"Haha, we are not here to participate in the entrance examination, and we never thought that your Misty Palace can accommodate people like us."
Just as the Piaomiao Holy Lord finished speaking, a faint laughter rang out among the dozen or so ancient powerful men who descended on this place.
"These are the proud sons of the ancient tribes in Canglan and Tiangang Star Region!"
Below the square, someone frowned even more. These ancient powerful men who came here obviously have extremely young faces, and their auras are extremely powerful.
Although there are some ancient races in Tiannan, except for the Donghuang Monster Clan, the other ancient races are not very powerful.
At the moment, these geniuses from ancient tribes who have appeared are obviously not from Tiannan, but from Canglan or Tiangang!
"You are not welcome in Piaomiao Palace. If you have nothing to do, please leave."
Holy Master Piaomiao frowned. These proud men of the ancient clan who came here were all very powerful. They even had the cultivation level of several people, far above him.
But even so, he still couldn't change the resistance to the ancient clan in his heart.
"Hmph, a small virtual fairyland actually dares to drive us away so brazenly. Do you think that just because someone calls you Holy Lord, everyone will really give you face?"
A young man from the ancient tribe sneered, and then stood up, looking at the Piaomiao Holy Lord with disdain, "In the past, God King Body Mo Wangchen had many times against our ancient tribe. He is the saint of your Piaomiao Palace.
Son, since he left, the mountain gate of Piaomiao Palace has been closed, and my ancient clan can't do anything. But I heard that now Piaomiao Palace has reopened the mountain gate. We would like to see how much real ability the Piaomiao Palace where he once had can have.
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"Now it seems that he is just a Holy Lord from the Immortal Realm, not worth mentioning." Another person walked out with the same sneer on his face.
Most of the young people from the ancient tribe who spoke out have entered the True Immortal Realm, and are far more powerful than the Piaomiao Holy Lord at the Void Immortal Realm level. Naturally, they will not take the Piaomiao Holy Lord in their eyes.
"No matter how strong I am, it will not prevent Piaomiao Palace from reopening the mountain gate. But you people came to interfere with my Piaomiao Palace's assessment for no reason. What do you mean?" Piaomiao Shengzun was angry, wishing to slap these proud men of the ancient clan.
Shoot him to death, but his strength does not allow him to do so.
"After all, the Divine King's body is the Holy Son of Piaomiao Palace. Although he is no longer here, he will return one day. Isn't it a bit too much for you to make trouble here today?"
In the field, there were many powerful human beings who came to watch, and some were elders from ancient families and holy lands. Seeing how arrogant these ancient geniuses were at this moment, they naturally couldn't stand it, and they all stood up and spoke.
"What about the Holy Son? Is Mo Wangchen really invincible? Since the great change of heaven and earth nine hundred years ago, our ancient clan has developed rapidly and has long returned to its former glory. If Mo Wangchen dares to return to this Tiangang planet,
The territory will definitely be suppressed by the kings."
"Speaking of which, Mo Wangchen's current achievements are not low, but he can be where he is today, right? Piaomiao Palace has contributed a lot, right? But why has he never thought of reviving Piaomiao Palace? I'm afraid not.
They have probably forgotten about this sect a long time ago." A young man from the ancient tribe said disdainfully.
"What does this have to do with you? Is it your ancient clan's turn to talk too much about my Piaomiao Palace?" Holy Lord Piaomiao said angrily.
"Hmph, what about the Piaomiao Palace, what about the Holy Lord? After all, you are just at the level of the Void Immortal Realm. Do you really think we dare not take action against you?"
A young man from the ancient tribe sneered, and as he spoke, a terrifying aura erupted from his body. This was a genius who had at least reached the peak level of the True Immortal Realm.
"Buzz..."
He did not take action, but used his overwhelming force to suppress the Holy Lord Piaomiao like a mountain in the sky.
Piaomiao Shengzun's expression suddenly changed drastically. In the final analysis, his cultivation level was only at the level of Virtual Immortal Realm. Facing a master from True Immortal Realm, even if the opponent just pressed him with force, he would not be able to withstand it at all.
"What Holy Lord? You said that if I suppress you in front of so many people, how can you, as a Holy Lord, convince your disciples?" The young man from the ancient tribe sneered and looked at Piao Miao with great disdain.
Holy Lord.
"snort!"
Suddenly, there was a cold snort in the field, and the next moment, a majestic momentum suddenly erupted, and the color of the world changed. Everyone couldn't help but suffocated at this moment, and looked away with horrified expressions.
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I saw a young man in white walking out of the crowd with a stern face at this moment. It was Mo Wangchen. He raised his hand and in an instant, the pressure that enveloped the misty saint was Zou Ran.
Dissipated.
At the same time, he stared at the young man in mid-air.
"puff!"
Just one glance made the young man's heart shake, as if he had been severely injured, and he couldn't help but cough up blood.
"you!"
His face was suddenly stunned, and he looked at Mo Wangchen in disbelief.
Who is this person?
His eyes were so terrifying, as if they contained the divine power of the Great Dao, and it hurt him. Even when he faced the kings, he had never been like this, right?
"Everyone, get down here."
Mo Wangchen stood on the spot, shouted coldly, and then stretched out his palm fingers in the air.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The next moment, I saw that the proud men of the ancient tribe were knocked down one by one. They were like chickens, with no resistance in Mo Wangchen's hands.
"Who is this?"
Everyone was dumbfounded. Each of these geniuses from the ancient tribe had entered the Immortal Realm. Several of them were at the level of the Virtual Immortal Realm, while the rest had entered the True Immortal Realm.
With such strength, looking at today's Tiannan, he can definitely be regarded as a top-notch powerhouse, and can only be matched by the Holy Lord-level powers of the Holy Lands and Ancient Aristocratic Families.
"Didn't the elders in your family teach you how to treat others?"
Mo Wangchen spoke again, his voice clearly reaching the ears of everyone present. The more he spoke, the angrier he became, waving his palms in the air.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."
Crisp sounds rang out one after another, and in just a few breaths, everyone discovered that the faces of the dozen or so proud men of the ancient clan were all left with clear traces of blood.
"Who gave you the courage to come to Piaomiao Palace to show off your power?"
Mo Wangchen spoke again, swung his palm and slapped the faces of the ancient youths without any intention of stopping.
"ah!"
More than a dozen young people from the ancient tribe were beaten and thrown around. While screaming, they were coughing up blood, and some were even knocked unconscious.
"this……"
Everyone was stunned and speechless. It was obvious that the strength of this young man in white who suddenly appeared must be far greater than the geniuses of these ancient tribes. Otherwise, it would be impossible to do this.
"This kid is actually back..."
Among everyone's astonishment, only the Misty Saint had an incredible expression on his face.
Because at this moment, Mo Wangchen did not hide his true appearance, but appeared here with his true appearance.