In the holy city, there was an uproar, and those Yanyue monks who had challenged Xu Qing flashed in their eyes one by one, and they did not act rashly.
For some of them, the value of the challenge is not to really make a move, but to gain a reputation.
Before, I also saw that Xu Qing had never responded to the battle, and there was a dark hand behind him that was fueling the situation, so these monks chose to follow the crowd, as for the moment they had no idea of taking action, what they thought, just watching the play.
However, there were also some Yanyue monks who wanted to challenge Xu Qing from the bottom of their hearts, they could not accept that a human race was above their own clan.
This feeling of shame made them feel indignant in their hearts.
Even if they heard about Xu Qing's achievements along the way, they also heard about the death of Prince Ming Nan, but for them, the meaning of life is not reflected in the degree, but in the brightness.
Compared with the mediocre Na Shou, who bowed their heads, what they wanted more was brilliance and brilliance, even if it was only for a moment, but this life was worth it.
The Yanyue Xuantian Clan was originally a fierce folk customs, and it was also a terrifying clan.
So in the next instant, dozens of Yanyue monks immediately took off into the air, showing the aura of the first order of returning to the void, turning into a rainbow and heading straight for the outside of the city.
There was also a physical talent power, which exploded on their bodies, forming qi and blood to change the color of heaven and earth, and the traces of the Dao were revealed inside, gathering the power of these dozens of cultivations, causing waves in the sky, as if an invisible big hand was suppressing Xu Qing and wanted to continue the blood light of Hongxia on Xu Qing's body, directly destroying it.
And the foundation of Yan Yue, one or two can also be seen from here, you must know that in the remote area of the human race, the Guixu monk is already the overlord, but in the Yan Yue Xuantian Clan, they are just the leaders.
At this moment, these dozens of people returned to the void level, their momentum was like a rainbow, with the meaning of extermination and suppression, they cut through the sky, set off a sharp howling that broke through the sky, and rushed out of the city without a moment, without the slightest pause, towards Xu Qing, each of them took action.
In the Yanyue Xuantian clan, even if it is a challenge, it will not forcibly limit one-on-one, in the cognition of Yanyue Xuantian, the strong are not the real strong that appear under one-on-one, what can really be convincing is to be able to fight a hundred with one, and a thousand with one, thus showing the cultivation of supreme domineering that suppresses the same generation.
Only this type of monk would be recognized as Heavenly Pride within the Yanyue Xuantian Clan.
Therefore, they made their moves without any hesitation, and in an instant, the dao marks of the sky curtain turned into silver golden dragons as if they were alive, roaring in all directions.
There were also dozens of good magic weapons, inside which swords, guns, swords, and halberds were accompanied by dao marks, and at the end was the explosion of the magical powers and physical power of the hundreds of thousands of monks.
The law collapsed here, the rules were bleak here, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning were chaotic and intertwined, and the disorderly changes in spring, summer, autumn and winter all came to Xu Qing's place.
Xu Qing raised his head, his eyes were cold, he felt the blurring of the rules and laws around him, the squeezing meaning coming from all over his body, and the feeling of being confined.
This was the induction brought about by the expulsion of the power of the Heavenly Dao here, and it was also a sign that the Heavenly Dao from the enemy replaced everything!
But it doesn't matter, since the changes of the four seasons here are chaotic and the natural forces are disorderly, then if you are strong, it will be difficult to shake the mountain winds and waves in the slightest.
In the next instant, millions of soul threads burst out of Xu Qing's body, rapidly converging behind him,
Xu Qing didn't intend to delay, nor would he give the enemy a chance to counterattack, so as soon as he made a move, he used crushing power, which was his habit.
So in an instant,
Like a red glow falling to the ground, it envelops all directions and covers all exploration.
At this moment, in the three holy cities, wisps of divine thoughts were spreading one after another, and even some rose into the air, paying attention from a distance.
Although you can't see the specifics in Hongxia, you can perceive it through fluctuations.
There are people watching the show and people preparing to make a move next, they are all observing and observing Xu Qing's true combat power.
But most of their expressions were calm and calm, whether it was their expressions or their hearts, although they cared, the waves were actually not big.
Because, they are the Yanyue Xuantian race, because they are one of the super clans of this Wanggu Continent, because, under the three gods, in most areas of this heaven and earth, they are all high, and every race hunt can affect the hearts of countless races.
The dignity brought by this kind of ethnic group, as well as their own pride, made them not care about the lower tribes.
Xu Qing is also special here because he got the chief of the Great Hunt and a series of achievements.
It's just that this kind of calmness and calmness, after ten breaths, with a mournful sound coming from the red clouds of heaven and earth, there have been changes to varying degrees.
