Chapter Thirty-Fourth, Wanqing arrives at the city of God, wanting to fight the Holy Son!
In front of the Xihuang Dao Platform in the Blood City, some of the top young people in Donghuang worked together to eliminate him, but in the end, he was the one who forcibly broke through the siege. One person was the first to break through the Tao platform restrictions that trapped everyone, and gained the upper hand.
machine!
This unparalleled spirit, the heroic appearance that looks down on the heroes of the world, is rare in the Eastern Wasteland, no, in the entire Beidou. The most recent one was the divine body of the Tianxuan Holy Land 1,900 years ago, the Tao Sheng Dao Wushuang!
He entered the legendary semi-holy realm in just a few hundred years. He was truly unparalleled in the Eastern Wilderness and conquered the world. However, he disappeared a thousand years ago, which made countless people feel sorry for the lack of a big man who could confront the demon clan!
Today's Baimeng is even more serious, and the younger generation of Donghuang are faintly suppressed by it.
"Excuse me, I heard that Wan Qing came today to find those who had taken action against his elder brother, and to seek an explanation for his elder brother!"
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Outside the divine city, Bai Meng stood on the distant ground, looking at this huge thing hanging high in the sky, with all kinds of emotions in his heart.
Unknowingly, he has entered the secret realm for five years. Five years is enough to change a lot. He has advanced from the first level of the Dao Palace to now, and is about to enter the four poles.
His realm is advancing, but others will not stop either. Now, almost all the secret realms are Taoist monks, and the Lunhai monks back then have also grown, which is almost unimaginable to the outside world.
Perhaps, among the monks of the same age, his cultivation level is already mediocre and inconspicuous. However, his combat power is indeed able to surpass the Holy Son, attack the young emperor, and shock the past and the present.
Unreachable by others.
But now, he did not hide, nor did he choose to change his appearance. He, who was already dead in the eyes of everyone, returned and stepped into this sacred city where all the heroes gathered!
Bai Meng was still wearing a snow-white robe, as smooth as satin, sparkling with sparkling waves.
There was a faint smile on her unusually delicate face, and her long, crystal-black hair was dancing in the wind, making her whole person heroic and unparalleled in elegance.
"That...that is?"
A monk's pupils shrank suddenly and he stared at Bai Meng's figure intently.
That iconic snow-white gown, that sparkling black long hair, and those pair of bright, clear star eyes, aren't they the one whose death everyone is regretting?
"Oh my god! Is it him? He's not dead!" Many monks exclaimed, with shock on their faces and a hint of excitement.
"It's him. I will never admit my mistake. When I entered the secret realm with him, I was also there to fight for the saint's legacy!"
"Me too, especially the moment he killed the Holy Son of Dayan, he was so graceful and unparalleled that no one can compare with him!"
More than a dozen monks had excited discussions, and after five years of brutal competition for the secret realm, there were not many monks who had witnessed Bai Meng display his power.
And when the departed genius reappears, it becomes a glorious experience for them, making them extremely excited.
"It has been more than four years. He has disappeared for more than four years. Can he still dominate the kings as before (ps: the king refers to the Holy Son mentioned above who has the qualifications to be the king)?" Some people are gearing up and want to
Become famous in one battle.
"Hmph, he may have done something disrespectful to the Emperor in the Blood City. He may have been imprisoned for four years and his strength is not as good as before!" Some people speculated darkly, smiling sinisterly.
Bai Meng shook his head. These people's speaking skills are not good. They need to learn more from him. Even Little Phoenix Dandan admires his language skills!
He walked slowly, and the divine light in his starry eyes overflowed, looking at everything in this divine city, confident and otherworldly.
"Is he here for his brother? Or does Wan Qing already know that his brother is not dead, so they went to those people to get an explanation?"
"Hello, can you please say what you just said again?" In an instant, Bai Meng appeared next to the monk who just spoke like a dream, leaving only an afterimage in the original place, and asked gently.
On the other side, especially the monk who had just spoken so wildly, all had ugly and solemn expressions on their faces, because they had not seen clearly how Bai Meng got to that monk! They couldn't understand it at all!
The young monk was even more frightened, his body was trembling, and he said with a hint of horror:
"I heard that your brother Wan Qing, go to the center of the holy city to find those saints who attacked you that day and want to preach."
"And..." The young monk quickly told everything he knew and heard in detail.
Bai Meng was silent. He didn't expect that Wan Qing would put so much effort into his brother who was "passed" in a sense.
"The central area?" Bai Meng twirled his fingers and murmured.
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In the central city of the Divine City, there is a huge suspended square. This is an opportunity that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi got from somewhere. It is related to the ancient sages, and it was finally used as a venue for battles and discussions among the geniuses of the Divine City.
A young man was dressed in Tsing Yi, fluttering gently in the breeze. The boots under his feet were spotless, his face was as plump as jade, and his head was erect. He was an outstanding young man.
However, at this time, he carried a decisive momentum, and his whole body exuded dangerous and cold fluctuations, which made people feel heart-stopping.
Not only the leaders of the Great Holy Land and other top forces, as well as other young overlords, but also many outstanding people from the secret realm, are all watching here, wanting to see Wanqing, this man who appears just when the secret realm is about to close.
The incredible "dark horse".
Among them, several figures were the most dazzling, including a golden figure with cold eyes, and a domineering and dangerous light flashed in its pupils.
Next to him, there is also a man with golden eyes and blond hair as bright as jade. He is extremely kind and gentle. He is the two inseparable geniuses of the Demon Clan, Little Golden King and Tian Pengzi!
On the other side, a tall purple figure stood high in the sky, looking over here with extremely deep eyes.
There was an ethereal and vast aura about him, making everyone feel as if they were facing a great being.
It was Ji Ling, the heir of the Ji family, and I don't know what kind of opportunity he got in Blood City, and his bloodline became stronger and stronger.
In addition to them, there are Demon Goddess Ji, Yaoguang Holy Son, and many young overlords. Each of them is independent of one party. If you look carefully, there are dozens of them.
"Brother Wan, I once said that Brother Bai and we reached a consensus in the Blood City. We each have our own methods in the secret realm. Moreover, we have never interfered with Fellow Daoist Bai's opportunities."
Ji Ling's tone was calm, but he didn't feel guilty at all. He was stating a fact, and he had the confidence and strength not to lie.
"I know, although I'm here to ask for an explanation, I'm not an unreasonable person. I'm not looking for you." Wan Qing's face was calm, her temperament was outstanding, and her handsome and heroic appearance was impressive, attracting the attention of countless young female cultivators.