Zhao Wuji did not leave at this moment, still standing at the door.
"Aren't you leaving yet?" Holy Son Jiuxiao's eyes became slightly sharp at this moment, and he looked at the figure at the door: "Get out of here quickly, report to me immediately if there is any news about Zhao Wuji!"
Zhao Wuji still didn't move, staying in place.
And just when the Holy Son of Nine Heavens was about to get angry again, Zhao Wuji suddenly stepped into the palace.
Raising his head slightly, Zhao Wuji showed a harmless smile: "His Royal Highness, you are well."
"It's you! Zhao Wuji!" Holy Son Jiuxiao immediately stared and stood up!
"Hey, don't get excited yet..." Zhao Wuji was startled, then stretched out his hand to comfort you with a smile: "I just came to the Holy Land to kill you. There are also great saints in your Holy Land. I think it will be somewhat difficult to destroy you.
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"Presumptuous!"
Boom!
As the Holy Son of the Nine Heavens shouted angrily, the entire temple exploded in an instant.
Swish!
Two figures ejected from the collapsed smoke one after another.
"Zhao Wuji! You won't be able to fly this time!" Holy Son Jiuxiao pressed closely behind Zhao Wuji, and his speed was almost as fast as Zhao Wuji!
"Can you please have some intelligence? We are all cultivators and can fly without wings." Zhao Wuji spread his hands and corrected him.
"Yellow-mouthed kid!"
Whoa!
The Jiuxiao Holy Son's face was distorted with anger, and he speeded up again in an instant. He held a Xiaoyao fan in his hand and emitted a scorching light, and slashed behind Zhao Wuji.
Whoosh!
The two golden beams carried supreme charm, and a gap was cut through the void!
Boom!
Zhao Wuji pulled out the rusty saint's heavy sword to block, then the figure caught the reverse thrust and rushed in a direction again.
At this moment, many people in the Holy Land also saw this scene and were very confused.
"Look! It's the Holy Son!"
"Looks like I'm chasing someone!"
"Is that Zhao Wuji?"
"Come on, let's catch up and take a look!"
Swish, swish, swish!
For a moment, countless disciples in the Holy Land rose into the air and followed the two figures flying past.
At a certain mountain range, Zhao Wuji suddenly stopped and stood on the top of the mountain, holding the holy sword on his shoulder.
Whoa!
The Holy Son of Nine Heavens landed on the mountain peak opposite Zhao Wuji.
Swish, swish, swish!
A group of people also surrounded the two peaks one after another!
"Holy Son, is this person Zhao Wuji?" someone asked at this time.
"No one should interfere today. This Holy Son is going to sacrifice him to the Tao to prove his Taoist heart!" Holy Son Jiuxiao's eyes were sharp as he watched Zhao Wuji grit his teeth and speak.
Swish, swish, swish!
Several more figures appeared, a group of elders from the Holy Land, all of them appeared...
"Are you Zhao Wuji?" An elder stood in the void at this moment, looking down at the young man on the mountain on the left.
"So what?" Zhao Wuji's expression was calm, without any fluctuation at all, and he looked at each other with the elders who were ascending to the realm of saints.
"It's really arrogant." Another elder snorted coldly.
"Today, your life or death, Zhao Wuji, has been decided. Just be the stepping stone for the Holy Son of my Holy Land." The speaker is at the pinnacle of the Saint Realm, and should be the Great Elder of the Nine Heavens Holy Land.
"If you want to sacrifice my Taoist heart, is he worthy?" Zhao Wuji looked at Holy Son Jiuxiao as he spoke: "Come on, I will teach you how to behave in front of them today."
"A mere ant dares to compete with the bright moon?!" The Holy Son of the Nine Heavens was furious, and he fanned his fan, shining brightly. With a buzzing sound, three tornadoes came into being and besieged Zhao Wuji!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Wherever the terrifying tornado passed, huge boulders were instantly crushed into pieces!
Countless people couldn't help but feel chilled when they saw this scene. Although he has an artificial special physique, the Holy Son's understanding is definitely considered a genius.
Let’s see how Zhao Wuji dies this time!
"Om——!"
However, just when everyone thought that Zhao Wuji would definitely die, they suddenly heard a word, and everyone felt dizzy instantly!
Boom!
Soon the place will be shaken!
