The arrival of Ye Xuan is like a meteor falling into a boiling oil pan.
Huanfeng City Inside and outside, all the fighting, roaring, and roaring of magic spells suddenly stopped at this moment.
Tens of thousands of eyes all turned to the White-clothed Figure that suddenly appeared above the sky, and the Dragon Pattern Mask that covered half of his face.
The visor is dark gold in color, with nine intertwining patterns of thunder dragons engraved on the surface. The dragon's eyes are inlaid with two crystal stones that are constantly flowing with silver and purple light. Just looking at it from a distance makes people Divine Soul sting, and they dare not look at it for a long time.
"Imperial Son!!"
Xu Linfeng was startled at first, and then roared with joy, his heart trembling with excitement. "You are finally back!"
On top of the city, the Xu family and the Burning Flame Family clansmen, who were already in despair, felt as if they saw gods, and their morale instantly soared!
Outside the city, the Zhu Teng Imperial Clan army all retreated half a step, and their formation was slightly chaotic.
Zhu Qiong turned around slowly.
Those old but still sharp eyes were fixed on Ye Xuan, with a trace of surprise flashing deep in the pupils.
Half-step Heavenly Venerable's cultivation allowed him to instantly sense that the young man in white clothes in front of him did not have the aura of Xuan Zun at his peak.
But it happened that such a "mere Xuanzun" gave him a dangerous intuition like a ray of light on his back!
What concerned him even more was the two women behind him.
The woman in green is as gentle as a fairy, with the pure and majestic principles of life flowing around her;
The woman in the purple skirt is ethereal and ethereal, with ripples in the space between her hands and feet.
Although both of them are only in the late stage of earthly cultivation, their bloodline levels are so high that even the elder of the Ancient Emperor clan is faintly palpitating!
"Who... are you?"
Zhu Qiong suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and his voice was hoarse like sand and gravel:
"Why did you interfere with my Zhu Teng Imperial Clan and Huanzhou affairs?"
Ye Xuan stood in the air, and a calm voice came from under the mask:
"You don't deserve to know."
Zhu Qiong's face suddenly turned red!
He has lived for nearly 100,000 years, and has experienced ancient wars, divine abyss seals, and awakenings from troubled times... Even if his cultivation is no longer at its peak, as the third elder of the Zhu Teng Imperial Clan, the former Nine Calamities Heavenly Venerable, how could he ever be so scorned by others?!
"Arrogant young man!!"
In a rage, Zhu Qiong no longer had any intention of testing, and grabbed it with his skinny hand:
"Die for me!"
Boom!
The nine main trunks of the 50,000-foot Crimson Sky Blood Vine Dharma Image behind him moved in unison, tearing apart the sky like nine world-destroying blood dragons, carrying the overwhelming pressure of Half-step Heavenly Venerable, and strangled the three of Ye Xuan!
The vine shadow has not yet arrived, but the murderous intention has already frozen in the void for hundreds of miles!
Everyone at the top of the city became distraught. If this blow fell in the city, the entire Huanfeng City would probably be razed to the ground!
However, Ye Xuan just chuckled.
Under the visor, those eyes suddenly brightened with lightning!
"Third Seal"
He raised his palm and held it with his five fingers:
"Zhenshi!"
Buzz!!
Between heaven and earth, a golden palm print covering thirty thousand feet suddenly appeared!
Nine dragons are coiled above the palm print, each dragon shadow is lifelike, and thunder light splashes when the dragon eyes open and close!
Wherever the edge of the palm passes, the space cracks like glass, revealing the dark dimensional turbulence behind it!
This seal is exactly the perfect form of Nine Dragon Sky Prison Seal Third Seal!
Control the heavens with your palm!
"Broken."
Speak out one word softly.
The golden palm print collided with the nine blood vines!
Click!!
The ear-piercing cracking sound was like thousands of thunders exploding, causing the eardrums of tens of thousands of monks below to bleed!
Under everyone's horrified gaze, the nine blood vine trunks, which were enough to crush the peak Earth Master, broke, shattered, and were annihilated at the moment they touched the golden palm print!
