She was really a little tired now. In the first nine games, Lan Xuanyu was just a support behind her, and she had to do all the fighting. But these nine battles also made her feel like she had been reborn, especially in the use of the Heavenly Demon Devouring Technique. She was improving almost every moment.
"Let me take care of the rest." Lan Xuanyu smiled and nodded to Bai Xiu Xiu.
Today's game time is already halfway through, and it's time for him to take over the remaining half.
"Okay." Bai Xiu Xiu stepped aside, leaving Lan Xuanyu alone in the center of the arena.
Lan Xuanyu did not rest, but stared at Li Menglong and Xing Haotian below the stage with burning eyes. His eyes were indifferent, but because the stage was high, he looked down at them from a high position. For some reason, Li Menglong and Xing Haotian even felt that there seemed to be a taste of contempt and disdain in his eyes.
The two men looked at each other, and Xing Haotian waved his hand. Behind him, a young strong man from the eight-armed demon clan leaped out of the waiting area and stepped onto the No. 1 stage.
The time is still counting down, and the rest time has not yet arrived, but the aura of this powerful eight-armed god and demon clan has begun to surge, and the god and demon core in his chest is fluctuating violently and unstably.
The Pegasus and Eight-armed Demons have invested so much resources that they cannot afford to lose anything. So many Heavenly Crystals are truly a staggering fortune. The two sides have already negotiated privately that whoever wins in the end will get the beauty, but the Heavenly Crystals must all belong to the other party, so that both sides can gain something.
In this situation, both the Pegasus Clan and the Eight-Armed Demon Clan will naturally go all out.
There was a faint light flickering in Lan Xuanyu's eyes. The countdown started, and the time was up!
The eight-armed demon god on the opposite side roared, flapped his wings behind him, and rushed towards Lan Xuanyu like a meteor. The demon core in his chest was surging violently, and a terrifying aura of destruction spread instantly.
In order not to give Lan Xuanyu a chance to rest, all his attacks were limited to this one. At the cost of his life, he burned his own god and demon core and erupted with the most powerful destructive energy, trying to severely injure Lan Xuanyu.
The biggest advantage of this fighting style is that it consumes energy through bursts. At the same time, it allows Lan Xuanyu to have the most rest time and can play the most games.
But at this moment, two purple-gold rays of light shot out from Lan Xuanyu's eyes. The eight-armed demon felt as if a sledgehammer had appeared in his spiritual world, smashing hard on his spiritual sea. The severe pain in his brain made him suddenly dazed, and his original control over the demon core immediately became problematic.
The next moment, time stopped and everything paused in an instant. Arena No. 1 seemed to have suddenly fallen into stillness.
The eight-armed demon god had a strange feeling. He felt that because time had stopped, his aching brain seemed to no longer hurt, and he suddenly felt relieved and comfortable. His original determination to fight to the death suddenly wavered, and his whole body unconsciously relaxed a lot.
With a flash of silver light, the charming figure was already in mid-air, appearing in front of the head of the eight-armed demon.
The sharp claws flashing with colorful halos swung down without hesitation. With a "puff" sound, the claws directly grabbed the head. A low roar instantly exploded inside the head. All the destructive aura suddenly stopped.
die!
The huge body of the eight-armed demon god dropped from the sky and landed on the ground. The huge explosive force turned into a terrifying column of light, rising into the sky. Four-color halos bloomed, swallowing up the two figures at the explosion point.
The light was rippling and the whole audience was in an uproar!
This is…
This was the Eight-Armed Demon God’s first appearance today, and more importantly, this was also the Golden Dragon Princess’ first move today.
Who could have thought that the battle would end so quickly, in just a moment, the eight-armed demon was devoured. Everyone knew that he was dead!
In the eyes of ordinary audiences, the eight-armed demon appeared and was about to launch a powerful attack, but his body suddenly shook violently. The eyes of the Golden Dragon Princess opposite him bloomed with purple-gold light, and the next moment she moved out of thin air to the opposite side of the eight-armed demon and killed the enemy with one claw.
This whole process only took a few seconds. That was an eight-armed demon god, and he was a strong one among the younger generation of eight-armed demon gods!
How could it be so easy? It was too hard to imagine, and even harder to accept.
The light gradually faded, and the huge body of the eight-armed demon god had disappeared. The destruction core that was delivered to the door should not be missed, as it would be very helpful for Lan Xuanyu's future practice.
Li Menglong and Xing Haotian both looked shocked. They looked at each other and suddenly understood something. Was the disdain in Princess Jinlong's eyes real? Could it be that she had recovered her full strength? But how was this possible? Wasn't she already fundamentally shaken by yesterday's battle
Xing Haotian let out a low roar, and his emotions were a little crazy. Another one died. Although the Eight-armed God and Demon Clan was full of strong men, these young generation strong men would definitely be able to achieve god-level or even higher levels in the future. How many people died in the past two days? Did the Dragon Clan have a grudge against the Eight-armed God and Demon Clan
Li Menglong frowned slightly. At this time, it was time for a break on the field.
Lan Xuanyu did not sit down to rest, but just stood there with his eyes closed, as if he was just standing there to rest.
Ten minutes passed in a flash. Li Menglong waved his hand, and a young man from the Tianma tribe behind him came onto the stage.
This powerful Tianma tribe member who transformed into a human form, holding a heavy sword, had a gleam in his eyes as he stared at Lan Xuanyu opposite him.
"Your Highness Princess Jinlong, I am Gao Yiyang, please show mercy." The young man from the Pegasus tribe was much more cautious. The eight-armed demon just died too quickly, and he, who also represented his race, felt a sense of grief for the other.
Lan Xuanyu just glanced at him silently, raised his hand in the direction of Bai Xiu Xiu, and a light flashed in Bai Xiu Xiu's hand, and the Ice Demon Dragon Spear flew out and fell into Lan Xuanyu's hands.
Lan Xuanyu’s dragon spear exploded yesterday, and he couldn’t take out the golden dragon spear now, so he might as well use the ice dragon spear.
When the thirty pieces of Tianyang Crystal Stone fell into the payment bucket, he no longer needed to hide his strength.
Gao Yiyang moved, and Peng Pai's Pegasus fighting spirit instantly erupted. The order he received was similar to that of the Eight-armed God and Demon Clan, which was to fully unleash his own fighting power in the shortest possible time, so as to achieve the strongest destructive power and not give the opponent time to breathe.
Lan Xuanyu also moved, the colorful wings behind him flapped, and his body flew forward. During the flight, circles of colorful halos spread out from his body, as if absorbing everything around him. The light on the ring was obviously bright, but at this moment, it gave people a dim feeling, as if all the light sources had been sucked away by him.
The Ice Demon Dragon Spear burst out with a faint blue light, and the spear light was retracted, but at this moment, the sharp aura emanating from Lan Xuanyu made Gao Yiyang on the opposite side feel difficulty breathing, and he unconsciously felt a sense of horror in his heart.
In terms of cultivation, he was still inferior to Deng Xutong. Deng Xutong had faced Bai Xiuxiu before, but he was facing Lan Xuanyu at his peak. He felt that the blood and qi fluctuations on his opponent were like a raging storm, overwhelming him and causing the Pegasus fighting spirit emanating from his body to fluctuate unsteadily.