As soon as Long Jiuxiao finished speaking, a young man walked out from behind Yao Tianlang, narrowing his eyes slightly, his mouth slightly raised, his face calm and calm, and then a very arrogant and disharmonious voice came out: "Are you qualified to fight before you know, why should the Dragon Clan leader be busy drawing conclusions?"
This young man was no other person, Yuan Chu. Long Jiuxiao's face suddenly became gloomy when he heard Yuan Chu's arrogant and domineering provocation. His disdainful expression was not concealed at all. He smiled coldly: "You, a little baby from the Origin Spirit Realm of the Human Race, dare to speak wildly. You really don't know how to speak here. I said you are not qualified, and you are not qualified. Why don't you get back quickly? Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Before Yuanchu could speak, the demon Tianlang next to him was quit. Long Jiuxiao was talking about Yuanchu on the surface, but in fact he was slapping himself in the face. So he snorted coldly and scolded Long Jiuxiao: "Long Jiuxiao, you said my son-in-law said crazy words. I think you are even more arrogant. Yuanchu is my son-in-law, and his words can represent my meaning. What do you think you are? Do you think you are a demon emperor? You dare to shout in front of me. Be careful that I will beat you so hard that you don't even know your mother!"
Long Jiuxiao did not expect that the demon Tianlang would even tear him apart for a little baby of the human race. He scolded himself fiercely in front of so many people. His face changed suddenly, and he was so angry that he was blue and black. Fortunately, his skin was blue and black, and his face was not particularly obvious. Otherwise, his old face would be overwhelmed. He was about to retort and scold the demon Tianlang, but Huo Huangtian next to him suddenly came over.
Seeing that Long Jiuxiao and Yao Tianlang were arguing with each other, the two of them were about to take action soon, and quickly walked up to fight again to smooth things over: "I'm talking to you, how old are you, why are you still so impulsive? As the patriarchs of the two tribes, you are not embarrassed to shout in front of so many people? I think what both of you are saying makes sense. Without the strength of the Source Lord Realm, you really cannot enter the space of the Demon Emperor. However, the strength of the Source Lord Realm does not mean that you must have the cultivation of the Source Lord Realm, as long as you have the combat power of the Source Lord Realm!"
Huo Huangtian pondered for a moment, hesitated for a while before he made a compromise suggestion: "I think this is better. As long as this young friend from Yuanchu can prove that he has the combat power of the Source Lord Realm, we might as well let him enter the Demon Emperor Space to try his luck. If he does not have the strength of the Source Lord Realm, he cannot enter the Demon Emperor Space. As for how to prove it, I think it is better for our three royal families to send a warrior from the Source Lord Realm to compete with him. As long as he can win two games, even if he is qualified to enter the Demon Emperor Space, what do you think?"
The patriarchs of the other three royal families nodded in agreement. After all, there is no better way to properly resolve the matter.
The demon Tianlang secretly blinked at Yuan Chu, as if saying: "Don't be polite to them, beat them up with this bastard. If there is anything, I will take you back!"
Yuanchu nodded understandingly at the demon Tianlang, smiled indifferently, then walked to the center of the square foot of the mountain without panic, standing proudly as if Mount Tai, glanced at everyone indifferently, and spoke loudly: "In Xia Yuanchu, I am willing to accept the challenges of all the young heroes of the demon clan. I wonder which young hero is planning to come on stage and give advice to the next one?"
As soon as Yuan Chu finished speaking, a beautiful young man of fifteen or sixteen years old walked out of the Jinwu clan. He was of medium size, with a thin waist, wide waist, fan face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose, square mouth, a golden robe, handsome and elegant, with a handsome and elegant person, holding a gilded square halberd, strode to Yuan Chu in front of him.
This beautiful young man is the second-ranked young hero in the Jinwu clan. He is named Jin Riwu. He is the second son of the Jinwu master and has a mid-level cultivation level in Yuanzun.
Jin Riwu held the Fangtian Painted Ripper in his hand and pointed his finger Yuan Chu and shouted: "Where did the human race come from, and he dared to sway in the territory of the demon race. A small martial artist in the Source Spirit Realm dared to provoke the young heroes of our four royal families. I really don't know how to live or die. Today, I will let you know the power of my Jinwu race!"
As he said that, Jin Riwu held the Fang Tian Huaji and stabbed Yuan Chu's throat. Yuan Chu did not look at all panic. When the tip of the halberd was less than ten feet away from him, he suddenly saw a huge thunder stick in Yuan Chu's hand. He held the thunder stick and rushed towards Jin Riwu's Fang Tian Huaji. With a crisp sound, Fang Tian Huaji was bounced up one foot high and almost escaped. Jin Riwu was shrunk for five or six steps, but Yuan Chu was like Mount Tai, with no movement at all.
Jin Riwu sighed secretly: "This guy has such a lot of strength. Although his realm is not high, his combat power is extremely strong. It seems that I have to show my real skills!"
Thinking of this, Jin Riwu quickly put away Fang Tian's painting halberd, and his hands kept making mysterious and obscure handprints in front of him. Countless metallic and fire-attribute source energy around him gathered wildly towards his head. After a moment, a huge fireball of hundreds of feet in diameter suddenly appeared in the air, constantly sucking and spitting out golden flames more than ten feet high, like a scorching sun hanging in the sky, and the hot air waves swept everywhere. Everyone around him was dry and retreated from afar.
