Yang Yu was also secretly surprised. He knew that Xuanyuan Xiaoyao had good talent, but he didn't expect that Xuanyuan Zhentian would praise him like this. It seems that Xuanyuan Xiaoyao still has many sides that he didn't understand. Xuanyuan Zhentian finally said that Xuanyuan Xiaoyao would break through to a holy-level warrior after leaving the Immortal Island, which shocked him even more.

Xuanyuan Zhentian stopped talking, and his eyes looked at Master Zhimo: "You are enemies of my Xuanyuan family. Do you really think no one can deal with you?"

"I just want to let Shaolin inherit it." Master Zhimo was secretly warned.

Many people know that a good show is coming.

Although Master Zhimo is powerful, he has no idea how likely he will win against the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family. If one is not good, this place will become the place where Master Zhimo dies.

"snort!"

Xuanyuan Zhentian was very dissatisfied with the answer from Master Zhimo. The cold snorted like spring thunder, which made people shudder. Several weak monsters were scared and retreated several miles away.

"Old Xuanyuan is immortal, what do you want to do?" Master Zhimo roared. His face was ashen and his body was tense. Behind him was a big sun Tathagata wheel dazzlingly.

The spiritual energy overflowed, the space became extremely depressed, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder in the sky.

"Zhimo, you are just a little monk next to Shi Damo. Let me see what you have inherited from Shi Damo's unique skills." Xuanyuan Zhentian is really going to take action.

He held the sky with one hand, and his thin hands were filled with silver-white light. A strange rhythm was released from his hands. The spiritual energy nearly a hundred miles around was sensed. The wind and clouds suddenly rose, and the world seemed to be gloomy. Everyone felt a terrifying momentum and pressure, especially the monsters, all trembling.

"This person is too strong, enough to match us." The King of Niu shouted in dismay.

"Yes, it's definitely not weaker than us, and it's even stronger. It turns out that warriors can be so terrifying. It's such a powerful way of cultivation. If humans on earth keep practicing, they will definitely be able to occupy a place in the universe, and they may not even recreate civilization." Xiong Huang also said.

Zhimo was also scared. He felt the power of Shi Damo on Xuanyuan Zhentian.

After reaching this level of cultivation, he thought he was no longer afraid of anyone. But when he thought of Shu Da Mo, he still felt ashamed of himself. The first person in Shaolin who had reached the realm of immortal warrior was extraordinary in his strength. Later, several disciples of Shu Da Mo were also pretty good, but none of them could be compared with Shu Da Mo.

Strictly speaking, Zhima is not a disciple of Shibatamo, but he has been following Shibatamo. He is considered a young monk who serves Shibatamo. However, Zhima has a strong talent. During the period when he followed Shibatamo, he learned a lot, even surpassing Shibatamo's disciples.

"The ancestor is too strong." Xuanyuan Luoxue murmured to himself. He originally wanted to catch up with Xuanyuan Zhentian and become the next ancestor of the Xuanyuan family. But when he saw this scene in front of him, he no longer had confidence.

Xuanyuan Zhentian also stretched out his other hand, and his hands were intertwined, and the handprints he used became more and more complex, and the spiritual energy around him was completely mobilized.

Master Zhimo felt a chill in his heart, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. This golden light saw everything above the nine heavens through the sky, where there was a handprint that was about to condense and form.

"Great Sun Tathagata. Nirvana!"

Master Zhimo roared, and golden light suddenly rose all over his body, and a six-meter-long golden body appeared. This was the supreme martial arts of Shaolin and the strongest attack martial arts in the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra.

The six-foot golden body looked like Zhimo. As soon as he moved, the ground dozens of miles around him vibrated. Many ancient trees broke one after another, and many insects underground disappeared.

"The Great Emperor's Seal!"

Xuanyuan Zhentian finally completed the hand seal, and the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles condensed a seal covering the sky, from above the nine heavens. The seal was like ruler of the world, and directly suppressed the ancestor Zhimo.

The momentum was terrifying, and the huge waves of air forced everyone to retreat continuously.

Yang Yu was frightened. The seal covering the sky was like an ancient jade seal, and it was an order from the emperor when it fell.

The power of the emperor suppresses all directions.

The six-meter-long golden body of Master Zhimo was even more dazzling. He held up his two golden big hands, and he wanted to use his hands to block the seal of the sky. However, just one contact was just now, and the surrounding ground collapsed at least meter deep.

"Click!"

A six-foot-meter-old bone was broken, and Master Zhimo thought to himself that it was not good: "The Emperor Seal is too terrifying, I can't stop it at all. The damn Xuanyuan family, if I had known that Xuanyuan Zhentian was not dead, I would have killed all the members of the Xuanyuan family first."

"boom!"

A crack that lasted dozens of miles long appeared on the ground.

The six-meter-long golden body has been bent to the extreme, and Master Zhimo can no longer hold on.

