The native grandson Bugui [One Hundred and Fifteen True Dragon Powers! 】
The warrior Hu You was defeated and retreated with a dejected face, walking back to the warrior camp step by step.
The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became weird.
Wangyue Palace and a large number of indigenous experts kept their expressions secretive.
Wang Yueqing and Wang Yuexi, brothers and sisters, looked narrow-minded and even ate the spiritual fruit leisurely.
Xin Zhuo suddenly realized that when calculating the strength of the immortals and warriors from Wangyue Palace and even the indigenous monks, they did not really want to see who would win, but they never thought that the immortals and warriors would win.
If you think about it from their perspective, the immortals in the sky and the foreign warriors are fighting life and death in their own homes. They cannot be indifferent or unconcerned. They are disgusted in their hearts and have their own ideas. I am afraid that they cannot avoid.
Just to see the immortals and warriors make a fool of themselves.
He looked at Jiang Taibai and the other three and the Nine Tribulations Yuanxian masters across from them, and found that the heaviness on these people's faces had dissipated without any waves, and they were obviously still confident.
One is better than the other!
Just stop looking, sit down cross-legged, close your eyes and relax.
"I am gathering Fei Yuan to give you a try!"
A fairy with a round body flashed to the spiritual stone platform and wrestled with the native named Sun Bugui.
[The power of one hundred and eighteen true dragons! 】
Win it!
Unexpectedly, as soon as Sun Bugui retired, another indigenous master came on stage.
[The power of one hundred and twenty true dragons! 】
Win again!
“Jiang Hong, go!”
Jiang Baili, one of the warriors, suddenly spoke.
A martial arts master with a dark face reached the spiritual stone platform in one step and held down the Mitsubishi Sword.
[The power of one hundred and twenty-five true dragons! 】
Win again!
Xin Zhuo opened his eyes in surprise and looked at Su Chen. This person has the power of one hundred and twenty dragons. He has the absolute background of a warrior this time. Why is it not his turn? This competition has surpassed If he has exceeded his limit, what kind of foundation does he have?
Su Chen just happened to look back at him, with a hint of narrowing in his eyes. Okay, he has more than one hundred and twenty true dragon powers.
Xue Ji sent a message to Xin Zhuo with a helpless tone: "Master has deceived us and also deceived the natives. Su Chen's power of one hundred and twenty dragons is just a cover."
Sure enough!
The faces of the undefeated old man Wangyue of Wangyue Palace and a large number of indigenous masters from all directions became a little dull. Apparently they also guessed that the warriors and immortals were playing tricks on them.
After a moment of hesitation, a bald indigenous master with bulging veins all over his body and wearing only a pair of big pants jumped to the spiritual stone platform.
[The power of one hundred and fifty true dragons! 】
Defeated the warrior Jiang Hong.
Furthermore, it surpasses the power of twenty-five true dragons, which is almost comparable to the entire power of an ancient emperor's first level master.
Immediately, Wangyue Bubai and a large number of indigenous elders became a little nervous. This bald man wearing trousers was the most powerful native among them in the ancient wilderness.
The surroundings were quiet for a moment.
Jiang Taibai looked at the Immortal Chi Lian opposite.
The Chilian Immortal Lord sneered: "Wudi!"
An immortal with drooping eyebrows and arms like pillars, carrying the majestic immortal energy, reached the spiritual energy stone platform in a daze, waved his hands, and pressed down .
“噌——”
The piercing sound of swords passed through all directions for a long time.
[The power of two hundred true dragons! 】
Directly surpassing the power of fifty true dragons.
The Mitsubishi Sword was almost tilted towards the bald native in trousers. The latter's face turned blue, he was stunned for a long time, and then he jumped down.
The entire camp of the sixty-four aboriginal monks was silent.
The old man Wangyue Bubai sighed softly, closed his eyes, and murmured: "After all, I just stayed in the ancient wilderness and lost my horizons!"
"Liars! These damn liars. "The anxiety on Wang Yuexi's brother and sister's faces disappeared completely, and they cursed in a low voice.
The warrior camp and the immortal camp were focused on each other at the moment, looking directly at each other!
It is a wrestling, a fight for life and death, and it is also a battle of fate at the beginning of the war between heaven, earth, immortals and mortals!
This little wrestling determines the fate that defies heaven!
Jiang Taibai, who had been silent for a long time, said in a vicissitudes of voice: "Go!"
"Here!"
Su Chen stopped all his slack, and slowly stepped forward with the other four martial arts masters who had never shown any prowess before.
“Go!”
The Chilian Immortal Lord on the opposite side also spoke, with a different kind of excitement in his tone.
“Here!”
Fan Wuji glanced at Xin Zhuo curiously, and stepped forward with the other three immortals, plus the downbrowed immortal on the spiritual square platform, who happened to be the same one. Five people.
Five versus five, the ultimate fight!
"I'll come first!"
A foreign woman with a horn on her forehead suddenly arrived at the spiritual square platform, stretched out a hand, and pressed the Mitsubishi sword.
The Drooping Eyebrow Immortal stretched out his hand with a dull expression. This foreign woman dared to come forward. She had obviously surpassed herself, and the outcome was destined. really!
