The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron Chapter 1391: Yin Yang Wuhuo

"This breath..." Su Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. He had once sensed the existence of this breath in the Villa of Exorcism.

At that time, he also attacked Su Yu from the air, and was resolved by him with the vacuum sound flute.

"It turns out that the powerful man of the Moon Moon Sect that I met at that time was the Holy Son! What did he do at the Villa of Exorcism?" A gleam of light flashed in the depths of Su Yu's pupils.

The arrival of the Son caused quite a stir.

"Look, it's the Son of God!"

"Hey! Lord Holy Son really came to participate."

"If that's the case, I don't think there's any suspense about the saint's marriage."

"Since ancient times, the Hall of the Holy Virgin and the Hall of the Son of the Son have been inseparable. The next generation of the Mochizuki sect leader will only choose one of the two. The Son of God will participate in the recruitment of the Son-in-law of the Holy Son, which is intended to cause trouble."

"If the saint cannot choose a satisfactory husband, according to the regulations of the religion, she cannot inherit the position of the leader."

Everyone's heart is like a mirror.

Rethinking the ambush they encountered in the woods, the Son was determined to destroy the son-in-law.

"However, it may not be easy for the Holy Son to destroy the son-in-law. The two capitals have dispatched the most powerful geniuses of the time. Among them, King Shengjing's junior ministers are even more prominent in the contemporary era. He lost the position of the Holy Son because of his inferiority, and now he is making a comeback, I don't think the Holy Son can easily subdue Sun Qingchen."

The Holy Son stepped on the prodigy unicorn and descended, staring at everyone, swept his eyes at will, and didn't put them in his eyes at all.

"Give you a chance to get out of the way, otherwise you will be killed and injured, don't blame this holy son." The flames between the holy son's eyebrows suddenly beat, and a trace of ominous aura naturally appeared.

All the participants who had finally reached the altar, dared not speak out.

Although the Holy Son is domineering, who can defy him?

Some people who are afraid of the majesty of the Son of God, after thinking for a long time, gritted their teeth and gave up, withdrawing from the selection.

There are less than 50% who choose to stay, thinking about the assessment process, the Holy Son can't help them.

Among them are Wang Dachui and Wang Feilin's uncle and nephew.

"I gave you a chance, a bunch of people who don't know what to do." The Holy Son coldly glanced at the selectors who insisted on staying, and his eyes were full of cold light.

Wang Feilin clenched his fists and muttered: "What's the air? The sect leader has been in seclusion for many years, and he doesn't ask the facts. Otherwise, you will be allowed to be so presumptuous.

There is a trace of blood on his shoulder.

This is what was left when it was ambushed in the woods.

Huh? Unexpectedly, the Holy Son's eyes and ears are amazing, and he can catch this murmur from a distance, and the murderous intention flashes in his eyes: "Insulting the Holy Son, it is disrespectful, die!"

After he finished speaking, the Holy Son waved his wrist, and a wave of witchcraft at the triple heaven level flew into the air, killing Wang Feilin.

Wang Feilin's face changed greatly, anxious and angry: "Corrupt Heart Curse! You are so vicious..."

He only muttered a word, but he was killed.

It's too late and it's too soon, Wang Feilin cast a spell to offset it while retreating.

However, he is only an ordinary sixth-level wizard, how can he resist the attack of the third-level wizard?

Under such a powerful attack, he couldn't even cast a spell.

"Be careful!" Wang Dachui, who was beside him, also changed his face, and hurriedly cast a spell to resolve it.

The ripples generated by the spell were dissipated in an instant, without even the slightest shielding power.

At a critical moment, Wang Dachui roared and threw out a statue the size of a palm.

The statue is somewhat similar to the one Cailin used before. It contains powerful magic power, and opens an umbrella-shaped ripple to shelter Wang Feilin in it.

Om——

Invisibly, a powerful explosion burst out, and the ripples of the Holy Son pushed the umbrella-shaped ripples horizontally and flew backwards rapidly.

Under the crushing force, Wang Feilin was so crazy that he vomited blood in his mouth.

Even if the ripples of the Son of God were not directly applied to him, this crushing force alone was enough to bombard him to the point of vomiting blood to death.

What's even more unfortunate is that the direction he flew backwards happened to be where Su Yu and Cailin were.

Cai Lin's eyes narrowed and he said, "Flicker! We can't stop it!"

But how hard is it to avoid the Son's blow? Even if he uses his whole body divine power, he may not be able to escape safely.

Seeing that the three of them were about to collide, Su Yumo silently took out the eighty-year-old soul-fixing wood and held it in his palm, dissolving most of the Holy Son's spell.

Immediately afterwards, he secretly operated the world-destroying dragon power, removing most of the power from Wang Feilin's body.

On this way, his figure was slowed down, Su Yu took the opportunity to pull Cailin to avoid, Wang Feilin rubbed backwards, and then stumbled his head to the ground and fell to the ground with his feet upside down, like a tortoise stumbling on its head, embarrassed.

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Although the Holy Son is domineering, he is also right to speak cheaply."

