The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 163

At this time, patches of light rose from the outside world, panicked and dazzling, majestic and majestic, as if a great sun was about to rise, filled with the aura of gods.

"The Hidden Dragon List is out!"

"Hurry up to Tianbao, this is a once-in-a-century event!"

In an instant, the eyes of all the monks on the street lit up, and they all turned into an arc of light and swept away.

Ye Mo and Xi Ran walked to the street curiously.

"What is the Hidden Dragon List?"

Xiran stopped a monk. Although the monk was a little irritable, seeing Xiran's cute girlish face, he forcibly suppressed his anger and said, "The Hidden Dragon List is a sacred object ten thousand years ago. It comes out once a hundred years and records the history of the entire Beidou." Young talent, very reliable”

After a rough explanation, he hurried to the Tianpu where the Qianlongbang is located.

Ye Mo Xiran looked at each other, and they all flew towards that area.

After half an hour, the panorama can finally be seen.

This is an incomparably vast space, like a huge and boundless platform.

The platform is full of people, densely packed, and you can't see the end at a glance. You can only see all kinds of black dots, bustling and lively.

Even the high altitude above the platform is occupied by people from various holy places.

The terrifying giant beast from the depths of the wilderness stood quietly. A tall middle-aged man stood on it, looking down indifferently, and the huge flag fluttered in the wind.

A red sun rose on the flag. This is the Risheng Pavilion, one of the holy places in the Eastern Wasteland. It has existed in this land for thousands of years and belongs to the hegemony-level power.

The ancient chariot came from the sky, with golden light shining down on the heaven and earth, and the one pulling the chariot was a kind of prehistoric remnant. It was powerful and boundless, and its fierce aura filled the sky. This is a visitor from the holy land of Zhongzhou.

There was another slight tremor, and a strong man broke through the void and came, his whole body roared with energy and blood, like a giant drum resounding with thunder, it was deafening, this is the venerable of Beiyuan.

The strong gather together, and the dragons fight against each other.

Luoshufang called this place 'Tianpu'.

I saw the Milky Way seemed to fall from the nine heavens, mighty and mighty, and it was like a sun dipped into it, falling from the sky, falling straight to the land of nine secluded places.

And in the very center of the waterfall, a golden gleaming board rose up, and various lights and symbols shone from the ground, firmly fixing it.

"The Hidden Dragon Ranking is actually opened today, what kind of arrogance can we see?"

One person said with emotion that he was drifting with the sea of ​​people, but his eyes were fixed on the gleaming golden board.

"Luo Mang, the pride of our clan, must be at the top."

A middle-aged man with a haughty expression, he said loudly.

The surroundings became quiet, and Qiqi looked at him.

"Who is he?"

A monk in purple said.

"You don't know this, the Luo family of Beiyuan's golden family, didn't you see the burning golden flame dancing on his clothes?"

Someone pointed it out, and the surrounding monks looked carefully.

"It turned out to be them"

A group of monks just wanted to open their mouths to ridicule, but they immediately shut their mouths when they heard this.

At this time, another voice came out.

"What is Luo Mang of your clan? I, Yuan Zun of Yuanyang Palace, is the pride of this generation. I will definitely sweep Beidou and become the unparalleled emperor in the future!"

Everyone looked away again.

I saw a white-haired old man, followed by many white-clothed monks, with an imposing manner and unstoppable power.

"Old man, keep your face in your face, don't talk big."

The middle-aged man said coldly, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would have already shot.

Many monks looked at each other for a long time, their faces full of strangeness.

If you talk nonsense at this time, I'm afraid you will be hated.

It's hard to imagine that so many powerful people had already arrived before the grand meeting of Luoshufang.

"Heh, when will a group of ants be able to shout?"

As soon as this sentence came out, there was an instant uproar, everyone was shocked, what kind of person would be so arrogant.

Ye Mo's eyes were flat, and he looked towards the place where the voice came from.

I saw ripples in the void, and a stalwart young man approached. Every inch of his flesh and blood was shining, like a sun god, making the stars and the moon dim, extremely powerful!
"It's him."

