But it resounded over Kunwu Mountain, and everyone could hear it clearly.
Not only inside the Heavenly Palace, but also among the hundreds of millions of monks from all over the world outside the Heavenly Palace.
Everyone's expressions fluctuated.
This is--
Who is sighing!
At this time, even Feng Fulong was suppressed to the ground, and the eight giants were in the sky, who dared to sigh.
The eight giants frowned slightly, and their gazes swept across like lightning. However, they could not detect the sighing person wherever their spiritual thoughts went. They were aware of the slightest, and a gentle sigh could be heard both inside and outside the Heavenly Palace, making it difficult for large formations to isolate him.
This is by no means an easy way.
At this time, it is the time for the eight supreme forces to be as majestic as a canopy and to rebuild their supreme prestige. To sigh at this time is not a provocation.
"Who is hiding your head and showing your tail?" Wuchenzi's cold voice spread throughout the Heavenly Palace.
The void was quiet for a long time.
Just when the eight giants thought that man didn't dare to take the lead.
A calm voice with a slight sigh came out again: "Old Feng, you are impulsive."
Feng Fulong, who was tied to the ground and unable to move, raised his head desperately and shouted towards the sky: "This old slave is incompetent and has embarrassed your Majesty."
For a moment, the whole audience was shocked!
Old slave?
Did Feng Fulong get hit in the head?
Although the dignified giant is currently being suppressed, just by being able to get the eight giants to join forces, he can prove his status. Such an amazing figure has almost single-handedly broken the pattern of Kyushu for thousands of years.
He actually calls me Lao Nu.
Almost no one dared to believe their ears, including the countless monks fighting outside the Heavenly Palace.
Only one person had a strange color in his eyes.
That was Wu Jian, because he had heard that Feng Fulong had called himself this in the Black Soul Sect, but at that time Wu Jian suspected that Feng Fulong was deliberately entertaining him.
Now that we are here, Feng Fulong still calls himself an old slave. Is he addicted to being a slave?
At this time, the faint voice came out again: "I have told you a long time ago that if the transaction is fraudulent, you will return it. You are asking for trouble."
"Your Majesty, you have taught me a lesson. I just want to share your worries, but I am not strong enough. Please punish me, Your Majesty." Feng Fulong seemed extremely ashamed and did not care about his current miserable situation.
This conversation made everyone around them confused.
Wuchenzi was even more puzzled. Your Majesty, old slave, Feng Fulong is performing an opera?
He slammed the magic whip down on Feng Fulong's head, bang!
Feng Fulong's head was pressed deeply into the ground by the huge whip, and he could no longer make a sound. Wu Chenzi said sternly: "Get out of here, you prankster."
Phew!
At this time, the divine bird entangled in the golden light of the Kunlun Formation began to stir violently. In the vast starry sky, extremely brilliant starlight fell, and the golden light penetrated into large holes.
The divine bird screamed, its wings flapped wildly, and its lifelike feathers were like sharp swords, cutting through the void, actually shattering the entangled golden light inch by inch.
The Kunlun formation was shaken.
The entire Kunwu Mountain trembled violently.
Wuchenzi's eyes narrowed wildly.
Is this Jidaoshan Formation so powerful that even the Kunlun Formation has trouble suppressing it?
He yelled: "Array up!"
Boom!
Above the Kunwu Mountains, lines of spiritual light as thick as sky pillars rose into the sky. The spiritual light flowed, as if the entire Kunwu Mountains came to life and turned into a huge dragon.
You must know that the Kunwu Mountains were known as the Dragon Vein Sacred Mountains in ancient times.
Nature is not easy.
The entire Kunwu Mountains is a huge dragon vein. If the ancient twilight war had not destroyed the continent and cut off the dragon veins, Jidao Mountain would not be able to compare with the Kunwu Mountains.
The volume is not on the same level.
Nowadays, even if it is cut off, a camel is so thin that it is bigger than a horse.
At this time, the power of the dragon veins was aroused by the Kunlun formation, and the spiritual light gathered into a huge divine dragon, roaring in the sky. He spit out five-color rays of light, and the terrifying spiritual energy condensed into a monstrous divine light, which impacted on the divine bird.
The divine bird let out a scream, and the unparalleled flow of starlight gathered into a giant star sword that reached the sky and the earth, and slashed at the divine light with a rumble!
The earth-shaking collision opened a huge hole in the entire sky, and the terrifying vitality tore through the atmosphere and rushed straight into the starry sky.
This level of power completely surpassed the giant battle just now.
It seems like two heavenly kings are fighting.
Of course, if we only talk about strength levels, this is indeed the case.
Whether it is the Jidao Mountain Formation or the Kunlun Formation, they are peerless immortal formations that can shake the Heavenly Lord. Otherwise, the giants would not have watched Jidao Mountain being dragged away by the divine bird last time.
And since Kunlun Heavenly Palace dares to let Feng Fulong move Jidao Mountain to Kunwu Mountain.
Naturally, he has enough confidence in his own formation.
The collision of two peerless immortal formations also verified this point. The divine bird transformed by the Jidao Mountain Formation was ferocious, but under the suppression of the power of the dragon veins triggered by the Kunlun Formation, it was still unable to break through the interception, and the divine bird was trapped.
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Wuchenzi sneered: "If you want to break through the Kunlun Formation, you are just talking nonsense. Feng Fulong, the ghosts and monsters who are still hiding in the dark, you will not be able to fly today."
"Who said I was leaving."
A faint voice came from the sky, and the divine bird suddenly struck a bold blow, tearing a gap in the monstrous dragon vein aura. At the same time, a figure from Jidao Mountain flew out, passed through the gap, and landed directly at Kunlun Heavenly Palace.
