"There is the nine hundred and thirteenth level."
"The strongest person in the younger generation of the Shenlong world is more promising than Xue Shaolong, Zhan Wushuang!"
"There is nine hundred and thirty levels!"
"The first person is."
"In a thousand years, the first one is close to a thousand levels."
Under the stage of fate, everyone looks at the sea of ​​fate.
There is the pride of the Dragon World!
No one expected that the silent man in black robe, although he had made his mark and was eye-catching before, he would have surpassed Wuji Tiankuang, Xue Shaolong, Zhan Wushuang, and obtained the supreme inheritance of the Emperor of Destiny.
Few have been able to get to this point since a thousand years.
Although some people broke through the eight hundred levels during this period, it was not difficult to move forward, and some people believed that it would be difficult to move forward if they missed the inheritance.
...........
"Wushuang, we will definitely help you get justice for this matter!"
The giants of the hidden tribe have their spiritual senses.
As a giant, the unique skills of Emperor Fate should belong to Zhan Wushuang, not someone else.
As a result, everyone was surprised.
It’s not Xue Shaolong, it’s not Wuji Tiankuang, it’s not Zhan Wushuang, but an unknown boy in black robe who snatched away the inheritance of Emperor Destiny.
Now this boy in black robe has reached a new level.
He stole everyone's expectations and snatched away the martial arts inheritance belonging to their hidden tribe's heroes.
"No, I am the strongest existence in this Dragon List battle. If I lose one, I will take back my own things from him!"
Zhan Wushuang is full of fighting spirit, and a new handsome hero is enough to solve the problem without others taking action.
Zhan Wushuang was moved by the unique skills of Emperor Fate. Even if the boy in black robe learned it, he still had a way to peel it off from the other party.
The emperor-level magical powers are not something that a boy in the black robe can get. How he gets them and how he vomits them out.
......
Until the nine hundred and forty levels.
The boy in black robe slowed down.
It's not far from one thousand levels.
No one can guarantee whether he can reach the first thousandth level.
After 950th level, the speed slowed down again, and the bright light flashed, and the boy in the black robe was teleported out.
The giant Dragon Emperor of the Dragon Palace was a little disappointed. Everyone was looking forward to what inheritance left by the One Thousand Levels. Even if they were themselves, they didn’t know what magical powers left by the One Thousand Levels.
The people from the Hidden Tribe breathed a sigh of relief and did not pass the thousand level. If they pass the thousand level, their face would be even more ugly.
From the beginning, they believed that Zhan Wushuang could sweep all the way, achieve the final victory, and capture the unique skills of inheritance. They had the confidence and strength.
The result is ~~~~ It’s better not to talk about it!
The boy in black robe came out, and although he had not yet reached a thousand levels, the impression he left on them was indelible.
Subconsciously, they regarded the black-robed boy as a trump card in the Dragon Palace, and focused on Xue Shaolong and others, thus ignoring the people around them and relaxing their vigilance.
The boy in black robe is extremely evil.
A trump card from the Dragon Palace must be cleared.
...........
Lin Fei teleported from the Sea of ​​Destiny.
"It's hard to break through this thousand levels. I can't break through all my imperial-level magical powers."
He didn't even know how many days he had been in the sea of ​​destiny, and he only had endless imperial-level magical powers in his impression.
"Is there murderous intent?"
As soon as it came out, a chill rose from the heart and the eyebrows were beating.
This is the great revenge of someone who has a murderous intent against himself, a real murderous intent, killing his parents, and cutting off money.
"It's him!"
Lin Fei immediately found the source of murderous intent.
The other party did not hide his murderous intention at all.
"War Wushuang!"
"And he, Xue Shaolong!"
These two are the biggest favorites in this year, and the first one will be separated between them.
But at this time ~~~
The two seem to have a common enemy.
The cold eyes of murderous intent locked on Lin Fei.
Whether Zhan Wushuang or Xue Shaolong, they are all dragons among people and prides of heaven. Their heritage belongs to them. They were snatched away by a man in black robe who was not astonishingly beautiful, so they were naturally very resentful.
The emperor-level magical powers missed their opponents!
A deep hatred like a sea of ​​blood.
Xue Shaolong's sharp eyes shot out, "Boy black robe, I don't care what you are. If you don't want to die of a bad life and hand over the imperial level magical powers, this is your only choice, because this is the dragon pool, and you are not qualified to choose!"
The emperor-level magical power is not a big cabbage.
Xue Shaolong had the opportunity to obtain the inheritance of the imperial-level magical powers, and the importance of an imperial-level magical power to him is incalculable, especially the imperial-level magical powers from the Destiny Emperor.
The ten emperor-level magical powers are not as good as the emperor-level magical powers of one destiny emperor.
The boy in the black robe took away his imperial-level magical powers and had already had a murderous intent, so he could get rid of it quickly.
Lin Fei smiled indifferently, "Hahaha, Longcheng? Is it very majestic? If you have the ability, you can get it yourself. Of course, you have to make it in advance, I will kill you instantly, and prepare to step on your feet!"
"Okay, okay, stubborn, I'll regret it sooner or later." Xue Shaolong snorted coldly. If he didn't give him face, he would inevitably regret this black-robed boy.
Xue Shaolong was completely murderous and must kill this boy in black robe.
The emperor-level magical powers are not something he can possess.
...........
The other side.
Without waiting for Zhan Wushuang to speak.
Lin Fei's voice arrived first.
"If you want me to hand over the imperial power, you can give up. I will not hand over the imperial power unless you have the ability to take it away from me. I think you don't have that ability."
In order to avoid trouble, Lin Fei directly refused.
Emperor-level magical powers? No one can force him to spit out what he eats.
Zhan Wushuang's eyes twitched. How dare this kid threaten himself? Do you really think I can't help but take away the imperial-level magical powers from him?
With his mastery of the means, there are seven or eight kinds, and he can draw out the emperor-level magical power without any harm. After his means, he will become his own imperial-level magical power.
"I'm not a little bit, let's take a look."
Zhan Wushuang does not allow anyone to steal his own imperial-level magical powers.
......
Lin Fei came out of the Sea of ​​Destiny, and the Dragon List Battle came to an end and it was coming to an end.
"This year's Dragon List battle belongs to Mulin, setting the best results in previous sessions!"
The Dragon Emperor's voice echoes in the world of the Dragon.
"At the same time, congratulations to the other nine young players, you will be qualified to enter the divine pool and obtain a major transformation. This day will be in three days!"
The voice of the Dragon Emperor echoes, which means that the Dragon List battle is coming to an end.
The Dragon List Battle once a thousand years has officially come to an end. Over the past thousand years, ten young heroes have obtained the qualification of the God Pool.
Those who have not entered the top ten will also gain fame and gain popularity in the Dragon World. All tribes of all sizes will invite these elites to become their worshippers and even guests.
Chapter completed!