Chapter 1123 Daoyuan Thirty-Three Peaks

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On the top floor of a nine-story building not far from the central square of Qingtian Holy City, there was a hazy chaos, and several great figures with unfathomable auras sat cross-legged here.

The great figures sitting here included the Lords of the Twelve Heavenly Palaces and some ancestors of other holy land-level forces.

To be able to sit on the position of the Lord of a Heavenly Palace, one must be at least a ninth-level Great Emperor, and the ancestors of other holy land-level forces who were qualified to sit with the Great Emperor must have at least the cultivation of the ninth-level Divine Emperor.

These great figures gathered here, of course, not to watch the competition, but to discuss the affairs of Chaos Valley and the Fire Ancestor Divine Realm.

Whether it is the Chaos Giant Ancestor or the Fire Saint, they are all Dao Lord-level existences in the years before the beginning of the world. Such a strong man reincarnates and reborn. As long as he develops smoothly, it won't take long for him to regain the dignity of the Dao Lord. In this era when the Dao Lord does not appear, he can be said to be invincible.

At that time, all the strong men and forces in the Eight Directions Supreme Realm will succumb to the dignity of the Dao Lord, and under the pressure of the Dao Lord, it will be even more difficult to achieve the Dao Lord.

The attack of Qingtian Palace on the Fire Ancestor Divine Realm has been ongoing, and both sides have suffered losses. So far, the main force of the battle is still maintained at the level of the ninth-level God King. Even if there are strong men above the ninth-level God Emperor, large-scale conflicts rarely occur.

If the battle escalates to the level of the ninth-level emperor or even the supreme strong man, the destructive power of such strong men fighting can almost be said to be destructive.

"Old Monster Zhuhuo, your disciple is not bad. He can condense ice and fire at a young age."

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

For a moment, many eyes fell on this middle-aged man, and this man's identity was the ancestor of the Zhuhuo family, who had lived for nearly 100 million years.

The Zhuhuo family was famous and was originally famous for its ability to control fire. Later, in his generation, he developed a method to fuse ice and fire, which made the Zhuhuo family famous again.

The cultivation of this Zhuhuo ancestor was only the early stage of the ninth-level God Emperor, but with the means of fusing the power of ice and fire, even the strong men in the late stage of the ninth-level God Emperor were unwilling to fight with him.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are too kind. My disciple can only use this method with the help of the formation. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning..."

Zhuhuo ancestor's words were very modest, but everyone could see the smile on his face. Obviously, he was very satisfied with the performance of his disciple.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the central square, and the sound was deafening.

"It seems that Zhuhuo's disciple has won." Someone laughed.

"Although my disciple is not talented, it is no problem for him to win the top ten in this competition." Zhu Huo Patriarch smiled calmly.

But when his consciousness spread out, he saw that his disciple was no longer on the competition stage in the central square, and there was only a young man with a divine furnace floating above his head.

"Without the Zixiao Refining Heaven Furnace, even my body would find it difficult to withstand the power of ice and fire. It is indeed a powerful means."

Luo Xiu muttered to himself, raised his hand and grabbed a storage ring in his hand, glanced at the ashes floating in the air, and said in a cold voice with an expressionless face: "I didn't want to kill you, but you want to kill me, so you can only die."

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

Luo Xiu did not hold back against this guy who did not know how to advance or retreat. After defending against the attack with the Purple Sky Refining Heaven Furnace, he used the God-Slaying Divine Power to defeat the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, and then burned his body to ashes with a flame.

"Asshole!"

Just as Luo Xiu was about to step down from the arena, a roar filled with raging anger echoed over the entire Qingtian Holy City.

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

In the nine-story attic not far away, the figure of the Red Fire Ancestor disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he came to the sky above the central square.

There was a terrible flame lingering on his body, but this flame was not the power of the flame rule, but his anger!

"Old Monster Zhu Huo, the guy who protects his own people, is going to get mad."

