In fact, not only Feng Chan, the son of the Evil God Emperor, was like this, but the other disciples of the Imperial Palace were so frightened that their hands and feet were weak and their faces turned pale. Previously, the Evil God Emperor's Palace offered a reward. Whoever could kill Huang Xiaolong would receive five million low-grade Chaos Spiritual Stones. During the preliminary competition, countless disciples were tempted.
Countless disciples all fantasize about killing Huang Xiaolong, and they all want to receive the five million from the Divine Emperor's Palace, and if they kill Huang Xiaolong, they can also get Huang Xiaolong's peerless treasure.
Therefore, during the preliminary round, almost all the disciples were searching for Huang Xiaolong in the secret territory of the rooftop.
Now, these disciples are all cold-blooded.
If they really found Huang Xiaolong in the secret territory of Tiantai, then!
At this time, the purple flames in Huang Xiaolong's hand surged wildly again, and suddenly, Lan Tailong's two supreme gods began to make "clicking" sounds.
Everyone looked and saw cracks appearing on the surface of the two Supreme Godheads.
Then, very quickly, it collapsed and broke into countless pieces.
Seeing this scene, everyone was even more shocked and horrified.
Lan Tailong's two Supreme Godheads are definitely very close to the Supreme King. Basically nothing can destroy such Supreme Godheads. Even the top-grade Hongmeng spiritual weapon can only be destroyed ten million times. It couldn't be broken, but now, it exploded under Huang Xiaolong's purple flames!
Even Emperor Dijing and Emperor Dikan’s expressions changed.
What kind of flame is this? !
The Emperor of Heaven felt somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recall it.
"Huang Xiaolong, I'm going to kill you!" In the distance, Chen Wenqian, who was lying on the ground, roared with all his strength as he watched the two supreme gods of their emperor Lan Tailong explode.
If a person's soul is destroyed, if his godhead is still there, then there is still a one-hundred-millionth chance of being resurrected. But now that even his godhead has burst, that means he is truly dead, and there is not even a one-hundred-millionth chance of being resurrected. Got it!
However, as soon as Chen Wenqian struggled to stand up, blood spurted out from his mouth.
The four different palms before made it difficult for him to even stand up.
Huang Xiaolong looked indifferent and said to the referee on the side of the ring: "Is the competition over?"
The referee happened to be the general Zhou Han who had kicked Huang Xiaolong out of Mansion No. 61. Hearing this, he woke up and looked at Huang Xiaolong's eyes. His soul was agitated, and then he quickly announced: "No. 6 Arena, Huang Xiaolong, Palace of Good Fortune Win!"
However, his voice could not be steady, vibrating like a stretched string.
However, when Zhou Han's announcement fell, there was no applause, no cheers, and no shouts. The world was silent. All the disciples of the Imperial Palace looked at Huang Xiaolong with fear on their faces. They seemed to be still immersed in the scene where Huang Xiaolong killed Lan Tailong just now. I couldn't extricate myself for a long time.
Huang Xiaolong walked down from the ring.
"Okay!" Just when the world was silent, Bei Xiaomei suddenly shouted softly.
Huang Xiaolong looked over and saw Bei Xiaomei clapping her hands, her eyes looking like flowers. Her eyes looked very white and beautiful in the sunshine.
This girl!
Huang Xiaolong smiled.
"good!"
At this time, Zhao Lei also laughed heartily, laughing extremely loudly.
Then, the disciples of the Good Fortune Imperial Palace burst into laughter like a flood, which resounded throughout the rooftop square. All the disciples of the Good Fortune Imperial Palace had a sense of pride and glory on their faces.
In the preliminary competition, the disciples of the Good Fortune Imperial Palace were hunted by the disciples of the Guangming Imperial Palace, the Evil God Imperial Palace and other imperial palaces. When they saw the disciples of the Guangming Imperial Palace and the Evil God Imperial Palace, they all fled in panic. Their hearts were filled with fire and boulders. Now it's completely out.
The laughter of the disciples of the Creation Imperial Palace came one after another, one after another, louder than the other.
In the distance, the disciples of the Guangming Emperor Palace felt their ears tingling.
At this time, Chen Wenqian, Chen Wenxin and others, who had been helped up by the disciples of the Guangming Emperor Palace and were treated for a while, had extremely ugly expressions. Chen Wenqian stared at Huang Xiaolong's figure walking down from the ring, his eyes seemed to eat Huang Xiaolong alive. generally.
Huang Xiaolong returned to Area 61 and felt the murderous intent in Chen Wenqian's eyes, his expression indifferent.
"What kind of divine fire is that purple flame? It's so terrifying that it can easily burn out even Lan Tailong's supreme godhead!" Yan Tianchen beside Di Jun said, his heart filled with shock.
"Even the most powerful ancient divine fire, the Immortal Fire, doesn't have such terrifying power!" Xiao Yi said in shock.
Emperor Tiandi wiped his eyes and blinked, thinking about something.
"Jing'er." Suddenly, Di said.
Emperor Jing was startled and responded casually: "Here you are, father."
"Are you still confident of defeating Huang Xiaolong?" Di Jun's voice was a little low.
Originally, he had great confidence in his son Di Jing's strength, but after seeing Huang Xiaolong kill Lan Tailong with his own eyes in the ring just now, his confidence was shaken.
Lan Tailong is the peak of the late seventh level of Tianjun, and has dual supreme gods. He has cultivated the Holy Light to the state of great success. He has ten wings. He has also received the supreme inheritance from the ancestor of the Guangming Emperor Palace and possesses the soul of the ancestor of the Guangming Emperor Palace. Will, however, was still easily killed by Huang Xiaolong!
One punch seriously injured!
Two punches blast!
The third time, the soul was destroyed!
The fourth time, the godhead exploded!
This is enough to show that Huang Xiaolong’s integrity is astonishing, no, even terrifying!
The Emperor Di Jing looked at Di Jun and suddenly smiled. His smile was sunny, bright, and even cute. He said to Di Jun: "Father, don't worry. If Huang Xiaolong encounters me in the ring, he will die!"
Emperor Dijing has an extremely tough self-confidence, which comes from his true strength.
Di Kang was startled, then nodded and smiled: "That's good, that's good. When the time comes, Huang Xiaolong must not be allowed to leave the ring alive!"
Huang Xiaolong is so evil. He has been practicing for less than a thousand years, but he has become so terrifying. He really can’t imagine how far Huang Xiaolong will grow if he continues to practice.
Huang Xiaolong always made him feel strongly uneasy and disgusted.
Logically speaking, he had never seen Huang Xiaolong before, so it was impossible for him to feel that kind of disgust, but he happened to have it, and it was so strong, as if the two were old enemies.
"Father, please rest assured." The Emperor nodded.
As the competition between Huang Xiaolong, Emperor Dijing, Evil God Emperor Fengchan and others ended, competitions in other arenas also ended one after another. However, the scene where Huang Xiaolong killed Lan Tailong made it difficult for everyone to be in the mood to watch other arenas.
Not long after, the second round of the draw for the Top 100 Battle began.
The Evil God Emperor's Son Feng Chan, Huang Xiaolong and others walked out again and walked towards the high platform to draw the numbers, their hands were shaking a little.
Soon, the number drawn by Huang Xiaolong came out, which was number eight.
Feng Chan, the Emperor's son of the Evil God, turned over the number in his hand with trembling hands. The moment he turned it over, his heart beat wildly. (To be continued.)