Chapter 831: Kneel down and confess your guilt quickly
puff!
The Void Flying Sword and Xiao Changfeng are connected mentally.
When the Void Flying Sword was knocked away, Xiao Changfeng also suffered a backlash and spit out a mouthful of blood.
What's going on?
Where did the fingers come from?
These fingers are so strong, they can defeat flying swords with just a snap of their fingers!
"Look, the lines on the Dragon-Slaying Platform are all bright!"
The sudden changes on the Dragon-Slaying Platform also surprised everyone.
At this time, someone exclaimed, and everyone looked sideways.
All I saw was the Dragon-Slaying Platform.
Those mysterious lines that were not very clear originally.
It suddenly lit up as if it was ignited by a live wire.
A layer of light red aura emerged on the Dragon-Slaying Platform.
This aura seems to have traveled through tens of thousands of years.
It seemed like it had been silent for tens of thousands of years and was awakened today.
"Aren't these the patterns left by the saints of the Northern Tang Dynasty?"
Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, his beautiful eyes filled with deep surprise.
The legend of Dragon Slaying Platform has been circulating for a long time.
These are the patterns left on the Dragon-Slaying Platform.
It is considered to be a trace of the saints of the Northern Tang Dynasty who first established themselves as saints.
However, some people believe this statement and some people do not agree.
After all, the saints of the Northern Tang Dynasty happened 30,000 years ago.
And for thirty thousand years.
This Dragon-Slaying Platform has always existed, and it has gone through countless changes during this period.
How could there still be traces of the saints of the Northern Tang Dynasty?
But today.
This suspicion is clearly about to be shattered.
"This is the true power of a saint!"
Patriarch Xie Yun's eyes widened and he looked straight at the Dragon Slaying Platform.
He is a powerful person in the realm of great power.
Being the first to sense the power of the saint that has been dusted for thousands of years.
Although very weak.
But it is the real power of a saint.
"What happened?"
At this moment, high in the sky, Hong Daoyuan, Feng Lingbei and others.
He was also suddenly startled and looked sideways.
Whoosh!
At this moment.
On the dragon-slaying platform.
Those bright lines gradually condensed.
Finally, the light red light condensed into a human figure on the Dragon-Slaying Platform.
This is a middle-aged man wearing a fiery red robe.
The man stands with his hands behind his back, hunting in long robes.
Her long hair moves with the wind.
He had an elegant look on his face, but he also had a murderous aura.
Like a Confucian general on the battlefield.
At this time, the man's entire body was formed by the convergence of light red spiritual light.
Although not a real living being.
But no one dares to ignore it.
Obviously.
Just now he defeated the flying sword with a snap of his fingers and saved the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons.
It is this person.
But who is he?
Is it a human or a ghost?
However, at this time, when Saint Son Baidu saw this middle-aged man, his pupils shrank.
Then he was so excited that he knelt down on his knees.
"Disciples of the Northern Tang Sect, pay homage to our ancestor!"
The Saint of Hundred Poisons put his hands forward and put his head on the ground.
This ceremony is very solemn.
at the same time.
Feng Lingbei, Xu Mohe and others at high altitude.
An idea flashed through his mind, and he guessed the identity of this middle-aged man.
Immediately they all knelt down and worshiped.
"Disciples of the Northern Tang Sect, pay homage to our ancestor!"
The other disciples of the Northern Tang Sect, although they realized it later.
But I soon remembered.
He was equally excited and knelt down to worship.
In front of the mountain gate of the Northern Tang Sect.
There is a statue 100 meters high.
This statue is the symbol of the Northern Tang Dynasty.
It is also a memorial ceremony for the Northern Tang Sect.
And the middle-aged man in front of me.
It looks exactly like that statue.
Plus the legend of Dragon Slaying Platform.
As long as he is a disciple of the Northern Tang Sect.
How could one not guess the identity of this middle-aged man.
"Sage of the Northern Tang Dynasty?"
