He Yu rushed to push the Jinshan Jade Pillar and fell down. The haze that shrouded the entire Dawangwu Mountain also dissipated in an instant. The oppressive air that was pressing on many people's heads was also shattered!
However, Bu Ji, Ao Xie Yun and other four great kings felt that a monument in their hearts had suddenly collapsed, and their hearts were suddenly empty, like a tree that had fallen down, without any support.
He Yuchong is their totem and their idol.
However, this totem, this idol, was defeated on this ten-foot arena and died on the spot.
He Yuchong died?
There is such a question lingering in everyone's mind.
He Yuchong is simply too powerful. The halo around him and his lawless and domineering behavior have long given people a deep-rooted impression that He Yuchong is the pride of heaven.
Therefore, even if He Yuchong fell, everyone still couldn't believe it for a while. How could He Yuchong be destroyed so easily?
People including Liu Yang who were last elected also felt excited!
He Yuchong died! This news is probably destined to shock the entire Tiange, from the top of the Zenith to the Dawangwu Mountain!
He Yuchong, who originally looked like he was going to conquer the King's House Mountain, was unexpectedly defeated and died!
The ups and downs of the incident caused Liu Yang and others to fall into infinite shock, and they could not recover for a long time.
Liu Yang reacted first and rushed onto the stage, about to test He Yuchong's body to see if he was completely dead.
"Don't touch him!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the void, like a bolt from the blue, hitting the sky near the Shizhang Arena without any warning.
Above the arena, suddenly the sky turned bright, like divine thunder from the Nine Heavens resounding across the sky.
The powerful coercion of heaven and earth pressed down, as if the heaven and earth collapsed. Thunder and lightning, landslides and tsunamis, tigers roaring and apes crowing, all kinds of sounds came one after another.
This kind of oppressive force made Ren Cang Gong's Dantian tremble involuntarily. He tried his best to resist, but he felt like a lonely boat in the vast ocean, with the danger of the boat being destroyed at any time.
"Could it be that a powerful man from the Great Dao level has arrived?" Ren Cangqiong tried his best to keep his character calm and embrace Yuan Shouyi, so as not to have his soul crushed by this powerful pressure.
Brush, brush, brush!
In the void, strong light sent four figures out of thin air. Although they appeared first and then later, they appeared almost at the same time.
These four figures, some were troubled, some were women, some were virtuous, some were dressed in vulgar ways. They were all very strange. There was an old man with a gloomy expression, a strong and powerful man in his prime, and there was also a graceful and beautiful woman, and a Confucian scholar carrying a sword!
If the giants in the Ten Heavenly Halls of Tiange saw these four people, their jaws would definitely drop in shock.
These four people are all Tao-level powerhouses from Tiange’s Creation Zenith!
The Four Paths of Tiange are qualified to be called Dao because they are commanded by powerful Dao-level people!
And these four people are all Dao-level powerhouses!
The pressure of the Grand Avenue level is very terrifying. If any one person exerts his full strength, it can instantly shatter the souls of more than a thousand people present!
No matter genius or idiot, they are all ashes!
At the Grand Dao level, the coercion alone can kill the strong men at the peak of the Heavenly Realm, let alone the acquired warriors like King Wushan!
Ren Cangqiong's eyes stopped on the old man.
Whether it is his temperament or his outer black and white robes, they fully illustrate the identity of this old man! A powerful master of the Yin and Yang Tao!
The shouting sound just now was obviously made by this old man.
The old man walked up to He Yuchong and suddenly stretched out his left hand, which was like sticks, like a chicken claw.
It feels like something strange has happened.
Then he saw the old man's chicken claw-like palms inserted directly into He Yuchong's abdominal cavity. The fingertips were like sharp blades cutting through the heavens and the earth, and they penetrated into He Yuchong's body like tofu.
The old man's right hand held a jade pot with an ordinary shape. It was hanging above He Yuchong's abdomen. He grabbed it with his left hand and directly drew out a mysterious light and introduced it into the jade pot.
This strange behavior made the young warriors of Wangwushan stunned. Those with sharp eyes noticed that the old man's right hand was plump, white and tender, and was as smooth and tender as a baby, without a trace of wrinkles!
Such a right hand was completely different from his withered left hand, forming a strong contrast. The other three people who came one after another with the old man were watching the old man's actions leisurely, or looked at him coldly.
, or with a smile on the corner of the mouth, or with an expressionless face...
After the old man finished everything, he seemed to be mumbling something: "The appearance of the skin is just a cloud; the blood, the roots, and the bones are the foundation. Since your house has failed, you can go there in peace. I have already cut out the blood and bones.
Yes. In the future, your body will be reshaped and your bloodline will be purer, but don’t forget the shame of today’s defeat..."
The old man talked nonchalantly, as if telling his young grandson not to be sad or happy, so that no one could hear the slightest hint of happiness or sorrow.
But the scene was extremely depressing.
This old man, who looked like he might collapse if the wind blew, actually had a suffocating momentum.
Everyone, whether they wanted to listen or not, had to listen to what he was talking about.
