Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth chapters protect Qi, Xianmen changes
"Boom!"
Above the sea, Zhang Xuanqi and Fudo Mingwang arrived one after another. The two seemed to be the strongest among the many warriors who arrived here, and they were also the most representative figures among the Chinese hermit masters.
But the many powerful people present were more than that.
After the two arrived, a black light passed across the sky from far to near.
Wherever the black light passed, it seemed to have the power of devouring it. Even the light could not be absorbed at all, and the air was dyed black and white. Zhang Xuanqi and Fudo Mingwang tilted their heads at the same time, with a cold look in their eyes.
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"Is this power Amisha?"
Although more than a hundred years have passed, the two of them are still very familiar with this power. They know very well that among the strongest men in the world, they can possess this powerful devouring power, and it is so evil and pure, with the power of melting life.
The only one who has corrosive aura is those great masters of Taibang - Amisha Kan.
Hundreds of king-level beings also stared at the black light coming. It was not until the black light came close that they could clearly see from the pure black and white that what was wrapped in the black light was an old man holding a black staff.
His hands were hidden in his sleeves, and he looked old and dying. Not only that, his eyes were slightly closed, and the whites of his eyes were turned outwards. One glance showed that he had been blind for a long time.
But no one in the room dared to look down upon him in the slightest. Even figures like Zhang Xuanqi and Fudo Mingwang had their pupils shrunken, obviously extremely fearful.
They all knew how terrifying the old man holding the black staff was.
Although he is blind, he shocked Southeast Asia with his head-lowering technique. Rumor has it that he has the ability to kill with a thousand-mile curse and trace your bloodline. Once he gets your blood, he will have the ability to fight with you.
All the blood-related people are locked up, and spells are used to melt them into their blood, leading to a terrifying scene of cutting off people's bloodlines and annihilating the entire family.
His Great Head-Bending Technique has reached the level of transcending skills and entering the realm of Taoism. His spiritual power is incredibly powerful. It is rumored that more than a hundred years ago, he was able to communicate with heaven and earth. He opened a heavenly eye between his eyebrows, which can be seen.
People cut off things, prompting the death of life.
Therefore, he is also called the "One-Eyed Dragon King" by the powerful people in the world. In Thailand, he is even regarded as a believer by the Emperor of Thailand and is a figure who influences the Thai government.
"Are they Zhang Xuan, the Seven Heavenly Masters of China's Longhu Mountain, and King Fudo from Tibet?"
Amisa arrived at the scene, and after only a moment, he turned directly in the direction of Zhang Xuanqi and Fudo Mingou, with a slight smile on his face, as if they were old friends for many years.
He had lost both eyes, but he could accurately determine the position of the two people, and there was no difference at all. This made the king-level beings shrink their pupils.
Amisha took the initiative to chat, and Fudo Mingwang smiled back and shouted at him, but Zhang Xuanqi's eyes were cold and he hummed softly.
"Amisha, you and I are good and evil, there is no need to be so close!"
"I still remember what you did to Longhu Mountain back then. It's a pity that you later went into hiding in Thailand, so I couldn't find you!"
"Now that the Immortal Gate has been opened, before I set foot on this Immortal Road, I will have to fight with you first!"
"I would like to see how far you have mastered the ancient secret technique of lowering your head!"
There was strong hostility in Zhang Xuanqi's words. The moment his voice fell, lightning arcs flashed across his eyes, and the thunder mark between his eyebrows became clearer and clearer.
After everyone heard this, they all reacted. It turned out that there was quite an enmity between Zhang Xuan, the Seven Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, and the One-Eyed Dragon King of Tailand.
When Amisha heard the endless fighting spirit in Zhang Xuanqi's voice, she didn't have much expression, just smiled lightly.
"Okay, I have long wanted to learn your Zhang Xuanqi's thunder method and golden light spell. I wonder if it is stronger than your master!"
Between the two of them speaking a few words, the atmosphere in the whole room instantly became tense.
"Haha, we are all old acquaintances. Why is there such a strong smell when we meet after so many years?"
At this moment, a loud laugh echoed through the clear sky, and between heaven and earth, a ray of holy light fell, bombarded the sea surface, and brought up hundreds of meters of fireworks.
