Chapter 236 Zhu Rong, who loves domestic violence
The Yan Emperor held a conference of hundreds of races not only to reaffirm the position of Yan Emperor in the human race, but also to use this to unite the various ministries and select talents, and to give the greatest contribution to this. Good luck.
If the winner can enter the Yan Emperor tribe, and the ancient gods of the Yan Emperor tribe come forward to teach.
After you have achieved success in your practice, they will be able to return to the tribe, and most of them will become senior leaders or leaders of various tribes.
One come and go, not only can we unite the tribes, but also deepen the connection between the tribes and the Yan Emperor tribe through these returning children.
What Yanju has to do is simpler, that is, show talent that matches his identity and intimidate the next generation of tribal gods.
It is actually extremely excessive to let a minor Yan Emperor Prince who was only two years old to intimidate the heroes.
Above the huge open space in the center, the gods were in the surrounding area, and the leaders of the tribes gathered together, with flowers gathered, and hundreds of flags and banners were fluttering, and countless totems stood.
The eyes of the gods all fell on the clearing ground, and the heroic young man's upper god looked different.
Yan Ju stood on the open space, but his face was solemn, and he waved his hand and drove down a warrior who had been immortal.
"Next!"
He had a expressionless face.
I don’t know how many ‘opponents’ he drove away!
Below, many warriors from the Yan Emperor tribe had already cheered like thunder.
The prince's cry was terrifying, and many tribal warriors were full of their eyes.
The strength displayed by Yanju makes many tribe gods feel endless pride for the Yan Emperor tribe.
"I'll meet you for a while!"
At this moment, a rough voice came, and a young warrior carrying an arrow walked out of the quadron of the queue. come out.
I saw that he had vast divine power all over his body, his black hair was draped over his shoulders, and he was like a demon coming to the world.
Looking at the several golden arrows behind him and the strong bow in his hand, Yan Ju's heart was slightly waving and he had some guesses in his heart.
Could it be that macho?
I saw an ancient god from the Yan Emperor tribe next to me and said. "Warrior, please sign up!" "You Yu family, Yu Jian is willing to ask Prince Yanju for advice!" He bowed and bowed.
Hearing this, Yan Ju's eyes moved.
It seems that it is not Houyi.
It's right!
He looked at the body of Yu Jian, and when he raised his hand, a ball of Tianyuan fire formed from his hand, and instantly turned into nine balls. The nine-layered sun was covered with the sky and came towards Yu Jian, and nine rays of blazing white lights were rays of light. The colored brilliance blooms quickly.
Yu Jian's face changed, his figure cut through the void, and he appeared thousands of feet away.
It was only when he appeared, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. Several balls of Tianyuan fire appeared around it, faintly covering him.
If Yanju cannot control them in time, once they explode, the corpse will definitely remain.
In the distance, as Yang Huai raised his hand, nine groups of Tianyuan Fire flew back to his palm.
"Agree!"
Yu Jian looked at the scene with a slightly white face, and immediately bowed and said in convincingly.
"The prince's Taoist movement is far above me, I am convinced!"
He walked away from the thousand-foot-foot-high open space.
Above the main position, Emperor Yan and the Concubine listened to each other, and there were many tribal leaders in the two rows beside them. Looking at this scene, many tribal leaders all showed their praise.
They all knew that this Prince Yanju had only been born for two years.
Even some gods with top-level spirits and feet can only cultivate to become the true god at most. If they are stronger, they may cultivate to become the body of the god.
But this Prince Yanju seems to have cultivated into the body of a superior god.
This kind of talent is really beyond the reach of the world.
The ancient god of the Yan Emperor tribe next to him also smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and shouted to the surroundings. "But there are still people who challenge the prince. If there is no such a great prize, it will be his prince?"
The leaders of the tribe shook their heads secretly when they saw this scene.
Even as the leader of a family, only the best can have the Taoist practice of the gods, most of which are just the gods. How can the sons in their tribe compare with Prince Yanju?
At this moment, a voice came.
"I'll do it!"
A luxuriously dressed figure suddenly walked out from a distance. Beside Emperor Yan, Zhu Rong looked at the scene, his face changed slightly, and hummed for a moment. vocal.
"Sad son!"