At the next moment, the figures of the two Yanyue monks rushed out from the red clouds, each looking frightened, trying to escape at full speed, but one of them, did not rush far, and the blood-colored blood connected by countless soul threads roared in the glow behind him, and flew rushing from the inside, catching up with him, not giving him any possibility of struggle, instantly entangled, and even penetrated the flesh and blood, drilled into his body and pulled violently.
The Yanyue monk showed despair in his eyes, and was directly dragged into the red clouds, and then he couldn't see the specific red clouds clearly, and a terrible wail echoed that made people feel shocked.
And the other escapee, with the same frightened expression, went straight to the holy city, as long as he stepped in, he could live, after all, the holy city was not allowed to shoot.
But just when he was only ten feet away from the Holy City, his body suddenly paused, the frightened expression on his face was replaced by a smile, and his body also paused, facing the Holy City, smiling strangely, but in his eyes, the horror was even more intense.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his hands, pressed his neck, squeezed it hard, the click echoed, and he turned directly in a big circle, and then his body cultivation burned, and the whole person died of spontaneous combustion as seen by the naked eye.
At the same time, the loud noise in the red glow was deafening, and it directly turned into fragments, which were swept away by the fluctuations that erupted inside, revealing the corpses that were rapidly decaying and dissipating all over the ground.
and the figure of a god standing there, covered in blood, with countless blood-colored tentacles, surrounded by a lake of blood.
Calmly, looking at the holy city, there was still no word, the Yanyue monks in the three holy cities, one by one, their expressions became solemn, they were in different areas, staring at the same figure, making waves in their hearts.
This wave, on the one hand, came from the death of dozens of people of the same clan, and the bigger wave was Xu Qing's calmness, from beginning to end, without saying a word, just standing there, looking at the holy city.
Faintly, an aura of the oppressive era seemed to appear on him.
Even some of the older generation of monks in Yanyue had fluctuations in their hearts at this moment.
"Human race pride!"
The human race, once looked at the ancient continent,
Today, one generation is not as good as the next, but after all, there will still be occasional bright light shining in the heavens and the earth, reflected in the memories of the older generation of monks like Yan Yue.
At the same time, the eldest prince of the day
But at this moment, no one chose to make a move, just like Xu Qing once thought, their goal was
And all the shots during this period need to be worth it, choose to fight Xu Qing to the death, no matter whether you win or lose, you will inevitably suffer from injuries, if you miss the follow-up hunt, the gain will outweigh the loss.
Therefore, they were in their respective caves, and after just sensing outside the city, they withdrew their divine thoughts one after another.
The eldest prince focused on telling Xu Qing that the Great Tianjiao was among them.
At this moment, in the Holy City of Star Flame, on top of a luxurious tower, there was a young man with an indifferent expression sitting cross-legged, and on his lap, there was a black heavy sword, emitting a strong smell of blood.
Sitting there, he was dressed in a black robe and had hair on his head, and the dense lines of the Yanyue clan spread all over his body, including his face, and between the flickering of light and darkness, a terrifying fluctuation was revealed.
The physical body has already transcended the holy state, and its cultivation is even more difficult to perceive concrete, only the aura emanating from its body can judge the degree of perfection that belongs to the realm of returning to the void!
This person is the sequence of the Yanyue clan
His eyes also fell on the outside of the city, he had heard of Xu Qing, and he knew his record, and he understood better who was behind the scenes to fuel this matter, but he didn't want to participate, fighting with Tianjiao was no longer his way, he wanted the blood in the divine realm, so he just glanced at it, and he withdrew his gaze and ignored it.
At the same time, in a restaurant in the Holy City of Moon Flame, there was a young man dressed as a scribe in a blue robe, his clothes were similar to those of the human race, and even his appearance was softer.
"I've heard of him, it's a bit interesting!" The young man smiled and tasted the dishes, and said with a smile.
The two female cultivators opposite him had sweet smiles, and their appearance was also more human-oriented, but their skin color was not normal, and their expressions had not changed, and they didn't even move.
In the restaurant, there are many other customers, and at first glance it should be very lively, but all the customers are motionless, maintaining various postures.
Not far away, the store opened its mouth, as if shouting, and at the stairs, the guy raised his foot and was about to come up.
If you look closely, you can see that everyone here is not a living being at all, but a puppet made of jade.
In the entire restaurant, only that young man was the only one alive, and in the Yan Yue Xuantian Clan, there was one person who especially liked this kind of puppet, and that was the Yan Yue sequence
At this moment, after he said to himself, he nodded slightly, "You are right, his eyes are indeed a bit like your kind."
"So, do you think, should I let him join you?"