Blood rain sprayed from high in the sky, staining the other two people's bodies red.
The remaining two people looked at the blood all over their bodies and screamed. They could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts and fled in panic.
Seeing the two people fleeing in panic, Huang Xiaolong waved his hand, and the two of them were directly swept into the mountain peak in the distance. The mountain collapsed, directly submerging their bodies.
Huang Xiaolong turned to Peng Xiao and said, "Let's go, let's heal your injuries first."
Peng Xiao nodded obediently, full of tenderness.
Standing behind Huang Xiaolong just now, looking at Huang Xiaolong's strong back and strong waist, she felt more peaceful than ever before.
Huang Xiaolong took Peng Xiao and disappeared.
Just when Huang Xiaolong and the two left, outside the rooftop square, Chen Wenqian, the ancestor of the Guangming Imperial Palace, had a gloomy face. Just now, his direct disciple Lu Xiu disappeared from the list!
died!
He has three major direct disciples. Lu Xiu is not his most talented direct disciple, but he is the one who wins his love the most.
Moreover, he discovered that two other Tianjun realm disciples from the Guangming Emperor Palace disappeared at almost the same time as his direct disciple Lu Xiu.
Every Tianjun Realm disciple is a key training target for the Guangming Imperial Palace, and countless resources and efforts have been spent on it.
"Check, we must let people find out who it is, who it is!" Chen Wenqian said to the head of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Guangming Imperial Palace next to him, almost spitting.
Now, only seven days have passed since the preliminary competition, and in less than eight days, thirty-four disciples have died in the Guangming Imperial Palace! And these are all on the list, I don’t know about the ones outside the list.
Among the thirty-four disciples who died on this list, eight were in the Heavenly Lord realm!
Chen Wenqian's face twitched.
This was absolutely impossible in previous battles in heaven.
In the past, very few disciples of the Heavenly Lord Realm died, and even if they did, it was only one or two.
But now only seven days have passed and eight of them have died! If things continue to develop at this rate, won't all the disciples in the Tianjun Realm of the Guangming Emperor's Palace be dead? !
who is it? who is it! Someone is definitely killing their disciples from the Guangming Emperor Palace!
Chen Wenqian looked at Zhao Lei of the Creation Imperial Palace with cold eyes. In the direction of Li Shan, God Realm dared to kill their Guangming Imperial Palace disciples, dared to go against their Guangming Imperial Palace, and had the strength to kill Sun Fei. The only one waiting for someone is Huang Xiaolong!
"Huang Xiaolong, you son of a bitch!" Chen Wenqian cursed in his heart.
Regardless of the outcome of this battle in heaven, he will not let Huang Xiaolong leave alive!
At this time, Huang Xiaolong and Peng Xiao came to a small cave.
Taking out a Great Brahma Relic Pill, Huang Xiaolong asked Peng Xiao to swallow it, and then used the Supreme Divine Power of Light to put his palm against Peng Xiao's back to help Peng Xiao refine the power of the pill faster.
After a while, Peng Xiao's originally pale face gradually turned rosy.
However, at the same time, Peng Xiaoqiong's breathing became somewhat thick and heavy.
"Peng Xiao, how are you?" Huang Xiaolong retracted his palm and asked worriedly when he noticed that Peng Xiao was breathing strangely.
Peng Xiao glanced at Huang Xiaolong, his face turned red and he shook his head, his voice as low as a mosquito: "I'm fine, much better."
The reason why she was breathing strangely just now was because Huang Xiaolong's palm was against her back. Huang Xiaolong's palm was very thick, warm, and very hot!
The heat made her feel a little uncomfortable, a different kind of discomfort.
When Huang Xiaolong heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's good."
As for Peng Xiao's strangeness, he didn't think about other aspects.
Peng Xiao stood up, slowed down his heart rate, and looked at Huang Xiaolong softly: "I have nothing to do, you go to the game quickly."
Huang Xiaolong was startled, and then he understood that Peng Xiao was worried that taking her with him would drag down his ranking. After all, if he took Peng Xiao with him, it would affect the speed of hunting the Sky Demon and the Fierce Demon.
"Silly girl." After figuring it out, Huang Xiaolong smiled.
Unexpectedly, when Peng Xiao heard this, he rolled his eyes at Huang Xiaolong. His eyes were so charming that Huang Xiaolong's heart beat wildly.
"You are stupid." Yiren said angrily.
Huang Xiaolong was speechless and said with a smile: "Okay, it's me who is stupid, it's me who is stupid."
Peng Xiao looked at Huang Xiaolong's stupid look and smiled, charming and charming.
Looking at the charming Peng Xiao, Huang Xiaolong was a little stunned for a moment.
Normally, Peng Xiao is as cold and arrogant as Li Lu, but Huang Xiaolong has rarely seen her look so charming, and this smile is like a warm spring breeze, like thousands of flowers blooming.
"Idiot." Peng Xiao saw Huang Xiaolong looking at him blankly, his pretty face turned red, and he suddenly came over, touched Huang Xiaolong's left cheek with his delicate mouth, and then separated.
Huang Xiaolong’s eyes widened.
Peng Xiao's face was as red as a ripe apple.
"Peng Xiao." Huang Xiaolong said blankly.
"Yeah." Yiren responded in a voice as low as a mosquito.
"How about we do it again?"
Time flies so fast, twenty-nine days have passed in the blink of an eye.
This is the last day of preliminary competition.
All the participating disciples seemed to have tried their best in the front, but were exhausted on the last day, so the points increase slowed down.
Ranked first is still Huang Xiaolong, whose score reached an astonishing 34,346,000!
This number is enough to scare many people.
The second ranked emperor, Emperor Jing, only had 25,623,000.
The difference is more than eight million!
Feng Chan, the third-ranked son of the Evil God, only had more than 12 million, and Lan Tailong, the fourth-ranked son of the Emperor of Light, had more than 11 million.
As for the fifth-placed True God Sect Long Shaozhen, there is even less, not even 10 million, only more than 9 million.
In the eyes of everyone in the rooftop square with different emotions, the preliminary competition finally ended, and the participating disciples were teleported out of the rooftop secret realm one after another.
Huang Xiaolong, Peng Xiao and the disciples from the Creation Imperial Palace were teleported out one after another.
Looking at the more than 400 disciples of the Imperial Palace of Creation who were finally teleported, Huang Xiaolong’s face darkened. The fate of those disciples of the Imperial Palace of Creation that were not teleported can already be imagined.
Under the bounty offered by the Evil God Imperial Palace, almost all the other disciples of the Imperial Palace regarded the disciples of the Good Fortune Imperial Palace as prey.
At this moment, Lan Tailong, the son of the Emperor of Light, who was teleported out, came towards Huang Xiaolong with Chen Wenqian, the ancestor of the Emperor of Light, and others.
Then, Feng Chan, the son of the Evil God Emperor, Liu Yuan, the ancestor of the Evil God Emperor Palace, and others also came over.
After the Guangming Emperor's Palace, there were the Lonely Emperor's Palace, the Nine Dragons Emperor's Palace, the Thousand Poison Emperor's Palace, and the Feihua Emperor's Palace. Everyone also came over.
Suddenly, the Creation Imperial Palace was completely surrounded by all the imperial palaces.
Huang Xiaolong looked at everyone in the Guangming Imperial Palace and the Evil God Imperial Palace with an indifferent expression.
The first person to speak was Chen Wenqian, the ancestor of Guangming Imperial Palace. Chen Wenqian looked at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "Huang Xiaolong, tell me! Did you kill my disciple?!" To be continued.
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