Chapter 2282
After hearing this, the disciples of the Demonic Blood Palace became even more ugly.
The Great Luo Hun Sect is also a force at the same level as their Demon Blood Palace, and will not lose to them compared to the backstage.
Just now Long Xiaoshan was so strong again.
Let them not dare to act rashly again.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Zhang Kuang will be here in a moment." Suddenly a disciple from the Demonic Blood Palace said.
"Really?" The eyes of several other Demonic Blood Palace disciples lit up.
Zhang Kuang is ranked among the top three disciples who came to the Demon Blood Palace this time, and he has the strength to be a strong person on the Earth Ranking.
Several people looked at Long Xiaoshan with a sneer. There was no need to fight with this guy now. When Senior Brother Zhang Kuang comes, this guy will die.
People from all walks of life are still coming.
Two black-robed monks also appeared here.
Their eyes wandered around, and suddenly they saw a familiar figure, and shouted: "Brother Long."
Long Xiaoshan turned around and saw two core disciples of Da Luo Hun Sect.
He nodded: "You are here."
The two saw that there were many people around, but they were alone, and Long Xiaoshan came with them. Of course they knew how powerful Long Xiaoshan was, so they flew directly to him.
Although Long Xiaoshan thought about acting alone, since he had promised Luo Hu, when he saw the two coming, he did not refuse them thousands of miles away and exchanged greetings with them.
Others saw Da Luo Hun Sect disciples standing together with Long Xiaoshan and were even more sure that Long Xiaoshan belonged to Da Luo Hun Sect. They just wondered why he was not wearing Da Luo Hun Sect clothes.
gradually.
The number of people who have come here has exceeded one thousand.
Among them, some top figures from the younger generation have also arrived.
An eagle chirped, and a huge eagle that covered the sky seemed to fly across the sky. With a crash, a man with a hooked nose in a green robe fell down. His expression was sharp, and one look at him was enough to make someone's heart break with fear.
"Senior Brother Jing." When the disciples of Condor Castle saw this young man, they all shouted excitedly.
"It's "Master Yingdao" Jing Wuming. He is the younger brother of "Master Eagle" Jing Wuming, a strong man on the Earth Ranking. He is extremely powerful and is a candidate genius for the new Earth Ranking."
Many people whispered.
Although the Xiyan domain is very large, it is full of talented people.
But if he is strong enough to compete for the Earth Ranking and be ranked as a candidate for the Earth Ranking, then he is definitely a well-known figure.
People like Long Xiaoshan, who is number one on the Hidden Dragon List, are still too young.
Once he left the Qianlong Empire, not many people knew him.
As soon as Jing Qingqing arrived, the momentum of the Condor Castle suddenly surged, forcing several other superpowers to retreat.
but.
In the blink of an eye, there was another green fire, like a comet piercing the sky, and the entire sky was burned by green flames. The green fire rolled wildly all over the sky, gradually shrinking into a cloak, and tied behind a person.
This man stepped forward slowly, walking like a dragon or a tiger, with the air of an emperor.
That noble royal aura makes countless people feel humbled, as if they want to bow to him.
"It's Li Futu, the crown prince of the Bixiao Empire."
"Another young giant who can make it into the local rankings."
Jing Qingqing was standing with his hands behind his hands, his eyes blank and unfocused. At this moment, he turned around and stared sharply high into the sky, snorting coldly: "Li Futu, what are you putting on?"
The man laughed loudly: "Jing Qingqing, I like the way you can't understand me but can't do anything about me."
"You thought it was two years ago, but this time I would make it impossible for you to leave the Ancient Mirage Palace." Jing Wuqing raised a terrifying knife intent from his body, making it impossible for anyone within a kilometer of him to breathe smoothly.
"I am afraid that you will fail." The jade fire on Li Futu burned blazingly, as if it was going to burn through the ninth heaven.
People around them quickly moved out of the way to avoid being affected.
These two people obviously had Liang Zi before, otherwise they wouldn't be at war with each other as soon as they met.
But right now.
Another ray of blood came from a distance, but before it arrived, the overwhelming blood energy had already made everyone dizzy, and a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood seemed to appear in front of them.
"Go away—"
With a maniacal laugh, a man with blood-colored hair and eyebrows and a domineering and cruel aura crossed over.
There happened to be a few people along the way who couldn't dodge.
He was instantly scratched by the blood light, and the blood all over his body boiled. He screamed and exploded in the air, spilling blood all over the ground.
"No, it's that lunatic "Blood Madness"."
"Get out of the way."
The monks who recognized this man cried like ghosts and howled like wolves, wishing that their parents would have lost two legs. They used various escape techniques to stay away from the bloody light, and some even used the escape talismans at the bottom of the box.
The disciples of the Demon Blood Palace were delighted.
"Senior Brother Zhang Kuang is here."
In an instant, the bloody light had reached the foot of the mountain, and Jie Jie smiled: "Li Futu, Jing Qingqing, you are in a good mood, do you want me to be a referee for you?"
Li Futu and Jing Wuqing glanced at Zhang Kuang.
The two of them calmed down their momentum at the same time.
If it was just the two of them, they wouldn't mind having a fight now.
But there is the added uncertainty of arrogance.
The two of them don't want to fight with each other. Being caught off guard.
Especially when a big opportunity is present.
Seeing that both of them stopped their hands, they cut their hands with arrogance and disdain.
"Senior brother." The Demon Blood Palace disciples gathered around Zhang Kuang and saluted him.
Zhang Kuang snorted.
A Demon Blood Palace disciple whispered: "Senior Brother, Junior Brother Zhao was seriously injured here just now. It looks like he is going to die."
Zhang Kuang's eyes flashed with blood, and he turned around: "Really? Who did it, Li Futu or Jing Qingqing."
He didn't care who was killed, but the momentum of the Demon Blood Palace could not be lost.
Even if the other party is a super power, it won't work.
"No, it's that person." The disciple quickly pointed to Long Xiaoshan.
Zhang Kuang's eyes locked on Long Xiaoshan for an instant, and he was a little surprised. The other person didn't seem to be from the Bixiao Empire or the Condor Castle.
"Senior brother, he is a disciple of the Great Luo Soul Sect." A disciple of the Demon Blood Palace reminded him.
"Da Luo Hun Sect." Murderous intent flashed in Zhang Kuang's eyes. Although Da Luo Hun Sect is also a super power, at Zhang Kuang's level, apart from masters at the same level, it doesn't matter even the disciples of a super power.
He had already killed a few on the road just now.
"Boy, if you dare to touch the disciples of my Demonic Blood Palace, I can only blame you for your misfortune. Come here and kneel down." Blood surged in Zhang Kuang's eyes, and an invisible and terrifying blood evil aura twisted and transformed into a human form. Like a demon, he pounced directly on Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes flashed with golden light.
Crack!
The humanoid blood demon seemed to be hit by a golden lightning and collapsed in the air.
Everyone looked surprised.
Long Xiaoshan was so strong when faced with Zhang Kuang, without flinching at all.
Zhang Kuang's eyes suddenly turned scarlet. A mere disciple of the Great Luo Soul Sect dared to challenge the majesty of the blood maniac.
(End of chapter)