Ren Cangqiong quietly stepped aside. He also knew that the appearance of a powerful Dao-level man would have nothing to do with him. It was just that the old man was unfathomable, giving him a vague and uncomfortable feeling that his fate was uncontrollable.
What strength!
In the face of absolute strength, talent and adventure will eventually have to give in. Talent and adventure always take time to transform into strength!
After a long time, the old man finished all the actions and slowly stood up. His withered left hand suddenly pressed down, and a fingerprint like the scorching sun was patted down.
This flaming handprint was slapped on He Yuchong's withered body, and it immediately lit up with fireworks. In the blink of an eye, it was directly burned to ashes.
"Alas..." The old man bowed his waist and walked back slowly. His drooping white eyebrows raised and stood on Ren Cangqiong's body.
"Ahem..." The old man suddenly coughed violently and seemed to be out of breath, "Young man, your surname is Ren?"
Ren Cangqiong nodded: "Yes."
In front of a Tao-level powerhouse, Ren Cangqiong would naturally not show off. In any case, this old man is a Tao-level powerhouse after all, the senior of Creation Zenith.
Although he is a strong person in Yin and Yang Dao, Ren Cangqiong will not abandon the etiquette of being a soldier.
"You killed He Yuchong. Did he tell you that killing a successor of Yin and Yang Dao is equivalent to becoming an enemy of the entire Yin and Yang Dao?"
The old man's words were calm and calm, but there was a kind of pressure that made Ren Cangqiong feel uncomfortable all over. This pressure was not strong or overbearing, but it was broken into pieces, like countless fine needles boring into his soul.
"This junior comes from the countryside and first came to Tiange. He was cautious and followed the assessment rules and did not dare to go beyond the limits. He Yuchong challenged me and made an oath to heaven and earth. Rather than saying that I killed him, it is better to say that he brought about his own destruction.
When we compete with each other, the younger generation secretly believes that we can distinguish between life and death, but we must not harm our harmony."
"Haha..." Although the old man smiled, there was no hint of laughter in his expression. He shook his head, "These words sound decent. However, judging from us thousand-year-old monsters, they are very unsightly.
Stop. You three, what do you think?"
The mighty man smiled and said: "Brother Songling, when we were young, we inevitably had to pretend to be good children in front of our elders. But your brother is a Yin and Yang Dao. Ever since the shaft, he has been lawless and arrogant.
The growth trajectory of ordinary warriors is completely different."
The old man rolled his eyes: "Brother You, your Sky-Zhanking Dao is known as decisive in killing and killing everything to prove the Dao. You don't seem to have the right to laugh at me, do you?"
The mighty man laughed loudly: "It's not ridicule. At most, it's just like-minded. I, Laoyou, admire brother Songling very much. Especially for adhering to the blood line of Yin and Yang Dao, I admire it very much. Nowadays, blood inheritance
If our Taoism can be so pure, I’m afraid there aren’t many left in the entire Tianze small world!”
The other two people, a middle-aged scholar with a sword on his back, and a graceful and beautiful woman, both smiled and said nothing. However, they looked at Ren Cangqiong from time to time.
The old man smiled faintly and turned to the Confucian scholar and the beautiful woman: "You two, don't tell me that you are passing by here, right?"
The beautiful woman chuckled: "Brother Songling said so, of course I can't lie to people. To be honest, I'm here to rob people."
The mighty man shouted: "Fairy Liluo, you don't want to eat tender grass and accept this sky as a forbidden wife, do you? I, Lao You, are the first to refuse!"
The beautiful woman gave a sweet smile, rolled her eyes, and smiled charmingly: "Old You, you can't beat me, so you want to take advantage of me. Forget it, I am not as knowledgeable as you."
The mighty man didn't take it seriously, and looked surprised: "Li Luo, so you don't plan to compete with me for the throne of the sky?"
The beautiful woman Li Luo said with a smile: "The successors of my Liuyun Dao will most likely be women. There are very few men who will inherit the mantle. Unless they have incredible talent."
"The Dzogchen in heaven, doesn't it count as defying heaven?" You Tianzhan, a mighty man, asked rhetorically.
"Forget it, of course forget it." Fairy Liluo nodded solemnly, "But I believe that someone will definitely not let it go this time. So, I won't fight for it. What's more, the one I like, but
There is someone else."
After saying that, he looked towards Bei Gongyao behind Ren Cangqiong with a smile in his eyes.
You Tianzhan suddenly woke up and slapped his head: "Yes, this little girl can actually attack the outer world. She is also a good seedling, and it is in line with the inheritance characteristics of your Liuyun Dao. Great kindness, great kindness..."
Suddenly he thought of something else, and his expression suddenly became very vigilant. He glanced at both the old man and the Confucian scholar for a few times, and then his eyes were locked on the Confucian scholar: "Brother Yifeng, do you want to fight with me?"
The sword-carrying Confucian scholar has a thin face, a few thin beards, tall shoulder-to-shoulder shoulders, and deep eyes, which make him look like an immortal and a master. (To be continued.