"His luck is good. He saved his life in exchange for his life. This blow from the Holy Son was supposed to kill him."

In the eyes of all eyes, it is another sarcastic whisper.

It made Wang Feilin, who had no face, even more ashamed and annoyed.

When Yu Guang noticed Cai Lin, who looked indifferent and easily dodged to the side, his anger rose from his heart, and he got up and shouted: "Damn! Say, who made you do something wrong and trip me on purpose?"

Judging from the situation just now, he really seemed to be tripped over by Su Yu.

Whether this is the case, he knows best.

Without Su Yu's dissolving power, he had already been lying on the ground, reduced to a cold corpse, where would there be a chance to blame Su Yu?

Su Yu sneered: "The person who beat you so embarrassedly, you dare not say a word, dare not ask questions, and dare not take revenge when you are in front of you, as if it never happened! It's bad for me, the one who helped me. Violent words, fierce appearance, resentment soaring to the sky! Hehe, you are a coward in your bones, if the Holy Maiden sees you, she is really blind."

Wang Feilin's face turned red, his anger rose and rolled, and he shouted angrily: "You are arrogant! You are worthy of commenting on me? Do you know who it is? The Shengjing Wang clan, a toe is ten thousand times more noble than you. It's not my turn to tell you what to do!"

"Shut up!" Wang Dazhui came over with a calm expression and scolded.

From his point of view, he can clearly see the whole process that just happened.

It was Su Yu who solved the witchcraft, and it was Su Yu who solved the power. Not to mention the grace of saving life, but to talk about his hidden methods and strength, Wang Dazhui was shocked.

Seeing the nephew's anger at others, he scolded him sharply.

Unexpectedly, his scolding was counterproductive.

"Uncle! You still help him now? You didn't see that he made me so embarrassed?" Wang Feilin said angrily.

Wang Dachui squeezed his shoulders, shook his head and said in a low voice: "First, it's not that I help him, but that he is right. If you don't have the courage to take revenge on the Son of God, don't take anger at others, it will only make you narrow-minded. Weak and incompetent! Second, you are not his opponent, so don't bring shame on yourself."

Although what he said was unpleasant, his words made sense.

However, Wang Feilin, who was furious, could hear the bad advice?

"Hahaha, I'm not as good as him?" Wang Feilin shook off his uncle's palm and said coldly, "Uncle, you are old, not only are you confused and help outsiders, you can't even use your eyes well, so you actually suspect that I'm not as good as him? "

"Okay, I'll try it, what's so amazing about him!" Wang Feilin walked like a fly, chanting a spell in his mouth, and a peculiar ripple rose under his feet, making his feet like the wind, and his speed skyrocketed several times.

Shh——

Su Yu's intuition was blurred and the light and shadow flickered, and a huge slap broke the space and slapped his cheek: "I'll give you a slap to wake you up!"

Su Yu's eyes flashed coldly, and he laughed a little.

When he was on the outside, he made rude words, but Su Yu never took it to heart, disdain to care about such a fool.

Just now, I angered Su Yu, and I spoke ill of each other, but Su Yu didn't bother to care about it.

Now, he's stomping his nose on his face.

"Go away!" Su Yu frowned, and his right arm was suddenly covered with a layer of pitch-black dragon scales, swiping twice as fast as lightning.

Clap--

Two loud and clear slaps resounded throughout the audience.

The crowd, who were originally watching the excitement, gradually became solemn, and it was clear that Wang Feilin made the first move, but Su Yu, who was attacked by the latter, slapped him twice in a row and had no chance to resist.

Pfft-

The power of the slap was extremely powerful. Wang Feilin's cheeks were blurred with blood, and the whole body flew upside down, and he was put into the arms of Wang Dachui, who rushed over in time.

The pain brought Wang Feilin back to his senses, and he stared at Su Yu, who was standing still, in trembling.

At the moment of the hand-to-hand fight, he felt a terrible suffocation, a feeling that he had never experienced when facing the Fifth Heavenly Great Wizard.

Only the Son would give him such a sense of panic.

"You..." Wang Feilin covered his cheeks, angry and scared.

Wang Dachui let go of his nephew, clasped his fists and bowed deeply: "Thank you little brother for your mercy, my nephew is ignorant, and I hope to make amends."

Su Yu glanced at them lightly, then indifferently looked away, and swept towards the Holy Son in the sky.

He is staring at Su Yu.

A trace of doubt lingers in his eyes: "Your breath seems familiar! We must have met somewhere."

Su Yu secretly said, not only have he seen it before, but also fought against each other.

"It's okay, even get rid of you together." The Holy Son said lightly, as if beheading people who threatened him in public was just commonplace.

But at this moment, a majestic sound pierced through the sky, causing the genius unicorn at the foot of the Son to panic.

The Holy Son snorted coldly and stepped on both feet. Just now, the unicorn was quiet and his eyes were staring coldly ahead: "Wang Qingchen!"

In the distance, a handsome young man with long blue hair, stepping on a white crane, came flying in a hurry.

The youthful aura is restrained, but the magic power that sometimes radiates fluctuates, but it is as terrifying as the abyss.

