In less than a few face-to-face encounters, the Yulang Clan's clan pattern was completely absorbed. Zhuo Yifan felt that Iron Arm had grown stronger than ever before, and was now able to stand shoulder to shoulder with demigods. Looking at such a defiant figure, countless of the proud ones here are.
An unimaginable thing.
But at the same time, he found that just two clan patterns were still too rare, and the talent of Iron Arm was more terrifying than he imagined. Even though it now seems to have almost reached the peak of the second-grade Dou Shen Weapon, the Li Sheng Shen Wen's
There is still a long way to go. It needs more nourishment.
"Who else?" After thinking for a while, he sighed, his eyes were pale, and he looked towards the void and the heroes on the land.
Slightly red-gold eyes, like two almost broken suns but emitting infinite eternal light, make everyone who looks at it frightened. Even some sundaes can't stand the power in these eyes, and they don't realize it.
Go backwards.
Who else?
A young man from the human race, in this secret place in a foreign land, full of murderous intent, where heroes from all over the world gathered, asked who else is there? Who else wants to be his enemy...
Everyone's hearts trembled. They felt that instead of translating these three words to mean who else wanted to be his enemy, it was better to understand them as who else imagined that they would follow in their footsteps like the Sundae from the Yulang Clan and Demon Slayer Palace.
Defying the heavens! Domineering! This is the thought of almost everyone here. There is such a legendary figure in the human race, looking down on the world and arrogant among the heroes.
"It seems there is no one left." Zhuo Yifan was a little disappointed. He hoped to kill a few more immortal saints to provide him with clan patterns. Although these clan patterns were of little use to tempering his body, they were of great use to him.
As far as Iron Arm is concerned, it is the supreme nourishing holy object.
He admitted that he was a little anxious, eager to see how far Iron Arm could transform after reaching the highest level.
But now, since no one dares to challenge him, there is no need for him to waste time. Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Find those clans that have offended him and devour them one by one.
"Brother, let's go."
Zhuo Yifan looked at Xianyu, stepped lightly in the air, and jumped onto the dragon's body. He immediately flew away from here without staying for even a moment.
With a bang, everyone's ears rumbled. As Xian moved his body for a moment, the place became distorted, and the majestic dragon energy descended like blue sky thunder, turning everything it passed into a sea of dragon energy.
The dragon roared all day long, and its divine power was blazing. The human boy rode on the dragon body of Buzhou Mountain Holy Dai, and after killing two Holy Dais in succession, he flew away. He was so domineering that no one dared to stop him.
This once again shocked everyone's minds and found it difficult to digest for a while.
What kind of place is Buzhou Mountain? A supreme tribe that truly inherits the power of a dragon vein and has been handed down from ancient times. Who is the Holy Generation of Buzhou Mountain? The strongest young generation selected from this supreme tribe.
, the person with the purest bloodline is the one who is most likely to make the Ancient Time-saving Dragon appear again as the proud son of heaven.
Such a supreme being was willingly ridden by a human being, and was even called little brother without any discomfort. This was enough to prove the extraordinary identity behind this human boy. For a while, people were speculating on what exactly this human being was.
Who is it? And whose orthodoxy does it uphold?
"It's too strong. I seem to see the reincarnation of the tyranny of the saints. They are arrogant in the world and can't be defeated..."
Some people praised him as the saint of the clan. In the eyes of many people, he was also out of reach, a supreme being who could respond to a hundred responses. From his comments, we could already see how thoroughly this human race had shocked everyone just now.
Simply stunning!
Who said that since the disappearance of the Holy Clan, the human race is weak and incompetent and can be bullied by others? This young human race has provided the best proof here, proving that the ancient power brought by the Chinese Saint Clan has not disappeared and has never dissipated!
The strongest has its own strong hand. The human race may seem weak, but if it doesn't show off, it will be a blockbuster!
Two women stood in the distance, with dark patterns printed on their black robes swaying in the wind. They were graceful and exquisite. They opened their lips slightly, with surprise on their faces, and looked at the direction in which the young man was leaving.
They always feel that this young man is very familiar, like they have seen each other before, but they have never seen him before. But such dominance, such power, and those devilish eyes are so similar to the figure in their hearts.
"Is it my brother..." one of the women asked absently.
The other woman didn't reply, she just raised her head, her eyes fixed on the direction where the boy disappeared for a long time, and before she knew it, she was crying...
When she came back to her senses, she no longer hesitated. There was an unprecedented determination in her starry eyes, and she chased in that direction.
At this moment, yes or no is no longer important. Sometimes, knowing that he is still alive and living well is a great comfort.
This battle shocked everyone in the world, and the entire secret realm knew about it. Even many tribes in the divine coffin and the heaven outside the emperor's tomb received the news. I don't know how many masters came to look for this human tribe, some to win over, and some to win over.
It's for revenge...
The human race, killed two great saints in a row!
Perhaps, at this moment, only Zhuo Yifan himself does not know the shock that these eight-character news has brought to the world.
In the secret realm, all powerful people gathered together and a group of people made a noise.
The wicked Taoist, Gu Lianyi, the descendant of Qianjie and many great religious leaders are all here to discuss.
Originally, they planned to jointly deal with the ancient beast, tame it and then share the divine treasure equally, but at this time, such a powerful human race suddenly appeared, forcing them to stop the process and formulate new countermeasures.
"A human race killed two great saints in a row? Who?"
"Who else could it be? Most of us here have suffered losses at the hands of this person. It must be the unparalleled demon king who robbed four purple vines by the Blood Lake!"
"This is impossible! Although he is strong, we have already analyzed that battle. His ability is only restrained against the inheritors, and he killed two great saints in a row. But in just a few days, how could he have made such progress.
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"Wrong, there is no absolute in everything. It may be difficult for us to make progress in the short term. But since he is one of the top ten wonders, that is not necessarily the case," said a coach.
"You mean he digested the purple rhododendron? How is this possible!" Immediately, someone questioned.
Hearing this, the immoral Taoist and his good deeds couldn't help but raise his brows: "It's impossible to say, this kid can no longer be judged by common sense. As early as a few days ago, he was able to fight one against three. There is a saying that scholars say goodbye for three days.
Don’t you know that we should treat each other with admiration?”
Having said this, he turned his gaze to Gu Lianyi and let out a mean laugh: "But these are secondary. What worries me most is that the Gu clan's grandson is willing to be someone's mount? This is detrimental to Buzhou Mountain.