On the palm of the hand, the four-color seal shone with dazzling luster, and a destructive power overflowed from it, directly causing the spiritual energy in the world to become riotous.

Yang Ran's speed was as fast as lightning. In just a flash, he appeared ten feet in front of the skinny man.

The violent spiritual energy released by the seal truly made the skinny brain feel the breath of death.

But now that he had just used the Palm of Life and Death, it was when the spiritual energy in his body was empty, and he was frightened by Yang Ran's aura. For a moment, he was unable to dodge, and could only watch the gorgeous fire light in front of his eyes.

The pupils of his eyes were dilating rapidly!

Looking at Yang Ran who had no intention of stopping, the expressions of most people in the audience changed slightly. This guy actually wanted to kill him!

"The competition is over..."

However, just when the seal in Yang Ran's hand was about to touch the skinny man's body, a helpless sigh suddenly sounded in the world.

As this voice fell, Yang Ran and the seal in his hand suddenly solidified at this moment, and could no longer survive at all. The originally extremely violent spiritual energy also became docile at this moment.

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This change made Yang Ran's pupils shrink slightly, and he struggled hard to move his body, but found that he could not move at all. At that moment, his heart was slightly shuddered, who was the strong man who actually took action at this moment.

When the space solidified, a somewhat rickety old figure slowly emerged in front of Yang Ran.

The person who came was dressed in a white robe, and even his hair, beard, and brows were all white. There was no trace of turbidity in his somewhat sunken eyes. Instead, there was just an infinite suction like a black hole.

When people look at it, they almost can't help but fall into it, giving people an extreme sense of mystery.

"Big brother!"

As soon as the old man appeared, the expressions of Wu Moli and the other three people on the podium changed slightly, and they hurriedly bent down to salute and said respectfully.

Hearing this title, Yang Ran was shocked and suddenly focused his eyes on the old man in white robe.

Big brother?

The old man in front of me turned out to be the chief disciple of the Great Holy Witch!

As we all know, since the fall of the Great Holy Witch, the Holy Witch clan has been in power by its youngest disciple, Wu Moli.

However, although Wu Moli's talent was astonishing, he was still young and his cultivation was not the strongest after all. Therefore, the senior brothers and sisters also helped him suppress the opposition voices in the clan, and among them, the senior senior brother who suddenly appeared was the backbone.

Yang Ran heard that the leader of the Great Sage Witch was named Wu Youzhu and had been in seclusion for hundreds of years, but he did not expect that he would suddenly appear at this moment and help the descendants of the deadly enemy Black Witch Clan.

"Aren't the Holy Witch Clan and the Black Witch Clan mortal enemies for thousands of years? What does he mean by doing this?" Yang Ran's expression flickered as he fell into deep thought.

Just when he was confused, Wu Youzhu nodded slightly, then turned his eyes to Yang Ran, sighed softly, stretched out his withered palm, took the solidified four-color seal from Yang Ran's hand, and then gently touched it.

Wow, the seal containing destructive power broke open so quietly without causing any fluctuations.

After solving the big bomb of the Destruction Seal, the white-robed old man waved his sleeves and released Yang Ran's imprisonment. With a flick of his finger, soft spiritual energy poured out from his sleeves, and then completely wrapped Yang Ran's body.

Under the bath of these soft spiritual energy, all the injuries inside Yang Ran's body disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Thank you, senior."

Although he didn't know why the other party took action to stop him, this move made Yang Ran feel a little awe-inspiring. He was not ignorant of current affairs. As for the grudges between the Holy Witch Clan and the Black Witch Clan, they should leave it to them to resolve themselves.

Wu Youzhu smiled and nodded, his eyes slowly swept over Yang Ran, and after a moment he turned to the skinny man behind him who was still pale and had clenched fists, "Hei Xuan, you lose."

Hearing this, the skinny man trembled violently and raised his head. The ferocious look on his pale face remained unchanged. He stared at Yang Ran, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Go back and tell your master that if you want to send your descendants to participate in the altar meeting, you don't have to do such insidious things. Hundreds of years ago, our holy witch clan was able to guard the pure-blood altar. Today and in the future, we are not afraid of you black witches.

The tribe will take it away!" Although Wu Youzhu's words were gentle, there was irrefutable majesty in them.

When Hei Xuan heard these words, although Hei Xuan looked gloomy, he did not dare to refute. He knew that if he really angered the other party, he could kill him with one finger.

Of course, as Wu Youzhu, he would not do such a thing of bullying the young, not to mention that now, he is much more confident about finally entering the altar meeting.

And all this happened just because of the appearance of a young man.

After saying this, Wu Youzhu glanced at Hei Xuan, who did not dare to speak, and then turned to Wu Moli on the rostrum.

Wu Moli also understood, stood up, and said loudly to many spectators: "The final competition of this Altar Conference has ended, and the champion of this conference...he is Yang Ran!"

Hearing Wu Moli's short and powerful words, countless eyes suddenly turned to the young man in white in the barrier. After a moment, deafening cheers resounded throughout the earth.

They witnessed a miraculous life and a heroic act of turning the tide with one person!

This kind of heroic spirit made countless people's hearts turbulent and their blood boiling.

Eclipse Huo'er and others also looked at Yang Ran with envy, who was receiving the attention of thousands of people. At this moment, the latter was undoubtedly the most dazzling protagonist in this film.

The Altar Conference champion is a symbol of qualifications and a peak power, not only because of the generous rewards, but also because of the past Altar Conference champions, everyone is ultimately the top existence in this world.

This was enough for others to understand the amazing potential that the seemingly skinny boy had.

Xiong Kongyu stared at Yang Ran with a complex expression. There was jealousy in his eyes, but more importantly, it was a kind of powerlessness. Yang Ran's performance this time was enough to make him feel a sense of defeat. He even wanted to put it aside.

The thought of chasing after me cannot arise.

"Little bastard!"

The most outraged ones were naturally Hei Xuan and others. The champion they had obtained flew away like this, and it might have an unpredictable impact on their future entry into the pure-blood altar.

However, although he was angry, he had no other choice at the moment. He could only watch the supreme glory symbolizing the championship fall steadily on Yang Ran's head.

"Boy, don't be too happy, I will take care of you with my own hands!" His eyes were slightly red, and Hei Xuan's deep voice, mixed with true energy, was accurately transmitted to Yang Ran's ears in the distance. (
Chapter completed!