"Xuanyuan Zhentian, get out of here!" A loud shout came from the void.

"Who?" Xuanyuan Zhentian looked up unconsciously.

In the sky, a man grabbed him with one hand. His palm was extremely pale and bloodless, but it was extremely terrifying. The surrounding spiritual energy exploded one after another, and the emperor seal also trembled.

"Shut through space, this is... a fairy warrior!" Xuanyuan Zhentian was extremely shocked, "How could someone break through to the fairy warrior? Who is you?"

Master Zhimo also heard Xuanyuan Zhentian's words, and he was also extremely frightened. How could there be immortal warriors on earth? Someone really understood the method of breaking through immortal warriors? However, he had no time to think deeply about this issue. He felt that the pressure on the Emperor Seal was much lighter. He pushed his hands and the person had already escaped.

Xuanyuan Zhentian saw that Master Zhimo escaped without any reaction. His mind was all on the man in the sky. He lived to this day for no reason, wasn’t he just to break through and become an immortal warrior? There was a living immortal warrior in front of him. This made him envious, but he wanted to get a way to break through this person to become an immortal warrior.

Zhimo also looked at the man in the sky. Although he was covered by fog, he still felt an extremely familiar aura on the man, and even that appearance made him feel like he had seen it before.

"Don't you know me anymore?" The man laughed, his words were extremely gloomy.

"This sound..." Yang Yu's face changed slightly.

"Cao Qianqiu, he is Cao Qianqiu!" Xuanyuan Fengyun roared, and he could hear this familiar voice.

Many warriors were shocked.

Cao Qianqiu!

Cao Qianqiu, the Lord of the Temple of the Gods!

"Haha, I am Cao Qianqiu. Now I have broken through to become an immortal warrior. You obediently bow down and surrender. I can spare you death, how about it?"

The mist in the sky dissipated, and a man who was a picture of Cao Qianqiuliu appeared. The man was wearing a black armor, with two long horns on his head, his face was a little black, and there was no blood on his body.

"Why did your appearance change?" Master Zhimo was extremely surprised.

Cao Qianqiu smiled strangely: "In order to be stronger, what's the point of changing a little bit?"

"This is... it's exactly like the Rakshasa clan." Xuanyuan Zhentian frowned slightly, "I don't know who you are, but you have practiced the Rakshasa clan's skills? It's wrong... Just practicing the Rakshasa clan's skills can't become like this, can't it..."

"Yes, you guessed it right." Cao Qianqiu looked at Xuanyuan Zhentian, "I not only practiced the Rakshasa clan's martial arts, but also had the honor to obtain the purest Rakshasa clan bloodline. Now I have completed the final transformation... I am already a Rakshasa clan."

"You actually abandoned your bloodline?" Master Zhimo pointed at Cao Qianqiu, and he was very scared.

The most precious thing of a race is bloodline. The Chinese claim to be the descendants of the dragon because the blood of the dragon flows in the Chinese body. No matter any Chinese, they are proud of their bloodlines.

Abandoning blood is tantamount to abandoning the entire race.

"Hmph, the Chinese people's bloodline is extremely low. I abandoned this kind of low bloodline and soon broke through to become a domain master who is comparable to an immortal warrior. Now I am coming as a king of the world. What bloodline do you still tell me is ridiculous! In the future, I will build a Rakshasa Empire on the earth, and the successor of the dragon, go to hell!" Cao Qianqiu said loudly, and he was extremely respectful of the Rakshasa clan in his words.

Everyone was shocked.

"Zhimo, I just saved your life. Now you just need to follow me. From now on the earth, you will be one person below and above ten thousand people. I can even give you the skills and bloodlines of the Rakshasa clan. At that time, you can also break through to become a master of the domain master and live with the heavens." Cao Qianqiu looked at Zhimo.

"You crazy! We are Chinese, and we should not abandon our bloodlines anyway. If you humiliate our ancestors, you will never forgive us!" Zhimo pointed at Cao Qianqiu and cursed.

"Mingwuwu, I saved you, you are ungrateful." Cao Qianqiu glanced at Zhimo, "With my current strength, I will turn my hands to make clouds and rain, do you want to die again?"

Master Zhimo looked pale: "Even if I die, I will not betray my own race."

"Then you go and die!" Cao Qianqiu grabbed Zhimo with one claw, and the extremely sharp claw teared the space, and the space on the fairy island became increasingly unstable.

"No!" Zhimo's six-foot golden body roared.

"boom!"

A golden light appeared in the sky, and the fairy island was shrouded in this golden light. The palace gate made a slight sound. Many people hurriedly looked at the palace and saw that the palace gate slowly opened.

Zhimo was stunned and ran towards the palace suddenly.

"I want to run!" Cao Qianqiu chased Zhimo with one hand.

"Boom!"
Chapter completed!