Chapter 1493

WOW!

The shadow twisted.

Everyone could hear a sound like the tearing of cloth. The sound echoed through the eardrum, but the void was intact, and even the air was not broken.

However, all the people present at the same time only felt the earth spinning and a trance in their minds.

After a short trance, the people saw that the Taoist shadow appeared before Bai Yiqing and Zhou buchen. Naturally, there was no astringent feeling, as if it had been there all the time.

"There are so many meddling people. Play tricks and let me see what you can do!"

Zhao Yi sneered, turned his direction and jumped at the Taoist shadow.

He also felt that the person in the shadow was not simple. Different from dealing with Zhou buchen, he opened his left and right palms at the same time, wow... His two palms and thousands of eyes, and the eyes of two thousand gods were shining, changing thousands of images, or deriving or merging, encapsulating nine days of morality and morality, breaking the void, threatening all kinds of dissimilarities in the depths of the void, and brushing the human shadow from all directions and angles.

Although the battlefield has extended to the depths of the void, the monks in Tiandao Palace are still sore and painful with dazzling light. Many monks have red eyes and tears.

It's painful just to see the thousand eye divine light indirectly. How painful will the mysterious monk who faces the thousand eye divine light in the shadow be?

Tianbang geniuses such as the thunder emperor and the non laughing monk barely opened their eyes, red eyes, clenched their teeth and stared at Zhao Yi's back, with a growing sense of gap in their hearts. Even LAN Xiaosheng was a little lonely in his heart. Zhao Yi didn't do his best before, but he still defeated him very easily. How much can he hold up in the face of Zhao Yi with both hands?

Boom!

The crash interrupted the thoughts of tianbang geniuses.

"What!"

Songxuan's body trembled and his face was incredible.

He Luoluo beside him also stared at him with round eyes and opened his mouth in surprise. The scene in front of him was obviously beyond her imagination.

60% of the strength defeated LAN Xiaosheng and easily blocked Zhao Yi, the mysterious genius of next week's unparalleled Kendo, who failed to release his magic skills. His pair of strange meat palms were held by another forceps like hand, and the light of God's eyes was narrowed between the palms of his three hands.

As the third hand stretched out in the shadow kept fastening, Zhao Yi's two palms kept closing.

Pop!

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like a snap. Zhao Yi's left and right palms were heavily closed together. Two thousand divine lights exploded between his palms, and his palms were full of holes.

From beginning to end, Zhao Yi didn't make a sound. Even though his face was as white as paper, his forehead was sweating, and his handsome face was twisted and twitching, he just clenched his teeth and stared at the big hand stretched out in the shadow.

Xingyuan is the world of the physical strong! The top ranked talents of Xingyuan anti Saint alliance, but they all have emperor level physical attainments! When the magic skill is added to the body, the power that can be stimulated will soar at least 30 times!

Even so, the other party still played like a child. He closed his hands with one hand, and his magic skill of thousands of eyes wasted his palms.

Why did such senior experts come to the competition to choose their son-in-law? Is it... An expert of Tianxing holy gate? No, the third brother has already asked Yin laobu to figure out that the one in the Yin palace is shutting down, and the other Dharma protectors are accompanying him. They are all at the most critical juncture and will never be able to get out. Even if they leave the pass, they are limited by vows, and it is difficult for them to leave the hidden palace.

In the shadow, Zhao Yi saw a pair of dark and cold eyes and a looming, familiar face.

male? So young

Zhao Yi didn't continue to think about it. His body was thrown out. It seemed that there were many seals in the air. Each time Zhao Yi passed by, a layer of seals would brush away his vitality.

Boom!

Zhao Yi bumped heavily into the temple column of the island palace, bounced twice on the ground, struggled to get up, his strength had been exhausted in the space, his face was ugly, and the corners of his lips were thick and bitter: "bone age no more than 50... Another..."

"Old six!"

"Don't be crazy!"

The two anti Saint alliance geniuses ranked fourth and fifth originally forced Zhou buchen and the other one was only five steps away from Bai Yiqing. We can see that Zhao Yi was defeated by a mysterious figure. They were both surprised and angry.

The two geniuses, second only to Uncle Lao San, did not hesitate and showed their strongest magic skills at the same time.

Space begins to warp.

WOW! The haze shook like a huge blanket, sweeping the fourth and fifth.

The next moment, the two people who were originally separated by ten steps appeared together, separated by only half a fist.

A cry of surprise sounded.

This scene is really strange, especially in two unfathomable young talents!

Like Zhao Yi, who was caught in the palm of his hand, the two mysterious geniuses were obviously manipulated by each other, just like puppets. The gap is really shocking.

This person is either a peerless expert with a dragon head but no tail, or a figure at the ancestor level of Tianxing holy gate. Neither Saint Bai Yiqing nor the acting sect leader emperor Liuyue can do this.

