Wu alchemy body

Chapter 996 Acquaintances
Near noon, purple clouds in the sky obscured the bright sun.

A slender figure stepped onto the jihad platform. His appearance was extremely handsome. It seemed that he was much more mature than the son of God that Sun Yi beheaded, and the divine aura radiating from his body was even stronger.

"This Son of God is a level stronger than the Son of God who appeared in the ancient capital of the Great Shang. If I fight him, I'm not sure of beheading him, but it's not difficult to defeat him with the Golden Book." Sun Yi observed and secretly analyzed .

Sure enough, as Shenzi said, his powerful brothers all went to Zitian, and his strength was not very strong.

At this time, amidst the cheers of thousands of people, there appeared a rather handsome man wearing a blue brocade robe. His strength was not inferior to Jian Yi, and he was the most powerful person in the Qinglong Clan at the level of Emperor Realm.

"Long Xuan, Long Xuan, give us a good lesson on that son of God!"

One after another shouts came from those people, no matter what clan they were in, they were all shouting, this is a sense of honor as a Nine Heavens Warrior.

"This Longxuan is extraordinary, yet he can still be so calm under the shouts of thousands of people." Sun Yi secretly looked at him.

"Zitian's genius is vulnerable, so let me humiliate another person in public." The son of God looked at Long Xuan with contempt, this is the unique pride of the gods.

He has already fought more than a dozen people in Zihua City, but none of them can beat him. He wants to step on the heads of these geniuses, climb up step by step, and strive to become a god master.

"The gods are talented, the gods have no bottlenecks, and becoming an emperor is much easier than us, but this is just the talent of your race, and we are working hard step by step."

Long Xuan was incomparably calm, and did not get angry because of Shenzi's provocation. He was not surprised at all. He won everything by himself, not relying on racial talent like the gods. If he was given the same conditions, Shenzi would be inferior.

Few people know that Long Xuan is not a direct descendant of the Qinglong clan, but like Sun Yi, a warrior who has stepped out of the small world, striving for resources to grow by himself step by step.

"The racial talent is something you can't envy. This is the difference between a god and an ant. If you want to provoke a god, then you have to die."

"Then I will use my body to shake your god."

After Long Xuan finished speaking, a phantom of a blue dragon emerged from behind, roaring angrily and killing the Son of God.

The terrifying battle between the two was immediately unfolded before everyone's eyes, and the phantom of the green dragon and the divine power of the ocean were entangled for a moment, and a real fire broke out.

The Azure Dragon Clan inherits the talent of the Great Desolate Divine Dragon, and the members of the Azure Dragon Clan live together with the holy beast Azure Dragon. With the compatibility of human blood, they have already possessed a trace of the power of the Divine Dragon, which is much stronger than ordinary warriors.

But this son of God is the most powerful in the world, and his divine power is too terrifying to sway, eroding the dragon spirit of the dragon.

At this time, all the warriors watching the battle on the jihad platform were cheering for Long Xuan, hoping that Long Xuan could kill the Son of God.

There are tens of thousands of moves between the two of them, and the overflowing ripples can easily kill ordinary early-stage warriors.

Finally, Long Xuan's body was blasted out of the jihad platform under an extremely strong impact, and there were shocking scars on his body.

"You lost, this is the fate of trying to provoke my gods."

Shenzi was still standing on the jihad platform, his condition was much better than that of Long Xuanlai, and there was a pool of blood on his chest.

"The talent of the Protoss is really strong. I lost today, Longxuan, because of your racial talent."

Long Xuan was straightforward, without turning his head, and left the Jihad platform directly.

One failure can't shake his heart, he is like Sun Yi, his heart is unshakable like a rock.

"Tell me that in six days, I will challenge the strongest of the Suzaku clan to become emperors here. I don't mind if I dare not fight." Shenzi's roaring voice reached everyone's ears, and immediately turned into a ray of light leave here.

"Hey, lost again. The Four Sacred Beast Clans have already lost two people. I wonder if the Suzaku Clan can win the game in the next battle."

"I think it's hard. The Qinglong family is the most powerful of the four holy beast families. I'm afraid it will end in the same way."

Everyone chattered and left the holy war platform one after another.

"It's not that Long Xuan is too weak, but that the son of God is too perverted. The power of the god's restoration makes him invincible. If he cannot be completely killed with absolute power, it will be difficult to defeat this son of god." Sun Yi murmured Muttering to himself, the power of God's recovery is even more perverted than the power of his blood, and Long Xuan lost here.

After watching the battle, he was also about to leave the jihad platform, with a thoughtful look on his face.

However, just as he was about to leave, there were several figures on one of the most prestigious spectator stands, one of which made his pupils shrink suddenly, and it turned out to be an acquaintance.

It is the best position on the distinguished stand, and one cannot enjoy this distinguished stand if one does not reach the Emperor Realm.

"Long Xuan also lost. I heard that the Suzaku clan has produced a monster in the past few years. I don't know if I can beat that god." There was an old man standing respectfully, a middle-aged man with a height of two meters and a muscular body. in front of you.

"That's right, the Suzaku clan is very precious to that evildoer. I don't know how reluctant to let her appear. Compared with the geniuses who appeared in the prosperous age of my Xuangui and Baihu clan, they are much weaker."

It turns out that this middle-aged man is the current patriarch of the Xuangui clan, a human race, at the peak of the Holy Emperor, and the old man next to him is a Xuangui, transformed into a holy beast.

The Four Sacred Beasts and the Four Sacred Beasts have no distinction between each other, they live together and cling to each other, and they can't do without anyone.

"Let's go, too many warriors have gone to the prehistoric battlefield during this period of time." The middle-aged man smiled and was about to leave here.

"Senior Holy Beast." A familiar voice came to the old man's ears, making him stop, and said suspiciously: "Patriarch, wait, it seems that another one is calling me."

"I heard it too."

The middle-aged man nodded and looked into the distance, seeing a figure stepping towards them.

"Senior Holy Beast, I didn't expect to see you here." It was Sun Yi who stepped over, with a happy expression on his face. This old man was the senior Holy Beast who was imprisoned in the Sea of ​​Exile back then. Now he is a God Emperor Realm holy beast.

The old man looked at Sun Yi, immediately recognized him, and said happily, "Little guy, you have also come to the ancient capital of the great merchants!"

"Oh? You know each other." Although the middle-aged man is a holy emperor, he has a good temper and doesn't look down on Sun Yi with his strength.

"Yes, I know." The old man nodded, "Even if he destroyed the mind-refining path left behind by Emperor Xiaoyao, I would not be able to return to the Great World."

"Emperor Xiaoyao Daoist? I've heard it. If it wasn't for the fact that you are also a human race, and you were not beheaded but suppressed, my holy beast family would have gone to teach him a lesson."

Although the old man is just a mysterious tortoise in the realm of the gods and emperors, the members of the holy beast are too rare. In the holy beast family, the members of the mysterious tortoise are only a few thousand, which is pitifully less than the human race with billions of movements.

"Little guy, I haven't seen the Holy Emperor yet. He is the Patriarch of my Xuangui Clan." The old man looked at Sun Yi with a smile.

"I've seen Senior Sage Emperor."

Sun Yi nodded, bowed slightly, and said respectfully.

This is the power of the Holy Emperor, enough to look down on the warriors of the entire Nine Heavens World.

(End of this chapter)