In the holy light, a figure stepped out slowly. He was wearing silver-white armor, with dazzling blond hair, handsome eyebrows, and an extremely tall figure.
Behind him, there is a light gun on his back, which is very similar to the Holy See law enforcers that Ye Chen has fought before, but his aura is far longer and deeper than these people. Every step he takes, there is holy light waving under his feet.
, those rotting fish and shrimp carcasses suddenly started to jump slightly, as if there were signs of resurrection from the dead, which was extremely miraculous.
"Paladin, Alston?"
The one-eyed dragon king's expression paused slightly. The moment he felt the breath of holy light, he already knew the identity of the person coming.
Although the Great Head-Lowering Technique he practiced is powerful and can kill people thousands of miles away through spells, he is most afraid of the power of light.
And this blond man who suddenly appeared is the most powerful person with the power of light in the world today. It is rumored that he is the only descendant of the Western Angel Clan. He has inherited the powerful power of light and is also known as the Holy Son of Light.
After he came of age, he rejected the invitation of the Holy See to become the Pope and traveled the world alone. He went to the Western Demon Cave, the Hundred Thousand Mountains and other places in the world, and returned safely. He also hunted many powerful vampires and dark descendants in the West.
The wolves hunt several times more alien races than the demon hunters.
Because of his powerful strength and the source of his power, everyone in the world respects him as a "paladin" who has protected the West for two hundred years. Cardinals and the like must be regarded as his descendants! "One-eyed Dragon King,
haven't seen you for a long time!"
Alston had a warm smile on his face, and then turned to Zhang Xuanqi and Fudo Mingwang.
"You two haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years, but you still look the same!"
"When I came here, I heard that in your Chinese martial arts world, a powerful martial artist named Ye Lingtian has appeared in recent times. He is known as the first person in the world. I don't know if he is here!"
Prince Fudo and Zhang Xuanqi were slightly startled when they heard this, and then shook their heads at the same time, expressing their ignorance.
As old and powerful men who have been reclusive in the world, they have not been around the world for a long time. They have never even contacted the disciples of their respective sects. Naturally, they are not aware of the martial arts craze that Ye Chen has set off in recent times.
"Is that so?
What a pity!”
Alston shook his head regretfully, "I still wanted to have a good experience before the Imperial Battle to see how much of the skills of this rising star who was dubbed the 'No. 1 in the world' had the skills I had when I was young!
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The moment he finished speaking, a melodious voice came from afar.
"Senior Alston, if Ye Lingtian is still here, you will not be his opponent!"
As the sound spread, dozens of piercing sounds suddenly echoed through the air.
The first person, dressed simply, with an unmodified beard, looked slovenly, but his eyes were filled with an unspeakable domineering look. He was Long Dingtian.
Behind him, Tantai Su Mu, Zhide and other members of the martial alliance followed.
"Long Dingtian?"
When he saw the person coming, Alston, the invincible paladin of the West, his eyes flashed slightly.
Wu Meng, here we come! "Hmph, Long Dingtian, you have such a strong tone!"
"Although Ye Lingtian is strong, it's a pity that he is no longer alive. You, the Martial Alliance, don't need to have any more unrealistic illusions!"
Long Dingtian and others had just arrived when a cold snort came from behind Alston. An old man in red, followed by dozens of people in priest attire, came from the sky and quickly approached the place.
France, the Holy See! "Well said, so what about Ye Lingtian, after all, it is too high-profile and can only be reduced to the dust of history!"
A voice echoed, and a tall man wearing a black windbreaker was seen walking through the space. Behind him were dozens of people, all of whom had powerful auras that supported the heaven and earth.
Yingting Court, Eye of the Empire! "Everyone is here, it's quite lively!"
In the northern sky, more than a dozen figures descended instantly. The leader was a tall man, carrying a sword, and laughed loudly. Dozens of people behind him looked at them solemnly, with solemn expressions.
Sand Country, the Light of Snow Country! "We haven't seen each other for a hundred years. Everyone, stay safe!"
Finally, a faint sound of laughter resounded through the sky, and then huge golden light scattered, and dozens of figures wearing golden battle armor appeared, shaking the sky.
Hezhong, the God of War Concentration Camp! All the heroes present were shocked. The guardian organizations of the five major countries in the world finally gathered together! At this time, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the huge immortal gate that had been silent!