The black dragon chariot slowly drove into the Holy Land of Shenxiao.
The chariot is in the shape of a rectangle, with mysterious formations engraved on all four sides.
There was a faint pattern of a golden crow flying into the sky, exuding a fierce aura.
What’s even more extraordinary is that this golden chariot is pulled by six black dragons.
The cultivation level of each dragon is extremely terrifying, enough to compete with the human race’s Nascent Soul stage masters.
The two leading black dragons even grew a second horn on their heads, making them real black dragons!
Their dragon bloodline talents are far stronger than those of the other four dragons.
And his cultivation is comparable to the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage!
Six black people pulling the cart!
Such a grand display is truly extraordinary, and even the Heavenly Lord of the Holy Land would find it almost impossible to possess it.
At this time, there were two people standing on the chariot, one of whom was Qi Shaoxuan, the Holy Son of Zifu, who was wearing black dragon armor and holding a Fang Tianlong Halberd.
The other one was a young boy who looked only five or six years old.
The little boy is so adorable, his chubby face makes people want to touch him.
It is worth mentioning that on the top of this little boy’s head, there is a pair of tender black dragon horns.
The little horn exuded a rich black luster, faintly releasing the majesty of a superior, which made people tremble involuntarily.
No one dared to look down on the little boy just because he looked young, because in some ways, his status was more superior than Qi Shaoxuan's.
Because he is Ao Wu, the seventh prince of the Black Dragon Island in the North Sea.
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Even though Ao Wu is only the seventh Dragon Prince of the North Sea, it does not seem that his status is as high as that of the Holy Son of the Holy Land.
The fact is just the opposite. The inheritance rules of the demon race are completely different from those of the human race. They do not choose a holy son every hundred years.
The more powerful the bloodline talent and the more amazing the cultivation of the demon race, the more difficult it is to give birth to offspring. Sometimes it may take hundreds of years to give birth to a son.
Ao Wu's father is the current Black Dragon King of Black Dragon Island, and his cultivation is definitely among the top strongest in the entire Five Realms.
It worked hard for five thousand years, but only gave birth to seven offspring, of which Ao Wu was the youngest.
It is definitely a well-deserved old age~
Moreover, among the seven descendants of the contemporary Black Dragon King, Ao Wu possesses the purest eighth-grade black dragon bloodline and has an astonishing talent.
Looking at all the dragon geniuses on the Black Dragon Island in the North Sea over the past ten thousand years, Ao Wu's bloodline talent can be ranked among the top five, and when he reaches adulthood, he will be at the peak of the Heavenly Venerate.
If he practices with a little effort, the sainthood will be within Ao Wu's reach, and his combat potential will far exceed that of an ordinary saint.
Add a little water and say that he has the appearance of a Dragon Emperor!
It can be said that in the entire Five Realms, Prince Ao Wu of the Dragon Seventh Prince is considered to be a leader among the geniuses of his generation.
To be honest, his talent, status and background are no less than Qi Shaoxuan's.
If compared with the backstage, he is even tougher than Qi Shaoxuan!
Apart from anything else, if anyone dared to bully Ao Wu, the Black Dragon King of the North Sea would not even need to take action. His six brothers and sisters alone would be able to beat the other person so hard that he would doubt his life.
After all, as the rulers of the North Sea, the strength of the Black Dragon clan is well known. Among the four princes and three princesses, there is more than one saint.
Ao Wu, as the apple of his brothers and sisters' eyes, asked his brothers and sisters to help him in a fight with just a word.
Even Qi Shaoxuan's black dragon chariot was given to Ao Wu by Prince Long.
It’s just that Ao Wu is usually too lazy to go out, so he lent it to Qi Shaoxuan.
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Although Qi Shaoxuan had amazing luck, the greatest opportunity he had encountered in the past twenty years was not obtaining the "Immortal Nirvana Emperor Sutra" from the spiritual ore.
Instead, when he was a child, he followed his master to the North Sea to look for elixirs. By chance, he met Ao Wu, the seventh prince of the Dragon King, and they became good friends.
Since the two signed the "Dragon God Contract", Qi Shaoxuan has received strong support from Black Dragon Island, and the benefits are self-evident.
If not for this, even though Qi Shaoxuan had amazing talent, it would not have been so easy for him to condense the Tenth Revolution Golden Elixir.
