Under normal circumstances, when there are dragons in the arena, they are usually challenged symbolically, and it would be good to get a few pieces of Tianyang Crystal. But with Lan's operation, the Tianyang Crystal suddenly became more. It's perfect... Arena No. 1. "Hello, Miss Lan, I am Xing Haotian from the Eight-Armed God and Demon Clan." The Eight-Armed God and Demon Prince did not launch an attack immediately after the time was up, but spoke to Lan Xuanyu instead.
Lan Xuanyu had no expression on his face, just looking at him coldly. Xing Haotian said in a deep voice: "Actually, I don't want to challenge you at this time. You are very strong. If I really challenge you, it should be when you are at your strongest, and we will fight fairly. But, I am very sorry that today, you hurt too many of my people. For the honor of the Eight-Armed Demon Clan, I must fight on behalf of my people.
"I know that this is an unfair match in your current state. Although you have injured several of my people, for the sake of the friendship between the dragon race and my race, I can promise that if I defeat you, I will not kill you. The friendship between my Eight-Armed Demon Race and the dragon race will never change. If these words were spoken by a strong man from another race, it would not be strange, but when they were spoken by the Eight-Armed Demon Race, a crazy race, it gave everyone present a very strange feeling.
Is this guy really from the Eight-armed Cao Demon Clan? Wen Fan said it as if he was trying to resolve the conflict, but in fact he was challenging the weak Princess Jin Lilong. But he could still say that the general was so grand, wasn't it for the final result of the martial arts competition? This guy is very insidious! "Stop talking nonsense, come on." Bai Xiuxiu snorted coldly, dodged, and blocked in front of Lan Xuanzi.
Lan Xuanzi put one hand on her shoulder from behind, and Bai Xiu turned back to him! The two looked at each other, their eyes full of "determination". The audience in the audience suddenly went wild, and for a moment, the entire Tianma Square became noisy.
If it weren't for the fierceness of the Eight-Armed Demon Clan, I'm afraid the insults of shamelessness and despicable would have been heard long ago. "Please," Xing Wutian shouted in a deep voice, and his eight arms spread out on both sides of his body, each holding a purple-gold heavy sword. These direct attacks were of very good quality, obviously not comparable to the weapons of his clansmen before, and each heavy sword shot out a sword beam several meters long.
Xing Wutian walked towards Sheng Lanxuanzi and Bai Xiuhaoxiu step by step. With each step, the God and Demon Core in his chest would become brighter, and his aura would increase accordingly. "Ah" At this moment, Bai Xiuxiu let out a loud dragon roar, and the next moment, her body suddenly swelled and she displayed her Wu Wuhun True Body.
Abyss Ice Dragon! The dark blue dragon spread its wings, and all the audience suddenly realized that the quality of the four mental objects had dropped. This one was also from the clan, and in the previous battles, she had never shown her true form! It was not until the photolithography that she revealed her true form.
The crystal clear dark blue scales sparkled in the sunlight. In terms of appearance, the Abyss Ice Dragon was even more beautiful than the Golden Dragon King. Although the Abyss Ice Dragon's body was not as large as the Golden Dragon King, it was also more than 50 meters long. With its huge dragon wings spread out, its momentum was equally strong.
At this moment, the Golden Dragon Princess was lifted up by the Abyss Ice Demon Dragon. Lan Xuanyu's long hair fluttered, and her ponytail fluttered in the wind. There was a pair of dark blue horns on the head of the Abyss Ice Demon Dragon. Lan Xuanyu held one of the horns with his left hand. Although his face was pale, he was riding the dragon with such grace. "Dragon Rider, it's a Dragon Rider!" The audience exclaimed. Yes, at this moment, Lan Xuanyu looked like a Dragon Rider, didn't he? Qiushuge! Although her white gauze dress had been stained with blood, and her face was so pale, her persistence, perseverance, unyielding and stubbornness deeply touched the audience.
Xing Haotian was also startled when he saw the Abyss Ice Dragon suddenly grow in size, but he soon discovered that the Abyss Ice Dragon's aura was not that strong, and he heaved a sigh of relief. Yes! Bai Xiuxiu had been involved in the previous battles, and although the consumption was not as great as Lan Xuanzi's, it was definitely not small.
Even if she shows her true form now, how much strength can she have? As long as she is not strong enough, it is not a problem. "Ah!" Xing Haotian roared, and a purple-black light suddenly lit up behind him. The light grew bigger in the wind and rose to a height of 100 meters in an instant. The 100-meter-high god-demon still looked like the eight-armed god-demon. His face was not clear, but his aura soared in an instant, and his body also swelled up, quickly overlapping with the god-demon behind him. This is the exclusive bloodline ability of the eight-armed god Pang clan royal bloodline owner. Once it is used, the combat effectiveness can be increased several times.
In this state, Xing Haotian's physical strength is god-level, but his cultivation has not yet broken through. He is on par with Qi Tianlong in his peak state. If he meets him in this state, there is almost no chance of winning. If it was half a year ago, it would be impossible for Neng Xuanzi to win in his current state. As for now, it is a completely different scene.
Facing the huge god-demon image, Bai Xiuxiu's Abyss Ice Demon Dragon flapped its wings, and the violent ice demon snow covered the sky and earth. Driven by her wings, it roared towards the eight-armed god-demon prince on the opposite side. The temperature on the No. 1 ring dropped sharply, and the brilliance on the entire battlefield dimmed. The deep color of the camp flower was like a line of blades scattered with the breath of the extreme race instantly became stronger.
The body of the eight-armed prince of gods and demons, who was inflating himself with the god and demon form, instantly condensed into a thin layer of ice, but this did not affect his attack. The huge body of a hundred meters tall took a step forward, and the eight heavy swords in his hands slashed out. The huge purple-gold light blades intertwined into a sword net, and rushed straight to Bai Xiuxiu to cover it. Wherever the sword net passed, the ice demon snow was cut, and the strong wind carried the snowflakes everywhere. Bai Xiuxiu did not choose to resist, and pressed down her wings one by one, and the huge body flapped its wings and flew high into the sky.
The huge dragon-like body made a series of clever turns in the air, and layers of black halos lit up on its body, which pulled away the sword light and prevented it from hitting itself.
This is also the effect of the demon field brought by the demon dance. The eight-armed demon prince felt like he was facing a huge quagmire. The attacking blade slashed into it, and the quagmire actually diverted his attack. The human-armed demon prince had been paying close attention to many previous battles, and he naturally had some judgment on Zi Xiuxiu's strength. From the perspective of combat power, Bai Xiu and Lan Xuanzi obviously still had a big gap, especially in terms of attack power and explosive power. She showed more auxiliary ability.
The situation in front of him changed. After she used Bing Chengke's true body, not only did her aura become much stronger, but her ability also seemed to be stronger. Could it be that she had been hiding her cultivation before? Thinking of this, the Eight-armed Demon Prince suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. However, this feeling only flashed by. In the Eight-armed Demon Clan, he was already very calm and wise, and he definitely did not lack fighting spirit, and he would not let anything affect his fighting spirit.
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