179: C179 Fighting Candle of Nine Yin

C179 Fighting Candle of Nine Yin

Fourth prince Yun Zhao was very strong. A few years ago, he was only half a move behind the day. What kind of person was he during the day? They were known as the gods of death, and it was said that they once killed 400,000 powerless women and children within the demon race.

The golden canopy on top of Yun Zhao's head seemed to be holding a treasured umbrella, radiating splendor in all directions. His eyes were mesmerizing, as if he had some sort of magic within them.

"I am." Meng Xuanzhao glanced at the fourth prince, Yun Zhao, and shifted his gaze away.

Too weak.

Not interested.

"I heard about your matters from my seventh brother and eighth brother. My ninth brother also died in your hands." You still have the guts to come to the Cloud County. "Since you've come, don't leave." Yun Zhao was quite domineering.

Meng Xuan shook his head nonchalantly. "Where in the world did you get your confidence from?"

"I can kill you in one move." Yun Zhao's eyes lit up, and the faint aura of the Ancestral Founder pressed down towards Meng Xuan, Tang Zong, and Murong.

"Scram." Meng Xuan said indifferently. With a jolt, the fourth prince was pushed back a step by an invisible force, and the domain created by the ancestor's divine might began to disintegrate.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Meng Xuan. "There's a bit of a way, but it's still impossible to stir up any trouble in the Hundred God Battle in the Cloud County."

"Fourth brother, what's wrong?" A figure appeared on the stage, clad in a golden robe and a mask.

Third Prince!

Or perhaps they could be called the Golden Robed Heroes!

The golden-robed man was currently in an extremely terrible mood. Entering the treasure trove of confusion and concealment, one would most likely die, but they would have missed out on the first tree.

Yun Zong gave a simple explanation and then looked at Tang Zongheng.

When the golden-gowned guest also saw Tang Zong's figure, he was stunned for a moment, then said mockingly, "Who do I think it is? So it's Imperial Concubine Hua's son."

Hua Fei was the birth mother of Tang Heng and Yun Zong, the concubine of the duke. She was also the pearl of the Great Tang Province and the first wife of Old Tang. However, after the coup in the Great Tang Province, Old Tang was seriously injured by Hua's concubine and Zhu Jiuyin. He was in dire straits. After Tang Zong was born, they remarried and came to the Cloud County.

Tang Zong's eyes suddenly flashed as he looked at the man in golden robes. A dangerous light brewed in his eyes.

The golden-gowned person laughed coldly, "Are you angry? It's fine, Hua Fei came today as well. I presume she would be happy to see two of her sons fighting. "

Hearing the name "Hua Fei," Tang Zongheng clenched his fists until they creaked.

Just as Jin Yunke finished speaking, several figures appeared on the platform. They were both women, both in their thirties and forties. They were all extremely elegant and graceful, filled with precious energy.

Among them, there was a middle-aged woman who was looking at Yunzhuang, then looked at Tang Zong. She had a dignified appearance, and the passage of time had not left any traces on her face. It could be seen that when she was young, she was very beautiful. Otherwise, they wouldn't have attracted the attention of two prefectures in succession.

"Zou." Hua Fei looked at Yun Zong, her eyes filled with concern, "Have you recovered from your injuries? If you can't participate in the Large Competition, then don't force yourself. "

She was very concerned about Yun Zou, as if he was the flesh of her heart. As for Tang Zongheng, she only glanced at him a few times with a cold and detached expression before ignoring him.

Tang Zong had the blood of that impoverished person in her body, so she was very displeased.

"I'm fine, Mother." Yun Zong respectfully said.

Hua Fei nodded her head and looked around. Finally, her gaze stopped on Tang Zong for a few seconds. "If the Large Competition is coming, then we should just leave him with his life. Although he has that man's dirty blood in him, he is still my son. "

Tang Zong looked at Hua Fei with a sinister look in his eyes. This woman's heart was truly ruthless. He abandoned him when he was two years old.

If it was just a simple abandonment, why did he join forces with Zhu Jiuyin to assassinate his father?

If it wasn't for this woman, with Old King Tang's astounding talent, who could have hurt him?

The culprit behind everything was this woman in front of him!

"I don't want your sympathy, take it away!" Tang Zang's hair was loose, and the corners of his face were very clear, as if he was carved. Even when he was angry, he was very graceful.

One could only imagine how incredible the person who was deemed as the number one commander by Meng Xuan was.

A cold look slowly appeared in Hua Fei's eyes as she scoffed, "Don't worry, it's not because I pity you. I just don't want to see my own flesh and blood die miserably in front of me. If you leave my sight, I don't care if you live or die. "

Tang Zong pointed at Yun Zong as killing intent slowly emerged in his eyes. "Very well, I'll let you see this today."

"Wishful thinking." "If you really dare to go all out and hurt me, don't blame me for not thinking about the relationship between mother and son."

How could this woman be so cheap?

Yun Zong is your son, but Tang Zong is not?

Meng Xuan, who was standing by the side, couldn't stand to watch any longer.

"How many sons do you have?" Meng Xuan impatiently asked, "Is there anything else that belongs to Li Zongheng or Zhang Zongheng?"

His words were obviously mocking Hua Fei for her water nature and his question was very sharp.

