Chapter 3175 Purple Qi Comes East

The reason why people choose to watch this battle is because the name of the God of Wealth is too loud in this battle before the gods. It is a rare thing that three people from a god's sect have reached the top 16.

Another reason is Zhuo Donglai, this talented young man from Wuwei Dao Palace already has a world-famous reputation.

Except in the Great Qin Empire, the power of the Wuwei Dao Palace can only be hidden in the dark. In the other six empires, the power of the Wuwei Dao Palace is so strong that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the number one religion in the universe.

Zhuo Donglai's name is also very eye-catching, and I don't know how many passionate teenagers are idols.

"Second brother, who do you think will win this battle?" Yan Dan and Yan Beifei watched the battle together.

Yan Beifei's injuries hadn't healed yet, and his face was slightly pale. He sat on the ground in front of the temple, looked at the light curtain in front of the god, and said without hesitation: "Gold coins."

Yan Dan nodded and didn't say anything else. Looking at his expression, Yan Beifei knew that he didn't think so.

"His Royal Highness, although Zhuo Donglai is also a heavenly figure, if I try my best, even if I can't beat him, I can make him pay some price. But this person, Jin Coin, makes me feel hopeless. He is not a level existence at all." Yan Bei The reason why Fei emphasized this point was because he was afraid that Yandan would still be careless when he faced the gold coin.

Yan Dan said: "The realm level of gold coins may indeed be very strong, but if one force falls ten times, then Zhuo Donglai is a god-given man, and he has the Zixia Immortal Clothes genetic species passed down by Wuwei Taoist ancestors, so gold coins may not be able to get any benefits .”

"The Zixia Immortal Clothes are indeed powerful and invincible, but does Zhuo Donglai dare to use them in the battle before the gods?" Yan Beifei asked in amazement.

Yan Dan smiled: "If he doesn't use it, someone will let him use it."

"What does the prince know?" Yan Beifei heard the meaning in Yan Dan's words.

Yan Dan picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said with a smile: "When the Tianzong Sect Master accepted Zhuo Donglai, he really regarded Zhuo Donglai as his own, and taught him as much as he could, treating him as the future of Tianzong. Suzerain's training. Zhuo Donglai's achievements today, apart from his own talent and hard work, are mostly due to the work of Suzerain Tianzong."

"What does this have to do with Zhuo Donglai's ability to use Zixia Immortal Clothes?" Yan Beifei asked.

Yan Dan sighed softly: "The saddest thing in the world is the twilight of a hero. When a person gets old, he thinks too much. The hero's spirit has been worn away by the years, and there are only some human calculations left. It doesn't matter if he's too old, but he happens to be old enough to have a son, and he gave birth to a son when the old general died."

Yan Beifei suddenly understood: "He has a son, so he naturally hopes that his son can inherit the position of suzerain of the Tianzong, but with Zhuo Donglai in the Tianzong, even his own son can't compete with Zhuo Donglai, so ..."

Yan Dan smiled and said: "That's right. In the past two years, the relationship between Sect Master Tianzong and Zhuo Donglai has not been very good. Even outsiders like us can see clearly that Zhuo Donglai and Sect Master Tianzong must have some injuries."

"So, if the suzerain had any ideas that day, Zhuo Dong might use the Zixia Immortal Clothes when he came." Yan Beifei now fully understood.

While the two were talking, they saw a figure rushing into the starry sky battlefield, it was Zhuo Donglai, the young genius who shocked the world.

Zhuo Donglai was dressed in white clothes today, and his long hair was scattered like a waterfall. He didn't fit into the genetic species, but just sat on the back of a white crane, and flew into the starry sky battlefield like that.

"He has become more terrifying than a year ago. When I saw him a year ago, I could still see the depth of three points, but now I can't even see one point clearly. He is only less than twenty years old. Right? The talent of Tian Zong is four characters, and Zhuo Donglai is probably the only one who can match it." Yan Beifei said solemnly.

"Second Brother, who do you think will win this battle?" Yan Dan asked with a smile.

Yan Beifei hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Gold coins."

Yan Dan looked at Yan Beifei with some surprise: "Don't you think that gold coins can defeat Zixia Immortal Clothes?"

Yan Beifei shook his head, with a bitter look on his face: "Maybe I have a psychological shadow. Zhuo Donglai and Zixia Xianyi are indeed strong, but I always feel that gold coins will not lose."

Yan Dan showed deep thought, Yan Beifei's determination was firm, he knew very well that even Yan Beifei was so afraid of the gold coin, and even had a psychological shadow, it can be seen that the gold coin is indeed extraordinary and must be treated with caution.

At this time, a figure flashed again in the starry sky battlefield, a figure shrouded in blood flames entered the starry sky, facing Zhuo Donglai who was riding on the back of a white crane.

"It's finally here." King Tianyuan had already guessed that the gold coin was Han Sen, so he was very interested in this battle and wanted to know what Han Sen's real strength was.

Lokid is also watching this battle, and he also wants to know how strong the God of Wealth behind Han Sen is.

All those who were watching this battle straightened their bodies involuntarily, fixed their eyes on the light curtain in front of the gods, and waited for the start of the battle between the two terrifying powerhouses.

Han Sen looked at Zhuo Donglai opposite him with a slightly strange expression.

He had been guessing whether this Zhuo Donglai was the reincarnation of Zhuo Donglai from the alliance, but now when he saw him face to face, he wanted to overthrow his guess.

Zhuo Donglai from the alliance is an old man with a goatee. Although he is not ugly, he is definitely not handsome.

This Zhuo Donglai has a jade face, black hair, pupils like lacquer, and a slender and tall figure. Even if he just sits there, he still has a kind of bearing that ordinary people can't match.

Just in terms of appearance, I don't know how many streets to dump that old man.

Zhuo Donglai was also looking at Han Sen. He didn't intend to do anything. He just asked casually, "Apart from sword skills, what else are you good at?"

"Everything is a little bit, but it's not superb." Han Sen replied.

"Meeting is enough. I am obsessed with swordsmanship recently, are you interested?" Zhuo Donglai said with a smile.

"I know a little bit about swordsmanship, so I can accompany you a little bit." Han Sen looked at Zhuo Donglai with interest, feeling that this person is very interesting.

"It's so good. I've learned swordsmanship for a year, and I've only learned one move. You have a taste of how well I've used Ziqi Donglai." Zhuo Donglai stood up, standing on the back of the white crane, with the middle finger of his left hand. Putting his index finger together, he made a swordsmanship gesture.

Zhuo Donglai didn't fuse with the gene species, but there was purple energy rising from his body, just like the dawn of the eastern sun, and a little bit of purple cloud was condensed on his fingertips.

At that moment, the gazes of all the spectators were involuntarily attracted by the little purple glow on his fingertips, and it felt as if there was only that little purple glow left in the entire sky, earth and starry sky, and there was no room for anything else in their eyes.

"One Yuan Sword Intent!" In the Wuwei Dao Palace, an old man yelled in horror.