At the very least, it will take several more years of polishing and settling down in the Jindan stage before success can be achieved.
After all, the foundation of the Purple Mansion Holy Land alone is still not enough.
"Brother Shaoxuan, the young geniuses in your Eastern Wasteland are all so weak! Aren't there any stronger ones?"
On the Black Dragon Chariot, the Seventh Dragon Prince Ao Wu stretched out his body and said in boredom, "It's so boring to watch you beat them up."
Although Ao Wu looks only five or six years old, that is because the dragon race grows slower than humans. In fact, it is not younger than Qi Shaoxuan.
If the time spent incubating in the eggshell is taken into account, Ao Wu is even much bigger than Qi Shaoxuan.
Of course, the mental development of the dragon race is slower than that of humans, so Ao Wu is the one who is taken care of when getting along with Qi Shaoxuan.
Qi Shaoxuan touched Ao Wu's head and said with a smile: "There really isn't a single genius in this generation of Eastern Wasteland who can fight. Only the monk Kuduo can block twelve of my moves."
"After I defeat the Four Heroes of Shenxiao today, I can move on to Zhongzhou. It is said that many amazing people have emerged in Zhongzhou this generation."
"I hope they can bring some pressure and fun to Qi, and not make him too weak."
Holding the Fang Tianlong Halberd, Qi Shaoxuan's face was filled with absolute confidence.
He could feel the attention of spiritual consciousness in the surrounding void and enjoyed this feeling.
"I have already taken shape of my invincibility. Today I will fight four people alone to prove my invincibility. Where are Shen Tian, ​​Fang Chang, Zhang Yunting, and Zhang Yunxi?"
With a loud shout, Qi Shaoxuan urged the Black Dragon Chariot and rumbled towards the Shenxiao Holy Son Peak.
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On the other side, Fang Chang, Zhang Yunting and Zhang Yunxi had been sitting cross-legged at the foot of the Holy Son Peak for several days.
When Fang Chang received Qi Shaoxuan's declaration of war three days ago, his temper exploded and he was ready to stab Qi Shaoxuan to death with the Red Flame Dragon Spear.
Fortunately, Zhang Yunting pulled him back and prevented him from being killed.
Zhang Yunting knew very well how much the combat power would be boosted with each upgrade after the seventh transformation of the golden elixir.
Today, Fang Chang is the only one among the three heroes of Shenxiao who has reached the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm, which is enough to suppress Zhang Yunting and Zhang Yunxi.
Even if the brother and sister joined forces, they could only tie with Fang Chang, with a slight advantage.
The Tenth Turn of the Golden Elixir is a realm beyond the limit. Facing Qi Shaoxuan who possesses the Tenth Turn of the Golden Elixir, one must never take it lightly.
The Holy Son Shen Tian is currently in seclusion, and the dignity of the Holy Land cannot be humiliated. Even if there is a bloody battle, Qi Shaoxuan must not be allowed to gain power by trampling over the Holy Land.
Over the past few days, the three of them have been sitting cross-legged at the foot of the Holy Son Peak, practicing the combined attack method, while at the same time working hard to practice the forbidden technique of "Turning Disaster into Disaster".
At this time, the three of them had stored enough Hunyuan Divine Thunder in their bodies, although they were all disposable consumables.
But it is definitely more than enough to support three people to complete a battle without any pressure.
At this moment, feeling the pressure from the powerful man getting closer and closer, the fighting spirit in the three people was boiling.
Here we come!
"Where are Shen Tian, ​​Fang Chang, Zhang Yunting, and Zhang Yunxi!"
With powerful words and invincible dominance, the young man in black dragon armor stood proudly on the chariot.
He looked down at the three men and women at the foot of the Holy Son Peak, a sneer appeared on his face, and he suddenly jumped off the chariot and rushed over.
"Only the three of you? Where's Shen Tian? Isn't he afraid of being suppressed and dare not come out?"
Qi Shaoxuan's aggressive words made Fang Chang's eyes burst with anger.
"Qi Shaoxuan, are you worthy enough to challenge our Saint Son? If you want to challenge the Saint Son, you must get past me first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Red Flame Dragon Spear in Fang Chang's hand seemed to come back to life, spewing out flames that turned into a several-foot-long fire dragon that surrounded Fang Chang.