Hong Daoyuan and Tie Rujun also opened their mouths as if they were seeing ghosts.
That's right.
This man, condensed with light red aura, is the founding saint of the Northern Tang Sect.
Sage of the Northern Tang Dynasty!
For a moment, the whole place was in an uproar!
"Isn't the saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty a figure from 30,000 years ago? How could he appear here? Isn't he dead? But it's impossible. Even if he becomes a deity, he can't live for such a long time!"
Countless people were shocked.
All eyes were focused on the saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty.
This is a character who only exists in history and legend.
No one expected to see it with their own eyes.
This is really great news!
"No, this is not the real saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty."
Ancestor Xie Yun shook his head slightly and saw the truth.
"The saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty died 30,000 years ago. The one in front of me is just a trace of the sacred pattern left behind by the saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty when he was sanctified here."
"I'm afraid it was because of some special reason that I was awakened and showed up."
The true saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty has naturally fallen long ago.
But the power of the saint is beyond imagination.
Thirty thousand years ago, he slayed a dragon and became a saint here.
The sacred mark was left behind.
Later generations came here, and although they occasionally gained something, they could not attract them in the end.
This time.
Xiao Changfeng fights against the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons.
I don't know what conditions were triggered.
This ray of holy pattern left by the saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty woke him up.
Thus he saved the life of the Holy Son of All Poisons.
This is all too incredible.
But it really happened in front of everyone.
"Although it is just a wisp of holy marks, this Dragon Slaying Platform is his place of sanctification after all. No one can predict what kind of power he can exert at this time."
Ancestor Xie Yun looked solemn and his mind was trembling.
Even he couldn't imagine that such an accident would occur in this battle.
At this time, Xiao Changfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The Qinglong Immortal Body is rapidly recovering from its injuries.
The Void Flying Sword was swallowed into his body again.
Just now, the finger of the saint from the Northern Tang Dynasty flicked the flying sword away from the sky.
Although it will not cause the Void Flying Sword to be scrapped.
But in a short period of time.
Xiao Changfeng can no longer use it.
"Have I, a disciple of the Northern Tang Sect, fallen to this level now?"
The saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the Saint of Hundred Poisons.
The faint voice sounded, but it made Saint Son of Bai Du feel ashamed.
"Disciple has embarrassed our ancestor."
The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons spoke respectfully.
Although he is cruel and ruthless, he has a high level of approval for the Northern Tang Sect.
Facing the saints of the Northern Tang Dynasty, they did not dare to show the slightest disrespect.
"After all, you are a disciple of my Northern Tang Sect. All mistakes will be discussed later!"
The saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty spoke again.
The tone was neither sad nor joyous, but it made Saint Son of Poisons feel a little relieved.
And at this time.
The Northern Tang Sage's eyes fell on Xiao Changfeng.
"No matter who you are, if you dare to hurt my disciples of the Northern Tang Sect, it is a serious crime. If you don't kneel down and confess your sins quickly, I will destroy your Dantian as a warning to others!"
The saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty had a cold voice, and his words were even more nerve-wracking.
He didn't care.
Xiao Changfeng was found guilty.
Xiao Changfeng was asked to kneel down and atone for his sins.
Do you want to abolish Dantian?
This is simply a strong argument and there is no justice at all.
However, at this time, although he was just a wisp of holy marks, he was arrogant to the whole audience.
His strength can be seen from the fact that he defeated the flying sword with just a snap of his fingers.
Although he is not a true saint, he still possesses a touch of saint power.
It is far from being defeated by everyone.
This moment.
Xiao Changfeng was targeted by the saint and found himself in a deadlock, unable to escape.
Everyone thought that Xiao Changfeng could only kneel down and confess his crime.
However, Xiao Changfeng's next words...
But it made the whole place into an uproar.
"How dare you act cruelly in front of me even if you are just a sad person?"