Arena, high platform in the east.
The lord of Canglong gritted his teeth and stared at the lord of the sun with his eyes fixed on him. He seemed to be able to spit out fire, deceiving people too much, really deceiving people too much, now his Cang Ming child has passed out in a coma, where can he speak What to admit defeat, this is completely to kill his Cang Ming child, and not to give a trace of survival.
"Lord of the sun, do you...really do you want to do something so awesome?" The voice of the lord of the blue dragon was trembling, and he tried to suppress the raging anger in his heart that resembled a volcanic eruption. .
"The Lord of Canglong, it's not that this seat wants to do things absolutely, but the rules are like this. The battle of the ancestral land can only be counted if the parties admit defeat." The Lord of Sunlight shook his head gently, completely helpless. It looked like, but there was a sneer in my heart, both sides had completely torn their faces, and wanted my Promise nephew to stop. It was really ridiculous.
On the other hand, if my Promise nephew loses today, will your Canglong clan easily spare his life
What's a joke, your lord of the blue dragon is afraid that he will only do more excessively.
"Lord of the sun, you...you...you...you..." the lord of the blue dragon pointed at the lord of the sun, angrily saying no When it comes to words, what the rules are like this, the words are better than the singing, excuses, everything is fucking just an excuse to take the opportunity to get rid of his Cang Ming boy.
On the ring.
Yang Fan had already hit Cang Ming severely before he was in a coma, and the coldest murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his right hand and squeezed Cang Ming's neck.
"Ah, Promise child, do you dare?" The lord of the blue dragon burst out with a heartbreaking roar, and the power of the blue dragon inside his body was boiling. He wanted to directly save Cang Ming. Cang Ming is not only his son. , Or the future of their Canglong clan, there is nothing to lose.
It’s just that as soon as he moved, the terrifying coercion of the strongest and semi-sacred in all directions, instantly blocked the space around him, as long as he dared to move again, he would surely be affected by the crowd. The Xeon Half Saint gave strong suppression.
"The lord of the blue dragon, the battle of the ring, life and death is a fate, you better not mess around." Although this time to stop, you will certainly offend the lord of the blue dragon and offend the clan of the blue dragon, but compared with your own face, it is not considered what.
These strong and semi-holy ones are not the same as the lord of the blue dragon, they are the lord of the holy clan, and the great elders of the great holy clan, and they are not afraid of the lord of the blue dragon.
Moreover, the Lord of the Blue Dragon, did he dare to provoke all of them to fail.
Not to mention the Canglong clan ranked outside the ten, even the first-ranked Asura saint clan can't provoke so many saints.
It's too late to say, then soon.
The crisp bone breaking sound was so loud at this moment, but Yang Fan squeezed Cang Ming's neck with one hand.
"Rumble..."
The power of the terrifying stars poured into Cang Ming's sea of consciousness, strangling his sleeping dragon soul in an instant.
"Gurulu...Kill...Kill, he really killed Saint Cang Ming without any hesitation... There is no taboo, This is the real no taboo." In all directions, countless alien powerhouses have a horror on their faces. Although it has long been thought that this battle will be divided into victory and defeat, life and death, but when all this becomes a reality, the alien powerhouses still Some can't accept it.
Saint Canglong, those are not Cangjaw and Cangzhen brothers, they are the Saint Son of the Canglong clan, the future Lord of the Canglong, whoever dares to move the Canglong Saint, waits to be chased and killed by the Canglong clan.
Even if it is the Son of Asura, if he wants to kill the Son of Cang Ming, he must at least hesitate for a while, it is impossible to be as decisive as it is.
"It's better not to provoke this Young Master Starlight in the future, this is a peerless evil star."
On the other nine sides arena, including the nine great evildoers, including the son of Shura, in their eyes, there is a trace of tragedy of rabbits and dead foxes. The son of Canglong is a peerless evildoer with the same name as them, and the future should be one of the top bosses in the foreign land. One, standing on the top of all living beings, the result was that Young Master Starlight broke his neck like a chicken, and killed his life dragon soul. I have to say that it was a big irony.
But soon, the sadness in the eyes of the nine evildoers was replaced by deep dignity and fear.
