In fact, it’s not just that the Evil God Emperor’s son Feng Chan is like this. Other imperial disciples are so scared that their hands and feet are weakened and their faces are bloodless. Before, the Evil God Emperor’s Palace issued a reward. Whoever can kill Huang Xiaolong can get 5 million inferior chaotic spirit stones. , At the time of the preliminary competition, countless disciples were tempted. .SUIMENG. lā
Countless disciples all fantasize about killing Huang Xiaolong, all wanting to receive five million from the Cthulhu Emperor's Palace, and killing Huang Xiaolong can get Huang Xiaolong's peerless treasure.
Therefore, during the preliminary round, almost all the disciples searched for Huang Xiaolong in the Tiantai Secret Territory.
Now, these disciples are all cold.
If they really found Huang Xiaolong in the Tiantai Secret Territory, then!
At this time, the purple flames in Huang Xiaolong's hand surged again, and suddenly, the two supreme godheads of Lan Tailong began to make a "click" sound.
Everyone looked at them and saw cracks on the surface of the two Supreme Godheads.
Then, soon, it broke apart and broke into countless pieces.
Seeing this scene, everyone was even more shocked and shocked.
Lan Tailong’s two supreme godheads are definitely very close to the kind of the supreme king. Like this kind of supreme godhead, basically nothing can destroy them. They couldn't be cut, and now, under Huang Xiaolong's purple flames, it broke apart!
Even Emperor Emperor Jing and Emperor Emperor Jun's expression changed.
What kind of flame is this? !
The Emperor Jun faintly felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.
"Huang Xiaolong, I want to kill you!" In the distance, Chen Wenqian, lying on the ground, watched the two supreme gods of their emperor Lan Tailong burst, and roared with all his strength.
If a person’s spirit is destroyed, if the godhead is still there, then there is still a one-in-a-million chance of being resurrected, but now that even the god-head is broken, it is truly dead, and there is not even a one-in-a-million chance of being resurrected. Up!
However, Chen Wenqian just struggled to stand up, blood spurting wildly in his mouth.
The previous four were not like two palms, which 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 drove Huang Xiaolong out of Mansion No. 61. Hearing the words, he woke up and looked at Huang Xiaolong’s eyes, and his soul was agitated. Then he quickly announced: "No. 6 ring, Huang Xiaolong, the imperial palace of good fortune. Win!"
It's just that his voice couldn't be steady anyhow, it quivered like a string that was pulled apart.
However, Zhou Han’s announcement fell, there was no applause, no cheers, and no shouts. The world was silent. All the imperial disciples looked at Huang Xiaolong with fear, as if they were still immersed in the scene where Huang Xiaolong killed Lan Tailong just now. In the middle and a long time unable to extricate themselves.
Huang Xiaolong walked down from the ring.
"Okay!" When the world was silent, Bei Xiaomei suddenly yelled.
Huang Xiaolong looked at it and saw Bei Xiaomei was applauding, smiling like a flower, her little hands were white and beautiful in the sun.
This girl!
Huang Xiaolong smiled.
"good!"
At this time, Zhao Lei also laughed heartily, laughing extremely loudly.
Then, the disciples of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune burst into a flood of laughter, resounding through the Tiantai Square, and all the disciples of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune had a kind of pride and glory on their faces.
In the preliminary competition, the disciples of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune were hunted and killed by the disciples of the Emperor Guangming and the Cthulhu Imperial Palace. When they saw the disciples of the Guangming Imperial Palace and the Cthulhu Imperial Palace all fled in panic, their hearts were on fire and huge stones. It broke out completely now.
The laughter of the disciples of the Imperial Palace of Good Fortune was one after another, one after another, one after another.
In the distance, the disciples of the Guangming Imperial Palace felt tingling pains in their ears.
At this time, Chen Wenqian, Chen Wenxin and others, who had been helped by the disciples of the Emperor Guangming Palace and treated for a while, looked extremely ugly. Chen Wenqian stared at the figure of Huang Xiaolong coming down from the ring, his eyes were as if he was about to swallow Huang Xiaolong. generally.
Huang Xiaolong returned to the 61st area, feeling the killing intent in Chen Wenqian's eyes, and his face was indifferent.
"What kind of divine fire is that purple flame? It's so terrifying that even the supreme godhead of Blue Tailong can be easily burned!" Yan Tianchen next to Di Jun said, his heart was full of shock.
"Even the Immortal Fire, which is the No.1 in the Ancient Divine Fire, does not have such a terrifying power!" Xiao Yi said in shock.
Tiandi Dijun's eyes flickered, thinking about something.
"Jing'er." Suddenly, Di Jun said.
Emperor Jing was taken aback, and said casually: "Yes, Father Emperor."
"Are you still sure to defeat Huang Xiaolong?" Di Jun's voice was a little low.
Originally, he was extremely confident in the strength of his son Dijing, but just now on the ring, after seeing Huang Xiaolong kill Lan Tailong with his own eyes, his confidence was shaken.
Lan Tailong is the peak of the seventh stage of the Tianjun, and has a double supreme godhead, and cultivates the light and sacred to the realm of great success. With ten wings, it has the uninherited inheritance of the ancestor of the Emperor Guangming, and has the soul of the ancestor of the Emperor Guangming. Will, however, was still easily killed by Huang Xiaolong!
Badly wounded with a punch!
Two punches exploded!
The third time, the soul is destroyed!
In the fourth time, the Godhead burst!
This is enough to show that Huang Xiaolong's strength is amazing, no, even terrifying!
The emperor Dijing looked at Di Jun, and suddenly smiled. The smile was very sunny, brilliant, and even cute. He said to Di Jun: "Father, rest assured, on the ring, if Huang Xiaolong meets me, he will die!"
Tianzi Dijing possessed a kind of extremely tenacious self-confidence, and this kind of self-confidence came from his true strength.
Di Jun was taken aback, then nodded and smiled: "That's good, that's good, then, we must not let Huang Xiaolong leave the ring alive!"
Huang Xiaolong is too enchanting. He has cultivated for less than a thousand years. It is so terrifying that he can't imagine how much Huang Xiaolong will grow if he continues to practice.
Huang Xiaolong always made him feel a kind of intense anxiety and disgust.
It stands to reason that he hadn't seen Huang Xiaolong before, and 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 rivals.
"Father, please rest assured." The Emperor Tianzi said at the sight.
With Huang Xiaolong, the emperor Emperor Jing, the evil god Emperor Feng Chan and others, the other arena also ended. However, the scene where Huang Xiaolong killed Lan Tailong made it difficult for everyone to watch other arenas.
It didn't take long for the second round of the competition to draw lots.
The Cthulhu Emperor Feng Chan, Huang Xiaolong and others walked out again, and when they walked to the high platform to draw the numbers, their hands trembled a little.
Soon, the number drawn by Huang Xiaolong came out, which was the eighth.
The Heretic God Emperor Feng Chan trembling both hands turned over the number in his hand, and the moment he opened it, his heart beat wildly. (To be continued.)