Above.
The eyes of the giants instantly focused on that man.
A young man with white clothes and black hair stood on the Heavenly Palace with his hands behind his hands. He looked inconspicuous and did not have a monstrous aura. Although his face was handsome, he was not worth mentioning in the world of cultivation. To those who didn’t know, he seemed to
He's just a weak scholar.
However, can a person who can be so calm and unhurried surrounded by giants be an ordinary person?
Wu Jian narrowed his eyes: "Is it really you?"
"It turns out it's you." Lin Hongyin's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"Do you two know him?" Wuchenzi asked.
"He is the Nameless Alchemy King." Lin Hongyin's hatred for Long Xiaoshan is not inferior to that of Feng Fulong. After all, it was Long Xiaoshan who broke through the Jidaoshan Formation in the first place, and judging from a series of subsequent signs, Long Xiaoshan is the one who can control it.
The culprit of the Jidaoshan Formation.
All the giants have heard of the Unknown Alchemy King, but only two of them have actually seen him.
When Wu Chenzi saw Long Xiaoshan coming out of Jidao Mountain, the divine bird also stopped struggling, and a strange color flashed in his eyes: "Are you controlling the Jidao Mountain formation?"
Long Xiaoshan glanced down, as if he didn't hear Wuchenzi's question, and said calmly: "Let him go."
Long Xiaoshan naturally refers to Feng Fulong who was suppressed on the ground.
After hearing his words, all the giants couldn't help showing a weird look, looking at Long Xiaoshan as if they were looking at a fool, who do you think you are?
To say that Long Xiaoshan is excellent, everyone admits that after all, at such a young age, he is able to refine top-quality Tao elixirs, and he even took control of the Jidao Mountain Formation from Zhang Bowen. His ability in the formation must be astonishing.
It can be called the double masterpiece of Dan Zhen.
However, in the world of cultivation, in the final analysis, Dao is still respected and strength is respected.
The Tao of Alchemy and the Tao of Formation are all heretical ways after all.
You are born to assist the Dao. If you don't have the strength to reach heaven, no matter how strong the Dao is, you can only make wedding clothes for others.
Wuchenzi laughed loudly, as if he was not offended by Long Xiaoshan at all, and said: "Young man, I think it is not easy for you to practice and you are extremely talented. Even a poor man cherishes talents. As long as you are willing to join me in Kunlun and face the wall for a hundred years, not only will you be able to
I can put past the sins committed by you and this evil dragon, and in the future, I can help you achieve enlightenment and live freely in the world."
When the giants heard this, they cursed in their hearts, what a treacherous fox. Wu Chenzi saw that Long Xiaoshan's Dan Formation was unparalleled, and he became greedy for talent. The value of this evil Dan Formation's genius is immeasurable, no worse than that of Jidao Mountain.
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But now in the Kunlun Heavenly Palace, how can they compete with Kunlun?
At this time, Long Xiaoshan finally turned his eyes to Wuchenzi and smiled contemptuously: "Help me become enlightened? Are you worthy?"
As soon as these words came out, Kunlun's expression changed.
Wuchenzi could still keep his composure, but the Kunlun monks around him were already filled with murderous intent, shouting: "Be presumptuous, offend the headmaster of Kunlun, and you will be punished!"
The void is full of murderous intent, and terrifying qi machines are locked on Long Xiaoshan.
Wuchenzi put his hands behind his hands and said in a low voice: "Young man, don't make any mistakes. The sea of suffering is boundless, and you will find a safe place when you turn around."
Long Xiaoshan said calmly: "I wanted to give this to you before the transaction, but unfortunately, it was too late. You Kunlun could have taken away Jidao Mountain, and maybe it could last for eternity, but since you destroyed it
The deal is doomed... there will be no more Kunlun in the world!"
Speaking of the last six words, it was as if a death knell was ringing, reverberating throughout Kunlun.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Whenever he said rude words before, he was referring to an individual, but now, Long Xiaoshan actually said the words "There is no more Kunlun in the world". This was no longer a provocation to Wu Chenzi, but a contempt and humiliation to the entire Kunlun.
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"You are so brave! If you dare to say such nonsense, you will die!"
With a bang, a figure with a powerful aura stepped out. It was the Great Elder of Kunlun, the Great True Immortal of the Ultimate Golden Core, whose status in the Kunlun Heavenly Palace was second only to Wuchenzi.
Seeing the great elder taking action, all the monks around Long Xiaoshan who wanted to destroy Long Xiaoshan stopped their action.
After all, he is just an ignorant junior.
When the Great Elder took action, he was already killing a chicken with a knife. The Great Elder of Kunlun stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The sky seemed to be shattered under this grip. A huge palm condensed with bright green light was as big as an acre.
It was so big that it shone like a blue diamond, roaring down from the sky, trying to crush Long Xiaoshan into pieces.
The eyes of the giants around him moved, seeming a little regretful.
After all, although Long Xiaoshan is arrogant, his elixir formation is superb and he is extremely young. If he can be gathered together, his value will be infinite.
It's a pity that this guy is too presumptuous and dared to say those six words.
This is a taboo that will lead to death.
Unless they dare to turn against Kunlun, they won't be able to keep Long Xiaoshan.
None of the giants said a word, watching as the terrifying divine palm approached the top of Long Xiaoshan's head. Long Xiaoshan stood there, motionless, as if frozen.
This is normal. Faced with a decisive blow from a great immortal who is second only to the giants, ordinary monks are not even qualified to run and can only sit back and wait for death.
Just when the giant palm almost touched Long Xiaoshan's hair, Long Xiaoshan finally raised a finger and tapped it gently.
