People are in the sky, practicing the divine elephant prison power

Chapter 89: The Prodigies Appear
Yaochi Stone Archway is surrounded by misty water. There is a fairy lake beside the Tianzihao Stone Garden, named Yaochi, which has the same name as the holy place.

In the middle, a beautiful middle-aged woman in plain clothes was meditating, with a faint purple aura around her.

"Huh? Why is that person coming to the Holy City?!"

Suddenly, she opened her tightly closed eyes, and a purple mist flashed by. "Come, follow me to welcome the sages of Yaochi!" the middle-aged beautiful woman said sternly, with a very serious look.

"Yes, Lord!"

Soon, a dozen girls in white fluttering dresses arrived, hurriedly walked out of the Yao Chi Fairy Palace, soared into the sky, and headed towards the city gate.

In the center of the holy city, above an almost dilapidated stone boat, Liu Yun and his three companions stopped.

At this time, from the distant sky, there were bursts of melodious music, and more than a dozen women came in. Among them was a middle-aged beautiful woman in plain white clothes, wearing a purple gold jade hairpin, walking steadily, and exuding infinite majesty.

This is the abbot of the Yao Chi Holy Land stationed in the Holy City, a powerful and mighty being from the second level of the Immortal Realm.

Behind her were a dozen girls in their twenties. All of them were dressed in white as white as snow. Although they were not absolutely beautiful, they were all elegant and free from the contamination of the world. They were extremely light and flew gracefully, like fairies floating on the water or dancing elves, detached from the world and otherworldly.

Some people played the bamboo flute softly, the sound was very pleasant, some people smiled gently, making people feel like spring breeze. These women with picturesque features were like banished fairies, with an otherworldly aura.

"Welcome to the Holy Son, Holy Lady, and the Supreme Elder."

The mighty one shouted loudly, and the wonderful sound echoed in all directions, surging throughout the entire holy city, reaching into the sky, stirring up thousands of clouds.

"It turned out to be the Saint of Yao Chi. No wonder it caused such a big commotion!"

"Haha! The Saint of Yao Chi who suppressed the magical power of the Eastern Wilderness actually came to the Holy City. Is he going to conquer the Holy City?"

"The Holy City will no longer be peaceful. Many Saints and Saintesses will face their true rivals. Perhaps the Eastern Wasteland will decide who will be the most outstanding genius here."

Many cultivators were inexplicably looking forward to it. There were many geniuses in the Eastern Wilderness, but there had never been a true genius who could defeat all the other heroes.

"Perhaps the Saints and Saintesses are in trouble!"

Many people looked at each other silently, believing that the Holy Son of Yao Chi would be the real number one in the Eastern Wilderness.

"Elder Wuyan, you're welcome."

On the golden avenue, Liu Yun was dressed in black, with a canopy of five emperors on his head, and dragons and elephants surrounding him. He spoke softly, and countless whirlpools of hell surrounded him, like a high-speed black hole, ruthlessly devouring all the vitality around him.

The eyes of many monks in the city were shining, and their spiritual senses probed towards the sky, trying to see through the person in black.

However, they all groaned and retreated, blood oozing from their mouths and noses. They had lost a section of their spiritual consciousness for nothing, causing a burst of exclamations.

"What a terrifying Yao Chi Saint Son, what is his strength?"

Someone wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth unwillingly and asked questions from the bottom of his heart.

"The Four Extremes Secret Realm, the body is like a dragon, comparable to the Immortal Terrace Secret Realm, what kind of monster is this?"

Below, beside the road, there is a gate as magnificent as a city tower, hidden by ancient trees. On it is a mottled copper plaque with two ancient characters engraved on it - Tianxuan.

An old man with dim eyesight and hunched back was sitting on a bluestone.

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He looked at the young figure standing in the sky, muttering to himself.

Even his cloudy eyes were no longer dull, revealing a look of shock.

This is the only old man left in Tianxuan Holy Land. He has reached the realm of a sage. His strength is beyond everyone's imagination.

As an old antique who had lived for thousands of years, he thought he had seen countless geniuses, but he had never heard of a monster of this level, who was not like an ordinary person.

"How is it possible? How could there be such a strong dragon power in the world?"

"Even someone as powerful as the old Taoist trembles under this pressure."

In the stone garden, an old Taoist priest was sitting quietly, wearing an old Taoist robe. He looked quite old and did not seem like a person of this era.

This is an old Taoist with white hair, he seems to be in his sixties or seventies, he is in good spirits and is looking at the gravel in the Taoist temple attentively.

At this moment he suddenly looked up at the sky, and saw dragon energy all around him, with faint sounds of dragon roars.

"Could this be a descendant of a true dragon?" the old Taoist muttered to himself, with a terrified look on his face.

"A descendant of the dragon clan, quite powerful."

Liu Yun's eyes were as sharp as torches, his pupils were indifferent and deep, and he instantly saw through the dilapidated stone boat below. His dragon blood instantly throbbed, and a majestic and fearless pressure spread in all directions.