Behind Fang Chang, the phantoms of the Qilin and the Vermillion Bird were more solid than ever before, flashing with brilliant thunder.
In addition to these two visions, one can also faintly see the Azure Dragon, White Tiger and Black Tortoise, but they are relatively dim.
This is because after Fang Chang refined the Hunyuan Divine Thunder, his understanding of the Jiamu Azure Dragon Divine Thunder and the Gengjin White Tiger Divine Thunder also rose to a new level.
In addition, Fang Chang, Zhang Yunting and Zhang Yunxi have been practicing a combined attack formation over the past three days, and have also been exchanging their experiences with thunder magic with each other.
Therefore, the three of them have made significant improvements in their attainments in thunder magic.
Earth produces metal, metal produces water, water produces wood, wood produces fire, and fire produces earth, in a cycle.
Although he spoke with disdain towards Qi Shaoxuan, Fang Chang's body was very honest... and very cautious.
He could feel the strong pressure emanating from Qi Shaoxuan; this man's strength was definitely not inferior to his.
As soon as he made a move, he seemed to have unleashed all his strength without holding back at all.
…
The dazzling Hunyuan Divine Thunder covered Fang Chang's entire body, as if he was wearing a suit of golden armor.
With the blessing of Hunyuan Divine Thunder, his speed and attack power were greatly enhanced, and his attacks even had a strong paralyzing effect.
With every thrust of the spear, the red flaming dragon was accompanied by pure golden thunder, and its power was extremely overwhelming.
"Oh, Brother Shaoxuan met a very strong opponent this time."
On the Black Dragon Chariot, the Black Dragon boy swiftly took out a stool and a handful of melon seeds from his storage ring.
He rested his head on the edge of the chariot, eating melon seeds and watching the fight with great interest: "I wonder how many moves Shao Xuan can withstand."
Ao Wu is not alone.
At this time, there were countless people who were paying attention to the battle between Fang Chang and Qi Shaoxuan, both openly and secretly.
Many of them have placed heavy bets. The battle between Fang Chang and Qi Shaoxuan directly determines whether they will eat meat or vegetarian food for the next period of time.
“Son of the Purple Mansion, beat him up! Before they join forces, knock one down first, then it will be easier to beat the rest!”
"Fang Chang really pissed me off. They said they were going to fight four people at once, why did you rush forward? Do you want to show that you can take a beating?"
"Why hasn't the Divine Sky Saint appeared yet? Could it be that he is really afraid of the Purple Mansion Saint's reputation and plans to hide behind the Three Heroes of the Divine Sky and not take any action?"
"Look, look, the Purple Mansion Saint has taken action! Damn, it's the forbidden chapter of the Purple Mansion Emperor's Scripture, 'Purple Air Flows from the East for 30,000 Miles', and the Purple Mansion Saint has actually mastered it!"
"The Divine Sky Holy Land is probably doomed this time."
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Fang Chang always went all out when he attacked, which made Qi Shaoxuan feel a little pressure for the first time.
Therefore, when facing Fang Chang, he did not act perfunctorily like he did with other saints, but really began to go all out.
But there was endless purple air surging behind him, which made him look unparalleled in power and made his black dragon armor look even more handsome.
Although it is far from as exaggerated as thirty thousand miles, thirty thousand feet is still extremely spectacular.
Being strong is a temporary matter, but being handsome is a lifelong matter.
You have to win, and win beautifully!
Boom!
The Red Flame Dragon Spear and the Fang Tian Dragon Halberd collided heavily, and the red dragon and the black dragon collided in the void.
In an instant, the void where the spears and halberds collided collapsed, forming one space crack after another, which was shocking to see.
The golden thunder and the purple air coming from the east each occupied half of the sky. The mighty divine power spread out, causing countless Nascent Soul stage masters to tremble in secret.
This... is this really the combat power that can be exerted by the Jindan stage?
If they went up, they would probably be killed instantly.
Young people nowadays are so scary!
Feeling the golden thunder spreading from the Fang Tianlong Halberd, and the numb feeling that continued to spread to various parts of his body, Qi Shaoxuan showed a satisfied smile on his face.
"To be honest, Fang Chang, you gave Qi a surprise."
"You, who are ranked third on the Golden Core Ranking, are actually stronger than Monk Kuduo, who is ranked second."
