Chapter 2757: The Brilliant Galaxy of the Lord of Destiny
When the red paper umbrella came within tens of feet of the Huangxing River, the paper umbrella opened suddenly, and then, a red paper umbrella that was also opened appeared around it, filling the air like withered red paper falling on the ground.
This scene is like blood, with beauty and weirdness, but it hides a murderous intention.
Whoosh whoosh!
In this red paper umbrella barrier, the red umbrellas on the surface of the paper umbrellas all faded and torn, revealing the dense ribs.
From a distance, these umbrella ribs looked too much like a pile of white bones, just like the bones of a human hand. Then these umbrella ribs shot out, densely packed, and pierced the radiant galaxy in the center.
Huang Xinghe smiled coldly, slowly stretched out his right hand, twirled it in front of him, and then grasped it. For a moment, the densely packed umbrella ribs that came around him all stopped in mid-air at this moment.
Huang Xinghe is like a god in this world, controlling the rules and energy around him and being invulnerable to all forces.
Huang Xinghe calmly flew out of the umbrella frame in mid-air, heading towards Zhao Nianmeng. He grabbed the void with his right hand, and an invisible big hand formed around Zhao Nianmeng, and swept the Zhao Nianmeng completely.
People hold it in their hands.
Zhao Nianmeng kept struggling, but found that this invisible hand was too powerful. With her strength, she was unable to break free, and could only barely protect herself from being crushed to death.
"What is the Lord of Heaven? Knowing the destiny, the heaven and the earth are formed. In this demarcated space where I am, I am the heaven and I am the destiny. For all living beings who enter my heaven, their destiny is not up to you but to me."
Huang Xinghe's indifferent voice sounded faintly, and then Zhuo Wen squeezed his right hand violently. After a while, Zhao Nianmeng screamed, and his whole person was crushed into powder, and his body and soul were destroyed.
From the beginning to the end, Huang Xinghe only made one move, and Zhao Nianmeng fell.
Everyone in the square was moved. After Huang Xinghe was promoted to the Lord of Destiny, the strength he displayed was really terrifying.
How could the ordinary Lord of Destiny be so terrifying, as if the Huangxing River at this moment represents the will of heaven and earth, and its strength is unfathomable.
"This is the true genius, this is the true knowledge of destiny. Huang Xinghe's future achievements are limitless. The Huangji family has Huang Wuqi before them, and Huang Xinghe behind them. Their rise is just around the corner."
In the square, many monks secretly admired and were impressed by Huang Xinghe's strength and talent.
Zhao Nianmeng walked out from the central tower in despair. After returning to Yunyan Hall, her beautiful eyes kept staring at the Sun and Moon Demonic Mirror.
She was convinced that she lost this time. Huang Xinghe was indeed too perverted. She was not even qualified to struggle, so she was killed by Huang Xinghe.
With Zhao Nianmeng eliminated, there are only three people left in Sun Moon Yao Mountain, namely Huang Xinghe, Zhuo Wen and Huang Jue.
However, Huang Jue was already dying at this moment, his consciousness was blurred, and he was not far from his death.
Huang Xinghe put his hands behind his back and did not take action. Instead, he watched Zhuo Wen with great interest as he continued to polish Huang Jue.
It wasn't until Zhuo Wen seized the opportunity and killed Huang Jue with one punch that Huang Xinghe finally spoke: "I remember your name is Zhuo Wen. I know you have hidden part of your strength. Your strength should be between Huang Jue and Huang Jue."
Above Zhao Nian Meng, but...you are still not qualified to be my opponent!"
Having said this, Huang Xinghe exuded extremely strong confidence and raised his head high, showing a proud look.
Huang Xinghe indeed saw that Zhuo Wen was not simple, but he was more confident in himself. No matter how strong Zhuo Wen was, how could he be his opponent.
Especially after he was promoted to the Master of Destiny, he basically didn't pay attention to any of the monks who participated in the God of God Conference.
"Oh? Am I not qualified to be your opponent?"
Zhuo Wen had a mocking smile on his lips, looked at the arrogant Huang Xinghe, and repeated what Huang Xinghe had just said.
Huang Xinghe frowned slightly, especially when he heard the mocking tone in Zhuo Wen's words, he felt extremely unhappy.
In his opinion, after he said these words, the young man in white in front of him should admit defeat and commit suicide in front of him, lest he have to do more things and waste time.
"What? You still think you can fight with me?" Huang Xinghe's voice turned cold and sarcastic.
Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "You are wrong. It's not that I can fight with you, but how many moves can you withstand under my hand?"
As soon as Zhuo Wen said this, Huang Xinghe was stunned. He thought he heard it wrong and couldn't help but said again: "What did you just say? How many moves do you think I can withstand under you? Do you think too highly of yourself?
To shamelessly say such nonsense."
"Now you still have a chance, commit suicide in front of me!"
Huang Xinghe was still arrogant and looked at Zhuo Wen coldly, as if his words were a kind of forgiveness for Zhuo Wen.
Everyone in the square was excited. Of course, their eyes fell on Huang Xinghe. As for Zhuo Wen, not many people paid attention at all.
In their view, even if Huang Xinghe did not advance to the destiny master, Zhuo Wen would not be Huang Xinghe's opponent.
Now that Huang Xinghe has been promoted to the Master of Destiny, and his strength has increased too much, Zhuo Wen has no chance of winning against Huang Xinghe.
The final winner of the Yunshen Conference is undoubtedly Huang Xinghe.
As for Zhuo Wen, in the eyes of many people, he has become a clown. Especially after Zhuo Wen made such arrogant remarks, many people began to ridicule Zhuo Wen for overestimating his abilities.
"Xinghe, you should be able to advance to the Master of Mystery this time! After the God of God Conference is over, I plan to personally guide Xinghe, hoping that he can advance to the Eternal Master as soon as possible."
Huangwu laughed loudly, and his eyes became much softer and kinder when he looked at Huang Xinghe displayed in the Sun and Moon Demon Mirror.
He was very satisfied with Huang Xinghe's talent and progress, and his momentum was much faster than Huang Wuqi's back then.
"There is Wuqi, you have to work harder, I think you will break through to the Half-Step Creator soon! If you can successfully advance to the Half-Step Creator, you will be the fourth in the Huangji family
As a master, your status is equal to mine."
Huang Wu looked at Huang Wuqi behind him and said with great relief.
In the midst of many envious eyes, Huang Wuqi saluted Huangwu meticulously and said, "Thank you very much, father, for your love. Wuqi will never let you down, father."
Huang Wu was very satisfied with Huang Wuqi's performance. Immediately, his eyes fell on the sun and moon demon mirror again, and said: "Whether you can be promoted to the mysterious master actually depends on the chance of the galaxy. The opportunity for the Ancestral Witch Gu Insect Initiation is rare.
, but there is no guarantee that he will be able to successfully advance 100%.”
"Brother, you don't need to be too harsh. After all, Xinghe's training years are relatively short. Even if he hasn't been promoted to Master of Mysteries, it's still pretty much the same!" Huangshan laughed.
No matter Huang Wu, Huang Shan or Huang Wuqi, they did not take Zhuo Wen seriously during the conversation.
Perhaps in their eyes, Zhuo Wen has now become a dispensable existence. In front of Huang Xinghe, Zhuo Wen is like an ant, a bigger stepping stone, not worth mentioning.