When the red paper umbrella approached the range of tens of feet of the Huangxing River, the paper umbrella suddenly opened. Then, a red paper umbrella with the same open handle appeared around, like withering and falling red in the air.


    This scene is like blood, with beauty and strangeness, but what is hidden is a peerless killing opportunity.


    Whoosh!


    In the boundary of the red paper umbrella, the red umbrella surfaces on the surface of those paper umbrellas faded and torn, revealing the dense umbrella bones.


    From a distance, these umbrellas looked like white bones, like human hand bones. Then these umbrellas shot out and stabbed into the central Huangxing river.


    With a cold smile, the Huangxing river slowly stretched out his right hand, spun in front of him, and then grasped it. For a while, the dense umbrellas around him were still in the air at this moment.


    The Huangxing river seems to be the God of this heaven and earth. It controls the rules and energy around it and is inviolable.


    The Huangxing River calmly settled itself, swept out of the umbrella in the air, and came towards Zhaonian dream. As soon as he grasped the emptiness of his right hand, an invisible big hand was formed around Zhaonian dream, holding the whole person of Zhaonian dream in his hand.


    Zhao nianmeng struggled constantly, but found that the invisible hand was too powerful. With her strength, she couldn''t break free. She just managed to protect herself from being crushed to death.


    "What is the Lord of heaven, who knows heaven''s destiny and becomes heaven and earth. In this delimited space, I am heaven and I am life. For all creatures who enter my heaven, life is not yours but mine."


    The indifferent voice of the Huangxing River sounded faintly. Immediately, Zhuo Wen suddenly pinched his right hand, stopped for a moment, and Zhaonian''s dream screamed. The whole person was pinched into powder, and the form and spirit were destroyed.


    From beginning to end, huangxinghe only made one move, and Zhaonian dream fell.


    Everyone in the square was moved. The strength of huangxinghe after he was promoted to the Lord of destiny was really terrible.


    How can the general destiny Lord be so terrible, as if the bright star river represents the will of heaven and earth at the moment, and its strength is unfathomable.


    "This is the real pride of heaven, and this is the real knowledge of heaven''s destiny. The future achievements of Huangxing River are unlimited. There is no wonder in front of Huangji aristocratic family, and then there is Huangxing river. The rise is just around the corner."


    In the square, many monks secretly admired and were impressed by the strength and talent of the bright star river.


    Zhao nianmeng came out of the central giant tower and returned to the Yunyan hall. Her beautiful eyes were staring at the sun moon demon mirror.


    This time, she was convinced that huangxinghe was really too abnormal. She didn''t even have the qualification to struggle, so she was killed by huangxinghe.


    With the exit of Zhaonian dream, there are only three people left in the sun, moon and Yao mountain, namely huangxinghe, Zhuo Wen and Huangjue.


    However, Huang Jue is dying at the moment, his mind is blurred, and he is not far from the fall.


    Huang Xinghe carried his hands on his back and didn''t make a move. Instead, he looked at Zhuo Wen with great interest and still polished Huang Jue there.


    Until Huang Jue was killed by Zhuo Wen, Huang Xinghe finally opened his mouth: "I remember your name is Zhuo Wen. I know you still hide part of your strength. Your strength should be above Huang Jue and Zhaonian dream, but... You are still not qualified as my opponent!"


    Speaking of this, Huang Xinghe exuded strong and incomparable self-confidence. His head was raised and showed a proud color.


    Huangxinghe did see that Zhuo Wen was not simple, but he was more confident in himself. No matter how strong Zhuo Wen was, how could he be his opponent.


    Especially after he was promoted to the Lord of destiny, he basically didn''t pay attention to any friars participating in the God cultivation conference.


    "Oh? I''m not qualified to be your opponent?"


    Zhuo Wen showed a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, looked at the arrogant huangxinghe and repeated the words just said by huangxinghe.


    Huang Xinghe frowned slightly, especially when he heard the mocking color in Zhuo Wen''s words, he was very unhappy in his heart.


    In his opinion, after he said this, the young man in white in front of him should admit defeat wisely, and then cut himself in front of him, so as not to waste more time.


    "What? Do you still think you can fight with me?" the voice of the bright star river became cold and sarcastic.


    Zhuo Wen shook his head and said, "you''re wrong. It''s not that I have the power to fight with you, but how many moves can you support under my hand?"


    As soon as Zhuo Wen said this, Huang Xinghe was stunned. He thought he had heard wrong and couldn''t help but say again: "what did you say just now? Do you think I can do a few moves under your hand? Do you think much of yourself? You should speak such nonsense shamelessly."


    "Now you still have a chance to cut yourself in front of me!"


    Huangxinghe was still arrogant and looked coldly at Zhuo Wen, as if his words were a kind of forgiveness for Zhuo Wen.


    On the square, everyone was boiling. Of course, their eyes fell on the Huangxing river. As for Zhuo Wen, few people paid attention at all.


    In their view, even if huangxinghe did not advance to the Lord of destiny, Zhuo Wen was not the opponent of huangxinghe.


    Now huangxinghe is strongly promoted to the Lord of destiny, and his strength has increased too much. Zhuo Wen has no chance of winning at all.


    The final winner of the Yun God conference is undoubtedly the bright star river.


    As for Zhuo Wen, in the eyes of many people, he has become a clown. Especially after Zhuo Wen made such crazy remarks, many people began to ridicule Zhuo Wen''s overestimation.


    "Xinghe, this time I should be able to be promoted to the master of mystery! After the Yunshen conference, I intend to personally guide Xinghe and expect him to be promoted to the Eternal Lord as soon as possible."


    Huang Wu laughed and looked at the bright star river in the mirror of the sun moon demon mirror, which also became soft and kind.


    He was very satisfied with the talent and progress of huangxinghe. Its momentum was much faster than that of huangwuqi in those years.


    "There''s nothing strange. You should also work harder. I think you''ll break through the half step creator soon! If you can successfully promote to the half step creator, you''ll be the fourth leader of the Huangji family, and your status is the same as mine."


    Huang Wu looked at the Huang Wuqi behind him and was quite relieved.


    In the eyes of many admirers, Huang Wuqi saluted Huang Wu meticulously and said, "thank you for your father''s love. Wuqi will never disappoint you."


    Huang Wu was very satisfied with Huang Wuqi''s performance. Immediately, his eyes fell on the mirror of the sun and moon demon mirror again and said: "whether he can be promoted to the master of mystery depends on the chance of Xinghe. The opportunity for ancestor witches and insects to fill the top is rare, but he can''t guarantee that he can be promoted 100% successfully."


    "Brother, you don''t have to be too harsh. After all, Xinghe has been practicing for a short time. Even if he hasn''t been promoted to Xuanji master, it''s not much different!" Huang Shan laughed.


    Whether it was Huang Wu, Huang Shan or Huang Wuqi, Zhuo Wen was not taken into account in his conversation.


    Perhaps in their eyes, Zhuo Wen has now become a dispensable existence. In front of the Huangxing River, Zhuo Wen is a mole ant, a big stepping stone, which is not worth mentioning.