Wow!

The shadow was twisted.

Everyone could hear a sound like a tearing cloth, which echoed and resounded through the eardrums, but the void was intact and even the air was not broken.

However, everyone present felt dizzy at the same time, and their minds were in a daze.

After a brief trance, everyone saw the human-shaped shadow appearing in front of Bai Yiqing and Zhou Buchen. It was naturally without any awkwardness, as if it was always there.

"There are so many people who meddle in other people's business. Pretend to be a fool and let me see what you have!"

Zhao Yi sneered, turned around and rushed towards the human-shaped shadow.

He also felt that the person in the shadow was not simple. Unlike dealing with Zhou Buchen, he opened his left and right palms at the same time, and... his palms were thousands of eyes, and the eyes of two thousand gods burst into radiant images, either merging or integrating, covering the morality of the nine heavens, breaking the void, wrapping all kinds of aliens in the depths of the void from all angles, brushing the human shadows from all directions.

Although the battlefield has extended to the depths of the void, the monks in Tiandao Palace are still sore and swollen by the dazzling divine light, and the pain is unbearable. Many monks' eyes are red and their faces are full of tears.

Just seeing the Thousand Eye Divine Light indirectly is already in pain. How painful will the mysterious monk who faces the Thousand Eye Divine Light in the shadow be?

The Emperor of Thunder, Monk Buxiao, waited for the genius on the Tianbang to open his eyes, red eyes, and stared at Zhao Yi's back with his teeth tightening his teeth. The feeling of gap in his heart became increasingly wider. Even Lan Xiaosheng felt a little lonely in his heart. Zhao Yi did not use all his strength before, but he still defeated him very easily. Facing Zhao Yi, who had both hands and magical skills in front of him, how many matches could he hold on?

Bang!

The sound of impact interrupted the thoughts of the geniuses on the Tianbang.

"What!"

Song Xuan's body trembled, his face full of incredibleness.

He Luoluo beside him also had a wide eyelid. He opened his mouth in surprise, and the scene in front of him was obviously beyond her imagination.

Sixty percent of his strength defeated Lan Xiaosheng, easily blocking Zhou Buchen's mysterious genius, Zhao Yi, who was the peerless swordsman. He was unable to release his magical skills. His pair of flesh palms full of monsters were tightly held by another big hand like iron clamps. Two thousand divine eyes lights that instantly strangled thousands of top-level ferocious beasts in the void were contracted between the three palms.

As the third hand stretched out from the shadow continued to tighten, Zhao Yi's palms were facing each other and closed constantly.

Bang!

Time seemed to be very long, and it seemed like a flash of fingers. Zhao Yi's left and right hands closed heavily together. Two thousand divine lights exploded between his palms, and his palms were suddenly full of holes.

From beginning to end, Zhao Yi didn't make any sound. Even though his face was as white as paper and his forehead was sweating. His handsome face was twisted and twitching, he just gritted his teeth and stared at the big hand stretching out from the shadow in disbelief.

Xingyuan is the world of the strong people in the flesh! The geniuses who are ranked high in the Xingyuan Anti-Saint Alliance have all possessed the physical attainments of the emperor level! And when the magical skills are added to the flesh, the power it can stimulate will increase by at least thirty times!

Even so, the other party was still like playing, and he closed his hands with one hand and had the destined skill of Thousand Eyes, which was even more useless.

Why did such senior masters come to participate in the son-in-law selection competition? Could it be... the master of the Tianxing Holy Sect? No, the third brother had already asked Yin Lao Bu to calculate that the one in the Hidden Palace was in seclusion. The other guardians were also accompanying them in seclusion, and they were at the most critical moment and could never leave the seclusion. Even if they were out of seclusion, they were limited by the oath, and it was difficult for them to leave the Hidden Palace.

In the shadow, Zhao Yi saw a pair of dark and cold eyes, and a face that appeared and seemed familiar.

Male? So young...

Zhao Yi did not continue to think about it. His body was thrown out, and there seemed to be many seals in the air, densely packed and endless. Every time a layer of seal passes by Zhao Yi, he will remove his energy and power.

Bang!

Zhao Yi bumped into the hall pillar of the island palace. He landed on the ground and bounced twice, struggled to get up. His energy was exhausted in the space, and his face looked ugly. Heavy bitterness floated on the corners of his lips: "The bone age is no more than fifty... another one..."

"Lao Liu!"

"Don't be rampant!"

The two anti-saint alliance geniuses ranked fourth and fifth were originally forced to Zhou Buchen and the other was only five steps away from Bai Yiqing. However, when Zhao Yi was defeated by a mysterious figure, they were both shocked and angry.

The two geniuses, second only to Bo Lao San, did not hesitate at all, and at the same time used the strongest magical skills.

The space begins to twist.

Wow! The haze trembled like a huge blanket, sweeping over Lao Si and Lao Wu.

The next moment, the two people, who were originally ten steps apart, appeared together, only half a fist was separated from each other.

A scream rang out.

This scene is really weird, especially when it happens to two unfathomable young geniuses!

Like Zhao Yi, who was snatched by his palm, these two mysterious geniuses were obviously played with by each other, like puppets, with such a huge gap that was really shocking.

