Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

Chapter 27
In mid-air, Bo Xuan smiled slightly, "Senior Brother Duobao is willing to compete with our brothers, that would be great. Lao Jiu, you should ask Brother Duobao for advice first."

A Jinwu prince stepped forward and bowed to Duobao, "Renjing has met senior brother, please enlighten me."

"Good to say."

Duobao saluted back.

The two stood facing each other, stepping on the void, and neither of them made a move first.

Xuan Chengzi glanced at it, and Di Jun had returned to Luanjia at some point.

Through the curtain, one could see that he was staring at the two of them intently, as if he was very interested in this exchange.

On the top of the peak, Jin Ling looked at Xuan Chengzi, and asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother, do you think Senior Brother Duobao can beat the Ninth Prince?"

Xuan Chengzi thought for a while, and finally shook his head, "I don't know them well enough to judge the outcome."

The ten Golden Crow princes in my memory didn't seem to have too brilliant achievements. The most widely circulated story about them was that nine of them were shot to death by the great witch Dayi of Hou Tubu.

In contrast, Duobao is much more powerful.

The combat power shown in the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods alone can be called the number one among the disciples of the Four Religions.

Of course, these are all things to follow.

At this moment in time, Duobao has not long been apprenticed to his teacher; but the ten Jinwu princes have been taught by several quasi-sage-level powers since their birth, and they have also built such rare treasures as a sun-riding car that allows them to get close to the sun star and practice the sun's real power. fire.

Realms, supernatural powers, spells, magic weapons...

Both sides seemed to be similar, so Xuan Chengzi didn't know who would win in this competition.

In mid-air, Duobao and Renjing looked at each other for a moment, seeing that he didn't intend to make a move first, he hummed slightly, and disappeared in place in a flash.

The next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Renjing, and pushed out his right palm horizontally.

Renjing had been on guard for a long time, and quickly crossed her arms in front of her chest to support the palm.

"boom--"

Pushing Duobao's right palm on Renjing's arms, there was a thunderous sound, and ripples visible to the naked eye spread out.

At the same time, Renjing flew backwards like a cannonball, crashing irresistibly into a cotton candy-like white cloud.

The people around watching the battle showed shock at the same time.

Xuan Chengzi also clicked his tongue secretly, this is One Punch Man!

High in the sky, Duobao frowned slightly, "It's really weak."

Those Shangqing disciples watching the battle in the distance shouted excitedly.

"Brother is invincible!"

"Senior Brother Duobao is too powerful!"

……

Amidst the applause, Xuan Chengzi glanced at Luan Jia, but saw that His Majesty the Demon Emperor was still sitting on the balcony, unmoved.

At this time, a little golden red color appeared from the white clouds, as if there was a round of red sun hidden in the clouds.

The next moment, white clouds as large as a thousand acres evaporated under everyone's eyes, and the Ninth Prince Jinwu, who was bathed in the true fire of the golden sun, drew a line of fire in the air and rushed towards Duobao at high speed.

Although far away, everyone on the peak still felt the scorching heat.

In the blink of an eye, all the clouds in the sky disappeared, the waterfalls in the valleys dried up, the streams stopped flowing, the flowers, plants and trees all dried up, and the rare birds and animals all hung their heads, unable to bear the heat of the real fire of the sun.

"What a domineering sun is really hot!"

Chi Jingzi couldn't help frowning, and let out a low cry.

He is the first red pine tree in the world to achieve Taoism. Like Xuan Chengzi, he has a natural aversion to fire-type supernatural powers.

Xuan Chengzi looked around and found that many disciples of the Shangqing couldn't bear the scorching of the real fire of the sun, and they were using their mana to resist.

Almost all of the disciples of the Shangqing Dynasty were art masters, including Duobao, who was at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and many small true immortals.

Such a supernatural power as the real fire of the sun is not something they can resist.

With a thought, a black and yellow flag flew out of his primordial spirit and rose against the wind.

Xuan Chengzi stretched out his hand to hold the flagpole, and thrust it into the soil under his feet.

In an instant, the burning sensation disappeared.

Those Shangqing disciples who resisted reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the valley, the stream continued to flow, and the waterfall fell again...

Inside Luanjia, Di Jun's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked towards Xuan Chengzi, with a smile of admiration in his eyes.

The Central Wuji Xinghuang Banner has the effect of being invulnerable to all magic. With this top-grade innate spiritual treasure, with the strength of Duobao and the others, even if the world is turned upside down, they will not be able to hurt even a single weed on Kunlun Mountain.

……

In the sky, facing the menacing Jinwu Ninth Prince, Duobao still calmly pushed away with his palm.

In an instant, a huge palm print resembling a mountain peak emerged, firmly blocking the Jinwu Ninth Prince who was rushing with the real fire of the sun all over the sky.

"Boom--"

The Golden Crow Ninth Prince was bathed in the golden sun fire, and even the surrounding air was distorted and deformed, making it impossible to see his figure clearly.

It's just that he rushed several times in succession, but he couldn't break through the blockade of the giant palm.

Stepping into the void, Duobao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Ninth Prince of Jinwu coldly, "The real fire of the sun is indeed unique and powerful, but as a user, you are still too weak."

After speaking, he clenched his right hand tightly.

The gigantic palm in the air also contracted its fingers, clenched into a fist.

The Ninth Prince of Jinwu was not in a hurry to escape, and was held in his hands by the giant palm.

Seeing this, Bo Xuan hurriedly shouted: "Senior Brother Duobao, we have surrendered this match!"

Duobao nodded slightly, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the huge palm like a mountain disappeared instantly.

The real fire of the sun on Jinwu Ninth Prince's body had long since disappeared, and he bowed to Duobao with a gloomy expression, "Thank you, brother, for your mercy."

He had tried his best this time, but he still didn't even touch Duobao, and he was convinced that he lost.

Seeing him admitting defeat, all the disciples of the Qing Dynasty immediately cheered.

It's just that due to the presence of the Demon Emperor, no one dared to ridicule the Ninth Prince of Jinwu for his overestimation.

Amidst the cheers, Duobao turned his gaze to Bo Sui and the others, "Who will come next?"

On the top of the peak, Chi Jingzi frowned slightly, and said to Xuan Chengzi via voice transmission: "Senior brother, this is not acceptable...Duobao's showing off like this is not good for senior brother's status."

Xuan Chengzi returned via voice transmission, "Now Duobao is defending the Taoist sect and the prestige of Master and the others. Don't fight among yourself at this time."

"I understand, it's just that Duobao seems to be trying to build up his prestige."

Xuan Chengzi smiled, how could he not be clear about Duobao's actions?

This first disciple of the Shangqing lineage has profound Taoism, how can he admire him, a little angel who has just survived the three calamities?
This time, the Demon King brought ten princes to Kunlun, and proposed to discuss and exchange ideas, which is definitely a godsend opportunity for Duobao.

As long as he defeats the Golden Crow Tenth Prince cleanly in front of all his juniors and sisters, isn't it obvious who is the real No. [-] Taoist disciple?

(End of this chapter)