Chapter 319 The First Son (seeking a monthly ticket)
Quiet!
The monks around the Holy War Platform were staring blankly at Shen Changqing standing on it, completely immersed in that battle and unable to come back to their senses.
no way.
This battle really opened the eyes of all the monks.
No.
To be precise.
This was not only an eye-opener, but also completely refreshed my own understanding.
As the Holy Son of Yifeng, no one expected that Shen Changqing's strength would be so terrifying.
The Holy Sons of Thirteen Peaks joined forces, not to mention evenly matched with each other, they were beaten without any room to fight back.
From beginning to end.
All were horrific killings.
The saints who were so high in the past have now completely fallen into the dust.
The disciples of Thirteen Peaks all fell silent at this moment.
Their own holy son was killed, and they didn't even dare to show the slightest intention to kill Shen Changqing...
Nothing else.
This guy's strength is so terrifying.
If I really want to provoke this person, I don't know how I will die.
Even on the Shenfeng side, no disciple dares to cheer now.
Anyone can see that the death of many Holy Sons has made things develop into an impossible state.
No one can predict what will happen next.
All they could do was watch silently.
On the jihad platform.
Shen Changqing ignored the wreckage on the ground, just glanced at the frightened saints, and finally looked at Zi Yunzheng on the referee's bench.
"I dare to ask the God King, am I the winner in this battle on the Holy War Platform?"
"You are the only monk standing on the holy war platform, so you are naturally the winner."
Ziyun looked calm and said calmly.
When he finished speaking, a terrifying aura immediately burst out, and the master of the first peak suddenly shouted: "Sage Ziyun, you brutally slaughtered your fellow disciples. I suspect that you have become a demon. Today, I will clean up the gate on behalf of the Holy Land!"
While speaking, the other party took action directly.
When a palm print was made, the golden palm was filled with terrifying pressure, as if it was going to kill Shen Changqing on the spot.
Facing such an offensive, Shen Changqing's expression remained unchanged.
at this time.
Ziyunluo took action boldly, and defeated Zhang Gang with just one point.
"Ziyunluo, you want to stop me!"
"Master Tianfeng, it is inevitable that there will be casualties in the battles between the younger generations. As the majestic master of a peak, you have lost your identity by taking action against the younger generations."
Ziyunluo's expression was indifferent, even though he was the master of a peak in front of him, he couldn't be moved.
This is the confidence of the third realm of the God King.
Looking at the peak masters of the fourteen peaks, there is no peak master whose strength can reach his level.
Thus.
Ziyunluo would never take a mere Tianfeng Peak Master in his eyes.
only
When the Tianfeng Peak Master was stopped, other peak masters soon started to attack.
"Peak Master Luo, there is obviously something wrong with Saint Ziyun. He is either possessed by a demon or was taken over by another strong person. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for him to have such strength.
If you insist on blocking it, you will put our Ziyun Holy Land in danger.
From my point of view, it is better to capture Ziyun Sheng first. If there is really no problem with him, then deal with it separately. If there is really a problem, kill him on the spot to avoid future troubles."
"That's right, Ziyunluo, you really have to be stubborn!"
"Hmph, even if you are a strong person in the third realm of the God King, I'm afraid you won't be able to compete with our thirteen peaks!"
A god-king stood up, and the terrifying coercion made the other monks tremble, wanting to escape but not daring to take any action.
now.
They could only pray silently that the gods and kings of the peaks would not really break out into battle.
Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be doomed while waiting for the monks.
The God-King fights.
Even if it is just a simple aftermath, it can be said to be a destructive existence.
In this regard, Ziyun Luo did not retreat at all. Facing the peak masters, he still looked calm: "Ziyun Sheng is a disciple of my divine peak. Even if he has to deal with it, it is my divine peak's business, and it is not the turn of other peaks to interfere.
If you insist on taking action, I don’t mind playing with you!"
Hear the words.
The peak leaders' eyes turned cold again, and the scene fell into a stalemate for a while.
In the Jihad Arena, Shen Changqing looked at Zi Yunluo's back with a strange look in his eyes.
Judging from the previous contacts, Ziyunluo is by no means the kind of character who is willing to risk everything for a disciple.
Even if he now defeats the Holy Son of Thirteen Peaks and becomes the number one Holy Son, the other party will not achieve this level.
"I'm afraid this peak master has other plans!"
He thought to himself.
No matter what, Shen Changqing didn't believe that Ziyunluo would fight against the other Thirteen Peaks for him.
The other party must have some other purpose, but I don't know it yet.
but.
He didn't feel nervous at all.
Regardless of whether Ziyunluo shows up or not, the Thirteen Peaks cannot threaten him.
and.
Shen Changqing looked vaguely in a certain direction, where there was a majestic figure watching silently.
Python King!
The emperor had been watching the Holy War Platform from beginning to end, but he just didn't show up.
Now that the situation has reached this level, it is impossible for the other party to hide it any longer.
as expected.