"What?!"
Zhu Qiong's pupils shrank to the tip of a needle and he exclaimed!
He burned the dharma image of his life activated by Half-step Heavenly Venerable cultivation, but it was smashed to pieces by the other party's palm?!
"Who the hell are you?!"
In a state of shock and anger, Zhu Qiong could no longer hold back, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of heart essence and blood into his palm.
"Emperor Blood Burning Soul·Manto Ruins of Return!!"
The essence and blood merged into the void, and the fragments of the broken blood vines regrouped and turned into a sea of blood vines covering a radius of 100,000 feet!
Every vine in the sea of vines is burning with red flames, and a ferocious face appears in the flames, emitting a shrill scream!
This is the Zhu Teng Imperial Clan forbidden technique, which burns the origin of Emperor Blood in exchange for short-term quasi-Tianzun-level combat power!
The sea of vines churned and engulfed Ye Xuan!
"Death struggle."
Ye Xuan The voice under the mask is still calm.
Behind him, Emperor Character Secret Venerable Ring suddenly appeared, spinning crazily!
Sea of Qi Deep down, the seven emperor thunders and the silver purple thunder dragon phantom boiled at the same time, turning into a vast thunder wave and pouring into the palm print!
"Town!"
The pressure of the golden palm print increased again, the nine dragons in the palm roared together, and the dragon's roar shook the sky!
The palm print is like a mountain collapsing, pressing into the sea of bloody vines!
Tsk tsk tsk!!
The sea of vines touches the palm print and evaporates at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"No!"
Zhu Qiong's eyes were about to burst, and he frantically activated his remaining cultivation, trying to break away from the suppression of the palm print.
But everything is in vain.
The palm print crushed the sea of vines, and the power remained unabated as it slapped him hard on the body!
Boom!
Half-step Heavenly Venerable's body shattered like porcelain inch by inch under this palm!
The flesh and blood exploded, the bones turned into powder, and even the Heavenly Lord Dao Foundation, who had accumulated tens of thousands of years of cultivation, turned into nothingness as the thunder dragon entangled him!
Zhu Qiong's last unwilling roar ended abruptly as the palm prints were completely closed.
There are no bones left, and the soul is scattered.
Between heaven and earth, the only thing left was the slowly dissipating golden palm print and the bloody dust falling all over the sky.
Dead silence.
Huanfeng City Outside the inner city, tens of thousands of monks were stunned.
One move...
With just one move, he crushed the third elder Zhu Teng Imperial Clan who was burning Emperor Blood and whose combat power was comparable to that of the early Tianzun?!
"Kill!"
Chu Wan'er's clear drink broke the silence.
She and Xu Linglong turned into two streaks of blue and purple light and took the lead in attacking the enemy!
The three monsters Tian Yan, Little Dragon, and Jin Gang came out like fierce tigers, and the Sky-Slaying Ant group turned into Scarlet Storm that blocked the sky and the sun, sweeping the battlefield!
"Open the formation and kill the enemy!!"
Xu Linfeng and Lie Wuhui woke up from a dream, roared and led the monks in the city to rush out of the barrier!
The army was defeated like a mountain.
Without the Zhu Qiong Half-step Heavenly Venerable in command, the morale of the Zhu Teng Imperial Clan army completely collapsed.
In front of them, Ye Xuan was like a demon hanging in the air, threatening them like a demon. Behind them, Chu Wan'er and others were pierced by sharp swords. On the flanks, Huanfeng City's defenders counterattacked. In just a moment, tens of thousands of elites were killed!
The sky is stained with blood, and corpses litter the fields.
Huanfeng City outside, turned into Shura purgatory.
Inside the main hall, the lights are brightly lit.
Xu Linfeng, Lie Wuhui and other high-level officials gathered together, their faces still stained with blood, but their eyes were full of excitement and awe of the aftermath of the disaster.
"Imperial Son... When you return this time, your cultivation progress is just... amazing!"