"So strong, relying solely on the pressure in his bloodline, he suppressed 20% of my strength out of thin air. This is definitely the bloodline of a true Dragon Emperor."

The old Taoist's heart was beating and his blood was trembling, as if he had seen a natural enemy. He felt suppressed in all aspects.

For a person like him with a dragon body, the existence of a real dragon is like a subject facing the emperor, and he naturally feels fear.

He had a feeling that he might not be a match for this young descendant of a true dragon.

The dragon's might was so terrifying that even ordinary cultivators felt a tremendous sense of oppression at this moment, as if they were facing a giant ancient beast.

The old Taoist has bronze skin, white hair and a skinny body, but he is full of energy and his voice is as sonorous and powerful as a golden bell.

"I am Taoist Chilong, honored to meet the Holy Son of Yaochi."

The old Taoist priest clasped his fists and bowed from a distance.

He was very powerful, and with a scan of his spiritual sense, he easily found out the true identity of the person in front of him.

"It turned out to be him, a protector of Ye Fan in his early days."

Liu Yun understood instantly that this was the Taoist Red Dragon who appeared in the original novel. He was a dragon who had attained enlightenment and was trapped in the Holy Cliff. When he was born, he was already three thousand years old. Because of a Human Yuan Fruit, he formed a karmic relationship with Ye Fan and was considered half of Ye Fan's protector.

"Red Dragon Taoist? Could he be the powerful demon who roamed the Eastern Wilds 1,500 years ago?"

"It can't really be him!"

"That's right, there is absolutely no other Red Dragon Taoist in this world, it's definitely him!"

The crowd below was in an uproar. They didn't expect that the Taoist Red Dragon, who had disappeared for fifteen hundred years, would appear again.

What was even more bizarre was that Taoist Chilong actually bowed to the Holy Son of Yao Chi from a distance.

This is not a simple matter. Even the lord of the holy land is just an equal to the Taoist Chilong.

"Could it be that the Saint of Yao Chi is still related to that Taoist Red Dragon?"

"Hiss! This is not impossible. The pressure just now seemed to be the power of a dragon. Taoist Chilong seemed to be a dragon..."

People were even more confused. A Saint of Yao Chi, who had only appeared for two years, was actually involved with so many big names.

"I can't believe I was wrong about him. He turns out to be a descendant of a true dragon." In the stone boat, the old man shook his head secretly, hunched over again, his eyes filled with darkness.

"Saint Tianxuan! The most unlucky holy place in the world!" Liu Yun retracted his gaze and showed a playful smile.

For some unknown reason, the Tianxuan Holy Land went crazy back then and actually launched an all-out attack on the ancient forbidden land. However, the end result was that the holy land collapsed overnight, and only three or four people escaped.

Liu Yun didn't know whether to say they were brave or stupid. They were just saints, but they actually tried to attack a forbidden area. The fact that three or four of them survived was already a result of special favor from the Lord of the Wasteland.

"Let's go back to Yaochi Stone Boat."

As Liu Yun moved, a golden avenue stretched for dozens of miles, attracting the attention of countless cultivators.

"Just wait and see!" After Liu Yun left, many people in the Holy City showed inexplicable smiles.

Yaochi Pure Land is surrounded by mist and has beautiful scenery, like a fairyland. It is quite magnificent and beautiful, with towering holy mountains and ethereal peaks, as if you have walked into a fairyland, making people lost and intoxicated.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, Liu Yun waved his hand and released the ancient furnace of the wilderness, which was in the center of the lake.

click!
The furnace cover cracked, and an invisible force pulled the three people into it.

The Great Wilderness Ancient Furnace, a top-grade Taoist artifact, contains the universe of stars. It is not only a treasure for attack and defense, but can also be used for refining elixirs and weapons. At critical moments, it can even be used as a palace.

Compared to the Lihuo Divine Furnace, he undoubtedly likes this treasure more now.

"Don't block the system!" The two women knew what Liu Yun meant.

This is clearly a system block.
Although they have been married for a long time and have even experienced system blocking, they were also blocked at this moment.

"What are you thinking about? I'm just practicing."

Liu Yun pulled the two of them over and began to share their knowledge and cultivate divine power together using the Three Talents Formation.

However, it was soon accompanied by a sound of system blocking, and then there was another sound of system blocking.

"Where is the cultivation you agreed to?" The rebuke from the system-blocking Saint Maiden of Yao Chi sounded, causing people to involuntarily block the system.

"Haha! System shielding is also a form of cultivation!" Liu Yun laughed and performed system shielding, such as system shielding, system shielding.

Soon, in the Great Wilderness Ancient Furnace, three figures were constantly shielding each other.

From time to time, there were bursts of intense system shielding sounds, and from time to time there were some sounds that made people snow system shielding sounds.

"System blocked! Master, your system is blocked!"

"System blocked!"

"System blocked."

