Chapter 2121: Bi Yue Shen Zhu

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The rest of the ethnic groups are also negotiating.
After a few moments, people of several races seemed to have reached an agreement and rushed forward together.
"We rush too!"
Upon seeing this, Han Shifeng immediately set off, took the disciples of the Han nationality, and rushed towards the palace.
"Oh!"
Jiao Long screamed, and immediately rolled the waves, slamming.
At the same time, its huge body flicked and shot at young cultivators of all ethnic groups.
Ahhhh!
The screams kept coming.
From time to time, cultivators were shot and flew out, spouting blood.
No one was able to break through the first wave of people who rushed up. They were all struck by the dragon, and even the sons of those families were wounded and repelled.
"Not good! Rewind!"
Seeing the bad situation, Han Shifeng immediately shouted and pulled back.
Ah!
Several Korean disciples retreated slowly, being hit by the tail of the Jiaolong, Baoyi burst, spit blood and flew.
The disciples hurriedly retreated back to the lake, all with a look of shock.
"This beast, it's amazing!"
"The old Jiao in the late stage of the Six Tribulation is still in town, who can pass!"
They are even more worried.
The realm of this old dragon is too high. Even if there are too many of them, I am afraid that they will not be able to rush through. It is no wonder that Dongtian has opened so many times, and no one can get the emperor weapon.
"It would be nice if there were no age restrictions in this hole!" one of the disciples sighed.
"That's right! The Biyue Taoist people don't know what to do, they must set a limit, who is the opponent of this old Jiao among those under 100 years old!"
Immediately, other disciples echoed and complained.
With the strength of this old Jiao, even the elders in their clan are not opponents. Only the elders who have waited for the six robbery to succeed can only be sure, but there are only a few of them in this family.
How can these young disciples be opponents!
"Even if it's past, the emperor is not easy to take!" Han Shifeng said solemnly.
There must be a mystery where the emperor is located, otherwise no one can get it for so many years.
"This beast is so powerful, I don't think you have any hope."
"Let's go! Let's go! This emperor has no hope of getting it. If it's so easy to get, it's already been taken!"
Among the various ethnic groups in the Quartet, many people shook their heads and looked somewhat decadent.
After a while, a team of people chose to leave.
"Or... let's go too!"
Among the Han nationality team, some disciples suggested.
Han Shifeng stood there with a hesitant look.
He was so reluctant to leave that way, but in the face of an old Jiaolong in the late stage of the Six Tribulation, he couldn't help it.
After hesitating for a long time, he made up his mind to prepare to leave.
He turned around and was about to speak, but he was shocked, but he saw a figure behind the crowd and came out.
This man was dressed in white, but it was not that surnamed Hu.
"What do you want to do?"
Han Shifeng was surprised.
At this time, other disciples also noticed, and looked at them in doubt.
"Naturally go to the treasure!"
Tang Hao smiled slightly.
"Take treasure?" Han Shifeng froze for a moment, and then laughed like he heard any joke. "Haha! With your strength, do you still want to collect treasure?"
"He's crazy!"
"Don't he see that so many people rushed together just now, nobody can rush past, does he think that he is better than so many of us alone?"
The disciples are incredibly authentic.
Then they laughed.
Tang Hao ignored it, and looked calm, and went forward calmly.
"Who is this guy?"
"What does he want to do?"
The people of other ethnic groups also gradually noticed.
"It's Korean people!"
"Korean? Why haven't I seen this man?"
They looked around and whispered.
"You guys, this guy is not my Korean!" Han Shifeng hurriedly said, his Korean did not want to have a relationship with this kind of person.
"Not from your Koreans? How do you stay with you?"
Han Shifeng smiled and said, "This person is the Hu nationality, the core disciple of the Hu nationality! My Han nationality has nothing to do with him, but it just happens to be together!"
"Hu people? Never heard of it!"
"I haven't heard it!"
The rest of the ethnic groups listened and shook their heads.
When they looked at the figure in white again, they all showed a bit of ridicule. What kind of powerful role did they think they were, but they did not expect to be a core disciple, and dare to go to treasure with this strength?
"Is this man stupid!"
"Go to death!"
They also sneered.
Even the holy sons of all their ethnic groups were defeated and could not pass the level of the old Jiaolong. With one of his core disciples, how could it be possible to pass through, I am afraid that as soon as he goes up, he will be swallowed by the old Jiaolong. !
Tang Hao kept silent and went on.
He did not sacrifice treasures, and even the Immortal Yuan never urged him, so he swaggered toward the palace.
Upon seeing this, disciples of all ethnic groups felt more ridiculous.
This guy walked past with such a big swing, didn't he just look for death!
"Haha!"
Han Shifeng laughed and rejoiced.
He was still worried before, this guy, I didn't expect to do it by myself, this guy went to death by himself.
After a moment, Tang Hao had walked into the lake and approached the dragon.
Everyone thought that the dragon would swoop up, swallow it, or shoot it to death. However, the fact was completely beyond their expectations. The dragon did not move at all. That guy, let him walk away with such a big swing.
"How can this be?"
Everyone is dumbfounded.
This scene is really incredible!
Is that Jiaolong blind? Why didn't he stop the guy and let him get closer to the palace?
Between the dullness of the crowd, the figure had come to the palace and fell.
It was half loud, no one said anything, everyone was still in a trance and had a dream-like feeling.
If it weren't for dreaming, how could such a absurd scene be seen!
Fang Cai’s dragon was really like being blind, and he didn’t care about the guy, so he walked into the palace.
"How could this be!"
After regaining his consciousness, Han Shifeng's complexion rose extremely.
He never dreamed that things would become like this!
"Right! This guy must be good at some kind of illusion. He scared that python before, and now he is confused by this illusion again!" After thinking for a while, he figured it out, and his face was even more ugly. Too.
Isn’t a core disciple able to do things that even his Korean son cannot do?
"Huh! With a little illusion, it's just lucky to go in. What's the use? There must be a ban in it. The formation, depending on him, how can you get the treasure!" He sneered, disdainful.
However, as soon as the words fell, I saw that a figure came out of the palace. It was the surnamed Hu. In his palm, he was holding a bead, and it was shining in the sky.
The breath from the beads is the Eight Tribulation!
Moreover, this breath is far more extraordinary than the Eight Tribes, but it is an emperor weapon!
Looking at Han Shifeng, his face suddenly stiffened, and the whole person seemed petrified.