"That's good. You are no weaker than me when I was at the ninth level of the Golden Core. But this is not enough. It is far from enough."
"Let Zhang Yunting and Zhang Yunxi come together! Qi has been invincible for too long. I hope that the three of you can bring some pressure to me when you join forces."
After saying this, purple air suddenly exploded behind Qi Shaoxuan.
Fang Tianlong's halberd shattered the void and swept Fang Chang out directly, and the red dragon spear energy exploded instantly.
"Eight Desolate Dragon Halberds——Dragon Cloud Heaven Shaking Strike!!!"
Qi Shaoxuan shouted loudly, and the Fang Tian Dragon Halberd in his hand turned into endless halberd shadows. As the dragon halberd in his hand danced, the ten thousand feet of purple air began to condense and compress rapidly.
Soon, the ten thousand feet of purple air condensed into a hundred feet long purple dragon. Every scale was lifelike and exuded a strong dragon power.
Although its size had shrunk by hundreds of times, the pressure emanating from the dragon was now even greater than before.
Oh~
The dragon's roar shook the sky. Qi Shaoxuan leaped up and merged with the purple dragon, then attacked Fang Chang relentlessly.
One move
Two tricks
Three tricks
…
Seven Tips
Eight Tips
The huge dragon formed a sharp contrast with Fang Chang. Every strike of the dragon's claws made Fang Chang's mouth tremble violently.
Drops of light golden blood dripped from Fang Chang's palm.
Boom~!!!
The dragon claw pressed against the Red Flame Dragon Spear and smashed Fang Chang directly to the ground, instantly stirring up countless smoke and dust.
"Big Brother!"
There was worry in Zhang Yunting's eyes. According to the original plan of the three, Fang Chang and Qi Shaoxuan would fight first to test the waters.
If Fang Chang is really unable to match Qi Shaoxuan, Zhang Yunting and Zhang Yunxi can come to his aid, which can also buy Shen Tian more time.
However, they did not expect that Fang Chang's strength completely aroused Qi Shaoxuan's fighting spirit.
Now they haven't even lasted ten moves, and they are still waiting and watching, but Qi Shaoxuan has already become completely serious.
As everyone knows, Purple Air Coming Thirty Thousand Miles from the East is the forbidden killing move of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, and the Eight Desolate Dragon Halberd is an astonishing fighting skill from the Black Dragon Island in the North Sea.
No one could have imagined that Qi Shaoxuan had such talent and could combine the two great imperial classics' combat methods so perfectly.
As expected of him, he is the Holy Son of Purple Mansion. He is indeed very troublesome!
Qi Shaoxuan stood with his hands behind his back on top of the purple dragon, like an immortal king descending to the earth, fascinated by countless people.
He sighed and said, "I admit that you are very strong. If Qi had not been born in this era, the Eastern Wasteland Prodigy would have respected you."
"It's a pity that this level of strength is far from enough to fight Qi. Zhang Yunting and Zhang Yunxi, what are you waiting for?"
"Son of the Divine Sky is afraid of death and hides his head and shows his tail, that's fine. As long as the three of you can hold out against me for a hundred moves, I will lose. How do you think?"
At this moment, Qi Shaoxuan was arrogant and overbearing, yet brilliant and invincible in his time.
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"Yun Xi, we can't wait any longer. You stand on the left and I stand on the right, supporting our senior brother."
A green ancient sword suddenly flew out from the guqin behind Zhang Yunting, and the sword light was as bright as autumn water.
He looked at the smoke filled with purple and golden light, with a worried look on his face: "I hope Senior Brother is okay."
If Fang Chang has been seriously injured and has lost his combat effectiveness, this battle will be troublesome.
"No need to intervene, Fang is not defeated yet!"
From the bottom of the hundred-foot-tall purple dragon came Fang Chang’s low voice.
Immediately afterwards, the dragon claw that was originally pressed down tightly was actually pushed up.
A figure surrounded by golden thunder reappeared in front of everyone, and his momentum was infinitely rising.
"Afraid of death? Hiding your head and showing your tail? Are you worthy of insulting the reputation of our Saint Son?"
Fang Chang's sneer resounded between heaven and earth: "The reason why our Saint Son does not appear is simply because you are not yet qualified to challenge him."