This person is either a peerless master who has a dragon whose head is not seen, or a figure at the ancestor level of the Tianxing Holy Sect. Neither the saint Bai Yiqing nor the acting sect leader Liuyue can do such a method.

The shadow enveloped two mysterious geniuses, and their fists stretched out from the shadows, and one punch shook the divine handprints that were brewing on the two.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang... The man fought against two, and under his fist, two mysterious geniuses who were still above Zhao Yi were defeated step by step, without any power to fight back.

Bang!

The last punch resounded through Tiandao Palace.

None of the two mysterious geniuses survived twenty rounds and were blown away by fists in the shadow. The encounter in the air was just like Zhao Yi before. The Taoist energy was scraped off by layers of invisible seals. After landing, the energy was exhausted. He looked up at the human-shaped haze, with pain and horror on his face.

He defeated Zhao Yi in one move and seriously injured two other stronger geniuses effortlessly. The strength shown by the people in the shadow shocked the audience. Many monks subconsciously ignored the sudden extra genius from Tiandao Palace, Nan Li, looked at the human shadow in complexity, then walked to Zhou Buchen, pointed to the seven son-in-law pavilions above the ring, and whispered something.

"Thank you senior for your righteous actions!"

A female disciple from the Tianxing Holy Sect bowed respectfully towards the human shadow.

The gray-brown human-shaped shadow gradually faded. At this moment, everyone discovered that the mysterious strong man came with a shadow, not hiding his head and tail, or deliberately trying to hide something. He was just moving quickly or vibrating. He moved too fast, so fast that he seemed to have left this space, leaving only a shadow.

"Are you tired?"

Prince Bo turned to the shadow and asked lightly.

He was wrapped in a cloak and covered his face, and he couldn't see the change in his expression, but everyone could feel that his tone and attitude were no longer as natural as before.

A chill surged out from under Prince Bo's cloak, turning into ripples of lake waves, frozen layer by layer, rolling towards the shadow.

At the deepest point of the ice layer, there are fires stacked.

In a blink of an eye, the ice layer had surrounded the human-shaped shadow.

Boom!

The firelight burst out deep in the ice layer! The two heavens of ice and fire covered the human shadow that could already be seen clearly.

The Way of Ice and Fire is not a top morality, but Prince Bo's Way of Ice and Fire seems to be a little different. His ice is the Hongmeng Xuanbing that was first opened in the wilderness in the ages. His fire is the innate fire that has been passed down from the Taoist Immortal Dynasty to two eras of the extinction of heaven and earth.

These ice and fire are all treasures of the Nine Heavens. As long as ordinary monks get a wisp of them, even if they are just the size of their fingernails, they will be ecstatic and laugh for ten years and cannot enter into meditation. Just relying on the Hongmeng Xuan Ice or the innate fire as big as their fingernails is enough to give them the supreme opportunity to peek into the way of heaven, and even in the future, they will be able to establish a sect and create a thousand-year-old family.

As for Prince Bo, the Hongmeng Xuan Ice and innate fire he owned were almost endless.

He doesn't need to rely on his understanding and morality like other talented geniuses in the Nine Heavens, relying on his understanding and power... He has innate fire and can produce Hongmeng Xuan Ice.

Buzz!

Ice and fire rose into the sky!

The wild black ice wrapped around the extremely ancient fire, trapping human-shaped shadows.

An extremely quiet atmosphere spread out from the human shadow. I don’t know whether it was owned by the “mysterious senior” or brought by the Hongmeng Xuan Ice and the innate fire. But when this extremely quiet artistic conception spreads, the Tiandao Palace and the entire Tianxing Holy Gate are trapped in the extremely quiet, as if a ship that has sunk into the abyss of eternal time is sinking deeper and deeper, becoming quieter, ancient and decayed, about to leave the current world, time and space.

At this moment, the human-shaped shadow finally changed to the faintest.

The gray shadow faded from the body of the "Mysterious Senior" and turned into a flood of tides, wandering around and swaying, igniting numerous spaces, fighting against the Xuanbing and Ancient Fire.

From the scene, it seems that Prince Bo has the upper hand.

However, for some reason, everyone vaguely felt that the "mysterious senior" did not seem to have been greatly affected. Although the scene was at a disadvantage, they were still at ease.

Finally, the shadow completely dissipated.

The mysterious figure in the shadow was motionless. He stood between ice and fire, just like the center of everything, the sun, moon, everything, and the morality of the heavens seemed to be circling around him.

"Prince Bo. Guess how long have I been here?"

The man smiled slightly and asked. After the words came to his mind, he took a step forward with his left foot and turned to the left.

"How long have you been here?" Prince Bo asked after a moment of silence.

"Oh? You really don't know. It seems that you are not as good as I imagined."

While speaking, the "Mysterious Senior" rotated his right foot to the right.

His two feet, one left and one right, rotated separately, seemingly careless, but as he steps, the entire space swayed.

The four-level space is turbulent and sweeping across the world!

Rumble... Xuanbing and ancient fire were swept into the thin cracks in the space, struggling and colliding wildly, and gradually disintegrating.

In Masaku Ashima, the figure of the "Mysterious Senior" was finally exposed to everyone's eyes. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!