Chapter 1,778 The Showdown Between the Holy Sons

“That’s Genting Golden Palace!”

"Let's go! Go see the excitement!"

Behind Tang Hao, several figures rushed up and rushed towards the golden palace.

There are not many treasures in that golden palace. There used to be some, but they were emptied out long ago, leaving only an empty shell. But that is the top of the sacred mountain, and it is also the end of the trip. All the monsters who enter the sacred mountain will gather there. Discuss the Tao and compete with each other.

The name of Shenshan Luntao comes from this.

At this moment, many people had gathered in the square in front of the palace.

In the middle of the crowd, two figures were sitting in the air, their souls leaving their bodies, and their robbers fighting against each other, the fight was fierce.

One is a seal, and the other is a sword-shaped weapon. They are constantly clashing with each other, creating a brilliant brilliance.

The roaring sound shook the heaven and the earth.

These two people are both in the second calamity, so they both have souls leaving their bodies and fighting with their souls. If they were three calamity cultivators, it would be a different way of fighting.

After a fierce fight for a while, the young man wielding the sword was slightly better and blew away the seal. Then he blasted away with his sword and knocked his opponent away.

Suddenly, cheers and cries of annoyance rang out from the crowd in all directions.

The winner was from the Shen clan, and there was cheering and jubilation over there, but the opponent was from the Sun clan, and everyone in the Sun clan there looked embarrassed.

A duel like this does not represent your own face, but the face of your respective clan, and you cannot afford to lose.

"Haha! You Sun Clan can't do it!"

The Shen clan's holy son laughed loudly.

Behind him, all the Shen clan geniuses started mocking the Sun clan.

The faces of everyone in the Sun clan could not help but turn pale, and someone immediately jumped out to challenge the man in the field.

After a fierce battle, the genius of the Sun clan won, and it was the Sun clan's turn to be proud again.

Then, another person from the Shen clan jumped out to challenge the Sun clan.

In this way, the geniuses of the two races took turns to play, but the two saint sons did not move. They were saint sons with different identities. Now that everyone has not arrived, it is just a small fight between the people below.

When all the tribes were almost here, it was time for their Holy Son to take the stage.

As the holy sons of a clan, each of them stands out from hundreds of millions of clans. They are all the best among men and the pride of heaven. They have arrogance in their hearts, and no one will surrender to anyone.

In the past, they were scattered in various parts of the spiritual wasteland, and there was no chance for a showdown. Now, this sacred mountain forum is the best time.

They are all recuperating their strength and waiting for the next battle.

From below the sacred mountain, people kept pouring up and gathered on the square.

By Tianmu Pond and on the Cliff of Enlightenment, those people left one after another and came all the way here.

Nearly one hundred thousand geniuses are all gathered here.

Qin tribe, Yao tribe, Shen tribe, Yan tribe...

The monsters of each clan stand in all directions. In front of each group of monsters, there is a striking figure standing proudly, with a majestic and sharp edge.

They are all from the Three Tribulations, and they all have bright immortal radiance on their bodies. They are all wearing precious clothes and battle armor, with dazzling divine flowers flowing on them, making them look heroic and extraordinary, like ancient gods of war and immortals. .

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

I don't know who took the lead, and then there was a series of roars. They each released their momentum, and rays of fairy light rose into the sky, turning into huge pillars of light, straight into the sky.

Thousands of rays of immortal light instantly tore open the sky above their heads, and waves of powerful aura spread out, shaking the entire palace.

"Clang clang clang!"

In the palace, an ancient Taoist bell vibrated and sounded.

The sound of the bell was long and lingering, as if it had penetrated the barriers of time and space and came from those distant ancient times.

Everyone in the square was shocked and their blood boiled.

The saint sons were even more excited and full of fighting spirit.

They glanced at each other, and before the battle began, their respective gazes and auras were already fiercely clashing.

"Who goes first?"

The geniuses from all races looked around, all extremely nervous.

The first battle between the saints,

Which two races will break out?

"I come!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout and a figure stepped out and walked towards the center of the square.

He was tall and burly, wearing a purple divine armor and holding a purple divine spear in his hand. They were both shining with divine light and exuding a powerful aura.

His face is even more handsome, like a knife, and his long black hair is like ink. When he moves, it flies in the wind, adding a bit of wild and unruly temperament to him.

The most attractive thing about him is his pair of golden eyes, but they are a pair of natural pupils.

He is Yan Nanfei, the holy son of the Yan tribe. He is born with the qualifications of a saint. He possesses a pair of supreme divine pupils and has unparalleled fighting power. He is a peerless evildoer who can overwhelm everyone and has a great reputation.

"It's him!"

The pupils of everyone in the four directions shrank, even those of the Holy Sons, their expressions changed slightly.

Yan Nanfei was born with a pair of divine eyes, and his fighting power was tyrannical. He was a formidable opponent.

"I will fight in the first battle! Who dares to fight with me!"

Yan Nan Feilong walked like a tiger, with a majestic momentum. The pair of divine pupils shone a frightening divine light, looking around in all directions.

Ordinary monsters would not dare to look at him at all. Occasionally, someone would look at him and let out a scream. He immediately covered his eyes and fell down, but was injured by the pair of divine pupils.

"hiss!"

There were gasps from all directions.

They have all heard about the power of this pair of divine pupils. Among the many innate divine pupils in the world, these are among the most powerful. However, they did not expect that this pair of divine pupils is so powerful that they can be injured just by being glanced at. .

"These pair of divine eyes... are amazing!"

"This Yan Nantian is indeed powerful!"

Then, there was a sound of exclamation from the crowd.

The saints from all directions hesitated for a moment. Yan Nantian was very powerful. They faced him in the first battle. Many people were still a little unsure.

"I come!"

A moment later, a loud shout rang out.

On one side of the square, a Holy Son stepped forward.

This person is dressed in white as snow, and is extremely handsome. His skin is like jade, his hair is as black as a waterfall, and he wears various kinds of beautiful jade around his waist. His whole person is shrouded in a hazy glow, and he has an unworldly aura. .

"It's him!"

Everyone was surprised. This man was the holy son of the Zhong Clan, and he was also born to be a saint. He was born with a divine bone and his body was extremely strong.

"They are all the talents of a born saint. I don't know which one is stronger, the divine bones or the divine eyes?"

Everyone is looking forward to it.

Both of them are famous, but they have never faced off against each other. Today we will know which one is more powerful.

"My surname is Yan, let me, Zhong Bai, come meet you and see who is more powerful, your Yan clan or my Zhong clan!"

The holy son of the Zhong clan walked forward with a graceful attitude.

Halfway there, he paused, looked towards the Qin clan, landed on the beautiful figure, and said with a smile: "Sister Xiangyi, just watch and see how your brother Zhong shows off his power..."

As he spoke, he listened to his chest, and an astonishing fighting spirit rose up from his body, like a rainbow penetrating the sky.