"You're the best golden elixir in the East Desert, or you're a great emperor. You're nothing but this. Let me show you how I can defeat you today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Chang took a step forward, his burly body growing taller in the wind: "The true form of the giant spirit!"
Boom~!!!
The hundred-foot purple dragon was knocked flying, and Fang Chang stood up again.
His originally eight-foot-tall body suddenly swelled up, and rays of primordial lightning gushed out of Fang Chang's body crazily, condensing into a giant golden-armored war god that was more than twenty feet tall.
He slowly stretched out his right hand, and endless thunder swirled around the Scarlet Flame Dragon Spear, condensing into a dragon spear that was more than ten feet long.
At this moment, Fang Chang's momentum increased by more than twice compared to before.
His eyes shot straight at Qi Shaoxuan: "Our sect's holy son passed the War God Tower and was praised by the tower spirit as the most gifted, talented, and powerful person in the past ten thousand years."
"The Saint Son's talent is unprecedented, even better than that of the young Emperor Huangshi. Are you, Qi Shaoxuan, qualified to fight him?"
"Today, I will let you see the supreme fighting method that Fang learned from the God of War Tower!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Chang swung the dragon spear in his hand and rushed towards Qi Shaoxuan. Wherever the golden thunder passed, the void shattered.
He almost completely gave up on the defensive, and didn't care about the consumption of mana and Hunyuan Thunder at all, as if he was fighting for his life.
For a moment, he was evenly matched with the hundred-foot-long purple dragon, and was not at a disadvantage at all.
Looking at Fang Chang's angry look, Zhang Yunting felt a little jealous for a moment.
He poked Zhang Yunxi's shoulder and said, "Hey, Yunxi, father wants to marry you to Junior Brother Shen Tian, ​​right?"
Zhang Yunxi said indifferently: "What do you want to ask?"
Zhang Yunting said helplessly: "I'm just curious. Didn't Senior Brother always disobey the Holy Son before? Why is he so fanatically worshipping the Holy Son now?"
"Qi Shaoxuan slandered the Holy Son, and you haven't even lost your temper yet, but why did Senior Brother explode with anger first?"
"Who among you is the Saint Son's Taoist companion?"
Zhang Yunxi's expression remained indifferent: "Junior brother saved my life. Although the elder brother is not good-looking, he is not a person who repays kindness with enmity."
"As for getting mad?" Zhang Yunxi took out a crystal and handed it to Zhang Yunting. "I have used the recording crystal to record everything Qi Shaoxuan said. I will give it to my junior brother when he comes out of retreat."
"No matter how arrogant Qi Shaoxuan is now, he will be beaten badly when Junior Brother comes out of seclusion."
Zhang Yunting took the crystal and nodded, saying, "Yunxi, you are much calmer now than before, very good. But why did you give me the crystal?"
The water vapor in the void condensed into frost flowers and fell down. Zhang Yunxi slowly walked towards the battlefield: "Because I want to fight now."
Endless Hunyuan thunder condensed on Zhang Yunxi's body surface, and a thunder white tiger more than ten feet tall appeared.
It was surrounded by golden Hunyuan thunder, and the murderous aura caused the water vapor within a radius of hundreds of feet to begin to condense into ice and frost, and there was a murderous atmosphere between heaven and earth.
How dare you scold your junior fellow apprentice? You are courting death!!!
Oh~
With the roar of a white tiger, heaven and earth fell silent.
In the battle circle, the giant transformed by Fang Chang shot the dragon back with one shot.
He felt Zhang Yunxi approaching the battlefield and snorted, "This is a man's battlefield, Junior Sister, step back ."
The Thunder White Tiger glanced at Fang Chang with an indifferent look, and said in a cold female voice without any emotion: "I didn't hear it clearly, say it again."
The giant spirit's true body shuddered and retracted its head reflexively: "Ahem, Junior Sister, I... I mean men on the left and women on the right, beat him up!"
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The five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining, and all the skills of the Shenxiao Holy Land are based on the five elements of divine thunder.
Although Zhang Yunxi's cultivation was only at the peak of the eighth level and had not yet reached the ninth level, he was slightly inferior to Fang Chang.
But Fang Chang's main practice is the dual-attribute thunder method of fire and earth. Fire produces earth, and earth produces gold. If Zhang Yunxi joins forces with him, their combat power will be greatly increased.