Xu Linfeng's voice was still trembling, but his eyes couldn't help but drift towards the Dragon Pattern Mask look on Ye Xuan's face.
He was confused, why did Imperial Son cover up his appearance?
Could it be that... the identity has been exposed?
Ye Xuan seemed to understand what he was thinking, and said calmly, "The face armor is the secret treasure of the ancient sect. It can conceal the secrets of the sky and temporarily evade certain ears and eyes."
Xu Linfeng was stunned and did not dare to ask any more questions, so he asked instead, "Imperial Son came back this time for the sake of 'True Dragon Competition'?"
Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed. "You already know?"
"More than just knowing."
Xu Linfeng smiled bitterly, took out a roll of Jade Slip that exuded a faint golden glow, and offered it with both hands:
"Three days ago, Northern Region's top powers from all continents received this item!"
"True Dragon Ranking."
Ye Xuan takes over Jade Slip, Divine Sense dips.
On the list, there are fifty-seven names listed, and after each name are marked the imperial clan to which they belong, their cultivation level, and even some of their achievements.
Top of the list: Ao Jingyu, Blazing Dragon Imperial Clan, Imperial Son, and the second Jie Tian. He once fought three Tianzuns alone in the Beiming Sea in their early stages and killed them all with three moves.
Second place on the list: Gu Zhantian, War Imperial Clan Imperial Son, First Tribulation Heavenly Venerable Peak. The physical body became a saint, and he used his fist seal to smash the Half-step Heavenly Venerable-level sect-protecting formation.
Exploring flowers: Su Bingyan, Cold Nether Imperial Clan Imperial Daughter, First Tribulation Heavenly Venerable. Xuan Ming Emperor Blood is perfect, frozen for three thousand miles, killing the same level Tianzun.
Ye Xuan's eyes moved all the way down.
The fifth, tenth, thirtieth...
Until the last one.
There is no "Ye Xuan".
There is no "Chu Wan'er".
Not even "Xu Linglong".
It was as if the three of them did not exist in this world at all.
"What a True Dragon Ranking."
Ye Xuan put away Jade Slip, his voice was calm, but his eyes under the mask were as cold as black ice.
"Who is the 'Heavenly Messenger' who presides over this list...?"
Xu Linfeng looked stern, looked around, waved his hand and retreated to the left and right.
When only Ye Xuan, Chu Wan'er, and Xu Linglong were left in the hall, he lowered his voice and said word by word:
"The messenger... comes from the Grand Void Palace."
"And the current master of the Grand Void Palace is the second son of Heavenly Emperor!"
"Ye Xun."
He paused, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was difficult:
"His Highness Ye Xun, three years ago... was recommended by all the elders in heaven to take charge of Young Emperor's Seal."
"Today's Ye Clan... the position of Young Emperor!"
"Returned to Ye Xun."
Snap.
The tea cup in Chu Wan'er's hand fell to the ground and shattered.
Her pretty face turned pale, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Xu Linfeng in disbelief, her voice trembling:
"You said... what?!"
"The position of Young Emperor... was taken away by Ye Xun...?!"
Xu Linglong's delicate body was also shaken violently, and she subconsciously covered her red lips.
Only Ye Xuan.
He sat quietly on the main seat, his face covered with armor, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
Only those eyes that looked through the dragon's eye spar, the lightning was restrained at this moment, turning into a bottomless sea.
The dark cold abyss.
The palace was as silent as a tomb.
The setting sun outside the window was like blood, reflecting the pale faces of everyone in the hall.
A long time.
Ye Xuan stood up slowly.
He walked to the door of the palace, looked up at the sky stained red by war and blood, and his voice was so calm that it made your heart palpitate.
"Ye Xun..."
"My good brother."
"In this position of Young Emperor... are you still sitting comfortably?"
The moment the words fell, the temperature of the entire hall plummeted to freezing point.
Suddenly there was a Startling Thunder explosion outside the window, dark clouds covered the sun, and the sky and the earth were dark.
It seems like there is a storm sweeping Three Thousand Dao Provinces.
Coming soon!