"Who are you?" Princess Hua asked, extremely unkind.

"Don't care who I am. Today, other than Tang Zong, your son will not remain in this world." Cold light flashed in Meng Xuan's eyes. How could there be a mother like her?

"How dare you!" Jian Eleven suddenly turned around and two rays of sword light shot out from his eyes. He looked at Meng Xuan and said, "You actually dare to be disrespectful to my aunt!"

The two pairs of eyes looked exactly the same as the fourth prince's sword of will, Yun Zhao's. However, Jian Eleven's gaze was even more pure and vigorous. The two beams of light felt as if they were real, penetrating through the void. It was extremely terrifying.

"Interesting." Meng Xuan said with a smile.

Clearly, the background of Imperial Consort Hua's mother was not simple. It seemed that the fact that the Cloud County's King had taken a fancy to Imperial Consort Hua and brought her into the imperial harem was related to her background.

"Do you have any relatives? "Later, let them all come up. I'll deal with them one by one." Meng Xuan replied.

"Truly arrogant to the extreme. How strong are Jian Eleven's cultivation?" is almost comparable to people who have been waiting since day time. "

"He might be able to kill you with just one move."

"Don't spout nonsense here, go home."

The crowd broke out into a flurry of discussions, all of them feeling that Meng Xuan was extremely arrogant. Not to mention Sword Eleven, just the current Yun Zang is not someone you can mess with.

"Wait for me to kill you." The fourth prince coldly snorted.

"With this cultivation, killing him would only lower your status. I'm not interested. I'll leave it for you, Jian Eleven." The golden robed man said.

A white jade box appeared in Princess Yun Chang's hands, preventing her from spying on him. There were many jade chips inside, ensuring that no one else could do anything about it.

However, Meng Xuan was still able to notice something. The white jade box was covered by a faint divine sense. No one knew who left them behind, but they were extremely powerful and could definitely perform some operations in secret.

"Please line up and take out the jade chip. # 1 is on the 79th, # 2 is on the 78th, and so on. If you admit defeat, you will not be able to attack again. " As Princess Yun Chang spoke, her gaze was fixated on Meng Xuan.

Who the heck was Meng Xuan and what was his identity?

He was definitely not as simple as the investigation had made him out to be.

Princess Yun Chang firmly believed in her sixth sense.

Meng Xuan walked up and withdrew a jade slip, number 1.0

Tang Zong followed closely behind and produced number 2. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. He wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death if he said that he didn't do it in secret.

"Number 1, please enter the great wasteland!" Princess Yun Chang spoke, her voice was clear and melodious. Everyone was stunned as well. This was the place where he was the happiest at. They never thought that it would be his turn the moment he started dancing.

"Number 79, please enter the Wasteland." Princess Yun Chang continued to speak, and a small snake slowly walked out. Although its body was small, it was like a fierce dragon was moving.

Candle Nine Yin!

Meng Xuan was stunned. He didn't think that he would have to face off against Zhu Jiuyin in the first battle … That's not right.

"Heh, I didn't expect my opponent to be you. It really suits my taste." Zhu Jiuyin sneered. When he had just entered the Royal City, he had already clashed with Tang Zong and met Meng Xuan. He had long been displeased with Meng Xuan.

"Ugh …" "Is the snake meat delicious?" Meng Xuan chuckled as he asked.

"Cut the crap, enter the Wasteland!" Candle Nine Yin turned into a streak of divine light and entered the Great Wasteland. She stood within the vast and boundless domain, gazing at Meng Xuan. Two-thirds of the figures stood on the ground, their eyes cold to the extreme.

Behind it, the image of a dragon appeared. That was a terrifyingly huge dragon with a pair of wings, hovering in the air as it coldly stared at Meng Xuan.

"This is the descendant of Candle Jiu Yin. He'll probably be devoured in three moves!"

"Candle Nine Yin, Sword Eleven, and Gold Ferocious Lion, their cultivations are all about the same."

"Let's see how this Meng Xuan will act now."

Meng Xuan, on the other hand, didn't care. He leisurely strolled into the great wasteland.

"Begin!" With Princess Yun Chang's order, Zhu Jiuyin's cultivation was pushed to the peak. From its slender body, an ocean like fluctuation was emitted. It was extremely violent. Opening its mouth, the gigantic dragon shadow behind it swooped down. Its gigantic head was as big as a mountain as it dived towards Meng Xuan.

After which, he opened his bloody mouth and extended his head towards Meng Xuan, letting out a terrifying roar!

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

This roar echoed in the world. Accompanied by a slight dragon roar, the Wasteland instantly exploded. A blood-red shockwave swept in all directions, even the air itself was unstable!

The dragon roar was very faint, but the aura contained within it was extremely terrifying. It was as if a True Dragon had emerged from the Abyss and pierced through the Nine Heavens!

"Wrath of the Candle Dragon!"

"This is the Wrath of the Candle Dragon, the innate divine ability of their race!"

"I once saw Candle Jiu Yin use this kind of sacred art to forcefully roar an expert of the older generation to pieces. Even an Eternal God was destroyed!"

The Wrath of the Candle Dragon was very terrifying. The sound waves were mighty and violent as they gathered together, forming a shockwave as thick as a bucket that rushed towards Meng Xuan!

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