On the top of a nine-level attic not far from the central square in Qingtian Holy City, there is hazy chaos here, and several unfathomable figures sit cross-legged here.

The big names sitting here include the Holy Lord of the Twelve Heavenly Palace and the ancestors of some other Holy Land-level major forces.

Those who can sit in the position of the Holy Lord of the Heavenly Palace are at least powerful people of the ninth-class emperor level, while those of other holy land-level forces who are qualified to sit with the emperor must at least have the cultivation of the ninth-class divine emperor.

These big names gathered here, naturally not to watch the competition, but to discuss the affairs of Chaos Valley and the Fire Ancestor God Realm.

Whether it is the Chaos Giant Ancestor or the Ancestor Fire Saint, they are all Taoist master-level existences far away from the years before Taichu. As long as such a strong man is reincarnated and reborn, as long as he develops smoothly, the power of Taoist master will be reappeared in a short time. In this era when Taoist masters are not born, they can be said to be an invincible existence.

By then, all the strong men and forces in the Supreme Realm of the Eight Directions will surrender to the Lord of Taoism, and under the pressure of the Lord of Taoism, it will be even more difficult to achieve the Lord of Taoism.

The attack on the Fire Ancestor's Divine Realm by the Qingtian Palace has been continuing, and both sides have damaged each other. So far, the main force in the battle is still at the level of the Ninth-class God King. Even those with the Ninth-class God Emperor and above rarely have large-scale conflicts.

If the battle is upgraded to the level of a ninth-class emperor or even a supreme power, then the destructive power of such powerful people fighting can almost be said to be a destruction of the world.

"Old Monster Zhu Huo, you are a good disciple. You can already condense ice and fire at a young age."

An old man with white beard suddenly looked at a middle-aged man sitting not far away and said with a smile.

For a moment, many eyes fell on the middle-aged man, and this person's identity was the ancestor of the Zhuhuo family, who had survived for nearly hundreds of millions of years.

The Zhuhuo family is famous and was originally famous for their good at controlling fires. Later, in his generation, he developed the method of integrating ice and fire, which made the Zhuhuo family famous again and became famous.

The cultivation level of the ancestor Zhu Huo is only in the early stage of the Ninth-level Divine Emperor, but by merging the power of ice and fire, even the powerful people in the late stage of the Ninth-level Divine Emperor are unwilling to fight with him.

"Haha, fellow Taoist praises me. I am a disciple who can use this method with the formation. It's insignificant, insignificant."

Zhu Huo's ancestor said very modestly, but anyone could see the smile on his face, obviously he was very satisfied with his disciple's performance.

"boom!"

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from the central square, the sound deafening.

"It seems that the disciple of the old monster Zhu Huo won." Someone smiled.

"Although my disciple is not talented, it's okay to win the top ten in this competition." Old Ancestor Zhu Huo smiled indifferently.

But when his spiritual sense spread out, he saw that the figure of his disciple was no longer on the martial arts stage in the central square, only a young man with a divine furnace floating above his head.

"If there was no Zixiao Tianliu Furnace, even my body would be unable to withstand the power of ice and fire. It was indeed a powerful means."

Luo Xiu murmured to himself, raised his hand and grabbed it, then took a storage ring in his hand, glanced at the ashes floating in the air, and said coldly with an expressionless face: "I didn't want to kill you, but you wanted to kill me, so you could only die."

When attacked by the four ice and fire formations, the short man did not hold back at all, and he also arrogantly said that if he dared to offend the three goddesses, he deserved to die!

Luo Xiu did not hold back any help from such a guy who was ignorant of advancing and retreating. After defending against the attack with the Zixiao Tianliu Furnace, he used the magical power of killing the gods to defeat the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, and then a flame was used to burn his body to ashes.

"Damn it!"

Just as Luo Xiu was about to walk down from the competition platform, a roar full of anger echoed over the entire Qingtian Holy City.

This roar shocked everyone in the central square, because a vast and unpredictable terrifying pressure enveloped everyone.

In the Nine-Level Attic not far away, the figure of Zhu Huo Ancestor disappeared instantly, and the next moment he came to the sky above the central square.

He was surrounded by terrible flames, but this flame was not the power of the flame rules, but his anger!

"Old Monster Zhu Huo, this short-skinned guy is about to fuck."

"The guy who was killed seems to be the disciple of the old monster Zhu Huo, but he didn't expect that even if he mastered the power of ice and fire, he could still be killed. This young man is not simple."

"This boy seems to be hazy, and it is obvious that he has changed his appearance and breath with his secret technique."

The people sitting in the Nine-level attic are all big shots. It would be fine if they didn’t pay attention to it at the beginning. At this moment, they used their spiritual sense to condense it, and then some clues and flaws on Luo Xiu were revealed.

After all, the gap in cultivation is too big. Even if the way of formlessness is powerful, it cannot make up for the huge difference in cultivation level.

