Kowloon City.
Before Feng Tianyang and others from the Chaofeng Clan even had time to leave the city, the might of the Golden Immortal of Great Luo erupted from the Nine Dragon Palace.
Liuli realized that something was wrong: "They were the ones who took action, right?"
"I'm going to help Cheng Yun!"
She quickly turned around and went back, but was held down by Feng Tianyang.
Feng Tianyang shook his head helplessly and said, "It's useless. Your cultivation is too low. You will be a burden if you go!"
"We've taken the risk of alerting him."
"Whether he fights or retreats is his own choice."
Liuli felt very aggrieved: "The Kowloon Agreement was the choice of the Dragon Ancestors. How dare they tear up the agreement?"
Feng Tianyang sighed and said, "The Dragon Ancestors haven't appeared for a long time, and news of their deaths comes from time to time."
"Even as the clan leader, I don't know the whereabouts of my ancestor."
"The Kowloon Agreement is now dead in name only."
"Strength is everything."
"You are still young. The future of the Mocking Wind Tribe depends on you..."
Before they could finish their words, they realized that Cheng Yun's aura rushed out of the Nine Dragon Palace, shining as brightly as the sun in the sky, and Yan Que and Qiu Jinlin's auras also burst out shortly afterwards.
"The peak of the Golden Immortal Realm! It's Cheng Yun's aura!"
Liuli was very surprised.
Feng Tianyang was also stunned for a moment: "How is this possible?"
"The Dragon Son Trial has restrictions. No one over 30 is allowed to enter."
"Is he, is he the reincarnation of Zulong?"
Soon, only Cheng Yun's aura remained over there, and the auras of the other two people gradually weakened.
It is not difficult to imagine what changes have taken place on the battlefield.
Feng Tianyang was extremely shocked: "Could it be that he defeated the coalition forces of the three tribes alone?"
He saw it clearly in Chaofeng Palace at that time.
The three tribes together have a total of seventeen Daluo Jinxian, who can easily wipe out any tribe below the three powerful tribes.
Otherwise, Feng Tianyang would not retreat without a fight.
…
Duan Junhong is also in Kowloon City.
Noticing the change in the battle situation, he was completely stunned: "He's not even thirty years old and at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm. Am I still asleep?"
He himself is an extremely talented person.
I am as confident as anyone else.
Cheng Yun’s previous appearance still gave him quite a shock.
But compared to now, he just felt that his worldview had been crushed.
However, he soon discovered the problem.
"No, he is not a complete Daluo Jinxian. He only has the physical strength and blood of a Daluo Jinxian, but not the immortal soul and immortal essence."
"No wonder the battle ended so quickly."
…
Kowloon City.
All major ethnic groups gathered together, all paying attention to this battle for power.
Elder Ying of the Yinglong clan had his face swollen from being beaten. He did it himself.
Many people were talking about it.
"Endless Immortal Sea, the world is about to change."
"Who could have imagined that the three powerful clans would suffer such a huge setback?"
"Where on earth did this genius Cheng Yun come from?"
…
Kowloon Hall, in the square in front of the hall.
Facing Cheng Yun's stern shout, the three clan leaders took out the token for summoning the ancestor without hesitation and crushed it.
This is the only way.
Because they were all worried that Cheng Yun would kill them.
Although the Golden Immortal is difficult to kill, Cheng Yun can still do it with his strength.
Cheng Yun waited for a while, but still saw no movement. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "It seems like he won't come."
As he spoke, he raised the sword in his right hand and was about to kill the group of elite dragons in front of him.
At this moment, the sense of crisis suddenly reached its peak!
Cheng Yun instinctively dodged sideways, holding a sword in his right hand and a bamboo in his left, protecting himself.
Almost instantly, a flying sword fell from the sky and shattered the floor tiles under Cheng Yun's feet.
Soon, more and more flying swords fell from the sky. Cheng Yun was like a dancing elf, using both hands to draw his swords, and only then was he able to barely defend against the opponent's attacks.
Such a powerful weapon-controlling technique, no doubt about it.
It can only be the dragon's son Jiaozi.
After a moment, the flying sword turned back. Above the nine heavens, the clouds dispersed, and only a domineering figure with red eyes appeared, suppressing the enemy with the terrifying pressure of the Ancestral Dragon and the momentum of the peak Daluo Golden Immortal.
As a result, everyone in Kowloon City was shocked by this power.
Unlike Cheng Yun's might, the other party is of the true bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon and has complete cultivation to the peak of the Golden Immortal.
Everyone looked at him wearing black gold armor, with his hands behind his back and flying swords all around him.
"Ancestor, you are back!"
Ya Wuxin was overjoyed, "I, the unworthy descendant Ya Wuxin, respectfully welcome the return of the ancestor."
With red eyes, he glanced at the other person and cursed, "You, no, you all, are useless. You have lived to this age in vain, and you were beaten so badly by a junior."
He could tell at a glance that Cheng Yun was very young.
Everyone present was much younger.
Cheng Yun locked his gaze on the other person and said in surprise, "I didn't expect that a dragon son would actually come. This trip was well worth it."
As he spoke, Cheng Yun kicked the ground, soared into the sky, and slashed at the opponent with his sword.
However, he didn't expect that Ya Zi would not engage in close combat with him at all. In a flash, countless flying swords fell from the sky like a rainstorm.
"Although I don't know how you cultivated, your aura is surprisingly similar to that of my father, but after all, you are not a complete Daluo Jinxian."
"Just relying on physical strength, you can defeat this bunch of trash, but don't even think about fighting against me, the ancestor."
Cheng Yun dodged and swung his sword and bamboo to block, shouting, "You keep saying they are trash."
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