Lonely Wuyi also roared with sorrow. He stared at the position of forty, his eyes desperate, angry, unwilling, and roared, "My son, the setting sun!"
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The ancestors of the lonely imperial palace are also dumbfounded, and their faces are full of sorrow.
All their hopes were poured into them, and they were hailed as the best talented genius in the history of the lonely imperial palace, their lonely emperor died? !
died!
It's hard to be lonely, and my mind is blank.
They had imagined that the lonely setting sun was shining brightly before this Heavenly Court battle, squeezing into the top 30! Bring them the supreme glory of the lonely imperial palace, but now, all of this has been shattered.
Only one day has passed since the preliminary round of the Battle of Heaven.
Like loneliness, the Kowloon Imperial Palace Chen Huoan and others, Chen Wenxin, the ancestor of the Guangming Imperial Palace, looked ugly and looked gloomily at the 46th place on the list.
There, his personal disciple Sun Fei just disappeared.
Sun Fei is his only disciple, he is extremely optimistic, although his talent is not as good as their Emperor Guangming Lan Tailong, but among the young disciples of the Emperor Guangming, he can definitely rank in the top three!
Moreover, Sun Fei's strength, among the disciples of the Guangming Palace in this competition, is the top five in strength, and it is entirely hopeful that he can rank fifty in the battle of the heavens, but Sun Fei is dead!
At this time, the ancestor of the Guangming Imperial Palace Chen Wenqian said: "Don't worry, Feier's death, I will find out. If Feier didn't die by the hand of the demon, I will not let Feier die in vain. "
"Brother, what do you mean?!" Chen Wenxin was startled, then surprised.
Chen Wenqian is his elder brother, and he is dear.
Two brothers, two high-ranking emperors, are extremely rare in this god realm.
Chen Wenqian's eyes flickered: "Sun Fei and the lonely setting sun in the Lonely Imperial Palace, Chen Zhuang in the Kowloon Imperial Palace, and Jiang De in the Thousand Poison Imperial Palace were killed almost at the same time. I always think this is not a coincidence."
Chen Wenxin was dumbfounded, and then a cold light flashed: "If someone really dares to fight against our Guangming Imperial Palace, dare to kill my disciple of Guangming Imperial Palace, then he is looking for death, and I will make him regret living in this world!"
Chen Wenqian said: "If this is the case, not many can kill them with this strength."
In the blink of an eye, another four days passed.
It has been five days since the preliminary round.
After five days, as the points gap gradually widened, the changes on the list did not change as frequently as the first day.
Especially the top 100, basically there is no change.
To say that the changes are frequent, it is the first and the second.
Huang Xiaolong and Emperor Dijing, the two are still vying for the first place.
When Huang Xiaolong used the Scepter of Light and the Supreme Godhead of the Golden Buddha, he still couldn't get rid of the opponent.
In this regard, Huang Xiaolong was not only disappointed, but even more energetic.
In the beginning, Huang Xiaolong used only 50% of his divine power to use the Supreme Godhead of the Golden Buddha. Over time, he continued to increase his divine power to 60%, 70%, 80%, and even now 90%!
Seeing that 90% of the golden Buddha's supreme divine power had not yet opened the opponent, Huang Xiaolong began to use 10% of the golden Buddha's supreme divine power.
Two more days passed.
Huang Xiaolong and Emperor Emperor Jing's rankings are still as glue as paint.
First, second, second, first.
Huang Xiaolong sneered when he saw this. If that's the case, then he would have to see where the limit of the Emperor of Heaven was.
At the moment, Huang Xiaolong Wanlong Supreme Godhead and Golden Buddha Supreme Godhead urged at the same time.
The two supreme gods superimposed their supernatural powers, and immediately, Huang Xiaolong's hunting rate soared again.
Soon, Huang Xiaolong and Emperor Dijing's points were pulled up.
In just an hour, Huang Xiaolong had 10,000 points more than his opponent.
However, an hour later, Emperor Dijing's points soared again, gradually narrowing the gap with Huang Xiaolong, but when the points of Emperor Emperor Dijing were about to catch up with Huang Xiaolong, he suddenly slowed down and maintained the previous growth rate.
"Give up?" Huang Xiaolong frowned upon seeing this, and then he relaxed. It seems that the other party does not intend to use some depressive methods, so he has already given up.
Over a certain mountain range in the Tiantai Secret Realm, Emperor Emperor Jing smashed a demon at the tenth stage of Tianjun’s early stage with a punch. He looked at Huang Xiaolong’s soaring points on the list and sneered: "It seems that this is your limit. It’s just that, so what if you get the first place in the preliminary round, Huang Xiaolong, you really didn’t let me down. In this case, I would be more interested in killing you in the semi-final arena."
However, in this preliminary contest, Huang Xiaolong's demonstrated strength caused a huge wave in his heart.
Huang Xiaolong has practiced for less than a thousand years, and he has the strength to compete with him for the first place in the preliminary contest!
This!
Up to now, he can hardly believe and accept this fact.
You know, he is the Godhead of the Heavenly Way, the God Body of the Heavenly Way, and logically speaking, he is unique in the heavens and all realms, and it is impossible for anyone to have a talent that can match him.
But now, this Huang Xiaolong has practiced for less than a thousand years, and he has the ability to compete with him for the first place in the preliminary contest! He has practiced for three thousand years!
Thinking of this, the emperor Dijing's always expressionless face became a bit hideous. He really couldn't understand why he possessed the first divine rank and first divine body, so there were still people with higher talents than him!
"Huang Xiaolong, die!"
In any case, Huang Xiaolong can't be allowed to grow, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, he doesn't allow anyone in the heavens and the world to have a higher talent than him! Therefore, in the rematch arena, Huang Xiaolong must die. He has to kill Huang Xiaolong personally at all costs. Before killing Huang Xiaolong, he will search for his soul and obtain the peerless secret of Huang Xiaolong.
"At that time, no matter who is blocking me, who I kill, Huang Xiaolong, you are destined to die in my hands!" Emperor Dijing's strong murderous aura formed and turned into a god of death surrounding him. At this time, Emperor Dijing No longer a heavenly emperor, but a death lord who dominates death.
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On the rooftop square, everyone stared blankly at Huang Xiaolong's soaring points in the first position, and was full of shock.
Standing on the high platform, Yu Shi and the Marshals of Heavenly Court only felt that their throats were dry.
"Unexpectedly, even His Royal Highness is being caught by Huang Xiaolong?!" Yu Shi's expression was ugly.
In the small area No. 61, Zhao Lei also stared at the list with a blank head. He opened his lips and trembled: "Here, this kid, he is really my personal disciple, really Huang Xiaolong?!"
He even wondered if it would have the same name
However, the list clearly says Huang Xiaolong of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune, and there is only one Huang Xiaolong in the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune. In other words, is it really his personal disciple Huang Xiaolong? !
Suddenly, Li Shan's face was difficult to look, and Fang Xuanxuan said to Zhao Lei, "Look, Xiaoer she!"
When both Zhao Lei and Fang Xuanxuan looked, they saw Peng Xiao, ranked 3,532, whose name was bleak at this time, as if it was about to disappear at any time.
Zhao Lei and Fang Xuanxuan's expressions changed drastically. (To be continued.)