"Hehe, do you expect the royal family to lift the blood seal of your cold moon family?"

"It's just wishful thinking. You friars of the cold moon family don't want to reach the golden elixir period in your poor life!"

At this time, Zhao Junfeng seemed to see through the mind of Gu Yue startling Hong, and then laughed. His tone was full of ridicule.

"Damn slave, don't you kneel down and apologize to me!"

At this time, Qi Shangheng was supported by Zhao Junfeng, and he was arrogant when he smiled at Wang.

He is Zhao Junfeng's person. Zhao Junfeng is the person of taizai mansion in the Golden Lion Xinjiang country. Even if the strength of this slave is strong, he can not be afraid of Zhao Junfeng's identity and taizai mansion.

"Noisy!"

But Wang Xiao was unmoved and looked at Qi Shangheng as if he were mentally retarded.

"Kneel down!"

Seeing this, Zhao Junfeng frowned, and immediately a surge of pressure erupted from his body, like a volcanic eruption. Then he drank loudly, his heart moved, and the pressure roared like a tsunami. He pressed down horizontally and rushed to Wang Xiao's shoulders to make Wang Xiao kneel.

Seeing this, Gu Yue was surprised. She quickly released her aura and wanted to help Wang Xiao resist, but she was directly bounced out when she just came into contact with the pressure.

"Ha ha!"

Wang Xiao's shoulders just shook slightly, so he adapted to this force, carried his hands, and walked leisurely to Zhao Junfeng.

"What do you want!"

Zhao Junfeng was surprised that Wang Xiao came to him as if nothing had happened under his own authority.

"What are you, friar Jindan, who dares to bark in front of me!"

"Kneel down!"

Wang Xiao came to Zhao Junfeng and said coldly. He gently pressed one hand on Zhao Junfeng's shoulder.

Zhao Junfeng immediately felt as if he was carrying Mount Tai on his shoulder.

Feeling the sudden strength, Zhao Junfeng's face suddenly changed like a great enemy. With a big drink, the power of the golden elixir was released without reservation. His clothes floated with the strong wind, and a strong vigorous gas mask was condensed all over his body to resist the sudden attack of Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao smiled gently, and the strength in his hand increased a bit. The endless power burst out in Wang Xiao's palm and pressed Zhao Junfeng's shoulder.

As soon as Zhao Junfeng bit his teeth, his body suddenly trembled and almost fell to his knees, but he stabilized his body temporarily with his vigorous gas mask.

On the main table, among the eight ethnic groups, Gu Qingfeng, a genius of the Bayue ethnic group, and Yan Yanqiu, the leader of the symbolic ethnic group, looked at each other. Then they nodded and immediately tied their fingerprints, urging the aura to bless Zhao Junfeng.

"No, let Gu Qingfeng take the lead!"

At this time, on the main table, the genius Tianjiao of the other eight nationalities reacted.

This is a good opportunity to curry favor with Zhao Junfeng. Now Gu Qingfeng and Yan Yanqiu are strong. They bless Zhao Junfeng with aura and leave the best impression.

The opportunity must not be lost. Although Gu Qingfeng and Yan Yanqiu robbed the first skill, if they help again at this time, they can still win the favor of Zhao Junfeng.

"Bold slave!"

"Arrogant maniac!"

"Ignorant thief!"

"Don't be presumptuous!"

"Don't let go of it!"

As a result, Zuo Biao, a genius of Nitian family, Zhi Qing, Tianjiao of Shuren family, Yang Qian, the daughter of the head of amnesty Sha family, Chu Qiaohan, a genius of mikucha family, and Qi Shangheng, a young leader of qishang family, formed fingerprints one after another to urge Reiki to bless Zhao Junfeng.

Seeing Gu Qingfeng and others have made moves to bless Zhao Junfeng, Gu Yue Jinghong's face suddenly changed again. The same handprint was tied, and the aura urged him to bless Wang Xiao, but the moment the aura touched Wang Xiao, Gu Yue Jinghong was bounced away again.

"Suppression!"

Seven people including Gu Qingfeng blessed Zhao Junfeng with aura. The vast aura seemed endless. Zhao Junfeng immediately took the initiative to attack with the help of that aura.

"Green dragon singing!"

Reiki turned into Green Qi, climbed up from Zhao Junfeng's spine, and rose from the top of his head. After a burst of dragon chanting, he turned into a blue dragon, trying to break the restraint of Wang Xiao.

"Overestimate oneself!"

Seeing that all the people on the main table supported Zhao Junfeng one after another, Wang Xiaoxiao disdained to hum. The strength in his hands increased again. Under the strong pressure, the green dragon virtual shadow only persisted for half a breath, just like destroying the withered and decaying, disappeared in an instant and turned into green smoke.

Then, the vigorous gas cover circling around Zhao Junfeng was broken like a glass cover, and a huge force pressed down on Zhao Junfeng's shoulder again, unstoppable.

With a bang, Zhao Junfeng couldn't hold on any longer. He was directly pressed to the top and bottom of his knees.

Wang smiled with a powerful smile, and the great power rose again. With another bang, Zhao Junfeng directly fell on the ground, showing a posture of throwing himself into the ground. The eight ethnic talents, Tianjiao and Shaozhu leaders who blessed Zhao Junfeng were all swallowed back, and their faces suddenly turned white. If they were hit by a heavy hammer, they vomited blood, overturned and flew up

"How possible!"

In the luxury box of Sanxiao building, the young people under the main table were shocked. The special envoy, together with the strong people of the young generation of the eight nationalities, could not withstand the shoulder pressure of the servant.

For a moment, everyone present looked at Wang Xiao, but their eyes were like looking at a freak.

All the eight families' geniuses, Tianjiao and other young people present were monks and were extremely sensitive to aura, but none of them felt the fluctuation of aura when the servant of Gu Yue Jinghong shot.

In other words, the servant of Gu Yue Jinghong directly crushed the young leaders of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state and the eight nationalities with his flesh. What kind of power can he do.

Many young people of the eight ethnic groups present heard from the young leaders of their families. The special envoy of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state has the cultivation of golden elixir. If it is placed in the ancient country of Xieyang, the only existence of the young generation is the strongest.

But now the existence of such a level is crushed directly by the servant of Gu Yue, which makes people feel too unreal.

In fact, if they were not immersive, but listening to others, they would not believe that the golden pill Friar and the seven Ningmai friars would be crushed by one person with pure physical strength.

"Is this servant a Yuanying old monster?"

Under the main table, a younger generation guessed.

But soon someone retorted, "which one of the strong Yuanying has not precipitated for thousands of years? According to the view, the slave's bone age should not be more than a thousand years. How can Yuanying cultivate himself?"

"Taoist friends are right."

"It is said that the talents with the highest talent in the northern cold region, Tianjiao, have more than 1500 years of precipitation to achieve Yuanying. How can they have the talent of those talents in the northern cold region

Among the eight nationalities, one of them is well-informed and often walks in other parts of the northern cold region. The young man nodded and said.