Holy city!

Next to the bustling streets, from time to time, a palace with a very large area will appear, with carved beams and painted buildings, like a royal palace.

In the sky, palaces float, the lights are brilliant, the aroma of wine is rich, drifting across the air, intoxicating people to the bones, the music of stringed instruments is pleasant, and the singing is moving.

Miao Yuan!
It is located in a large lake, the water of the lake is crystal blue, like a huge sapphire inlaid on the ground.

The flow of people is surging, many people are walking on the river bank, the willows are swaying, and the warm breeze is blowing.

There are many dragon boats and phoenix pavilions parked in the lake, and the melodious sounds of stringed instruments can be heard.

Deep in the lake, the sky is filled with clouds and mist, and there are many floating ships, as well as some palaces and pavilions.

In a fairy palace, waves of wonderful music, melodious and faint, float down, making people intoxicated, like the music of the nine heavens, moving the minds and cleansing the soul.

In the Yuzhou Palace, a young girl was sitting on a high seat, wearing a snow-white dress that fluttered gently, outlining her perfect body in an extremely moving way.

She looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slender and graceful figure, as if carefully carved from fairy jade, a cool and elegant temperament, and skin as white as snow, which seemed to be frosted.

This woman is the successor of Miaoyu Temple, An Miaoyi.

She spoke softly, like a bright pearl, "The Holy Son of Yao Chi has come to the Holy City. I heard that he once suppressed the divine body of Donghuang and even extorted a piece of immortal gold from the Ji family of Donghuang. I wonder if he is really as divine as the legend says?"

"Why, Your Highness is planning to take over the Saint Son of Yao Chi?"

"That person is not an ordinary Holy Son. He will not allow us to fool him casually."

A slightly scolding voice sounded, as cold as winter.

"Master, you are worrying too much. How could Miaoyi be so ignorant of the seriousness of the matter? She just wants to find a good man."

An Miaoyi's red lips slightly opened, like the sound of nature, touching the heart.

"It is truly a time of turmoil. I wonder what kind of storm the Saint of Yao Chi will stir up next."

In the Jiang Family Stone Archway, a young man expressed such emotion.

The man was a little thin, shrouded in a hazy battle suit, so his features could not be seen. Only a sigh could be heard.

"The Saint of Yao Chi is going to cause trouble again. I wonder how Hao Yue is recovering now."

In the Ji family's auction house, an elder sighed.

In the stone archway of the Yaoguang Holy Land, there was a figure, shrouded in blazing holy light, with 108 divine rings hanging high and rotating, like a god descending from heaven to earth.

At this moment, he said with a serious expression: "What happened to the person who disappeared from Taixuan Sect? Could it really be related to you?"

This person is none other than the Holy Son of Yaoguang.

Hua Yunfei's protector disappeared mysteriously, and he couldn't help but suspect that it was the work of the Holy Son of Yao Chi.

"Donglai, what do you think of the Saint of Yao Chi?"

In the attic of Daoyi Holy Land, an elder pondered and turned his gaze to the current Holy Son Li Donglai.

Seems to want to know what he is thinking.

"Very strong, but I am not a pushover. I want to see what the Yao Chi Saint Son who suppressed the Eastern Wasteland Divine Body is capable of."

Li Donglai grinned, his snow-white teeth were very clean. He was very confident, looking down on the younger generation as the Son of God, and he did not feel that he was inferior to others.

Everyone is a saint-son-level figure, and he doesn’t believe that anyone is much weaker than anyone else.

You won’t know anything until you fight it.

next day!

Drunken Immortal Palace!
It is known as one of the eight immortal restaurants in the Holy City, and is ranked among the top three in the Holy City. It was jointly opened by the Beiyuan Golden Family and the Wang Family. It is very gorgeous and magnificent.

This is a piece of jade palace. Every brick and tile of the palace is carved out of jade. It is gorgeous and magnificent, like a dream.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, please!"

The beautiful woman personally led the group inside.

She was going to entertain these important people who had come to visit for unknown reasons.

Surrounded by white mist, this palace is located in the clouds, with carved beams and painted buildings, magnificent and golden, as if you have arrived in the ancient heaven.

The white jade avenue stretched forward like a bridge to heaven. They strolled on it, moving forward step by step. Many spiritual birds and rare animals were flying in the clouds and mist, overlooking the world below, as if they had really reached the fairyland.

Between the towering palaces, sixteen young girls flew in from the sky, landed among the clouds, bowed respectfully to them, and led the group forward.

"Please come this way, distinguished guest." The sixteen young girls were all strong monks, but here they could only lead the way and help the guests pour wine and serve food.

Zuixianque is a very exquisite, retro building, which seems to have gone through thousands of generations and has been engraved with the marks of time. It is magnificent and has a kind of sedimentation called heritage.

Liu Yun couldn't help but sigh: "The road to cultivation is long, and seeing the world is also a way of cultivation."

(End of this chapter)