On the jihad platform.

All the saint sons from the fourteen peaks have arrived.

Just the aura that is emitted invisibly can make the space become stagnant.

On the referee's bench.

At this time, all the peak masters of each peak have arrived.

Those who can be the master of a peak are naturally not much weaker. They are all strong in the God King Realm.

But existences in the third realm of the God King such as Ziyun Luona are unique in this category.

but.

It can also be seen from here.

In terms of god kings alone, the Ziyun clan has more god kings than most clans.

at this time.

Ziyun spoke in a deep voice: "Now that the saints from all the peaks have arrived, let's get down to business."

Having said this, he looked at Shen Changqing in the center of the jihad platform...

"Since the Holy Son of the Divine Peak challenges the other Holy Sons of the Thirteen Peaks, are there any restrictions? If there are any, as the initiator of the challenge, you can be the first to speak out and let us judge whether it is feasible."

Hear the words.

Shen Changqing smiled lightly and said: "No need to go to so much trouble, just let the Holy Son of Thirteen Peaks come up together."

"Arrogant!"

"presumptuous!"

"How dare you be so arrogant!"

As soon as these words came out, Zi Yunzheng had not yet spoken, but the other saints from the peaks were already furious.

What's the meaning?

Let them go together. This approach does not put you and other monks in the eyes at all.

As the Holy Son of Yifeng, his face is extremely important, and he has never been so despised by other monks.

The Holy Son of Yunfeng, Ziyunting, looked cold: "I can suppress you without the other Holy Sons of the Peak taking action."

the other side.

At the referee's table, the faces of the peak leaders of each peak were very ugly.

One of the peak masters said angrily: "Tsk, tsk, the divine peak has actually cultivated a world-shaking evildoer, who can actually fight against the Holy Son of the Thirteen Peaks by himself. This has never happened in a hundred thousand years."

If he wins, the Divine Peak will be worthy of being the number one peak in the Holy Land."

"That's natural. Congratulations to Peak Master Luo!" Another Peak Master answered.

Hear the words.

Ziyunluo's face was gloomy, and he glanced at the other peak masters coldly: "Among the Fourteenth Peaks of the Holy Land, how can my Divine Peak not be the number one peak, and how can my Holy Son of the Divine Peak not be able to suppress the Holy Son of the Thirteenth Peak.

Rather than talking about this, let’s just look at the results later!”

Even though he didn't think Ziyun Sheng could win, at this time, he absolutely couldn't back down.

Since you can't back down, just fight to the end.

As for Ziyun Sheng's defeat later, whether he will be slapped in the face in public, that is what happens later. At least until the result comes out, he must maintain absolute toughness.

but.

In Ziyunluo's heart, she was also very dissatisfied with Shen Changqing.

The other party's impulsive behavior may very well make Shenfeng a laughing stock.

He previously thought that Shen Changqing had some possibility of dealing with the Holy Son of Thirteen Peaks, but that was only based on the situation of a wheel battle. If they really wanted to swarm them, even the God King could suppress them if the Holy Son of Thirteen Peaks joined forces.

Such strength cannot be resisted by any of the Saint Sons of the Peak.

therefore.

In Ziyunluo's view, Shen Changqing had no chance of winning.

Not only were the peak masters not optimistic about it, but the Holy Land disciples around the Holy War Platform also suspected that they had heard it wrong when they heard this sentence.

"Ziyun Sheng, have you thought about it?"

Ziyun's face was also not very good-looking, and he had to reiterate it again: "Once a decision is made, there is no possibility of changing it."

to be honest.

He was already a little disappointed with this holy son of the divine peak.

No matter how strong you are, if you act too arrogantly and arrogantly, you will never achieve anything.

Shen Changqing looked calm: "God King, there is no need to say more, I have already made a decision, let them go together, I don't want to waste time."

"good."

Ziyun nodded, and then looked at the other saints.

"Do you have any opinion on this?"

"Since he is seeking his own destruction, then I will help him."

Ziyunfang sneered.

Although joining forces with other Saint Sons, it was somewhat invincible to deal with a Purple Cloud Saint, but if the other party asked for it on his own, no one can blame him.

In his opinion.

Ziyun Sheng dares to fight the Thirteen Peaks Saint Son in one breath, and he definitely has some powerful trump cards.

If this is the case, it would be better to join forces with other Peak Saints to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

No matter how strong the opponent is, there is no way he can be the opponent of the Holy Son of Thirteen Peaks.

The saint sons from other peaks also remained silent when they heard this.

He who can be the Son of God cannot be a fool no matter what.

They know very well what to do to benefit themselves.

See this.

Zi Yunzheng nodded slightly: "Okay, since you and others have agreed, there is no problem. In the next battle, no external force, including pills, Taoist soldiers, etc. can be used.

Otherwise, it will be treated as admitting defeat."

"no problem!"

Zi Yunfang nodded, and then looked at Shen Changqing with eyes filled with coldness.

Not being able to use Dao soldiers, in his opinion, imposes the greatest restriction on the opponent.

Why does the other party have the courage to challenge the Holy Son of Thirteen Peaks? In his opinion, the biggest reliance may be on a certain Taoist treasure.

Unfortunately.

Ziyunfang originally wanted to see a look of panic on Shen Changqing's face, but the other person's face looked very calm from the beginning to the end.

Immediately afterwards.

Ziyunzheng directly cast a seal, and the vast divine power directly acted on the holy war platform.

Buzz

Brilliant golden light emitted, and the formation of the Holy War Platform was instantly activated.

The inside of the huge platform was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, in the eyes of the monks outside, the size of the Holy War Platform did not change at all. Only a pale golden transparent mask rose above it, isolating the inside from the outside.

Inside the Jihad Platform.

The atmosphere instantly became extremely solemn. The cold gazes of the Holy Sons of the Thirteen Peaks all fell on Shen Changqing, but no one took action rashly.

Look at the crowd.

Shen Changqing shook his head slightly: "If you don't take action, then I won't wait for you."

The moment he finished speaking, a terrifying aura burst out from his body, like an overwhelming force, sweeping towards him in all directions with himself as the center.

"boom!"

Under the impact of that sudden momentum, the face of the Holy Son of Thirteen Peaks suddenly changed, and his body retreated uncontrollably.

However.

Before they could be shocked, Shen Changqing took a step forward and punched one of the peak saints.

A simple punch contains ultimate power.

When the punch was blasted out, a terrible strong wind was set off, which directly tore apart the stable space in the holy war platform.

"not good!"
To be continued...