He immediately looked at Yan Emperor and his wife and bowed.
"Your Majesty, the rebellious son is not aware of the world, and he dares to challenge the prince..."
Zhu Rong was a little angry. He knew the intention of Emperor Yan, so he was worried that Prince Changqin would be ruined if he appeared. event.
The Yan Emperor waved his hand and smiled at him. "It's okay, I have said long ago that the Yan Emperor tribe held a conference of hundreds of races to select talents. Everyone can come to power. If Yan Ju can defeat Yan Ju, it is a good thing, just let him know the people. There are people outside, and there is a reason outside of heaven! ”
"Sit!"
He comforted Zhu Rong with a smile on his face.
Zhu Rong still frowned, and his eyes fell on Prince Changqin in the open space, but he was secretly annoyed. He made up his mind to discipline him and clean up after he returned.
Above the open space, Yang Huai frowned slightly and looked at the red-clothed god with a golden crown in the distance, dressed in a primitive style but slightly luxurious style. He had a longbow behind him, and his eyebrows were red as red as fire. He is heroic and has a very strong Taoist rhyme on his body. He has successfully condensed the Taoist fruit and cultivated into the body of the Supreme God.
He also recognized the other person.
Prince Changqin of Zhurong clan. The second generation Zhu Rong had many descendants, several of whom were particularly famous, one of which was the Prince Changqin.
"How is it, do you dare to compete with this prince?"
The old man looked at Yan Ju with his eyebrows raised, with a strong feeling deep in his eyes. the provocative look.
Yan Ju looked calm, raised one palm and hooked it towards him.
"Come on!"
He looked lightly, but when he fell into Prince Changqin's eyes, it was obvious that he was despised, which made him angry, but he just smiled coldly. He raised his hand and saw a strong ball of spread. The fire appeared deep in his palm. It turned into nine, and nine turned into one. In this process, the fire of Tianyuan suddenly surged and continued. It was terrible that the gods could activate from his hands and turned into a torrent towards him. Yanju swept over.
The blazing high temperature dissipated, and the violent divine power made the many leaders around him look disgusted.
They also recognized it. This was the supreme secret technique of the Zhurong clan, "The Secret Technique of Fire Refining".
There are also changes in Zhurong’s Nine Flames Secret Technique.
Opposite, Yan Ju's expression remained unchanged. Seeing the fire of Tianyuan sweeping over, his expression remained motionless, but his hands turned round in front of him, forming a double-layer rotating scorching sun Tai Chi. The light expanded, sweeping the sweeping All the rolling fires of the Tianyuan are swallowed.
After the terrifying Tianyuan Fire was swallowed by him, his face was only slightly rosy. In Prince Changqin's astonished gaze, Yan Ju smiled slightly, and waved his hand and thousands of sun divine lights came from the sky. His hand shot out quickly, forming hundreds of dazzling deadly sword lights that enveloped him.
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The depth of each sword light contains the blazing and violent Tianyuan fire, which intertwined each other, like a sword formation covering Prince Changqin.
Just this move, Zhu Rong in the distance could see that Yan Ju's understanding in "The Secret Technique of Refining Fire" had surpassed Prince Changqin, which made him secretly surprised.
Although Prince Changqin was a little reckless, his talent was very good. He had been born for thousands of years and had been practicing the "Secret Technique of Fire Refining" for more than seven or eight hundred years, but he was easily suppressed by Yan Ju.
Thousands of sword lights expand, forming the Pure Yuan Wanmiao Nine Divine Sword Formation, red lights pass by, breaking through the air from countless incredible angles, and even faintly forming a cracked storm formed by the flames of the sun. General plunder.
It was just caught off guard that several sword energy intertwined and penetrated the divine body of Prince Changqin.
Crown Prince Changqin was not surprised and angry when he saw the blood. He came to prove himself. At this time, he not only failed to show his face in front of the Father God, but was injured after a meeting. Wouldn't he be even more incompetent? .
I felt ashamed and angry, and I suddenly ran away!
A violent red light appeared all over his body, and a terrifying flame god who was dozens of feet tall appeared on the spot.
The beast face and human body, two fire dragons entrenched around it, like the most god who holds the power of the flames of heaven and earth, majestic and sacred.
