It had to be a Green Soul.
These words were especially loud and clear.
Jun Changxiao immediately realized that the so-called Thousand Element Sovereign Soul should be in the city, waiting for a fated person to inherit it. He looked at Rose Of Flowers and said, "Your opportunity has come."
"I hope so."
Rose Of Flowers did not care about Golden Soul. She was more interested in understanding why the Soul Race was in the lower realms.
From the information she had received so far, she was certain that her ancestor, Hua Qianxing, chose to live in the Barren Land to train her people.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, the illusion collapsed.
Jun Changxiao and Rose Of Flowers were still in the hall.
In the open space in front of them, a green crystal appeared out of thin air, exuding an aura of vitality.
"Thousand Element Sovereign Soul?"
Just as Jun Changxiao was guessing, Rose Of Flowers seemed to be summoned by some kind of power. She unconsciously walked forward, reached out her hand through the layers of flowing light, and pressed it against the crystal.
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
Her heart beat faster. The flowing light around her gradually enveloped her like vines, resonating with each other.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Boundless green energy crazily surged out, spreading through the door into the Barren City.
"This …"
Song Dehen was stunned.
The aura that suddenly appeared clearly belonged to a low-class Green Soul. Why did it exude a power that made him submit!
"Thump!"
The old man knelt, tears streaming down his face. "Old Master, your great research has finally been inherited by your descendants!"
The crystal in the hall was the result of Hua Qianxing's countless years of research. At that time, many tests had been done, but no one could inherit it.
"What research?" Song Dehen asked.
The old man proudly said, "Research that surpasses Golden Soul!"
Song Dehen's eyes widened as he exclaimed, "The things recorded in the unofficial history are true?"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
At this time, another powerful aura surged out of the hall.
The original green was replaced by blue, purple, red, black, and other colors. They mixed together could be described as a colorful rainbow.
"Thump!"
Song Dehen bent his knees and knelt on the ground, lowering his head as a Golden Soul Aristocrat. His eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.
The seven-colored light that emerged from it forced him to kneel down and kowtow.
"Hu!"
"Hu!"
The rainbow-colored light filled the city, but it was not satisfied. Then, it rushed out of the valley, and in a short time, the entire Soul Mastery Realm was enveloped.
Regardless of whether it was the lowly Green Soul or the noble Golden Soul, after feeling the aura, they all knelt in the direction of the ninth door as if they had turned into devout believers.
Swish!
Swish!
At the same time, the powerhouses from the other eight sects flew out from their respective cities and headed towards the valley at an extremely fast speed.
Because of their tyrannical strength, they could ignore the wanton disturbance of the aura, but their expressions were abnormally solemn.
That was especially true of the leaders of the Eight Clans. They knew about the history of the Eight Clans, and the words Hua Qianxing had left behind in front of the many powerful experts in the Clan Hall. "When the Holy Light descends upon the Soul-Mastery Realm, it will lead us to glory, and all of you will submit to it!"
Many people thought that this guy was just spouting nonsense, so they didn't take it to heart. But today, the Holy Light suddenly appeared, and the prophecy actually came true!
Swish!
Swish!
A moment later, outside the ninth door's city, the powerhouses from the Eight Clans all flew over.
They flew in the sky and looked at the main hall where the seven-colored light was gushing out. Their eyes were suffused with a complicated expression.
"Let's go!"
The first Paragon said in a deep voice.
However, when everyone was preparing to move, Jun Changxiao flew out from the main hall and landed on the city tower. He said, "No one is allowed to enter the city."
"Humans?"
"Why are they in our Soul-Mastery Realm!"
"Hmph, don't you know whose territory this is!"
The powerhouses of the Eight Clans were unable to restrain their anger.
They were afraid that Hua Qianxing's words would come true, so they couldn't allow any unforeseen events to happen, and they couldn't allow their positions to be shaken. Therefore, they had to enter the main hall to see what was happening inside.
Peng!
Jun Changxiao placed the Utmost Perfection Immortal Sword in front of him and placed both hands on it. He said, "Those who enter will die without a doubt."
"Impudent!"
Whoosh!
The eighth Paragon raised his hand, and golden soul power erupted, turning into a huge palm print that pressed down. Regardless of aura or luster, it was much stronger than Song Dehen.
As the inheritor of the Soul Ancestor's nine sons, he was definitely the best in the Soul-Mastery Realm.
Clang!
Jun Changxiao drew his sword and slashed out with a sharp sword aura.
Pfft!
Wherever the sword light passed, the palm print was torn apart.
The eighth Paragon retreated a distance, and the anger on his face was replaced by shock.
The Heavenly Soul Palm was easily broken by this guy. He was probably as strong as himself.
Whoosh whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
At this time, the seven-colored light that emerged from the main hall became even more intense, making the Soul-Mastery race powerhouses want to kneel down even more.
The first Paragon shouted, "Everyone, let's go together. We must rush in!"
"Okay!"
The other Paragons responded.
In an instant, eight of the most powerful Soul-Mastery race powerhouses unleashed their cultivation, and their cold eyes locked onto the humans on the city tower.
This troublesome fellow had to be dealt with.
"Ta."
Jun Changxiao put down the Utmost Perfection Immortal Sword, and the tip of the sword touched the ground. He said to himself, "Don't worry about inheriting the opportunity. I will stop all the trouble."
"Come!"
He raised his head and said, "Fight!"
At that moment, Jun Changxiao, who was standing on the city tower and facing the eight top powerhouses of the Soul-Mastery race, became extremely serious.
What a joke.
He was serious.
Serious.
He was also serious.
"Go!"
The first Paragon shouted. The other seven Paragons used dazzling golden martial arts to press down. Because of the sudden explosion of energy, the buildings couldn't withstand it and collapsed.
Buzz!
Jun Changxiao waved his hand, and a materialized barrier covered the main hall. Then, he went forward with his sword.
"Oh my god!"
Song Dehen exclaimed, "This guy is too fierce!"
One person fighting the eight Paragons alone. Such a magnificent scene was definitely something that they couldn't even dream of in the past!
"Young friend!"
Ah Cai shouted, "I'll help you!"
Boom!
Before he finished speaking, the first Paragon's palm print hit him directly. His whole body sank into the ground with a bang, and then … he vomited blood and fainted.
"…"
Song Dehen muttered in his heart, "This old man is definitely pretending to be dead!"
However …
What should he do?
"Song Dehen!"
Right at this moment, the third Paragon roared, "Do it!"
"…"
Song Dehen stood up, casually picked up a brick from the side, and smashed it against his own head without hesitation. Then, he staggered a few steps back and shouted, "Ah! I can't take it anymore! "
"Plop!"
He fell to the ground and fainted.
The entire process was completed in one go!
Song Dehen had experienced Jun Changxiao's strength before. Even if he chose to pretend to be dead, he wouldn't make a move. This was the way of survival!
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In the sky outside the city, all sorts of energy exploded like fireworks. The eight Paragons could be considered to have let loose.
They didn't know what was going on in the hall, but if they allowed it to continue, they might really have to submit completely. Thus, they had to stop it!
However.
The human in front of him was like a wall, sealing off all possible paths.
"Die!"
"Whoosh — — —"
A sword light flashed across nineteen continents, and the sword energy swept across thirty thousand miles.
Inside the great hall, Rose Of Flowers was inheriting the opportunities left behind by her ancestors. Outside the city, Jun Changxiao was fighting the eight Paragons alone. They could be said to be the model couple of the upper universe.
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