Jin Riwu shouted suddenly: "The Fire of Xuanyang!" Then, he pushed hard towards Yuan Chu with both hands, and saw a huge golden fireball of a hundred feet in size suddenly hitting Yuan Chu. Yuan Chu did not dare to neglect and quickly held a hundred feet long thunder stick to face the golden fireball's fierce wheel. With a loud bang, the golden fireball was smashed back, but the thunder lightning on Yuan Chu's thunder stick also dimmed a lot.
Jin Riwu didn't expect Yuan Chu to resist his Xuanyang Fire, and he was shocked. However, he quickly adjusted his mood, smiled coldly, and pinched his handprints again. He saw that the Xuanyang Fire, which was originally still a ball, suddenly evolved into hundreds of exactly the same Xuanyang Fire, surrounding Yuan Chu. The scorching high temperature was about to cook Yuan Chu, and countless fireballs suddenly rushed towards Yuan Chu.
Yuanchu didn't want to become a roast duck, so he decisively put away the thunder stick and quickly took out a ten-meter-long Yuansheng bone stick with his right hand. He evolved into a huge starlight shield of ten-meter-sized size with his left hand. While using the starlight shield to resist the violent fireballs from all directions, he used the Yuansheng bone stick to continuously hit the fireballs around him. Yuanchu was like a gladiator in an arena, shuttled back and forth among hundreds of fireballs, and from time to time, the fireballs were instantly exploded.
A quarter of an hour later, all the fireballs were completely blown up, but there was no trace of the fireballs left. It seemed that they had dissipated out of thin air. In fact, all the fireball fragments had been swallowed and absorbed by the Source Tower, and refined into pure energy to supplement Yuan Chu's loss. Although Yuan Chu looked exhausted on the surface, he was actually in a better state than before, and he was still in his peak state.
Jin Riwu didn't expect that Yuan Chu could completely crush all the fireballs. He seemed to have not suffered any injuries, but he seemed to be a little exhausted. So he decided to use his secret technique at this time and wanted to kill Yuan Chu in one fell swoop.
Jin Riwu narrowed his small eyes, and fierce light kept flashing, looking at Yuanchu with a sneer: "Hmph, Yuanchu didn't expect you to survive a series of attacks like Xuanyang Fire, but you are at the end of your strength now. Since that's the case, then I'll send you on your way now!"
As he said that, Jin Riwu's hands continued to dance rapidly, and kept making countless mysterious and obscure talismans into the air, and then shouted: "Nine Yang Burns the Sky, Burns the Sky and Boils the Sea!"
I saw nine golden fireballs of hundreds of feet suddenly evolved above Yuan Chu's head, as big as the Xuanyang fire that Jin Riwu had just used, hanging high in the sky like nine rounds of scorching sun, emitting extremely hot and terrifying high temperatures. The trees around dozens of miles were instantly evaporated, and the rocks on the ground were burned into magma, and a radius of hundreds of miles turned into a huge steamer in an instant. Many people's clothes were burned. Fortunately, everyone avoided them from far away at the first time, otherwise even if they did not turn into roast duck, they would become naked.
Yuan Chu looked at the nine scorching sun above his head with a calm expression, without any panic on his face. However, Yuan Chu was not feeling well at this time. Although he was protected by the Yuan Tower and his clothes were not burning to ashes, a part of the scorching high temperature still penetrated into his body, violently scorching every cell in Yuan Chu's body, and blood was about to evaporate, and his internal organs were about to be cooked. Fortunately, Yuan Chu's timely refining all the high temperatures that broke into his body, constantly replenishing the loss.
Yuan Chu quickly communicated with the Shen Pesticide Copyright in his dantian, and saw strands of green medicinal power constantly seeping out of the Shen Pesticide Copyright and quickly integrating into every cell in Yuan Chu's body. The injury he had just suffered instantly recovered as before.
At this time, the nine scorching sun suddenly turned into nine golden crows of hundreds of feet in size, and violent golden flames jumped all over their bodies. With a long roar, they all flapped their huge flame wings and rushed towards Yuanchu.
Yuan Chu's eyes flashed violently, and he used the Star God Art. He saw a huge divine bow with starlight shining ten feet in size appeared in the palm of his left hand, and grabbed the air with his right hand. Nine star lightning arrows with purple thunder were constantly jumping, appearing in the palm of his right hand. He opened his bow and placed an arrow, aiming at the nine golden crows that were coming towards him, relaxed his fingers, and then shouted: "Star Thunder God Arrow, Houyi shot the sun!"
Nine huge star thunder arrows dragged the long star thunder tail and roared towards the nine golden crows. Because both sides were too fast, the nine golden crows could not hide at this time.
The Star Thunder Arrow instantly pierced the chests of the nine golden crows. After nine muffled sounds, the nine golden crows let out a cry of despair and fear, and exploded in an instant. Countless golden fragments shot wildly into all directions. The surrounding mountains were instantly blasted into gravel and scattered everywhere, and then the golden fragments also exhausted their energy and disappeared without a trace in an instant.