Unexpectedly, just as he hid in the Xuanyuan Royal Guards, a giant palm as big as a cloud struck down right after him.
With one palm strike, hundreds of monks were turned into meat, regardless of each other. Even the descendants of the Xuanyuan royal family were beaten to death by Xuanyuan Duzun.
Looking at the blood all over the ground, Yu Yueyue shouted loudly:
"Everyone, hide now, Xuanyuan Duzun has gone crazy and won't even spare his own people!"
The surrounding disciples of the Thirteen Houses were also frightened. When they encountered an inhumane strongman like Xuanyuan Duzun, if they didn't escape, wouldn't they be beaten into pieces by him immediately?
Just when everyone was hesitating with chills running down their spines, the children of Duke Murong rushed towards the children of the Xuanyuan royal family, roaring angrily:
"We are all going to die anyway! If we can bring a descendant of the Xuanyuan royal family to be buried with us, then this life will be worth it!"
Xuanyuan is the only one, if you can, shoot us all to death! "
Before he finished speaking, the disciples of Duke Murong jumped up and hugged the members of the escort team, intending to drag them to be buried with them.
Thousands of Murong Gong's children rushed forward and hugged the Xuanyuan Royal Family children to fight hand to hand, holding on to them tightly, hoping to use the hands of Xuanyuan Duzun to die together with the Xuanyuan Royal Family children.
"You think I don't dare to kill you?"
When Xuanyuan Duzun was furious, how could he care about the lives of the Xuanyuan royal family's children? How could I, as a dignified person, be intimidated by a few monks?
Xuanyuan Duzun remained unmoved and continued to go his own way, using the magic of stepping on the auspicious clouds and the Qilin. The fiery red Qilin giant palm seemed to be dyed red with blood. Every time it fell, corpses lay all over the field, bleeding and floating in the oars.
"Xuanyuan Duzun, you are so shameless! Today, the five of us are risking our lives to send you to the underworld!"
The five ancestors roared angrily, forming a five-thunder formation and blasting towards Xuanyuan Duzun's huge palm.
"Amitabha, the monk is going to slay demons today!"
The eighteen bronze figures set up the Vajra Demon Circle, and the eighteen bronze sticks supporting the sky pillars hit Xuanyuan Duzun on his head.
"Set up the Big Dipper Sword Formation and chop off the head of the Xuanyuan Demon!"
The Taoist Big Dipper Sword Formation was instantly formed. A brilliant giant sword hung on Xuanyuan Duzun's head, passed through the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle, and struck Xuanyuan Duzun's left and right hands with the thunder and lightning techniques of the five ancestors!
"How dare you three interfere with my affairs? With your little strength, aren't you afraid of risking your own life?"
Xuanyuan Duzun said disapprovingly, with his left hand filled with Jinshan Qilin Immortal Technique and his right hand Liuhe Bahuang Immortal Step Technique, he rushed forward with the Huanghuang Giant Sword and Thunderbolt Technique respectively!
With a bang, the brilliant giant sword and the lightning and thunder with the aura of destruction were blasted away by the two immortal arts at the same time.
The brilliant giant sword and eighteen copper rods instantly shattered and shot out in all directions. The tens of years of energy fragments exploded for dozens of miles, knocking the swarming monks to the ground.
Even the demon birds flying high in the sky were implicated, whining and turning around and running away.
The three heaven-level formations were defeated by Xuanyuan Duzun with one move. Only then did everyone realize that the name of the world's number one master was not just blown away.
Even the three major protoss surrounding them couldn't help but retreat for several miles.
Only the disciples of Duke Murong remained unmoved. More than 20,000 people rushed towards the disciples of the Xuanyuan royal family like hungry wolves, and they struggled together. While fighting, they shouted towards Xuanyuan Duzun:
"Xuanyuan Duzun, why are you hesitating? Use your Qilin Immortal Technique to shoot at me!"
"You've just clapped a few times and you don't dare to do it anymore? Don't let me look down on you!"
Even though Xuanyuan Duzun has the ability to penetrate the heaven and earth, but when he encounters such a group of people who are not afraid of death, the joy of forcing back the three heaven-level formations with one move disappeared instantly.
I can't kill all the descendants of the Xuanyuan royal family, right?
Seeing that he could not scare the children of Duke Murong who wanted to die, Xuanyuan Duzun also became discouraged and helpless.
At this time, the sun has risen high, and the sunlight is shining on the vast imperial capital. There are densely packed humans and gods coming from all directions.
"If these people and the three major
The gods are as brave as the children of Murong Gongfu and are not afraid of death. Even if no one can kill him, wouldn't all the millions of members of the Xuanyuan royal family be spared?
If he is the only one left in the entire Xuanyuan royal family, then what's the point of sitting on the throne? "
Xuanyuan Duzun looked at the frightened disciples of the Xuanyuan royal family, knowing that they had never encountered such a brave person in their life.
Now that the Human Emperor's formation has been destroyed by Xu Linglong, he has become their only support. If he cannot appease them, the Xuanyuan Palace may not be saved! ap..
When he thought of this, Xuanyuan Duzun simply shouted loudly in all directions:
"Ye Congwen, where are you hiding to watch the excitement? By sending such a group of weaklings to lead the charge, do you want them to be cannon fodder?
If you covet my throne as the Human Emperor, then grab it yourself! Let's have a good fight. As long as you can beat me, I will give you the throne of the Human Emperor!