"Zhao Tianyin, I haven't seen you for a long time." Wang Qingchen looked indifferent, and flew down in front of Wang Dachui's uncle and nephew, staring at the Holy Son.

The son's real name is Zhao Tianyin. In his youth, he competed with Wang Qingchen for the position of the contemporary son.

Wang Qingchen lost the throne of his Son in one stroke.

"The defeated general." Zhao Tianyin snorted softly, restrained his murderous intention, and stopped shooting.

It can be seen that he is still a little jealous of Wang Qingchen.

"Big brother! You have to decide for me!" Wang Feilin covered his cheeks, as if he had found the backbone.

He's actually Wang Qingchen's younger brother!

Wang Qingchen looked at him and said, "I saw what happened just now."

Wang Feilin looked overjoyed, and glared at Su Yu with resentment: "Brother, pay it back ten times for me!"

"Okay!" Wang Qingchen nodded lightly and stretched out his palm.

Pop——

Ah-

But suddenly, he turned around with a hint of anger on his face, and slapped Wang Feilin's face with a backhand, splattering his already **** face.

Wang Feilin was beaten and screamed: "Brother, why are you beating me?"

Wang Qingchen said indifferently: "This slap is the eldest brother thanking him on your behalf. Without him, you would already be a pile of rotten meat!"

The voice fell, and the body was like lightning.

Pop——

With another crisp sound, Wang Feilin was slapped again, and half of his cheek was slapped to pieces.

"This slap is an apology to him on behalf of the Wang family. The ancients said that hatred can be forgotten, and kindness must not be repaid. You are ungrateful, angering others, treating them as enemies, and disgracing my Wang family!"

Wang Feilin's eyes were dazed, and he was stunned.

Following, another slap in the face, Wang Feilin's last half of his cheek was smashed, and he fainted on the spot.

"This palm is for yourself, remember today's lesson." Wang Qingchen indifferently withdrew his palm and said, "Uncle Sledgehammer, take him back, don't let him again without my order in the future. Come out and be ashamed!"

Wang Dachui smiled bitterly: "Fortunately you are here, but this is not our stage."

He clasped his fists at Su Yu, picked up the unconscious Wang Feilin and left quickly.

After the farce ended, Wang Qingchen walked towards Su Yu with his hands behind his back, Yun Danfeng nodded approvingly: "The strength is acceptable."

After speaking, he stood under the altar by himself, not talking to anyone, like the arrogant white crane in the sky.

Cailin frowned slightly: "You are so arrogant, and look down on you so much! You are someone who can't be retained by the kings of the two great dynasties. Compared with you, where does he have the confidence to judge you like this?"

Su Yu just smiled and didn't care.

"Gaga, the holy son Zhao Tianyin, and Wang Qingchen of the Wang clan, it turns out that they are all here. It seems that today's assessment is somewhat interesting." A shaky voice crossed the deep forest and hit the ear.

Many wizards can't resist chanting incantations and resisting harsh sounds.

Soul Soul Wood in Su Yu's palm constantly exudes power, offsetting this harsh dark power.

"It's the overlord of Chu of the Vatican! He actually rushed to participate in the Holy Land assessment today!"

"The strength of Chu Bawang ranked third in the competition for the Holy Son at the beginning. After more than ten years, I don't know how far he has cultivated and how much stronger he is than in the past."

Su Yu looked at him and felt a lot of pressure.

This person's strength is also extremely strong, at least not inferior to the gods of the triple heaven realm.

Mochizuki Sect is really a lot of talented people, one recruiting a son-in-law will lead to three outstanding young geniuses!

Zhao Tianyin and Wang Qingchen both glanced at him silently, then looked away expressionlessly, with a few fears flashing in the depths of their pupils.

Soon, a young man with a black robe and a thin and bony body walked out of the deep forest.

He smirked and looked at the two old guards guarding the stairs: "The time difference is not enough, so I can wait for the test."

The two old guards looked at the sky, moved away from the stairs, and at the same time took out a wooden statue, which was still on the stairs.

Shit——

The two wooden statues burst, and one yin and one yang burst out from each, two special auras, densely covering every part of the stairs.

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In the end, with a bang, two strange flames, black and white, erupted, sinking the stairs into the flames.

The black-and-white flames are eerie, lukewarm, yet extremely uncomfortable and contradictory.

Cai Lin attached to Su Yu's ear and said: "This is the yin and yang witch fire, the supreme flame that only the leader of the Moon God Sect can master, it is more terrifying than any known flames in the realm of the gods, it only burns the soul, the soul Those who are not pure enough can hardly stop the burning."

"The assessment is to walk from the flames to the altar on foot. If you can persevere in the past, you will succeed, otherwise you will fail."

Su Yu understood clearly, staring at Yin-Yang Wuhuo, without any intention of coming forward immediately.

"Who will come first?" The two guards said mechanically.

There was a moment of silence in the crowd, and a fifth-level great wizard rolled his eyes and walked over first: "I'll come first!"

A chapter will be made up tomorrow night