Chapter 1827: Protecting the Three Pure Lands in the Future

Bai Ye Qing Mo and the others were all blown away.

Seeing this, Bai Ye Old Demon waved his hands, and a strong force took Bai Ye Qing Mo and the others down.

Even so, Bai Ye Qing Mo and the ancestors of the Bai Ye Demon Clan still spit out a mouthful of blood.

Bai Ye Qing Mo looked at the Hundred Battles Arena with a face full of fear, but at this time, Bai Hai's head rolled to the ground of the arena, and his body fell down.

"Hai'er!" Seeing Bai Hai's body fall, Bai Ye Qing Mo felt that the sky was collapsing, and he screamed fiercely, with grief and despair in his voice.

Even the cold-faced Bai Ye Old Demon cried out sadly: "My Hai'er!"

Bai Hai, the eternal Dao heart with dual power, the strongest two thousand-grade golden lotus, was highly expected by Bai Ye Old Demon and Bai Ye Qing Mo, and was regarded by the two as the future of the Bai Ye Demon Clan.

Even though Bai Xin was killed by Yang Xiaotian just now, the two did not grieve, but now, they screamed in pain.

Bai Hai's body fell to the ground of the ring, with a bang, as if it hit the heart of the Lord of the Nine Evils, and the Lord of the Nine Evils' eyebrows jumped suddenly.

Hu Mingyu and the Six Paths Saint looked at Bai Hai's body, and their faces were pale, with infinite fear in their eyes, as if Bai Hai's body was their body.

In fear, they also secretly rejoiced that they did not meet Yang Xiaotian so early.

If it was them who were fighting against Yang Xiaotian now, the bodies lying on the ring would be theirs.

Everyone at the scene looked at Bai Hai's fallen body and was silent.

It is very difficult for a genius with an eternal Dao heart to appear in the Sanqing Continent, let alone a genius who possesses 2,900 golden lotuses at the same time.

Such a genius will definitely be a super overlord when he grows up.

Now Bai Hai died on the ring of the Holy Temple Battle.

Everyone sighed.

The old man in green also shook his head, and then announced: "Region No. 3, Hongmeng Saint won!"

Hongmeng Saint won!

Hearing the old man in green announce the result.

Everyone's eyes fell on Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian walked out of area No. 3.

At this moment, he had dispersed the power of Dao Heart and Holy Wheel, just like an ordinary person, but everyone looked at Yang Xiaotian with fear, fanaticism, admiration, and excitement.

"Junior brother!" Teng Yi and a group of masters from Hongmeng Academy excitedly greeted him.

Li Yao also took a deep breath, calmed the uneasiness in his heart, and greeted him: "Junior brother!" However, the word "Junior brother" sounded awkward when it came out of his mouth.

Yang Xiaotian nodded and smiled at Teng Yi and a group of masters from Hongmeng Academy: "Senior brother, seniors."

"Junior brother has two hundred thousand circle holy wheels and nine realms Dao Heart. If Master comes back and knows, he will definitely be very excited." Teng Yi said excitedly.

Two hundred thousand circle holy wheels and nine realms Dao Heart, this is simply, simply!

Teng Yi was so excited that he didn't know how to express his excitement.

The ancestors of Hongmeng Academy were also like this.

"Fortunately, we have fulfilled our mission and finally won." Yang Xiaotian smiled to everyone.

While everyone in Hongmeng Academy was in high spirits, Bai Ye Old Demon, Bai Ye Green Demon and others stared at Yang Xiaotian with death-like eyes. If it were normal times, they would have killed him regardless of everything.

But at this moment in Sanqing Mountain, after hesitating again and again, they still endured it.

"Yang Xiaotian, you will die miserably!" Bai Ye Green Demon said coldly to Yang Xiaotian, and the voice was as cold as if it floated out of hell.

"Let's go!" Bai Ye Old Demon said in a deep voice.