Coupled with the rage he was suppressing towards Qi Shaoxuan in his heart, Zhang Yunxi's fighting power was extremely high at this moment.
The two of them working together were unstoppable and completely suppressed Qi Shaoxuan's Purple Qi Dragon.
Qi Shaoxuan felt a lot of pressure and felt a little aggrieved.
He couldn't understand why everything was fine at the beginning, but he mocked Shen Tian and ended up causing Fang Chang and Zhang Yunxi to explode instantly.
The combat power of each of these two people has surpassed that of Kuduo Fozi, who is ranked second on the Jindan List.
At this time, they joined forces with all their strength and acted as if they were risking their lives, which made Qi Shaoxuan feel a little nervous.
The aggressive ones are afraid of the stupid ones, and the stupid ones are afraid of the desperate ones. The fight between these two is too fierce.
Speaking of which, it’s not that serious!
Qi, I didn't dig up your ancestral graves, why are you so angry just because of a small argument?
However, no matter how aggrieved he felt, as the most prestigious saint, he could not stop talking nonsense even if the fight was difficult.
"Great, great, great! I didn't expect that the fighting power of the Holy Lady of Divine Sky would even exceed Qi's expectations."
"Qi's blood hasn't been this boiling for a long time. Can it be any stronger?"
"If that's all, it's not enough, far from enough!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Shaoxuan secretly burned the vast amount of magic power in his body, and the purple dragon's claws grew rapidly, directly slapping Fang Chang and Zhang Yunxi away.
It seems that the power is unparalleled.
Unfortunately, this outburst was meaningless because the mana he consumed was completely disproportionate to the results achieved.
But when you talk nonsense you must also show off, this is a combo you must master to stand out.
Didn’t you see that the people around you who were watching the show had stars in their eyes?
As long as he can stabilize the situation and try hard to defeat Fang Chang and Zhang Yunxi, he will surely become famous throughout the Eastern Wilderness.
Of course, Qi Shaoxuan had wisely given up the original plan of "one against four", as the enemy was more difficult than he had imagined.
Not to mention fighting one against four, he now only prayed that the remaining Zhang Yunting would have a little shame and not join in the fun.
Although a one-on-two fight is not as effective as a one-on-three fight, the prerequisite is that you have to win.
If Qi Shaoxuan wins a one-on-two fight, he can show off in any way he wants.
And judging from the current situation, as long as Fang Chang can hold on until he is exhausted, he will almost certainly win.
But if Qi Shaoxuan originally issued a challenge to fight one against four, he would end up fighting one against three and was quickly suppressed.
That would be a huge loss of face.
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After all, he is the biological son of the Holy Lord Shenxiao. Now that they are obviously evenly matched, Zhang Yunting should not be so shameless!
While Qi Shaoxuan was trying his best to resist the violent Fang Chang and Zhang Yunxi, he glanced at Zhang Yunting out of the corner of his eye.
However, he found that he was wrong. His master was right. The people of the Zhang family were really shameless.
But Zhang Yunting slowly took a step forward, his face full of admiration.
"The Saint of Purple Mansion is indeed extremely powerful. Zhang is willing to play a piece of music for him to cheer him up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yunting slowly sat down at the foot of Shengzi Peak, placed the guqin across his knees and began to play.
The sonorous and powerful sound of the piano rang out at the foot of the Holy Son Peak, like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix, and like the clash of thousands of troops.
As the sound of the piano rang out, a tide of spiritual energy suddenly surged in the void.
Waves of Jiamu thunder aura invisible to the naked eye swarmed towards the battle circle and blessed Fang Chang.
Originally, Fang often used his ultimate move to unleash the giant spirit's true form. Although the combat power was doubled, which put Qi Shaoxuan under great pressure, everyone knew that this ultimate move would not last long.
Generally speaking, five seconds of being a real man is a bit exaggerated, but at most you will be exhausted within three minutes.
As long as he can wait until Fang Chang's magic power is exhausted, he will be sure to win.
But Qi Shaoxuan never expected that Zhang Yunting would be so shameless.
He actually used piano music to cast a spell to buff Fang Chang and Zhang Yunxi, which not only restored health and mana but also increased attack and defense.
You might as well just join the battle!
At least then people would think Qi was fighting one against three, not one against two.
As for the fact that people with discerning eyes can see that Zhang Yunting is adding support? So what? Expect public opinion to make sense?
