【One Thousand Three Hundred Thirty-Six】Shixiong Patriarch

"Xuanlei Emperor Blade Slash!"

The giant blade is cut out, but the power is far from being comparable to before.

Soon, this slash was submerged in the explosion of the stars, and the stars kept collapsing, swallowing and drowning them in Xuan Qingtian's terrified look.

puff……

Xuan Qingtian vomited blood and flew out, the red-robed ancestor immediately undid the barrier, and Xuan Qingtian fell heavily outside the battle platform.

"The winner, Han Feng!" The ancestor of the red robe said lightly the winner of this competition, but the whole valley was silent, as if he had not escaped from such a shock.

Xuan Qingtian... actually lost!

Their ancient disciples... lost!

They lost to an outside martial artist, who was the first true disciple, but was eventually replaced by an outside martial artist.

What a humiliation this is.

However, thinking of Han Feng's terrifying strength, all the true disciples fell silent.

This is still the sixth level of the peak of the sanctuary, if it takes time to break through to the seventh level? How about reaching the eighth or nineth heaven? How terrifying the combat power would be at that time.

"Hey, although this Han Feng is an external martial artist, his strength is enough to be respected by us."

"That's right. Besides, this kid is someone who is valued by the goddess. Sooner or later, he will be a man of the goddess, so he's not an outsider."

After the silence, there was more and more intense applause. In the end, Han Feng finally conquered these people with his own strength.

On the high platform, the Xuan Patriarch was a little pity, but he was satisfied.

The Xuanlei Ancient Clan has also declined a bit over the years. Most of the time, it’s good to be able to keep the third place. In a small number of times, even the third place may be lost.

Now not only has he won the second place, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xuan Qingtian's strength is not below Han Feng's. Otherwise, it remains to be seen who the final champion belongs to.

Just looking at Xuan Qingtian with a gloomy expression outside the platform, the patriarch Xuan was a little worried. Although Xuan Qingtian was arrogant in the past, he was still quite a normal person. Patriarch Xuan always felt that something bad had happened to Xuan Qingtian, but he couldn't ask.

Patriarch Yan was also very unhappy in his heart, this outsider is so powerful, the demigod ancestor must value it very much, how could he still stumble.

With a stiff face, Clan Chief Yan said with a smile, "Boy, the true disciple has always been the first to make a request that is not too outrageous to the organizer. If you have any request, you can make it on the spot."

Han Feng was stunned. He didn't expect the first place to have such a benefit. The ancestor Ziyun didn't say it at the beginning. When he thought about it, Han Feng was relieved. At the beginning, the original intention of the ancestor of Ziyun was to let Han Feng participate in the competition within the age of 100, and get a decent result. He didn't even think about letting Han Feng participate in the True Disciple Competition and win the first place. Naturally, it is impossible. Tell Han Feng this kind of thing, in the eyes of the ancestor Ziyun at the time, how could Han Feng reach such a height in just 20 years.

Han Feng straightened his face and cupped his hands: "The younger generation and Qing'er have already been in love with each other, and the patriarch is also invited to complete it."

A group of true disciples have long guessed that Han Feng might make such a request, so there is no surprise.

On the contrary, the ancient Diaosi tribe who regarded Meng Yaqing as a goddess in the audience were a little dissatisfied, but they did not dare to refute it.

Patriarch Yan turned and asked Ancestor Xiang Ziyun, "This girl Yaqing is your disciple, you..."

Ancestor Ziyun said lightly: "This son is so talented,

It is worthy of Qing'er, what is not allowed by the old lady. "

Seeing that the ancestor of Ziyun had agreed, and Meng Yaqing leaned on Han Feng with an intimate face, the Yan Patriarch could only get: "This Patriarch agrees."

But at this moment, a white-robed old man appeared in the sky, and no one noticed how the white-robed old man appeared.

It seems that there is no leakage of breath, just like ordinary people, but the more you feel, the more you can discover the unfathomable nature of the white-robed old man.

Patriarch Yan's eyelids twitched, and the ancestor actually appeared in person. It seemed that the ancestor valued the two of them more than he imagined.

"See Patriarch Shixiong!" Chief Yan led the crowd to salute quickly.

"Ancestor Shixiong?"

"Could it be... the true god ancestor named Yan Shixiong?"

"The opening of the Heavenly God Realm is imminent. How could the ancestor of the true god appear? I think it should be the ancestor of the ancestor of the ancestor Shixiong."

"This ancestor of Shixiong is a group left behind 100,000 years ago. It can be said to be one of the oldest true god powerhouses today. The ancestor of Shixiong came here..."

Everyone's eyes flashed a little doubt, but they didn't dare to look up at the white-robed old man.

It's not just cultivation, but the words "Demigod" and "True God" alone make these people dare not do any disrespectful and offensive behavior.

It was also the first time for Han Feng to see such a strong man. Although his heart was shaking, his face was calm and saluted with Meng Yaqing.

The white-robed old man ignored Clan Chief Yan and the others, and just put his eyes on Han Feng and Meng Yaqing. For a long time, the valley was silent, and a heavy atmosphere made many people sweat.

Suddenly, the white-robed old man laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect this ancestor to find two future true gods today, two little guys, come with me."

The old man in white robe flicked his sleeve robe, and the sleeve robe suddenly grew. In a blink of an eye, Han Feng and Meng Yaqing disappeared in front of everyone.

Everyone raised their heads with shock on their faces. The ancestor of Shixiong suddenly appeared for Han Feng and Meng Yaqing.

In particular, the evaluation of the future True God shocked everyone.

Sanctuary and True God are two completely different levels.

The gap between ordinary Sanctuary, Great Sanctuary, Sanctuary Peak, Sanctuary Small Perfection, and Sanctuary Great Perfection is already huge, not to mention the gap between Sanctuary and True God.

Even an astonishing and brilliant generation like Yan Haoqi would not dare to say that he would definitely become a true god. The ancients have existed for so many years, and there are many geniuses like Yan Haoqi, but only a few can become true gods.

Before many true gods became true gods, their aptitude might not be as good as a genius like Yan Haoqi.

For geniuses like Yan Haoqi, it can only be said that they will be able to easily be promoted to the Great Perfection of the Sanctuary in the future. If they want to be promoted from the Great Perfection of the Sanctuary to the True God, it depends on all aspects, not just blood.

Unless the bloodline can reach the legendary divine level.

Patriarch Zhan's cheeks twitched, and his previous guess came true.

"With the protection of the ancestor of Shixiong, that old guy can't do it even if he wants to take revenge. That old man didn't take his patriarch seriously because of his profound cultivation, and now he has been severely beaten in the face." Zhan The patriarch gloated in his heart, this was probably the only thing that made the patriarch Zhan happy today.

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