Chapter 409 Zhao Hao’s first victory

Zhao Hao frowned and sensed an extremely dangerous aura.

"I have no intention of confronting the Holy Son, but I hope you will stop." Zhao Hao said.

He is extremely vigilant. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. He is well aware of the horror of the Holy Son's true cultivation. He has the strongest bloodline in the entire Divine Phoenix clan, and who knows how many trump cards he has.

And the blood aura he felt now made his heart tremble!

"It's because I lost control of my emotions."

The Holy Son suddenly closed his eyes and said calmly.

Zhao Hao breathed a sigh of relief. It would be great if the Holy Son could calm down. After all, he didn't want to.

Suddenly, the Holy Son took action without any warning and slapped him with his palm.

Divine patterns surged in the palm of his hand, and a flaming phoenix appeared, displaying peerless magical powers.

Ancient Phoenix Sutra!

It roars powerfully and spreads its wings, like a peerless fierce god, like a demon.

Zhao Hao was horrified, turned his palms, pushed his hands flat, and closed his eyes!

Spiritual power surged throughout his body, and he slapped the Holy Son with a slap.

He was extremely angry and desperate at the same time. This Holy Son was really crazy. He actually attacked him. He should not have come here if he had known better!

I haven't avenged the blood feud till my death, but I die at the hands of the Divine Phoenix Clan. I am not willing to accept it! I am not willing to accept it!

Bang!

A huge force came.

The divine phoenix shattered, and the Holy Son coughed up blood and scratched several feet on the ground. The bandage on his chest suddenly broke, and his internal organs gushed out.

But Zhao Hao just took two steps back. He was stunned and looked at the palm of his hand with a look of disbelief.

I actually blocked it?

Am I so strong?

On the other hand, the Holy Son was also stunned and looked at his hands as well.

The golden divine pattern on the palm of his hand is gradually extinguishing.

"Why have I become so weak?" He murmured to himself. Based on his perception of Zhao Hao's strength, even 10% of Zhao Hao's strength at his peak was enough to suppress him.

To be conservative, he thought about it for a while, but why is this happening?

"Are you useless?" Zhao Hao was surprised and unsure.

"Am I useless? Am I really useless?"

The Holy Son was lost in thought, muttering to himself in a low voice, and then suddenly became furious, "You are useless!"

Bang!

After another collision, the Holy Son couldn't even cough up blood. His body was cracked, his breath was extremely weak, and he could never recover on his own.

"You are really useless. I haven't seen you for a few days. Why are you so useless?"

Zhao Hao breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little disappointed. It turned out that he was just defeated, and he thought it was me who had become stronger after several days of hard training.

However, he suddenly became very angry!

"Damn it, you still want to take my bloodline? Didn't I get it through hard work?

You are like this, and you still expect to become the young patriarch of the Divine Phoenix Clan and achieve great things? Become your uncle! Bah.

It's a shame that I still have expectations for you, you're a loser and a waste of feelings.

You are bossy and domineering every day. I have long been disgusted with you.

I won’t play with you anymore. I’ll fend for myself. Goodbye!”

Zhao Hao secretly spat, feeling extremely relieved. He confirmed that not only was this person useless, but his Taoist heart was also broken, and his future was gone.

It feels so good to see with my own eyes the strongest seed in the mainland, a person preparing for future ascension, falling to where he is now, being trampled under his own feet.

That white ice is not useless either.

Stamping his feet hard again, Zhao Hao walked away. The Holy Son did not chase him. He slumped on the spot, like a walking corpse.

…

Soon, the sound of rapid footsteps was heard.

Immediately, several old men in white appeared. As soon as they saw the Holy Son, their nervousness instantly eased.

"Holy Son!"

"Zhao Lan!"

The person who came had profound cultivation and unpredictable aura, and there was also a middle-aged monk who was his father.

"Lan'er! What's wrong with you? Who hurt you like this?" he cried in pain.

Why does this child have such a rough fate and suffer so many misfortunes?

The Holy Son was silent and could no longer focus.

The news spread quickly.

Somewhere in a lost place.

The magic weapon on An Yingqiu suddenly activated, it exploded, and a cloud of fog appeared in front of him. In the fog was the image of the fire guardian.

"Qiu'er, something happened!" The fire protector's eyes were solemn.

"What happened?" An Yingqiu was surprised that the master actually used this method of communication.

"Zhao Lan, he is seriously injured! The foundation of the road is broken!"

An Yingqiu was also stunned for a while.

"Bai Bing?" She reacted for a while before speaking.

"It's him."

The fire protector condensed his voice, "This Zhao Lan has been defeated, his cultivation has completely collapsed, his bloodline has been scattered, his foundation has completely collapsed, and his mental state is also very poor.

He may not be able to continue participating in the program."

"..."

"Do you know the whereabouts of that white ice?" Fire Protector asked when An Yingqiu was silent for a long time.

An Yingqiu shook his head blankly.

how so?

"It's okay if you don't. Bai Bing's methods may be a bit weird. I didn't expect this evil cultivator to be so rampant. We all underestimated him.

The clan has sent people out, but their whereabouts have not yet been found. In addition, we found that there may be problems with the trial, and there are strange movements in the suppressed demons. We will send an announcement to the whole team immediately to terminate the trial. Please come back as soon as possible."

"Give me a seat." An Yingqiu suddenly said.

"What?" Fire Protector asked.

"Where they fought."

The Fire Protector frowned, "What do you want this for?"

An Yingqiu didn't speak, but patted the long sword behind his back. The golden light danced in his eyes, the wings of the divine phoenix stretched out, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth resonated, and a vision appeared.

"Are you going to deal with him?"

The Fire Protector was slightly stunned. This disciple was obviously a sign of anger. He wanted to stop him, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them out.

No matter what, if my disciples can't suppress it even if I take action, then I, the Divine Phoenix Clan, am not worthy of being the boss of the world.

"The location is at the intersection of the second-level forbidden area and the first-level forbidden area." He reported a location.

"I know." She said coldly.

The Fire Protector reminded, "That place is a little weird. There were many ancient evil spirits that were suppressed. We suspect that Bai Bing joined forces with the evil spirits. We are still investigating. Zhao Lan's mood is not stable. There will be news later."

If you encounter an emergency, you must evacuate immediately and stay in contact with your teacher."

…

A blazing golden light appeared in the sky, drawing a long line and dividing the dim sky into two halves.

Countless monks raised their heads and felt something.

"Is he a trialist from the Divine Phoenix Clan?"

Some people speculated that they felt extremely strong pressure, and it was easy to judge that this was not an ordinary figure from the Divine Phoenix Clan, at least one of the five peak masters.

However, the news of the Holy Son's defeat has not yet spread, and only a few people know that the rain is coming, the wind has not yet risen, and the trial place is still bustling, and they feel nothing.

A few hours later, An Yingqiu came to that deserted land.
To be continued...