Haha, don’t forget that during this period of time Qi Shaoxuan swept through all the major holy places in the Eastern Wilderness and did not spare any face when he beat the four geniuses.
Now seeing that Qi Shaoxuan was humiliated, those holy places would definitely not be polite if given the chance.
Titles like 'The Purple Mansion Saint boasted that he could take on four alone, but was killed by two people working together' and 'The Purple Mansion Saint has already been defeated before the Divine Sky Saint has even appeared' were probably already drafted.
Listening to the sonorous and powerful piano music, the corners of Qi Shaoxuan's mouth kept twitching. How could this old bitch play such passionate and exciting piano music?
People outside say that Second Senior Brother Zhang Yunting of Shenxiao is elegant and easy-going, and is a true modest gentleman. I, Qi, really believed you!
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Seeing the Purple Dragon being torn apart by the dragon spear and tiger claws, the dragon and tiger fighting and being stabbed by the giant, it was a horrible sight.
Qi Shaoxuan's face turned pale, and he looked towards the Black Dragon Chariot: "Xiao Wu, help me."
The boy with dragon horns covered his mouth and laughed: "Brother Shaoxuan, your face seems to be swollen!"
He had just finished saying 'There's no one in the Eastern Wasteland who can fight, I have to fight four alone', but he was pinned to the ground by the two heroes of Shenxiao.
If Qi Shaoxuan hadn't been so pretentious before, it could be considered an honorable defeat, but it was a pity that he talked too much nonsense.
He kept claiming that he could fight four people alone, but in the end his attempt to show off failed.
This time the car rollover was quite severe.
Listening to Ao Wu's teasing, Qi Shaoxuan became angry and said, "The dried fish for dinner is gone."
Awooo~
On the black dragon chariot, the young man with dragon horns transformed himself.
A black dragon about ten meters long came roaring, and its momentum was not much weaker than Fang Chang's.
More importantly, when Qi Shaoxuan stood on top of the black dragon, the auras of the two quickly merged together and sublimated to the utmost.
"Dragon Knights are one with their dragons, sharing honor and disgrace."
Qi Shaoxuan was a little embarrassed to be forced to fight alongside Ao Wu, but he couldn't stop talking dirty.
The Fang Tian Long Ji in his hand suddenly became dozens of feet long under the blessing of dragon power: "Congratulations, you have made Qi really serious."
At this moment, it was 2V2, Fang Chang and Zhang Yunxi were eager to fight, while Zhang Yunting frowned slightly.
He could feel that Qi Shaoxuan's fighting power doubled after he and Ao Wu joined forces.
The legendary dragon knight, an undefeated legend.
If the Holy Son does not come out again, it will be difficult for the three of them to stop Qi Shaoxuan.
The dignity of the Shenxiao Holy Land is in danger!
…
There were many people who had the same idea as him, and all the elders of Shenxiao Holy Land were watching Shengzi Peak.
At this moment, the mountain protection formation covering the surface of Shengzi Peak was finally slowly lifted.
Thick dark clouds covered the sky above the Holy Son Peak, with thunder looming.
More importantly, the dark clouds contain the will of heaven.
This was clearly a heavenly calamity, the kind that would only occur when a cultivator became a saint or when a supreme treasure was born.
For a moment, all the monks watching were stunned.
As everyone knows, Shengzi Peak is where Shengzi Shenxiao lives, and Shengzi Shenxiao is in seclusion.
Now that the mountain protection formation has been lifted, dark clouds of heavenly calamity have appeared in the sky. What is going on? Is someone going to overcome the calamity and become a saint?
Among the inner disciples of Shenxiao, Song Fugui murmured to himself: "Could it be that the Immortal Master is going to become a saint?"
Liu Taiyi's eyes lit up, and he took out a jade slip from his arms, eager to take notes.
If this is true, it would be a shocking event!
After all, the Immortal Master is too young. If he were to truly become a saint, the entire Five Realms would be shocked.
In the battle circle, Qi Shaoxuan, the Saint Son of Purple Mansion, and Ao Wu, the Prince of Dragon Seven, also looked towards Saint Son Peak solemnly.
Especially the seventh prince of the Dragon King, Ao Wu, his young body was trembling.
At this moment, a feeling suddenly rose in his heart...
An urge to kneel down and kowtow!