Among the ten of them, the Blue Dragon Saint Son is not a weak one. Apart from the Asura Son, there are only a few people who are sure to win against him. The others are unpredictable, let alone. Killed the Canglong Saint Child.
Defeating and killing are completely two concepts.
The horror of that Starlight Young Master's strength can be imagined.
The most important thing is that this Starlight Young Master is so old that he is not even tens of millions of years old. If he is the same age as them, it would be terrifying. The strongest Asura son of these people may not be able to walk in his hands. Let's cross ten together.
terrible! It's really terrible.
"Roar! Ming'er, my Ming'er..." Canglong Lord's eyes were crying blood, his eyes fixedly staring at Yang Fan on the ring, flashing the most tyrannical murderous intent, and his voice sounded like a cuckoo crying blood. The ape wailed, his vertebral heart sobbed blood, and his hatred was overwhelming, "Wuji boy, you beast, you must not die! Zhener, jaw, Minger, this hatred, this hatred, does not share the sky... .. Death! There is no place for you in the sky and on the earth. If you don't kill you, this seat will be the lord of the blue dragon..."
Under the new hatred and the old hatred, at this moment, the Lord of Canglong really wanted to eat Yang Fan's meat and drink Yang Fan's blood.
"Okay, Lord of Canglong, don't lose your temper. Since you are in the ring, you have to be prepared to die. It is really strange, you can only blame Cang Ming for not being good at learning, not as good as others, and you can't blame others." The strongest semi-sage cast a cold look at the Lord of the Canglong, his tone was cold, and he didn't show any face to the Lord of the Canglong.
Of course he also has the qualifications. In terms of strength, it is only stronger than the Lord of the Canglong, but not weaker than the power. Their Jin Chan clan is enough to be in the top ten in the thirty-one saint clan, and they are also stronger than the Canglong clan.
On the ring.
"It seems that if you kill this long worm, someone has the heart to kill me." Yang Fan looked at the eastern stands with feeling, and there was a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, without the slightest nervousness in his heart. Feeling that there is only a mere lord of the Canglong, suppressing him, at most, it takes a little effort.
Even if it was the entire Canglong Saint Clan, he had full confidence in suppressing them.
Among the thirty-one saints, only the first-ranked Asura saints could make him feel jealous.
Soon, the challenge continued.
However, at this time, the powerful foreign races of the Quartet clearly felt a sense of boredom, but also, compared with the life and death battle between Yang Fan and the Canglong Son, the next challenge was more than a grade worse.
It is like a person who has just tasted the delicacies of mountains and seas, and then asks him to eat chaffy vegetables, where he can still eat.
In the blink of an eye, one day passed.
The Ancestral Land Challenge finally came to a perfect conclusion. The ten evil evildoers, except for the Canglong Son, the other nine people, all defended their position as masters. As for Yang Fan, it was equally easy to get to the position. There was no other race at all. Tianjiao dared to challenge him.
This is the real master without taboos, even the Sage Son of Canglong always kills and kills, not to mention people like them.
No one can guarantee that this little monster will kill his eyes and send them directly to the Canglong Saint Child as a company.
They wanted to enter the ancestral land, but they didn't want to take their lives for it.
Moreover, this evil star can kill even the Blue Dragon Saint Child, and the terrifying strength, among the ten evil evildoers, can definitely rank in the top five, or even the top three, it is not a soft persimmon.
"Rumble..."
A divine light pierced the void, and the strongest semi-sage who had presided over the opening ceremony once again appeared above the ring.
Condescendingly, overlooking Yang Fan and ten other people, they announced loudly, "This seat announces that the Ancestral Land Challenge is over. The top ten arrogances who have entered the ancestral land this time are the Asura saints of the Asura clan and Qingxuanzhen of the Qingxuan clan. , Flower God tribe, Hua Ruoman.... Tianpeng tribe Peng Wancheng, Tianhou tribe Hou Chen, Jinlin holy tribe Lin Xiao... Starlight tribe Xing Wuji, Next, this seat will open the ancestral land with you great elders and send you to the ancestral land. You will have ten years of time to submerge in the ancestral land... ... ... all kinds of wonders in the ancestral land. Treasure, you can use it casually to improve your cultivation, but you can't plunder your possessions, nor can you destroy the rhizomes of those heaven and earth elixir..."