"Brother Luo!"
Kong Xin's face changed, and he stepped forward.
Obviously, this person is a master of Tianxia Academy.
"Hey, I'm not their opponent, the token of the Holy Palace, don't worry about it!"
Brother Luo sighed.
Kong Xin, Sandalwood Fairy was secretly startled.
They knew that Senior Brother Luo was the number one pride of the previous generation in Tianxia Academy. He had awakened the god-level seventh-level bloodline, and his cultivation base had reached the fourth level of the spirit god. He would not be weaker than the blood seal, but he was still invincible.
The number of people has decreased, but the battle has become more intense. Terrible vibrations spread for thousands of miles, and the void was rolling, as fragile as paper.
bump! bump! ...
Next, someone was knocked out continuously and exited the battlefield.
Four people in a row withdrew from the battlefield one after another. After being severely injured, they stood in the void and looked at the battlefield unwillingly, with fear in their eyes.
Lu Ming could see that there were only two figures left in the sky, fighting fiercely.
when! when! ...
Collisions continued to spread, as if two gods were fighting.
Hiss!
The space split open, the light converged, and two figures appeared in the eyes of everyone.
Both of them were tall and burly, with mad breath.
One of them was holding a Fangtian painted halberd, with black hair hanging loose, and his aura was astonishing. He just stood there, and the space around him was like water waves, constantly twisting, forming circles of ripples.
Yang Potian!
This person is actually Yang Potian, one of the five giants of youth.
And the other person stood in front of Yang Potian, his body was even bigger than Yang Potian's, showing two muscular arms, holding a huge mace.
This person looked very young, definitely not more than thirty years old, and he was of the same generation as Lu Ming and the others.
The Tianjiao of the younger generation can actually fight Yang Potian, who is this person
"This person is from Beiyuan, known as the No. 1 Arrogant of Beiyuan. I heard that he collided with Yang Potian outside before!"
Kong Xin explained in a low voice.
Lu Ming suddenly realized that it turned out to be the Tianjiao of Beiyuan. He had heard before that a Tianjiao of Beiyuan fought with Yang Potian.
Between the two of them, a purple-gold token was suspended, emitting a hazy brilliance.
Lu Ming's eyes lit up, this should be the token of the Holy Mansion.
"Tuobashi, we will decide the winner today!"
Yang Potian held Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand, and with a slight movement, he cut a gap in the space. He was so imposing, his hair was flying wildly, and his eyes were like lightning.
"Just what I want!"
Tuoba Shi grinned, swung the mace, and made a loud rumbling noise.
The energy surged, and the token of the Holy Mansion was rushed into the sky by the energy.
Brush!
At the same time, the two moved, rushed towards each other, and started a big fight.
Yang Potian also comprehended the artistic conception of space, and he used it more terrifyingly than the Emperor God. At the same time, he was assisted by other artistic conceptions. Fang Tian's painted halberd struck out, as if it could cut through the void, surrounded by the power of space, and its power was extremely terrifying.
Tuobashi's muscles swelled up, like an invincible strongman, swinging a mace, crushing everything, and collided with Fang Tian's painted halberd, making a terrible roar.
The two fiercely confronted and bombarded continuously, and dozens of moves passed in a blink of an eye.
The others watched around, with amazement in their eyes.
"Is this the strength of the five giants? Sure enough!"
Lu Ming sighed, and at the same time showed a strong fighting intent in his eyes.
"Hey, it's too strong. They haven't used blood fusion yet, they are so powerful. I'm too far behind!"
Kong Xin sighed.
"Is their bloodline beyond the eighth level of god level?"
Lu Ming asked.
"That's right, the bloodlines of the five giants in Central Continent are all god-level ninth-level!"
Sandalwood Fairy said.
"It's actually the ninth level of the god level!"
Lu Ming was also a little surprised.
The ninth level of the god level is the highest level of blood, and each of these characters is extremely terrifying.
Bloodline, the later the level, the talents brought by each level, or the bonus of bloodline, are very different.
The seventh level of the god level is much stronger than the sixth level of the god level.
But the eighth level of the god level is much stronger than the seventh level of the god level, whether it is talent or the bonus brought by blood.
As for the ninth level of the god level, it is even more terrifying, because the ninth level of the god level represents the pinnacle and perfection, and it is not comparable to the eighth level of the god level. The difference is too far.
If the eighth level of the god level has the potential to attack the emperor, then the ninth level of the god level, as long as it does not fall, can 100% break through the emperor.
In the history of Shenhuang Continent, as long as those who awakened the ninth-level god-level bloodline did not fall, they would break through to the position of emperor in the future.
The five giants of Central Continent are equal to a future emperor.
It's no wonder that Yang Potian is extremely arrogant. He always looks high above others and doesn't look at people straight. It's no wonder that he is destined to become an emperor. Except for people of the same level, everyone else is an ant in his eyes.
Perhaps in the depths of his heart, the Supreme is not taken seriously by him.
when! when! ...
The battle continued and became more and more fierce. Both of them fought for the token of the Holy Mansion.
Both of them are determined to win the token of the Holy Mansion.
In a blink of an eye, the two fought for more than a hundred moves, and the purple-gold token of the Holy Mansion rolled and rolled in the strength of the two, being stirred back and forth.
Click!
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from the token of the Holy Palace, and then it collapsed into pieces under the dumbfounded eyes of everyone.
The token of the Holy Palace was broken.
Everyone was stunned, even Yang Potian and Tuobashi were stunned, they stopped fighting and looked at each other.
No one thought that the token of the Holy Mansion would be broken. Isn't this the token to enter the Holy Mansion? The master of the holy mansion is an existence beyond the emperor. The token he made is so fragile
"Impossible, the token of the Holy Palace is solid and immortal, it cannot be broken, this is fake, this is a fake token!"
Kong Xin shouted.
fake token
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
"I see, someone throws a fake token, and wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and it will be a fisherman's profit!"
It's anyone's guess.
Everyone's eyes flashed, and they felt that it was very possible, and some people wanted to fish in troubled waters.
"Fairy, brother Kong, how did the token appear?"
Lu Ming asked.
"I heard that before, someone yelled that they had found the token, which caused many people to snatch it. Later, more and more people joined, and finally Yang Potian and Tuobashi were also attracted!"
Kong Xin explained.
"So no one has seen where the token came from?"
Lu Ming asked.
Fairy Sandalwood and Kong Xin both shook their heads. Before, when everyone saw the token of the Holy Mansion, they fought like crazy. Who would have thought that the token was fake.
Lu Ming nodded. It seems that someone really fished in troubled waters.
"Damn it, which bastard did it, let me know, I'll make his life worse than death!"
Yin Bupo roared in Tianying Castle, because of this, Tianying Castle died a top expert and suffered heavy losses.
Others also looked fiercely. This fisherman in troubled waters is really too hateful.