The shadow shrouded the two mysterious geniuses. Two fists stretched out from the shadow, and one fist scattered the magic handprints they were brewing.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang... The man fought one against two. Under his fist, two mysterious talents ranking above Zhao Yi retreated and had no power to fight back.

Boom!

The last punch rang through Tiandao palace.

Neither of the two mysterious geniuses could make it through 20, and they were blown out by the fist in the shadow. The encounter in the air was like Zhao Yi before. They were scraped away by layers of invisible seals. After landing, their vitality was exhausted. They looked up at the human haze, full of pain and horror.

Zhao Yi defeated Zhao Yi in one move and easily injured two other more powerful talents. The strength shown by the people in the shadow shocked the whole audience. Many friars subconsciously ignored one of the sudden talents in the Tiandao Palace - Nanli, who looked at the human shadow with complex eyes. Then he went to Zhou buchen, pointed to the seven son-in-law recruitment pavilions above the challenge arena and whispered something.

"Thank you for your help!"

A female disciple of Tianxing holy gate, facing the human shadow, respectfully worshipped.

The grayish brown human shadow gradually faded. At this time, people just found that the mysterious strong man came with the shadow, not hiding his head and tail, or deliberately trying to hide anything. He was just moving fast, or shaking. He moved so fast that he seemed to have separated from this space and left only a shadow.

"Are you tired?"

Prince Bo turned to the shadow and asked faintly.

He was wrapped in a cloak, covered by a cloak, and could not see the change of his expression, but everyone could feel that his tone and attitude were not as natural as before.

A chill gushed out from under the crown prince's cloak, turned into lake ripples, frozen layer by layer, and rolled into the shadow.

The deepest part of the ice, the fire is stacked.

In the twinkling of an eye, the ice has surrounded the human shadow.

Boom!

Flames burst from the depths of the ice! Ice and fire, enveloping the human shadow that can be seen clearly.

The way of ice and fire is not a top morality, but Prince Bo's way of ice and fire seems to be somewhat different. His ice is the Hongmeng xuanbing at the beginning of the mang wilderness before the ages. His fire is a congenital fire that has been passed from the Tao to the immortal Dynasty through two eras of the extinction of heaven and earth.

This ice and fire are all nine heaven treasures. Ordinary friars will be ecstatic if they get a wisp at random, even if it's just the size of their fingernails. They can't get settled after laughing for ten years. Relying on the Hongmeng xuanbing or congenital fire of the size of their fingernails alone, they will have no chance to spy on the way of heaven, and even create a millennium family in the future.

And Prince Bo, he has almost an endless stream of Hongmeng xuanbing and congenital fire.

He doesn't need to rely on his intelligence and morality like the other gifted geniuses in the Ninth Heaven... He himself has innate fire and can produce Hongmeng xuanbing.

Buzz!

Ice and fire soared into the sky!

The dark ice of the mang desert wraps the ancient fire and traps the human shadow.

A breath of extremely quiet artistic conception diffuses from the human shadow. I don't know whether it is owned by the "mysterious master" itself or brought by Hongmeng xuanbing and congenital fire. However, when this extremely quiet artistic conception diffuses, Tiandao palace and even the whole Tianxing holy gate fall into extremely quiet, like a ship sinking into the abyss of eternal time, sinking deeper and deeper, becoming quiet and ancient, About to break away from the present space-time.

At this time, the human shadow finally changed to the lightest.

The gray shadow faded from the "mysterious elder" and turned into a flood tide. It swam and rolled in all directions, attracting many spaces against black ice and ancient fire.

From the scene, it seems that Prince Bo has the upper hand.

However, somehow, everyone vaguely felt that the "mysterious elder" did not seem to have been greatly affected. Although the scene fell, it was still comfortable.

Finally, the shadow completely dispersed.

The mysterious figure in the shadow remained motionless. He stood between ice and fire, just like the center of everything. The sun, moon, everything and the morality of the heavens seemed to revolve around him.

"Prince Bo. How long do you think I've been here?"

The man smiled and asked. The voice fell. He took a step forward with his left foot and turned to the left.

"How long have you been here?" asked Prince Bo in a moment of silence.

"Oh? You really don't know. It seems that you haven't reached the level I imagined."

While talking, "mysterious master" turned his right foot to the right.

His two feet, one left and one right, rotate separately, seemingly careless, but with his steps, the whole space shakes.

The waves of quadruple space rise and fall, sweeping the four directions!

Roaring... The black ice and ancient fire were drawn into the space slit, struggling frantically and crashing, and gradually collapsing.

In the middle of Tiandao palace, the figure and appearance of "mysterious master" were finally exposed to everyone.