Seeing that the situation was reaching a tense stage, the stern power was crushed from the void. The expressions of Ziyunluo and the peak masters changed, and then they all bowed in the direction from which the pressure came.
"I've seen the Python Emperor!"
"I've seen the Python Emperor!"
The other monks also bowed and saluted.
Python King!
The Holy Lord of the Holy Land, the emperor of the Ziyun Clan, no one dares to disrespect any creature of the Ziyun Clan.
Even Ziyun Zheng, who used to preside over the Holy War Stage, now looks respectful.
The python king slowly descended from the void. He first glanced at Shen Changqing, then looked at Ziyunluo and other god kings, and said calmly: "It is normal for there to be casualties in the Holy War Platform competition. The saint sons of the peaks have fallen. , I am also deeply sorry.
However, the strong have always been respected in the heavens, and if the weak fall into the hands of the strong due to lack of strength, then there is no one to blame.
Since Saint Ziyun defeated the Holy Sons of the Thirteen Peaks today, he will be the first Saint Son from now on, and the only Saint Son in the Holy Land. The remaining Saint Sons of the peaks will all lower themselves and become candidate Saint Sons.
From now on, Holy Son Ziyun will have only one Holy Son. If there are other candidates who want to become the Holy Son, it is also very simple. They only need to defeat the existing Holy Son."
The First Holy Son!
Hearing these words, the Shenfeng disciples looked excited.
In this way, Shenfeng is truly the number one among all the peaks. As the disciples of Shenfeng, they are naturally honored.
Hear the words.
Ziyunfang and other saints' faces turned pale.
Needless to say, the identity change from the real Holy Son to the candidate Holy Son, and the subsequent resources obtained will probably be reduced to a serious extent.
but.
Neither Ziyunfang nor the other saints dare to show any dissatisfaction now.
Not everyone can sway the Python Emperor's decision.
in addition.
The strength that Shen Changqing showed was too terrifying.
Unless he is the God-King of Zhengdao, otherwise, there is no possibility of competing.
Ziyun Qishi said in a deep voice: "I have no objection to the fact that there is only one Holy Son in the temple, but Ziyun Saint's strength has suddenly become so much stronger, I have reason to suspect that he is no longer the original Ziyun Saint.
I hope the Python Emperor will investigate this matter thoroughly!"
Finished.
The eyes he looked at Shen Changqing were full of hatred.
Ziyunting died in the hands of the other party, and Yunfeng's years of hard work were all wasted.
Such hatred made him want to kill Shen Changqing himself.
In this case, you have to drag the other party down no matter what.
Later.
Other peak masters also spoke: "Master Yunfeng is right, there is definitely something wrong with Ziyun Saint. If he is really taken away by another strong man, this matter must be dealt with seriously, otherwise it will be too harmful to our Ziyun clan. big.
I think back then, there was also a clan genius who was taken away by a strong man, and later the race was almost wiped out, so the Python Emperor had to guard against it."
"I agree with this!"
"We must investigate thoroughly!"
One by one, the peak masters spoke, looking at Shen Changqing with cold eyes.
Ziyunluo didn't say anything, just remained silent.
In the eyes of other peak masters, such a gesture means giving up resistance.
"alright!"
The python emperor spoke, interrupting all the peak masters' words, with a calm expression: "I have already investigated the matter of Ziyun Sheng. He is not a strong man who seizes the body. He has such strength only because he entered ancient ruins and obtained ancient It’s just inheritance.
Let’s let this matter go as it is this time.”
Finished.
He glanced at Shen Changqing again: "You come with me!"
Later.
The figure of the Python Emperor disappeared from the sight of all the monks.
Shen Changqing didn't say anything, and immediately left in the air, disappearing from the sight of many monks.
"hehe!"
Ziyunluo laughed sarcastically, then looked at the other peak masters with contempt, and then left with a puff of sleeves.
Only the peak masters were left, their faces gloomy and ugly.
…
In the temple.
The python emperor stood there with his hands behind his hands, looking at the person in front of him with calm eyes, and said in an indifferent voice: "What you did today was a bit too much."
"Bond Emperor Mingjian, the disciples never knew that those saint sons were so weak. Otherwise, they would have held back a little to prevent such a tragedy."
Shen Changqing shook his head, and then changed the subject again.
"However, with their strength, it is absolutely impossible to compete with the geniuses of other races. If they die in the hands of other races and lose the face of my Ziyun clan, it would be better for me to kill them myself.
In this way, our clan’s face can be saved.”
Hear the words.
The python emperor took a deep look at him and said meaningfully: "You are right. In a world of great strife, the weak are indeed not qualified to live. If they die in your hands, it can only be said that they lack strength. There is no one to blame. .
In today's battle, you allowed me to see the true strength of the genius of my Ziyun clan.
But what I am very curious about is, how did you grow to such an extent in such a short period of time?"