"The boy who was killed seemed to be the most beloved disciple of Old Monster Zhu Huo. I 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."

"There seems to be a haze on this boy. It is obvious that he has changed his appearance and aura with a secret technique."

The people sitting in the nine-story attic are all big shots. It would have been fine if they didn't pay attention at first. At this moment, they used their spiritual consciousness to focus on it, and then they found some clues and flaws on Luo Xiu.

After all, the gap in cultivation is too big. Even if the way of no appearance is powerful, it can't make up for the huge difference in cultivation realm.

The ancestors of the holy places cast their eyes on the saints of the twelve heavenly palaces, but saw that the twelve saints all closed their eyes and had no intention of speaking.

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

It was obvious at this point that he was just a junior without any background. There was no need to offend the furious Zhu Huo Old Monster for such a person. Naturally, no one stood up to stop Zhu Huo Old Monster's actions.

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

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

In the world, the one who could feel the existence of the crisis of death just by locking the aura was at least a ninth-level God Emperor!

He raised his head with difficulty, and then saw the angry Zhu Huo Ancestor in the air.

"Junior, you dare to kill my disciple!" Zhu Huo Ancestor's voice was extremely cold. Although the other party was just an eighth-level god and demon junior, and his identity was a bit bullying, but that was his most beloved disciple. He even loved this disciple more than his own son!

Luo Xiu couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. All day long, wild geese will eventually be pecked by wild geese. He has killed countless powerful opponents in this life, and has been hunted by countless powerful people. But today, he seems to be doomed.

"Die!"

Ancestor Zhu Huo did not say any extra nonsense. Although no other powerful people came forward to interfere with this matter, it is still easy to be criticized for doing such a thing as a ninth-level God Emperor ancestor, so it is better to fight quickly.

Ancestor Zhu Huo just pressed down with one palm, and Luo Xiu felt as if the avenues of the heavens were surging and pressing down. His proud and tyrannical body was instantly squeezed and deformed, and it would break and shatter at any time.

This is the huge gap in realm. Even if he knew that he would die and wanted to fight desperately, he couldn't even move a finger under the opponent's momentum.

"Boom!"

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

At the moment when this big hand appeared, the twelve heavenly palace saints in the nine-story pavilion flew out, and then saw this big hand slapping Zhuhuo Patriarch away, and directly turned into a black dot in the distant sky, until it completely disappeared, and it was unknown how far it was slapped away.

At the same time, Luo Xiu felt that the momentum that suppressed him dissipated without a trace, and his body regained freedom, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

He looked up, and the vicissitudes of the big hand slapped Zhuhuo Patriarch away, and then retracted into the void.

The entire Qingtian Holy City became silent in an instant, and everyone looked at Luo Xiu on the arena with great surprise.

At this moment, even the dumbest person can 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 a backer!

Many young people don’t understand, but the older generation of people know how powerful Zhuhuo Patriarch is. How powerful strength does it take to slap Zhuhuo Patriarch away with a slap? At least he is a ninth-class God Emperor, right?

"The competition continues."

After a long silence, a voice echoed in everyone's ears, and the person who spoke was the Holy Lord of Qingtian.

The bodies of the twelve Holy Lords of Tiangong were shrouded in divine light, making it difficult to see their faces. The powerful aura of Taoism lingering around them was even more awe-inspiring.

But Luo Xiu seemed to feel that the twelve divine consciousnesses swept over him intentionally or unintentionally. It was obviously because of the scene that just happened that he was noticed by the twelve Holy Lords of Tiangong.

In fact, even Luo Xiu himself was puzzled. He knew very well that he had no so-called backers, so why would someone help him?

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

"Master, is that you?"

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

If there are still powerful people he knows in the heaven, then his master in the previous life must be one of them, because he knew when he was in the Great Wilderness Ancient City that his master went into the heaven alone!

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

"Young Master, we are going to the source of Taoism." 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 that the young master who had always been calm and composed, with wisdom in his hands, had a trace of confusion in the depths of his eyes.

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