Everyone looked up to the sky and saw the holy roc, bathed in light, staring ahead with sharp eyes, revealing a hint of arrogance, as if he wanted to conquer the golden drum.
The wings trembled violently, and the figure of the Holy Poc of Light disappeared directly from the spot. In an instant, the golden wings were like two sharp blades, indestructible. Wherever they passed, the space was torn apart and turned into nothingness.
"Bah..." When the wings collided with the golden light curtain, there was a popping sound of friction in the space, as if it could not be broken. However, a sharp color flashed in the eyes of Guangming Shengpeng,
The aura throughout his body surged again, and his body seemed to become a bit larger. A terrifying bloodline pressure filled the air and enveloped the endless area.
Feeling the pressure coming down from above, many people's hearts trembled, and their eyes showed a hint of fear and shock. Is this the power of the bloodline of the descendants of the Great Bright Holy Roc Clan?
Sure enough, it is unusually powerful.
The only bloodline that can rival this is the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.
Le Hongxuan's eyes flashed, and he saw that the golden light curtain began to tremble violently. It seemed that it could not resist the erosion of the power of the Holy Poc of Light and was about to shatter in the next moment.
As a loud noise fell, the golden light curtain collapsed and was destroyed. Only a buzzing sound was heard, and the body of the Holy Peng of Light directly crossed the endless void distance and appeared in front of the golden drum.
The sharp golden wings slashed down, like two golden divine lights falling, and a majestic power suddenly flowed on the drum surface, seeming to compete with the golden divine light. At this time, the drum surface vibrated violently, as if
It tried its best to resist, but it didn't break apart like before.
Since ancient times, nine rings has been the ultimate, and naturally cannot be hit by ordinary people.
The eyes of Guangming Shengpeng are extremely sharp, like sharp swords. Just listen to it say a human voice: "My will cannot be violated by heaven, let alone a broken drum!"
The crowd twitched inwardly when they heard this. This golden drum almost killed Saruno just now, but Shang Yang actually called it a broken drum, and his tone was extremely contemptuous and disdainful, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.
This gap is too big!
Saruno's face also looked a little ugly, but he soon returned to normal. What kind of person is Shang Yang?
Pengyu Wushuang, looking at the Tianxuan Nine Realms, is also among the group of people who stand at the top, so it is reasonable to be inferior to him. After all, he himself is not the most talented person in the Golden Giant Ape Clan, and there are people who are more powerful than him.
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Under the fierce offensive, the power of the golden drum was finally unable to withstand it. The drum surface suddenly shattered, and a loud noise was heard, resounding throughout the endless space!
Golden drum, nine rings!
This is the fourth time Shang Yang has taken action since he came to Donghua City.
The first time, he killed the emperor outside Wangtian Palace, stunning the audience, and the examiners took the initiative to invite him; the second time, Liu Shi was disrespectful to him, and he taught him a lesson, and showed his talents inside Wangtian Palace; the third time, on the Baizhan Stage
, breaking the 100-win record that had not been set for hundreds of years in one day.
And this fourth time, he hit the golden drum, causing the golden drum to sound nine times in a row, and the drum surface was shattered. How powerful!
At this time, many people looked at Shang Yang with admiration, as if they were looking at a god. Although Shang Yang and them were peers, and even their realms were not much different, there was a huge gap in strength. They thought that
We can't do this step of Shangyang.
The ninth sound slowly fell, but Shang Yang did not return to his human form. His sharp eyes stared at the golden drum in front of him that had returned to its original state, but there was no golden light curtain to protect him.
This means that after nine rings, everything returns to the beginning, and there is no tenth ring at all.
"Is that so?" Shang Yang couldn't help but have a look of disappointment in his eyes. He thought that the old man Zhan said that no one could hit the nine rings because he was incapable of hitting the nine rings. But only now did he know that the tenth ring does not exist.
Of course no one can do this.
Many people also showed a look of surprise, finally understanding the true meaning of Zhan Lao's words, nine rings is the ultimate!
Shang Yang glanced at the golden drum briefly, and then returned to his original position.
"Since ancient times, the great road has been divided into nine, and nine and nine return to one, and the cycle begins again and again. The realm of practice is also divided by nine. After the golden drum rings nine times, it returns to the beginning. This is probably the same reason." Le Hongxuan said, many people
They couldn't help but look at him, showing a hint of surprise that they had forgotten this person's existence.
Before Shang Yang appeared, Le Hongxuan was the leader of the younger generation in Pengyu, and Le Hongxuan was able to kill the emperor a few years ago. Now, his strength has probably reached a very terrifying level, right?
Qingmu glanced at Le Hongxuan, with a fighting spirit in his eyes, and said: "Le Hongxuan, I was defeated by you in the past, can I compete again today?"
Le Hongxuan looked in Qingmu's direction and smiled faintly: "Thanks to Mr. Qingpeng's appreciation, I am very happy!"
There was nothing wrong with Le Hongxuan's words, but everyone had a different taste in their ears. Qingmu lost to Le Hongxuan, and was slightly inferior to Le Hongxuan in terms of status, but Le Hongxuan did not directly
Calling him by his first name, but calling Qingmu as Young Master Qingpeng, this gives people a vague sense of irony.
Le Hongxuan's meaning seems to be the so-called Eight Young Masters, but in fact the name does not match the reality.
But even if Le Hongxuan said this, Qingmu could only endure it and could not refute anything. After all, Le Hongxuan's attitude was gentle and humble from beginning to end, making it impossible for anyone to find a single flaw. If he gets angry because of the other person's words,
On the contrary, it will appear that he is narrow-minded and narrow-minded.
"You first or me first?" Qingmu looked at Le Hongxuan and said.
"It's up to me." Le Hongxuan said with a calm tone, as if he didn't care about the order, or who he was up against.
Qin Xuan frowned slightly when he heard this. This Le Hongxuan was indeed not an ordinary person. Although his words were plain and gentle, he showed a sense of pride everywhere, as if he was talking to others in a superior manner.
Conversation makes people feel even more contemptuous and insulted.
Qing Mu clenched her fists slightly, her eyes were sharp, and she was about to say something, when she heard a voice: "Wait a minute!"
As soon as the voice fell, a young man wearing black clothes was seen walking out, and many people couldn't help but reveal a strange look in their eyes. This person was none other than the little demon Peng of the Netherworld Demon Peng Clan, Netherworld.
What does he want to do when he steps out now?
"We are the geniuses of all races, and we came here for the opportunity in heaven. We should have equal status and shine together. It would be too boring if only one or two people were in the limelight!"
The endless and profound gaze swept over everyone present, like the gaze of an abyss. Suddenly, an invisible demonic intention rushed into everyone's minds, making many people's minds tremble slightly, and their hearts palpitated, as if they were being caught.