Seeing Gu Xuan surrounded by broken space, Xiao Lu and others' hearts were in their throats.
The palm print was only half a foot away from hitting Gu Xuan.
Qingluo Shengzi licked his lips, and his eyes became even redder.
Only he knows how powerful these two palm seals are!
But now, Gu Xuan is about to know!
And the price he paid for this was-death!
At this moment, Gu Xuan finally moved!
On his right hand, an extremely brilliant light bloomed!
So brilliant that it can be compared to the sun!
An extremely domineering momentum burst out from Gu Xuan!
"Ba Fist!"
Gu Xuan shouted loudly, his voice shook the sky!
Punch out!
Just like the sun moving sideways!
This punch was like flowing clouds and flowing water, reaching its peak.
Stronger to the extreme!
Time seems to stand still at this moment!
Space seems to be stagnant at this moment!
This is supposed to be a technique that surpasses the emperor level and the emperor level!
As soon as this punch is released, the sky and the earth will be darkened, and the sun and moon will lose their light.
The two palm prints of Saint Qingluo seemed to have lost some of their brilliance out of thin air when Gu Xuan punched them.
In the blink of an eye, all the power erupted from Gu Xuan's right fist hit the two palm seals of Qingluo Saint Son.
There is no confrontation stage.
Just like destroying the dead, the "Guiyuan Seal" and "Haoyang Seal" were broken by the power of the "Ba Fist" and first turned into energy fragments.
Then, the energy fragments dispersed and disappeared into nothingness.
The originally broken space became even more broken, and within a radius of a hundred feet, there was no longer an inch intact.
The turbulent flow of space surges out, eroding everything around it.
"How is this possible?"
Qingluo Shengzi's eyes showed a look of shock.
"How could my "Qing Luo Emperor Technique" fail?
That is a technique that is enough to kill an emperor-level warrior!"
Qingluo Shengzi stared at Gu Xuan with his lips trembling.
Gu Xuan still stood in the void, motionless, and the smile on his face was full of ridicule.
He was unhurt from just one blow.
"You actually didn't even get hurt at all?"
Holy Son Qingluo was trembling, and his red eyes slowly faded away, returning to their original clarity.
However, it is full of fear and unwillingness.
He still wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, no more words came out.
Click.
The sound of broken bones resounded from the body of Saint Qingluo.
A crack suddenly appeared on his face.
The cracks spread like a spider web, and in a moment, he became a completely cracked man.
Click click click click.
The body of Holy Son Qingluo shattered like a statue, and finally turned into powder and scattered in the wind.
"Sure enough, just as I expected.
My punch can blow you to pieces!"
Gu Xuan looked at the scattered powder with a smile on his lips.
This smile fell into the eyes of Qingluo Shengzi's remaining two men. This was the smile of a devil.
They panicked and tried to escape, but were stopped by Xiao Lu, who split each of them in half with one claw.
The broken space was slowly repaired until this moment.
Whoosh.
The strong wind is still howling, rolling up the yellow sand in the sky.
The Mermaid Demon King and the Old Turtle stared at Gu Xuan and involuntarily took a step back.
Is this Gu Xuan still a human?
That punch just now was so powerful!
It was so powerful that just by looking at it, they knew they couldn't resist it.
"That's not a technique that should appear in the second heaven of the Holy Realm."
The old turtle swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Even with his strong defense, he would definitely die in the face of Gu Xuan's punch just now.
"Hahaha, what a good show!"
Suddenly, a space vortex appeared in the sky.
Eighty-one figures flew out of the space vortex.
"Is it you?"
The old turtle exclaimed.
Gu Xuan raised his head, looked at the visitor, and frowned.
"You actually haven't left yet?"
The old turtle's teeth squeaked as he gritted his teeth. He was very angry. He had been deceived.
In the sky, there were clearly King Wenlong and the warriors from Yelong Palace who were supposed to have left for the Holy Island.
Gu Xuan glanced at the old turtle with a mocking expression.
"So, fellow Daoist Wenlong King, everything you said before, about giving up the Dragon Palace, giving up the Dragon Gate, giving up this [Soul-nurturing Jade Bone], were you all lying to this old turtle?"
This sentence is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire and making the old turtle even more angry.
However, anger was anger, and he still had sense and did not immediately rush to fight King Wenlong.
Gu Xuan never thought that such a sarcastic remark could stimulate the old turtle to fight King Wenlong just like the clone of the First Evil Ancestor affected the mind of Qingluo Saint.
However, it is also a wonderful thing to be able to satirize an old turtle that has lived for 100,000 years.
King Wenlong stared at the old turtle with disdain.
"Is it worthy to recognize the Dragon Palace and the Dragon Gate?"
King Wenlong smiled slightly.
"I just discovered that the old turtle actually activated the Baxia bloodline in his body, and I thought he had some back-ups.
The bloodline of any of the nine sons of the Dragon has great power in this Dragon Palace.
It can even mobilize some extremely powerful restrictions.
There are some restrictions and even powers far beyond this world.
I was still wary of this."
King Wenlong paused for a moment, sighed, and looked at the old turtle with a look of hatred on his face.
"It's just that I never expected that there was a treasure mountain here, but this old turtle would be so stupid as to take away only one stone.
If I had known this, there would be no need for me to run away and hide, and just kill this old turtle, that's all.
In this way, I am afraid that now, this Dragon Palace and Dragon Gate are mine.
But now, it’s not too late.”
King Wenlong drew a circle in the void with his right hand.
The circle emits light, like a bracelet that emits light, it is very beautiful.
He waved his hand casually, and the circle fell towards the old turtle.
The old turtle's expression changed drastically.
"Dragon Circle! This is a forbidden technique specially used to drain blood. You actually want to drain my bloodline?"
Whoosh!
As soon as the old turtle moved, his life energy began to burn in an instant, stimulating his own potential!
His speed suddenly exploded and he flew towards the dragon gate.
At the same time, a drop of blood flew out from between his eyebrows and landed on the dragon gate.
“I use my blood to trace back to the origin!
With my blood, I can summon the soul of the underlord!
Dragon Gate, I am the master!"
Buzz!
Rays of light lit up from above the dragon gate.
The Dragon Gate, which had become dim, once again bloomed with dazzling light.
With Longmen as the center, the desert begins to turn into the sea.
In the sky, King Wenlong laughed.
"It's really ridiculous. Now, you still want to recognize the master of Longmen?
You can indeed activate the dragon gate with the power of your bloodline, but if you do this, the bloodline belonging to the underlord in your body will be gone.
Without the Baxia bloodline, you and the real dragon will have no relationship at all.
An ordinary old turtle, how can you recognize the master of Dragon Gate?
Evil Dragon Circle, restrain me!"
The evil dragon circle finally caught up with the old turtle and landed on his waist, completely binding him.