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Chapter 1471 The small realm of the Celestial Master?

Hundreds of tons of seawater condensed into thousands of sharp swords, surging to kill!

It directly collided with the 100-meter flame air dragon, and with a slight twist, it shattered into pieces and scattered into sparks.

There was still a lot of water swordsman left, and he stabbed Fenshanjun!

Hoo ho ho!

Scorching flames rose from the huge white tiger body, seeming to form a powerful circular flame field around Burning Tiger. All the water swords that were close to him were directly evaporated even though they were still far away.

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Long Aotian rose into the sky, flew into the air, and looked down at Fenshanjun, who was covered in flames on the sea. He tried to persuade him for the last time.

"Crazy Tiger, your cultivation is inherently weaker than mine. This is the sea, and you can't win! Why don't you stop and have a good talk. Why did you suddenly attack my South China Sea Dragon Palace? There may be some misunderstandings here.

,Can……"

Roar!!!

A tiger roar interrupted Long Aotian's attempt.

Fenshanjun opened his bloody mouth and spit out three white fireballs. In mid-air, three human figures appeared. One was a Taoist priest, one was a monk, and another had no information from the clothes...

But without exception, they all exude a powerful and terrifying aura!

Ah Huang's pupils suddenly narrowed.

Ghost slave!

Yes, these are the three ghost slaves of the White Tiger Demon Emperor Fenshanjun. Each of them seems to be abnormally powerful.

"Heavenly Master, Buddha, Corpse Exorcist King... Fenshan Lord, you actually killed three existences of this level? And they all became your puppets?"

Long Aotian's beautiful face showed a look of shock. He probably didn't expect Fenshan Lord to be so cruel.

And Ah Huang was even more shocked!

"This, this, this... this tigress actually killed three powerful men at the Heavenly Master level? And they were Taoists, Buddhas, and cultivators of the side sects respectively. It's so abnormal! Even if she has no consciousness, she is only 60% of what she was before her death.

Strength. It can at least double Fenshanjun’s combat power.”

Seeing the shocked look on the face of the Lord of the South China Sea Dragon Palace, Fenshanjun seemed very proud.

"How is it? Long Aotian! Although my cultivation level is not as good as yours, but with my three ghost slaves added together, we still don't know who will win."

Saying that, it also jumped into the air.

Scorching white flames burst out from the whole body, wrapping it up and turning it into a large fireball with a diameter of two feet. It was like a white sun rising in the sky!

Three Celestial Master-level ghost slaves were behind her, exuding murderous intent.

"Long Aotian, when I kill you, you can become my strongest ghost slave. I will take over the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea for you."

Fenshanjun's voice was full of confidence. She believed that with her own strength and the three Heavenly Master-level Demon Slaves, even if Long Aotian was stronger than her, she would still end up defeated.

At this time, even Ah Huang felt that the master of the South China Sea Dragon Palace was in danger!

"But... this should be a scene from a thousand or two thousand years ago, right? According to the facts in the real world, the one who was killed in the end and left with the demon emperor's bones was Fenshan Lord. It should be the man named Long Aotian

The beautiful palace mistress won? How did she win?"

Ah Huang felt incredible!

This is really one versus four! In the end, Long Aotian won? How?

Ah Huang was extremely curious and his eyes widened.

But what disappointed him was that at this level of battle, after the two sides had started to fight with real fire, the surrounding mana surged, and the surging white flames almost covered the sky, and the turbulent sea water rose into the sky, covering a radius of several kilometers.

The ocean seems to be rising!

There was a chaotic scene in front of him, and Ah Huang couldn't see anything.

As for the spiritual sense, he was trembling even more. When he released it a little, he felt excruciating pain all over his body, as if he was a small boat in a violent storm...

Facing the collision of white flames and blue sea water, facing the sky that almost turned into chaos, Ah Huang helplessly raised his middle finger and complained with tears streaming down his face.

"His uncle! You can't see this wonderful fighting style? I even took off my pants, why are you showing me this?"

It's like watching a movie or TV show and when it reaches its peak, the screen suddenly goes black. You can only hear a little sound in your ears, but you can't see the picture!

In the world of consciousness, people seem to lose their effective perception of time.

So Ah Huang didn't know how much time had passed. He suddenly heard the roar of Fenshan Lord in the chaos entangled with raging white flames and blue sea water, and his spiritual thoughts instantly spread and enveloped the surroundings.

"Long Aotian, how is it possible! You, you... have actually reached the state of three flowers gathering at the top? This is impossible!"

Fenshanjun, who has always been arrogant, cruel and violent, at this moment, his voice actually contained a hint of nervousness and fear, as well as a bit of anger and disbelief.

Long Aotian's voice was cold and arrogant: "What's impossible? Although our Nanhai Dragon Palace is not as good as Taoism, which is rising at the height of the sun, it is still an ancient sect. How can a baseless cultivator monster like you do it?

What can be compared to each other? If three flowers gather at the top, I will be the one already."

Ah Huang was confused when he heard the conversation between these two peak experts.

Three flowers gathering at the top? What kind of realm is that? I’ve never heard of it!

However, as an orthodox disciple of Longhu Mountain, Ah Huang, who is well-informed and well-read, quickly came up with a guess.

"Three Flowers Gathering at the Top... Is this a realm above Heavenly Master, or is it a different stage within the great realm of Heavenly Master? The latter is more likely! Because it doesn't seem like the name of a great realm."

"There are three major realms of Taoist practice: the mage realm, the real person realm, and the heavenly master realm! Among them, the mage realm is divided into the early, middle, and late stages. The real person realm is from one to seven real people. So it stands to reason that among the heavenly masters,

There should be different stages and distinctions between superior and inferior."

"It's just because since ancient times, those who have reached the realm of Heavenly Masters have always been rare beings among cultivators. They are as high as gods and immortals! Therefore, most people in the supernatural world only know about Heavenly Masters, but do not know the specific details of the realm of Heavenly Masters.

Divide. This three-flower gathering at the top... is probably a small realm among the heavenly masters."

It has to be said that although Ah Huang is usually careless and arrogant, his intelligence at critical moments is not much weaker than Fu Yang's.

His speculation is very close to the truth!

In any case, when Ah Huang heard Lord Fenshan angrily shout "Three flowers gather at the top", he knew why Long Aotian could win.

I'm afraid... her cultivation has reached a new level, and Fenshanjun didn't expect it at all.

"Long Aotian, even if you have three flowers gathered together, I will still give it a try! The blood feud between you and me must be avenged."

"You crazy tiger! I don't know anything at all. You are simply baffled... I have been patient enough with you, but you are pressing harder. Then there is no need for me to hold back. You will know, Sanhua

The gap between the Heavenly Master and you, the Earthly Demon Emperor." (First update)

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