Ye Mo's eyes were calm.

This person was the one who came to snipe when he first arrived in Donghuang, and he was very powerful.

In just a period of time, his progress in cultivation was not a bit slower than Ye Mo's, which further confirmed Ye Mo's conjecture that he was most likely the direct blood of Emperor Fuxi.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded like thunder.

All the coercion from the surroundings descended on this place, and the previous elders all set their eyes on Yuan Hao.

It's just because he is too strong and his words are not condescending.

Xi Ran stuck out her tongue, and whispered in Ye Mo's ear, "This man is so high-profile, I'm afraid he will suffer."

Ye Mo said calmly, "He did it on purpose."

"what?"

Xiran's small face was full of doubts, and when she turned her head again, she was extremely surprised.

"He's in a bottleneck right now and is looking for a big fight to break the switch."

Ye Mo continued.

That's exactly what happened.

In the void, a loud laugh came, and then the situation changed suddenly.

Yuan Hao was incomparably domineering, he shot directly and punched many elders, all of these people were in the state of half-step power.

He actually wants to fight against the elders of the holy places of the great families alone!
All the monks were stunned, what an absurd scene they saw.

"How brave!"

The white-haired old man shouted angrily, and stretched out his hand to summon something.

This is a silver spear, extremely sharp, intertwined with runes, and the law of evolution and destruction is extraordinary.

"go with!"

With a soft chirp, the silver spear was cut out.

The middle-aged man also made a big dark handprint, with a terrifying murderous aura lingering on it.

Yuan Hao didn't retreat, he rushed forward and punched.

With a bang, the silver spear flew out, silver light splashed everywhere, sparks flew, and the clang sound was endless.

The handprint dissipated and turned into pitch-black sewage and scattered on the ground. White smoke rose from that piece of ground in an instant. In an instant, there was a white mist there, as if buried by thick fog.

The white-haired old man was shocked, and the many disciples behind him moved forward in an instant, and jointly urged the silver spear, only to see it raised its head like a real silver dragon, singing for nine days.

Yuan Hao's hands turned into pale gold, and thunder rumbled, as if countless ghosts and gods were nearby, tearing apart the void, moving the general trend in all directions, and continued to shoot forward.

The silver spear came up, and the two sides made contact.

"boom!"

Endless divine power explodes, like a vast ocean bursting its banks, enough to sweep across endless mountains and destroy a mountain range, this is immortal divine power!
"So strong."

The onlookers gasped and murmured.

Before it was over, the middle-aged man sacrificed another magic weapon, which was a huge drum. After beating, a magic sound came out, directly attacking the soul. All monks who were not strong enough to hear the sound died suddenly.

Fortunately, he only targeted Yuan Hao, but the sound wave attack in that episode was even more terrifying.

"boom!"

The sound waves turned into transparent ripples and attacked.

Yuan Hao scolded lightly, and a loud, solemn divine voice came out of his mouth. It was an ancient character, shining with a strange light, spreading out in the sky, and colliding with the sound wave!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The huge drum trembled violently under this divine sound, as if something was torn inside.

As soon as Yuan Hao pointed it out, he instantly pierced that giant drum.

"boom!"

The middle-aged man turned pale and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"But is that the case? It seems that the Tianjiao you are talking about is a bunch of trash."

Yuan Hao laughed wantonly, he stretched out a hand, evolved a magical technique, and wanted to kill the two people completely.

At this time, there was a sigh, which was obviously very light, but it was like a torrent rushing towards the sky, giving people a great sense of shock.

"Stop."

This voice is upright, peaceful, with a kind of magnetism, not angry, but it makes people's soul throbbing.

A phantom appeared here, that was the owner of Luoshufang, he stretched out his hand to disperse Yuan Hao's magic, with a calm face.

"You came here to find the strong to sharpen yourself, why kill these irrelevant people."

Fangzhu said lightly.

"It's nothing more than ants, if you cut it, you will kill it."

Yuan Hao was not afraid in the face of the owner of Luoshufang, and his eyes were actually full of fighting spirit.

(End of this chapter)