"Where is the Holy Son Tianxuan?"

Suddenly, an angry shout rang out, and an old man in rich attire came over with a large group of people. This was the strongest person from the ancient Yuanshu family participating in the Yaochi event.

Ouyang Ye!

Su Yang slowly turned his head and looked at the menacing person.

The Holy Son of Yaoguang also looked over, his eyes flickering, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know what he was thinking, but it was profound.

In the original work, Ouyang Ye is infinitely close to the Master of Origin, and in terms of strength, he is comparable to a half-step master.

This old guy always wanted to obtain Ye Fan's "Book of Origin", but was eventually killed by Ye Fan in Qinling Mountains.

This time, Ouyang Ye was delayed for a few days during the grand gathering at Yaochi, so he arrived late.

But before he could steady his steps, he heard about Su Yang's domineering behavior, and his anger suddenly rose.

Have their Origin Arts family ever suffered such humiliation?

Although Su Yang is the Holy Son of Tianxuan, there is a saint standing behind him.

But as for the origin magician, even if you are extremely talented and the most talented person in the Eastern Wasteland, if you don’t understand the secret of origin magic, unless a saint comes...

Otherwise, Su Yang will definitely be devastated today.

What Ouyang Ye said, even the Holy Lord couldn't stop.

"Su, aren't you very domineering?"

"Our ancestor is here, let's see how long you can continue to be arrogant!"

"Uncle killed him."

"You dare to bully our Ouyang family, you really don't know the heights of heaven and earth." The disciples of the ancient Yuan Shu family roared in unison, with terrifying force, and their eyes were full of hatred.

"Brother Su, your situation seems not to be good!" Holy Son Yaoguang looked calmly and said slowly while looking ahead.

"Haha, they are just like local chickens and tile dogs, people who want to sell their goods." Su Yang's eyes were deep. If it hadn't been for the protection of the Yaochi Holy Land, he would have wiped out this group of little monsters.

Now here comes an old guy, and he bumps into me without knowing whether he's alive or dead.

"Young man, you are arrogant and domineering. I will teach you a lesson today so that you will not die in the wilderness one day." Ouyang Ye said with a fierce look in his eyes while holding a dragon-seeking staff.

"The strange stone has been sealed, so these wastes can't be used anymore, right?" Su Yang ignored the other person, but looked at the Yaochi Saint with a smile and asked calmly.

But there was a hint of chill in those calm words.

"Please ask the Queen Mother of the West to preside over this battle and open the ancient battlefield." The head of the Chen family, one of the top ten harvesters in the Northern Territory, spoke.

The Yaochi Life and Death Battle Platform is located on the clouds. It is said that it will never sink, is vast, and is solid and immortal. It is enough to support the Holy Lord's war without worrying about devastating disasters.

The Queen Mother of the West sighed, half a year ago Su Yang was able to survive the calamity, and with the help of the Xihuang Pagoda, she had a clear view.

But Su Yang slapped the Yuanshu Ancient Family in the face in front of all the big forces in the Eastern Wasteland. The other party would definitely want to get back this lost face.

However, the result may be something the Origin Arts family cannot bear.

She looked at Ouyang Ye, and after pondering for a few breaths, she stopped her and said: "Everyone is here to attend the Yaochi Grand Meeting, and I hope peace is the most important thing..."

"Please also ask Queen Mother Xi to open the battle stage!" A genius from the Yuanshu family interrupted Queen Mother Xi before she could finish her words, without any respect at all.

"Please also ask the Queen Mother of the West to open the battle stage!"

"Please also ask the Queen Mother of the West to open the battle stage!"

A group of people roared in unison, the sound was overwhelming...

However, everyone in Yaochi frowned slightly. This group of origin magic families took themselves too seriously and even dared to refute the words of their holy master.

"I hope you can click to the end." Queen Mother Xi was not angry at all, she just said calmly and opened the Yunding Life and Death Arena.

"Rumble..."

The lead clouds were like mountains, thick and heavy, making people unable to breathe.

The thick gray clouds almost fell to the ground.

An ancient energy came out, accompanied by a strong killing energy.

The Yaochi Life and Death Battle Arena is not so much a huge martial arts arena as it is a piece of the Canngling Mountains.

The battle platform of life and death has knife marks, arrow holes, and blood stains. It is unknown how many peerless masters have stood here, fighting to split the sky, and decide life and death.

The vast martial arts arena stretches as far as the eye can see.

The names of strong men are engraved in many places, and cracks can be seen everywhere. It looks like an ancient battlefield.

Although there are no corpses lying around, the energy of the strong man who dies is indelible and can penetrate into a person's bones.

Whenever you come here, you will feel something in your heart, as if you have experienced thousands of battles in one moment, and feel the energy of the dead master.

"One of the most prestigious martial arts arenas in the Eastern Wasteland. It is indeed well-deserved. I don't know what powerful people are going to stain the battlefield with blood today."

"I still clearly remember the grand meeting in Yaochi a thousand years ago, when the old Holy Lord Zhao Changchong swallowed mountains and rivers with anger. In the final battle, he killed the powerful in succession, but in the end his life span dried up and he died here."

"Yes, five hundred years ago, the peerless demon king in the southern region split the sky, his white clothes beat the snow, he was stunningly talented and beautiful, and he fought alone against the heroes. Unfortunately, he eventually became old and frail, and the ancient battlefield was stained with blood."

Many older people remembered everything in the past. Many wars had taken place here, as if just yesterday, those people and things were not far away.

Yaochi Martial Arts Arena is really a very special place.

During the Peach Festival held every five hundred years, there will be an earth-shattering showdown, and it is unknown how many stunning figures died here, leaving behind one eternal legend after another.

"rise"

Ouyang Ye touched the ground with the dragon-seeking staff in his hand, and suddenly the dragon energy from the ground rose into the sky and turned into a big dragon, sending him steadily to the Yunding platform.

"Do you have any last words to say? We don't have much time." Su Yang took one step forward, as if he had moved through space and changed his image, and instantly came to the opposite side of Ouyang Ye.

"Stubborn!"

Ouyang Ye snorted coldly and waved the dragon-seeking staff in all directions, channeling golden light into the ground. It not only aroused the endless energy of the earth, but also triggered the peerless murderous intention that has pervaded for thousands of years.

"Rumble"

In an instant, endless chaotic dragon energy with murderous intent soared into the sky and turned into large bloody dragons, hundreds of them in total.

Every big bloody dragon contains the killing intent and incomplete dao marks left by the top masters who stained the battlefield with blood. It can be said that the wind helps the fire, and the fire increases the wind.

At this time, the combat power that Ouyang Ye can exert is no less powerful than the ordinary Holy Lord.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

Su Yang Yingbai's big hand, without using any divine power, swatted forward casually. The pale golden palm print crushed the void, shattering the blood dragons and descending like a magic mountain.

"this……"

Ouyang Ye looked horrified as he sacrificed thirteen golden dragon scale shields one after another. These were the scales of a king-level dragon that survived from the ashes of the thunder tribulation after it failed to cross the holy tribulation.

He was lucky enough to get it, and after years of sacrifice and cultivation, it became a wonderful weapon.

He faced many fatal crises.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"...

However, the result exceeded Ouyang Ye's imagination.

Almost at the same time, thirteen dragon-scale golden shields were pierced by palm prints. Ouyang Ye was so shocked that his body collapsed, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot, leaving only a mouthful of energy that was almost extinct.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't said my last words yet. Tell me now!" Su Yang stepped forward, looked at Ouyang Ye who was lying motionless on the ground, and said seriously.
Chapter completed!