Bai Hai was dead, and there was no point for them to stay any longer.

After saying this, Bai Ye Old Demon took the Bai Ye Demon Clan and flew away from the scene.

Of course, they also took the bodies of Bai Hai and Bai Xin.

Looking at the figures of Bai Ye Old Demon and the Bai Ye Demon Clan leaving, everyone had mixed feelings, but more of them applauded.

Soon, the Bai Ye Demon Clan disappeared into the sky.

With the old demon Bai Ye around, everyone dared not even speak loudly. As the old demon Bai Ye left, everyone at the scene was relaxed and happy.

"I said that the Holy Son of Hongmeng would definitely win the first place in this temple battle! Look, I was right!"

"Is it possible for the Holy Son of Hongmeng to comprehend the Three Pure Ones' statues?"

Everyone was talking about it.

Some disciples who had determined that Yang Xiaotian would win the first place before the temple battle were so excited that they were spitting. At the same time, many people speculated whether Yang Xiaotian could comprehend the secrets of the Three Pure Ones' statues after winning the first place in the temple battle?

The Qingyi messenger and other temple saints were more concerned about this issue.

They were concerned about whether Yang Xiaotian could comprehend the secrets of the Three Pure Ones' statues.

They had been waiting for this for many years.

In the following competitions, Yang Xiaotian was cheating all the way and won easily. Many disciples gave up directly when they saw that they had drawn Yang Xiaotian.

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one content, one book, one forum, one 6, one 9!

In the final top ten battle, Yang Xiaotian met Hu Mingyu and the Six Paths Saint.

Hu Mingyu and the Six Paths Saint also gave up as soon as they stepped onto the stage. They were frightened by Bai Hai's corpse.

In the end, Yang Xiaotian won the first place in this temple battle.

The green-clothed old man personally gave the first place award of the temple battle to Yang Xiaotian. He looked at Yang Xiaotian with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, Hongmeng Saint, I hope you can comprehend the mystery of our Three Pure Ones' Lord's statue."

"Thank you, senior, I will work hard for your good words." Yang Xiaotian took the award and smiled.

The green-clothed old man chatted with Yang Xiaotian for a few more words, then waved his hands and opened the door of the Three Pure Ones Temple.

The light of the Three Pure Ones Temple surged, and the door slowly opened.

Under everyone's gaze, Yang Xiaotian flew into the Sanqing Hall.

After Yang Xiaotian entered, the main hall door closed.

The blue-clothed old man and other saints of the temple sat cross-legged around the hall to protect Yang Xiaotian.

And Teng Yi did not leave, but stood outside waiting for Yang Xiaotian to come out.

However, someone had to preside over the Hongmeng General Hospital, so Li Yao took some ancestors back to the Hongmeng General Hospital.

The masters of various sects also led their masters to leave Sanqing Mountain.

Sanqing Mountain once again returned to its former tranquility.

Sanqing Mountain was peaceful, but Sanqing Continent was in uproar.

All cities, sects, families, forces, and even some civilians in Sanqing Continent were talking about Yang Xiaotian, and almost all of them were about the Son of Hongmeng.

"Two great 100,000-circle holy wheels! Nine-realm Dao Heart! The Son of Hongmeng will surely be a giant in my holy world in the future!"

"In the future, my Sanqing Continent will be protected by the Son of Hongmeng, and it will be stable!"

Everyone felt happy for this.

The Sanqing Continent is one of the weakest continents in the Holy Realm and has been bullied. With Yang Xiaotian, the Sanqing Continent will no longer be afraid.

When Yang Xiaotian came to the Sanqing Temple, he saw the ten-thousand-foot-tall statue of the Lord of the Three Pure Ones standing in the hall.

Apart from that, there was nothing else.

After Yang Xiaotian scanned the hall, his eyes fell on the statue of the Lord of the Three Pure Ones.

The statue was lifelike, looking down at billions of living beings, giving people a sense of invisible oppression.