[Two hundred and seventeen true dragon powers]
Win it!
Fan Wuji glanced at Xin Zhuo again, ducked to the spiritual stone platform, and stretched out his hand to press the Mitsubishi Sword.
【Two Hundred and Twenty True Dragon Powers】
Victory!
There was another strong man from the demon race who was born with two horns. He stepped on the aura stone platform, and the demon aura soared into the sky with the power of a palm.
[The Power of Two Hundred and Twenty-nine True Dragons]
Fan Wuji is defeated! It fell lightly.
The immortal comes again.
“Boom, boom, boom…”
The square platform of spiritual energy, which was not too big, kept shaking due to the wrestling, and since it exceeded the power of two hundred true dragons, the sound of the sword became louder and louder, and even some sword energy appeared, soaring into the sky and disturbing the dark clouds. At the end of the sky, there was a vision of being torn apart.
The masters of Wangyue Bubai and other Wangyue Palace looked up in shock from time to time. This kind of huge power has never been encountered in the ancient wilderness world in these years.
After a while, only Su Chen was left among the warriors, while there were two immortals left, one on the spiritual square platform and one on the lower platform.
The immortal on the square platform, whose true power has reached [the power of two hundred and seventy true dragons], directly deposed the two warriors.
The atmosphere became very subtle again.
Jiang Taibai, Xu Yuanjun and Jiang Baili, who were familiar with Su Chen's power, looked at Su Chen and then at the female immortal under the platform with the only remaining spiritual energy, breathing slightly heavily.
Winning or losing depends on this!
"Hahaha..."
Su Chen suddenly laughed wildly, looked at Xin Zhuo, Xue Ji, Xiong Zhang, and then glanced at the immortal, quite arrogant, invincible in the world The gesture, "So that you all know what innate divine power is. Su is from the north." In the Hades Realm, I have cultivated the divine power for seven generations, and I have inherited it from the giant spirit gods of the ancient immortal world. It is ten times the same level!” The phantom of the god, wearing a golden crown on his head, wearing a swaying silk cloth, covers the sky and the sun.
"噌——"
The sword roared into the sky, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and a void and black killing vision appeared at the end of the sky.
[The power of three hundred and twenty-seven true dragons! 】
“This…”
The masters of Wangyue Palace and a large number of indigenous masters were surprised.
It's not that this person directly surpassed the power of the fifty-seven true dragons of the Immortal. It is said that the most powerful power of the three emperors is impossible to surpass the power of the three hundred true dragons. This is a limitation of the power of heaven and earth.
This person broke the taboo!
"Huh——"
Jiang Taibai's serious face became much more relaxed. He looked at Xu Yuanjun and Jiang Baili and nodded slightly.
They came on behalf of Tianlang City, so they naturally made a foolproof plan and risked their lives and fortunes. They were also selected internally to ensure nothing went wrong.
"How!"
On the spiritual energy stage, Su Chen looked directly at the immortal opposite, with an indescribably suppressed tone.
Unexpectedly, the immortal heaved a sigh of relief, looked strange, and jumped down.
Su Chen looked at the last fairy woman again, and said sarcastically: "I know you, I have fought with you, you better not ask for trouble, I know you have two hundred and ninety With the power of the Nine True Dragons, you can’t break three hundred taboos!”
The female fairy looked ugly.
"Win!"
In the warrior camp, Xue Ji, Yao Chengze and Xin Zhuo stood side by side and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Xue Ji said to Xin Zhuo again: "Although I don't know the truth, I still won!"
Xin Zhuo was silent and couldn't win. He saw the weirdness of those immortals, especially It was Immortal Fan Wuji. He looked at him like he was looking at a dead person. It was not simply because he had fought before, but... crushing, the inevitable crushing of this wrestling, and all the winning rates, they had no chance at all. I have looked up to warriors.
Sure enough! The ugly-looking female immortal suddenly revealed a hint of ridicule on her lips: "I'm just standing here to watch the excitement."
Retreat to the Immortal camp.
Then, a young man in white clothes as white as snow, handsome and immortal, walked out from the immortals. There was nothing special about him, nor was he as strong or domineering as others. In a flash, When he arrived at the Spiritual Qi Square, he looked at Su Chen: "You are far behind. If all human beings were as arrogant and ignorant as you are in front of others, how could the heaven and earth be unified in this great world!"
Su Chen looked blank, his face It became pale little by little.
There were also martial arts masters such as Jiang Taibai, Xu Yuanjun, Jiang Baili, etc. whose faces also changed drastically, and their hearts slowly sank.
Lost! Let it all end!
"I, the Great Immortal Qingmu Lang of the Immortal Court Fighting Division, need to inform you Wu Ni in the lower realm that fireflies cannot compete with the bright moon!"
The immortal held the Mitsubishi Sword.
Su Chen's mentality collapsed and he also held the Mitsubishi sword.
"Boom——"
The sword roared into the sky, the sky exploded, and the sky was filled with terrifying phenomena.
The entire giant tower shook violently in all directions, and a large number of natives became unstable and swayed.
Look at the spiritual square platform again.
The immortal Qingmu Lang,
[The power of three hundred and ninety-nine true dragons! 】(End of this chapter)