Shock.

Not only the surrounding Xuanmeng monks, but also the angels and many powerful powers in the sky also looked shocked.

Just the combat power Xu Feng showed just now was already at the peak of Dao Blood.

A cultivator at the peak of Taoist blood is a person at the level of a human race master.

One step away from being one of the great powers of the human race, on the same level as the big guys in the sky.

Who is this person?

The messenger of the traveling envoy Mo Li?

Give me a break.

"who are you?"

Above the sky, Zhao Rumei, the master of the Killing Heart Palace, asked with a trace of solemnity on his face.

Xu Feng sighed: "Does it matter who I am? What's important is that the murderer is here, but Jiantian Pavilion is trying to avoid covering up, and you all turn a blind eye."

"What, can it be that my identity can change the minds of you people who are respected as powerful by human monks?"

"Um?"

"The human race is already in danger, but what I see is the individual plans of you, the so-called powerful men of the Holy Land of the human race."

"Is it difficult to eradicate the evil beings, capture them on the spot, torture them, or kill them?"

"Don't you want to, or don't you dare? Or...you have long been a fairy?"

"I originally wanted to watch it again, but now, I suddenly feel that I don't need to watch it anymore."

"The hope of humanity does not lie with you, but with us."

"So, farewell."

Xu Feng's words directly shocked all the monks.

No one dares to say such words to all the powerful people in the sky!

"Of course, my Xuanmeng has to worry about dealing with immortals. What qualifications do you have to interfere in this matter? What qualifications do you have to teach us how to do things?!? What are your intentions!"

"If you don't explain clearly, you won't be able to leave here alive today!"

The master of Senluo Hall snorted coldly and expressed his thoughts.

"Hahaha, it turns out to be some pathetic dignity and face. If the human race relies on trash like you, how can we save it?"

Xu Feng shouted coldly, completely disappointed with these so-called powerful people.

Anyway, his goal has been achieved, and the temptation of these people is just a glimmer of hope for the Xuanmeng monks.

Now it seems that there is no cure.

"Click!"

Turning his hand and twisting it, with just a slight force, Chuan Tianzong, who was held in Xu Feng's hand, didn't even make a muffled sound and lost all breath.

The dignified Chief Jiantian of Jiantian Pavilion was actually killed by Xu Feng in front of everyone, and all the monks were shocked.

"you!"

"Junior, how dare you!"

"Bold! Seek death!"

Several powerful men from the Xuan Alliance roared angrily and struck directly at Xu Feng.

However, Xu Feng just sneered and nodded to Yan Beishan and Mo Li.

He grabbed Liu Han and took a step back. There was a wave of waves all over his body, and he disappeared without a trace before several attacks came.

Seeing Xu Feng disappearing from the same place, everyone present was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Rumei looked at Yan Beishan in shock.

"Who is this person?"

Zhao Rumei asked with a frown.

Yan Beishan said calmly: "The son of the mad devil, Xu Feng."

His face was expressionless at the moment. Although he was dissatisfied with what Xu Feng had just said, he agreed with it.

There was dead silence, then an uproar.

Even many powerful people were shocked.

Crazy Son of God.

A long lost name.

It's just that he hasn't appeared for a year, but he's already not far behind them?

"It turned out to be him, but how could he appear in-"

Zhao Rumei glanced at the ugly-faced Han He'an and the many Xuanmeng monks with uneasy faces. Just when she was halfway speaking, she heard a violent thunder and dragon roar suddenly rang out from the gate of Xuancheng.

Then, a huge green dragon was seen rising into the sky, attracting the attention of millions of monks throughout Xuancheng.

boom!

A majestic dragon roar, accompanied by rumbling thunder and boundless purple energy, filled half of Xuan City.

Almost at the moment when the dragon shadow appeared, all the monks looked at the green gold shadow in horror.

This figure will be recognized by all the monks who have been on the Demonic battlefield!

All monks who have heard the name Tianxuan God Son will recognize him!

All the cultivation of the mysterious world is unknown!

"Tianxuan Dragon Shadow!!!" A discerning monk recognized it at a glance.

"Then, what is that!!!" Some ignorant children muttered in shock.

But what’s more, are the shocked eyes and fanatical gazes of the monks!

"That is the Tianxuan Dragon Shadow! That is the identity symbol of the Tianxuan God Son, the Tianxuan Dragon Shadow!!"

The hundreds of Yunshen monks who were gathering in Xuancheng stood up in shock, their faces full of surprise.

"The Son of God Tianxuan is summoning the monks from all over the world!!!"

For a time, countless monks all over the city realized this.

All the monks who knew what the dragon shadow meant all rushed towards the teleportation formation at the gate of the north city, where the dragon shadow rose.

And those monks who didn't know about this, after hearing the discussion of the monks who were passing by in a hurry, they all ran towards the city gate with fanaticism!

Flying is prohibited within Xuancheng.

Therefore, most of the monks in the city turned into black shadows and ran towards the north gate.

This scene is shocking.

"Hurry up!"

"Brothers, I swore back then that whenever the son of God Tianxuan calls, he will arrive from thousands of mountains and rivers! Someone will take the first step!!"

In a restaurant in Xuancheng, a Hedao monk clenched his fists at several Hedao monks at the same table, and then rushed out of the restaurant casually.

All Yunshen monks in the field were startled by this movement. Seeing this person's actions, everyone looked at each other.

"Who dares to go with me?"

"Li is willing to go with you! Tianxuan Sect monk saved my life!"

"We are also willing to go together! If the Son of God Tianxuan calls, we must go!"

As a result, hundreds of people turned into black shadows and ran towards the direction of Longying.

Along the way, some male monks shouted loudly, and some female monks followed them coquettishly.

All the monks I encountered were not left behind, they all shot away!

"The Son of the Crazy Demon God! It's the Son of the Crazy Demon God!!"

A group of war cultivators who had just returned from a vacation at the Devil's Edge were at war with each other in a certain street. However, after seeing this green dragon, their expressions changed slightly.

"Brother Chen, are you going?" The leader of one party looked at the leader of the other party, and the two of them actually smiled knowingly.

It was originally the power of water and fire, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Go! No matter what, you can't go! Soldiers on the edge of the devil will go if called upon!"

At the Xuancheng teleportation formation, a group of monks with powerful auras are gathering here.

"In this fight for the Yuan Mine, we, the Xujian Sect, will never give in. This is related to the survival of our sect. All of you fellow sects must—"

However, before he finished speaking, he saw the shadow of the dragon.

So, he was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth wide and pointed with his hand, and couldn't say a word for a long time.
To be continued...