The blazing terrifying high temperature emanated from his body, and it seemed that a pure original flame appeared on the spot.
That is the Dharma image of the Zhurong God Clan.
The divine power around the body has increased by more than three times!
"Let me open it!"
Amid his roar, his body was filled with violent origins of storm, and the magnificent flame divine power washed away dozens of divine lights around him like a torrent, turning the red lights formed by the Tianyuan Fire, one after another. The sword shadow hits it.
Seeing this, Yan Ju's eyes moved and he smiled. "It's not that easy!"
The sword sounded around his waist, and the red sword shadow turned into a strong red light, breaking through the air, and a ray of pureness in the depths of the sword shadow was extremely beautiful. The Sun Tao emerged from it, and wherever the sky broke through, the Pure Yuan Wanmiao Nine Divine Sword Formation rotated, turning into a hundred-foot divine sword like lightning, slashing towards Prince Changqin's Zhurong's divine body.
"Don't think about it!"
Prince Changqin felt the terrifying divine power contained in the giant sword, and formed a seal in his hand. The blazing divine power around his body seemed to boil. In a short period of time, the divine power around his body suddenly increased again, and an extremely long one appeared in his hand. The flame divine spear, the innate divine fire burst out from it, fighting against the Hundred-foot-earth Divine Sword above the head.
Rumbling!
I saw a hundred feet above my head and a hundred feet of blazing divine sword burst inch by inch.
The gods looked at this scene with a change of eyes.
Even some leaders of various tribes with powerful divine power could not help but change their expressions slightly.
Whether it is Changqin or Prince Yanju, the Taoist practice she showed is a bit imaginative.
Rumbling! !
Amid the eyes of the gods, the hundred-foot God Sword was broken inch by inch, but a red light appeared inside, flew past Prince Changqin's spear, easily breaking the horror formed by the divine spear. The blazing evil aura suddenly appeared on Prince Changqin's chest.
Looking carefully, it was just a "extremely short" ancient sword that was five or six feet long.
It stopped at Prince Changqin's chest, not because it was impossible to move forward, but because Yan Ju controlled him from afar.
Prince Changqin's expression changed slightly. He was about to knock it away with the spear in his hand, but Zhu Rong's cold voice came from a distance. "Enough, you have already lost, and you still have to stay away. Will you lose the face of my Zhurong clan?"
Hearing this, Prince Changqin's face changed, his expression was a little disgusting. He was convinced and wanted to speak, Zhu Rong suddenly flashed two slaps in front of him. The crisp sound immediately made Prince Changqin stunned. His face was red and warm for a moment, and his eyes covered his cheeks and almost spit out fire.
This scene not only made many leaders stunned, but Yan Ju was also a little stunned.
When Huo Zheng taught him before, he was not so violent, but was patient, generous and gentle.
I didn't expect to beat my son so much...well, I'm not ruthless!
When Prince Changqin was still dissatisfied, Zhu Rong stared at him with some regret and shouted angrily. "Idiot, can't you see clearly? This ancient sword was transformed from the red copper of the mother of the Heaven and Earth. If Prince Yanju had not kept his hand, your soul would have been broken long ago. Let you stand here!"
"What else can you do if you are embarrassing? "
Seeing that Zhu Rong was still trying to scold him, Yan Ju was trying to persuade him, but after a red and white change in Prince Changqin's face suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared in place.
Seeing this, he sighed.
Although Prince Changqin was a little reckless, he was just a young man's character. If he scolded him in public, how could Prince Changqin raise his head to be a human being in the future? His Master Huo Zheng is too strict!
He raised his hand and took back the mountain red bronze sword.
When Zhu Rong saw this, his eyes moved, he just snorted lightly, and returned to his seat for a moment, with a faint anger in his expression.
The ancient gods of the Yan Emperor clan next to him saw that no one else was ready to challenge him and were about to announce the result.
At this moment, a clear and unruly voice came from the horizon.
"Slowly, since hundreds of tribes meet, how can we not wait!"
"Captain Yanju, do you dare to compete with this prince?!"
< Before he finished speaking, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky. A great rising sun suddenly appeared in the sky. Several magnificent divine powers broke through the air, and accompanied by the loud sound of crows crying throughout the fields.
On the ground, the gods all changed their faces.
(This chapter ends)