The ancestors of the Holy Land turned their eyes to the Holy Lords of the Twelve Heavenly Palace, but they saw that the Twelve Holy Lords were all closed their eyes and had no intention of speaking.

"The young man on the stage seems to be called "Ask"? It seems that he has no special origin or origin."

Speaking of this, it is already very obvious. It is just a junior without background. There is no need to offend the angry old monster Zhu Huo for such a person. Naturally, no one stood up to stop the old monster Zhu Huo's actions.

In the central square, Luo Xiu's move of stepping paused for a moment. It was not that he did not take this step, but that he took it but could not land.

Because an extremely terrifying aura locked him. The moment he was locked, cold sweat broke out on his body and felt the crisis of death.

In the world, he can feel the existence of a death crisis just by relying on the locking of his breath, at least a powerful man of the ninth-level divine emperor level!

He looked up with difficulty, and then he saw the old ancestor Zhu Huo who was furious in the air.

"Junior, you actually dare to kill my disciple!" Old Ancestor Zhu Huo's voice was extremely cold. Although the other party was just a junior of eighth-class gods and demons, he was a bit bullying as a big shot in his identity, but he was his favorite disciple. Even his love for this disciple was even more close to his son!

Luo Xiu couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. The geese were pecked by geese all day long. His rise in this life killed countless powerful opponents, and he was chased by countless strong men. But today, he seemed to be really doomed.

"Die!"

Zhu Huo Ancestor did not say any unnecessary nonsense. Although no other strong people came forward to interfere with this matter, doing such things as a ninth-class divine emperor-level ancestor would still be easy to get verbal, so it would be better to fight.

Zhu Huo Ancestor Zhu Huo pressed down with just one palm, and Luo Xiu felt as if the great way of heaven was surging and oppressed. His powerful body, which he was proud of, was instantly squeezed and deformed, and would collapse at any time.

This is the huge gap in realm. Even though he knew he would die and wanted to fight to the death, he could not even move a finger under the suppression of the opponent's aura.

"boom!"

However, at this moment, the sky of Qingtian Holy City suddenly became extremely dark, and a wrinkled hand suddenly tore through the void and appeared.

The moment this big hand appeared, the Holy Lord of the Twelve Heavenly Palace in the Nine-Level Attic flew out, and then he saw the big hand slapped the Old Ancestor Zhuhuo with one palm, and turned into a black dot in the distance until it completely disappeared. I don’t know how far he was shot to fly.

At the same time, Luo Xiu felt the momentum of suppressing himself dissipated, his body regained freedom, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

He looked up and saw that the vicissitudes of life swept the ancestor Zhu Huo away and then retracted back to the void.

The entire Qingtian Holy City became silent in an instant, and everyone's eyes looked at Luo Xiu on the martial arts stage with great surprise.

At this moment, even the stupidest person could think that the sudden appearance of the big hand just now must be to save this person. This seemingly inconspicuous guy actually has a mysterious strong man as his backer!

Many younger generations don’t understand, but older generations all know the strength of Zhu Huo Ancestor Zhu Huo, and slapped Zhu Huo Ancestor away with one slap. How powerful does this require? At least it is a ninth-class god emperor?

"The competition continues."

It was not until the silence was over, and the person who spoke was the Holy Lord of the Blue Sky.

The bodies of the twelve holy lords of the Heavenly Palace are shrouded in divine light, making people unable to see their faces clearly, and the powerful Taoist aura surrounding them is even more awe-inspiring.

But Luo Xiu seemed to feel the twelve spiritual senses sweeping over him intentionally or unintentionally. It was obvious that the scene he had just been born that made him pay attention to by the twelve holy lords of the Heavenly Palace.

In fact, even Luo Xiu himself was a little puzzled. He knew very well that he did not have any so-called backing, so why would anyone help him?

The competition continued, and after the next knockout round, the top ten places were finally decided, and Luo Xiu was naturally among them.

"Master, is it you?"

A blurry back suddenly appeared in Luo Xiu's mind. This back was the back he saw on the scroll of the Great Wilderness Ancient City. When he saw this back, he believed that the master of this back was his master in his previous life.

If there are strong people he knows in the heaven world, then the master in his previous life must be one, because when he was in the ancient city of Dahuang, he knew that his master had entered the heaven alone!

No one came to explain it to him, so Luo Xiu was still very confused. If the person who rescued him was his master, then his master must have known the master's relationship between them in their previous life, but why didn't the master show up?

"Young Master, I'm going to the Daoyuan Land." Hu Qingqing's voice suddenly came, pulling Luo Xiu back to reality from his thoughts.

Hu Qingqing didn't ask much about the identity of the mysterious strong man. She also saw Luo Xiu's doubts and confusion. She suddenly felt calm and composed all the time. The young master who was holding Zhizhu, a trace of confusion appeared in the depths of her eyes.
Chapter completed!