The forbidden area for stealing that covers the sky

Chapter 21 Yan Huanxu [Please collect and recommend]

"Hmph, I don't care about Ye Fan. Since you, the Supreme Son of Heaven, have shown up, do you dare to fight?"

Suddenly there was a loud shout from the crowd, and then a monk was seen flying out of the building, standing in the void with an arrogant expression.

He was wearing a black iron battle suit, holding a big halberd in one hand and pointing at the Holy Son of the Beginning. There was a demonic quality in his flying hair. His cultivation was astonishing. He looked young but he had already transformed into a dragon monk.

At this time, some monks also recognized him, and they were all surprised. He was actually the contemporary holy son of the Tianhuang Sect.

Not long ago, he said that all geniuses are chickens and dogs, and he is the one who can sweep away the world with just a few moves. I never thought that he would actually appear. Could it be that he really wants to sweep the world?

Gao Yi was also surprised. Is he here to disrupt the situation? I don’t know who this guy is or if he has any special abilities.

The Holy Son of Taichu was also surprised, but he smiled when he saw the young monk, and then said: "I thought it was some fellow Taoist, but it turned out to be you, Yan Huanxu."

The monk named Yan Huanxu did not answer, but also said: "Don't talk nonsense. I have heard that you consider yourself the number one among the young generation in the Eastern Wasteland. Now let me see what you are like."

After saying that, without waiting for the reaction of the Supreme Son of Heaven, he raised his big halberd and struck it from the sky, not taking the monks in the Star-Zhaing Tower seriously at all.

When the Holy Son of Taichu saw this, his divine light surged all over his body and he raised one arm out. He unexpectedly received the blow like this. As soon as his divine light surged, he flew towards Yan Huanxu, taking Yan Huanxu far away. Left the Star Building.

I saw the two of them fighting fiercely in the air. Yan Huanxu danced the big halberd, and his divine power filled the air with each move, making the whole world feel a little pale.

The two of them were of similar cultivation. While resisting, the Holy Son of Taichu also used a weapon, a Dao sword. The sword's body was flowing with silver-white luster and was also made of Nine Heavens Divine Iron.

During the battle between the two, the divine power filled the air and the magic stirred up each other. Even the clouds in the sky were scattered. They gradually left Liangjiang City and fought in a barren mountain.

In this way, a group of monks also followed. After all, the grand battle between two geniuses was rare, and no one wanted to miss it.

Gao Yi was a little surprised when he saw it, and he couldn't help but think about whether he could defeat the two of them. He didn't underestimate himself. Even if the two of them were higher in cultivation than him, they should still be able to win.

But I'm afraid it won't be that easy to win. These two guardians are lurking in the dark, so they really can't be beaten.

"As expected of the Holy Son of Heaven, he has become a dragon for the first time, and at such an age, he actually has such fighting power." The strong man in the dark also nodded. This performance was much better than his own back then, and he also sighed a little.

The other side was naturally amazed. He didn't expect that young people in this world could have such cultivation. Time really makes people grow old.

I saw the two of them fighting fiercely for a long time, even dozens of mountain peaks were shattered, and the winner was about to be decided.

"The sky is set and the sun is slashing."

Yan Huanxu wielded the halberd with both hands and slashed down, using a killing move. In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale, and thousands of black lights shot towards the Holy Son of Taichu, causing even the void to be rippled.

"In the beginning there was the Tao."

The Holy Son of Taichu also roared angrily, waving his Dao sword, and saw light actually appearing in the pale sky and earth, just like the first light appearing in the chaos at the beginning of time.

The two sides' magical powers just collided. Clouds moved in all directions, and even the heaven and earth were cleared. Then even the void rippled continuously, making it impossible to observe the center of the battlefield.

For a long time, I saw the Holy Son of Taichu appearing on the spot, holding the broken Dao sword in his hand, and I couldn't recover for a long time. Is this a victory? Gao Yi was surprised when he saw the missing figure of Yan Huanxu. Could it be that the Holy Son of Taichu killed Yan Huanxu?
"Congratulations to the Holy Son. After defeating Yan Huan, he will definitely look down on Donghuang in the future." A smart casual cultivator flew over from afar and complimented loudly.

Now that Yan Huanxu has disappeared, she must have died without seeing anyone. How can I wait until I don't flatter him now?

The Holy Son of Taichu raised his head and did not answer. He also glanced at the casual cultivator and slowly said, "No need to congratulate, I haven't won yet."

The monks in the distance were also surprised, and the casual cultivators were also dumbfounded. What's going on?
The Holy Son of Taichu did not pause: "He is gone. There is no winner or lose in one move. It is also a pity. I look forward to a decisive battle in the future."

His words were also solemn. This battle taught him a lot of lessons. Even the Dao sword was broken. If the guardian had not stopped him at the last moment, I am afraid that both of them would have been seriously injured.

Gao Yi also understood clearly when he heard this. Someone had obviously intervened. Otherwise, with the posture just now, he wouldn't have been able to help himself and take the lives of two people.

After the battle ended, the group also returned to Liangjiang City. The Holy Son of Taichu also said goodbye to the monks, saying that he was going to cultivate privately.

In a unique palace in Liangjiang City, the Holy Son of Taichu looked at the broken Tao sword and was silent for a while.

I thought it was a magic weapon, but I didn't expect it to be broken not long after it was born.

The Holy Son of Taichu thought for a long time and felt that on the road to becoming a monk, it would be difficult to compete with others without the tools for attaining enlightenment.

Not far away, a black-robed monk also looked at him. Seeing that he had been meditating for a long time, he comforted him: "That halberd is indeed extraordinary. You don't have to be like this. It's just a matter of practicing it again."

Thinking of Yan Huanxu's great halberd, Taichu Shengzi still had lingering fears. The great halberd was so hard that it almost killed him several times.

After thinking for a long time, the Holy Son of Taichu looked up at him and said: "Uncle Master, I heard that there was divine gold in Ancient Emperor Mountain not long ago. I wonder where it is now?"

At this point, the Holy Son of Taichu could only focus on the divine treasures of heaven and earth, so he also wanted to inquire if it was possible to get some divine gold castings.

The uncle was also stunned, and after thinking for a while, he slowly said: "The situation was chaotic that day. I heard that a piece of purple gold with divine marks was snatched away by monks from outside the territory, but the piece of black gold with dragon patterns was left behind. In addition, I heard that there were two pieces. The sacred gold was stolen and its whereabouts are unknown.”

The Holy Son of Taichu understood as soon as he heard who the dragon-patterned black gold belonged to. The major sects were afraid that they would not let go. It must be difficult to seize the food from the tiger's mouth. No matter how strong the Taichu sect was, it was probably impossible to get it. Even if it got it, it was hard to say that it would be given to him. He made weapons.

Then the next thing is the news that I heard before. Thinking of this, the Holy Son of Taichu also said: "Uncle, tell me, is the news that Ye Fan holds a piece of divine gold true?"

Not long ago, I learned from the monks who survived that Ye Fan had a millstone that stretched across the mountains and rivers. As long as it was touched, the bones would be broken and the tendons would be broken. Almost no one could resist it. The millstone was extremely hard, and there were supreme Tao patterns on it. , every time he attacks, the path pattern falls down, and almost no one can escape.

A big grinding press on the top of the room is almost equal to a disaster.

The uncle couldn't help but frown when he heard this. He thought for a long time before saying, "I'm afraid it's true. There are all kinds of clues to confirm it."

The Holy Son of Taichu also focused his eyes, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

"In that case, I will use his divine gold to make me a Taoist instrument."

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(End of this chapter)