"It's the six-character mantra of Buddhism! This boy has a bit of an adventure!" Someone was shocked: "And with the realm of dragon transformation, he dispersed the tornado of His Royal Highness the Holy Son! This..."
"Sound wave skill." An old man's eyes were as bright as a torch: "What's weird about this kid? He can actually use his dragon transformation cultivation to overwhelm the attacks of the God King Realm?"
"In addition, the Xiaoyao Fan is also a holy weapon, how could he disperse those tornadoes?" Some people were so surprised that they couldn't understand.
"Nine Heavens Soaring Dragon Technique!" The Holy Son's eyes were indifferent. Seeing that the attack was neutralized, he became even more angry. Although he was also surprised, there was only one purpose in his mind right now, and that was to kill Zhao Wuji!
Roar——!
A dragon roar shook the sky!
A huge golden dragon rose up from behind the Holy Son, and its terrifying charm instantly enveloped a ten-mile radius! Those with lower cultivation levels would feel a blockage in their chests!
"It's the holy art of our Nine Heavens Holy Land!"
"I haven't seen him for a long time. This time it is an eye-opener. This time Zhao Wuji will definitely die!"
"How much the Holy Son hates him~ The beginning is our strongest holy art!"
Many people looked shocked and sighed. They were now completely convinced that Zhao Wuji would definitely die, because once the Holy Technique was used, all laws could be broken. As long as the cultivation level was lower than that of the Holy Son, they could basically be judged by this trick.
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"Dawei Tianlong, Bo Duo Ye knot... Bah, Bo Ye, bah, coax!" Zhao Wuji spoke so quickly that he was so startled that he almost got involved.
Roar!
In fact, it is the mighty Tianlong Palm.
He originally didn't bother to shout it out, but when he saw the Holy Son across from him shouting something called "Nine Heavens Soaring Dragon Jue", it felt very awkward. In order to be more ceremonial than him, Zhao Wuji chanted a more embarrassing one.
A time-traveler is always a time-traveler, hahaha, you can’t change this secondary disease.
Withdrawing his palm, a giant silver dragon transformed and rushed towards the golden dragon of the Holy Son of the Nine Heavens!
Boom! Boom!
Gold and silver faced each other, and the two dragons collided instantly. The scene was so terrifying that the surrounding mountains and rivers flowed backwards, and the earth cracked!
What?!
Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.
They didn't expect that Zhao Wuji could even counteract the Holy Son's holy magic! This is too abnormal! Inhuman! Is he a monster?
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"The Eight Forbidden Realms! It's the Eight Forbidden Realms!" The elder somewhere in the sky was suddenly startled, and murmured in a low voice. He couldn't believe that he had actually seen the legendary Eight Forbidden Realms in his lifetime!
"No way? He is actually a peerless genius who has understood the Eight Forbidden Rules?" Hearing this, another elder was also shocked in his heart!
"His physique is not ordinary, it should be a special physique." The old man at the peak of the Saint King saw the clues at this moment. Although he couldn't tell what his physique was, it was remarkable that he could discover this: "If we fight like this, Saint
You will definitely lose."
There was a pause.
"Everyone stop!" the old man's voice echoed through the sky.
"Great Elder?!" Holy Son Jiuxiao, who was about to continue his attack, immediately raised his head and looked at the old man with a ferocious expression.
"Zhao Wuji, are you willing to enter my Holy Land? Become the Holy Son of my Holy Land?" The Great Elder did not look at the Tianyin Body, but said to Zhao Wuji: "As long as you are willing to enter the Old Mortal Holy Land, not only can you live today,
All resources in the future will be given to you, how about that?"
However, as he spoke, there was a hint of evil in the Great Elder's eyebrows, and he smiled broadly: "As long as you agree, I will immediately tell Donghuang that I will make you my new holy son of Jiuxiao."
"Old fox, what do you want to do?" Zhao Wuji naturally saw the sinister look on this saint king, and immediately laughed: "Okay! But I have a condition, that is, kill the old saint son in front of me, how about it?" As soon as these words came out, the great elder took a deep breath, and his old eyes narrowed in anger. It was obvious that he would never agree! Because this experimental subject who has been artificially cultivated with a special physique is his grandson!<
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Also, how could a huge holy land just casually appoint an outsider as its holy son? This is not a joke! Zhao Wuji is not that stupid.
Zhao Wuji knew that this old fox was probably interested in the origin of his physique!