We will win or lose in a battle, so why waste the lives of these monks?
If you want to be the leader of the world, you can't hide behind your back and play tricks all day long! "
"Xuanyuan Duzun, you are too shameless, aren't you? A man of over 700 years old challenges a kid in his twenties to a duel, how can you say that?"
The Second Saint Xuanwu sneered and cursed, secretly sighing that this Xuanyuan Sovereign was so insidious and cunning. When he saw that he was at a disadvantage, he asked Ye Congwen for a duel to decide the outcome. Couldn't help but help.
"Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth! Young Master Ye used the accompanying five-color treasure medicine to forge a cauldron, and is proficient in the three heaven-level magic arts of Kirin, Phoenix, and True Dragon. According to the agreements of the three major divine clans over the ages, this is the chosen son, the master destined to dominate the world!
How can such a rare cultivation genius be judged by age?
Since he can command the world and make the three major gods and three royal families regard him as the common master of the world, he naturally has the strength to be on an equal footing with me!
Otherwise, what qualifications does he have to sit on the throne of the common master of the world? "
Xuanyuan Duzun figured out Ye Congwen's cultivation and fighting ability from the six-color divine arrows last night.
The realm of a half-step Immortal Realm, the fighting power of a first-class Immortal Realm giant, if he had not understood the immortal art of fusion, it would be really difficult to win or lose in a fight with him.
This level of cultivation, let alone at his age, is unique even when compared with all the monks on Pangu Continent.
It's a pity that I met a super-class Immortal Realm giant like myself! It can only be considered that he is destined to have this calamity!
With Ye Congwen's cultivation speed, if he were given a few more days to advance to the Immortal Realm, he would be in a very bad situation!
In order to kill Ye Congwen, his henchman, Xuanyuan praised him for the first time. You know, I never praise others.
"Do you think Ye Congwen is as greedy for power and unscrupulous as you? The leader of the world is jointly elected by everyone. Do you think he is the leader of the martial arts alliance and will do it to whoever has the big fist?
What's the difference between that and you, the unscrupulous emperor? "
Yu Yueyue retorted tit-for-tat, saying that she didn't even know who the leader of the world was, yet she dared to make such nonsense.
"Humph! We monks are no bigger than a fist, so we are just like poor scholars competing to see who can recite poetry, right?
If you don’t have any strength, why should you be the leader of the world? Have you been bullied and have to rely on others to help you seek justice?
Ye Congwen, the last time you came to our Xuanyuan Palace to seek justice, you killed two of your masters. This time you did it again. I wonder how many more masters you brought with you this time? "
Xuanyuan Duzun laughed loudly, specifically picking out Ye Congwen's pain and wanting to see how long this little turtle could endure it.
Yu Yueyue said that Xuanyuan was the only master, so she had to turn her head to Xu Linglong who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Unfortunately, at this time, Xu Linglong was turning the phoenix bone pattern to absorb the energy of heaven and earth to replenish the cauldron, secretly saving the energy for the next use of Chaos Nirvana Finger.
This Chaos Nirvana Finger consumes too much energy! In just one time, the energy in his cauldron was completely consumed. .
I am not Ye Congwen, and I do not have the three heaven-level bone patterns to cut off the energy of heaven and earth for my own use. He was so busy absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, how could he have time to help Yu Yueyue refute Xuan
Yuan dominates?
Seeing Yu Yueyue looking over, she could only shake her head and smile bitterly.
Yu Yueyue understood, and was about to think of a way to delay Ye Congwen for another two days, when suddenly a familiar voice came from the direction of the Taoist ancestral court:
"Your Majesty, Emperor Wu, are you so eager to go to the Eighteenth Level of Hell? For the sake of my master, I wanted you to live for three more days, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful?
That's all, since you are impatient to live, then I will die for you on behalf of my master. "
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and burly figure came to the gate of Xuanyuan Palace.
"Young Master Ye!"
The people surrounding Xuanyuan Palace seemed to have found a backbone, and they shouted with smiles on their faces.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Ye Congwen was uncharacteristically staring blankly at the huge door. He stared at it for several minutes without blinking, just when Xuanyuan Duzun was impatient to wait.
Ye Congwen just came out of the scene of 1967 and murmured to himself:
"After seven years, I, Ye Congwen, am finally back!"
When everyone heard this, they thought that Ye Congwen walked in through this huge door seven years ago, carrying Xuanyuan Yulong's coffin alone.
Upon hearing Ye Congwen's three words, the residents opposite Xuanyuan Palace opened their windows one after another, revealing a pair of curious eyes and looking at the people standing at the gate of Xuanyuan Palace.
Seven years have passed. Except that Ye Congwen looks a little taller than before, everything else has not changed at all. He has the same clothes, the same hairstyle, and the same coffin.
"Your Majesty, Emperor Wu, seven years ago you dared to open the city gate and let me in. Seven years later, you locked the city gate tightly and let millions of troops guard the outside. Is this because you have become less courageous as you get older?"
Ye Congwen raised his head and looked at the giant steel door of the Xuanyuan Palace. Compared with the giant Xuanwu door of the True Dragon Tomb, it was simply dwarfed. It would only take a matter of minutes for him to push it open, but at this time, it would be better to let Xuanyuan Duzun open it himself, which would show that he is sincere enough.
