Su Qinian opened his mouth, and there was a vast dragon roar that was different from the past, like a ray of skylight shining through the netherworld, and behind it, an ancient celestial dragon whose whole body was condensed like light emerged.
The crystal-clear dragon body seemed to condense the most primitive light of the heavens, and it suddenly aimed at Su Qinian in front of him. As Su Qinian spoke, a roaring dragon roar was emitted at the same time.
There is a majestic, vast, and masculine atmosphere, like the sky and the sea breaking out of the embankment, and like the sky falling. The endless light and heat, accompanied by the substantive roar of a dragon, wash over Su Qinian and resound throughout the top of the sacred mountain.
, it also caused the young quasi-king of the Nether Tribe in front to change his tired look. He groaned and staggered backwards. At the same time, the seven ink rings wrapped around Su Qinian's body were also heard by the dragon's roar.
Exploded to pieces.
"impossible!"
On the wild prairie, the indifferent Jiuqu Pluto, standing in the gray wind and snow, lost his composure for the first time. He shouted in a low voice. Not only did he break free, but he also pushed past with more force. Although he was a member of the Nether Clan.
The enlightenment was far from perfect, or even just a incomplete Dharma, but such a change was still beyond his expectation. Although the young Suotian War King had a higher level of will than imagined, even if he did not suppress his body,
In the view of Jiuqu Pluto, with the power of the Heavenly Sound of Death, there is a great chance of winning, but he did not expect...
"What kind of law is this?"
In the arena of gods and demons, the young quasi-king of the underworld's black hair was a little messy. He no longer looked as lazy as before. He looked at Su Qinian with an unprecedented serious look.
"Tianlong Bayin."
Su Qinian's tone was calm. This was a corner of the inheritance from the ancient Tianlong. He did not expect that it would be passed on to him in this way at this time. It seemed to be moved by Xuanhuang Daoxin, as if it matched a certain rhythm.
He had just inspired the Tianlong bloodline that he had refined, and obtained this Tianlong method.
Tianlong Bayin, what he just used was one of the eight tones, King of Light's Fury. In addition, there were seven changes such as Water Dragon Yin, Fire Linlie, etc. From Su Qinian's current perspective, this
It seems that the Tianlong Bayin only has eight tones, but in fact the eight tones overlap and there are endless changes. However, with his cultivation level, he can only scratch the surface at the moment, let alone he is not familiar with the music. If he wants to truly master this Tianlong method
I'm afraid there's still a long way to go before I can fully understand it.
However, the Death Tianyin used to deal with the young quasi-king of the Underworld is more than enough.
"The Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon, the ancient Heavenly Dragon Law," the young quasi-king of the Underworld clan murmured, then took a deep breath and exhaled gently, "I lost."
His ghost soul was weak, and the shattering of the souls of the seven ghost snakes left him with a missing ghost soul. Although he had not died, the lack of his spiritual soul was equivalent to cutting off the way forward, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to make any further progress.
The fighting spirit returned and the energy and spirit were reunited. Su Qinian opened his eyes and looked at the young quasi-king of the underworld who had disappeared in front of him. This arena of gods and demons really protected the challengers. As long as they surrendered,
, you will be protected. Of course, if you don't have time to speak, you will be killed by the ring master, and the Gods and Demons Arena will not interfere.
Failed again!
On the Muling Planet, millions of strong men from all races sighed in their hearts. The young King Suotian was hailed as the best in the world. He was indeed not an ordinary strong man. In the field where his opponent was the strongest, he was still able to suppress even his own body.
After completing the struggle, this strong posture will leave even the pickiest person with nothing to say.
At the same time, people also got a glimpse of the background of the Nether Clan. Although the Nether Clan and the Ghost Clan all denied it, the powerful people of the various clans were not so easy to fool, especially the supreme beings of the various clans.
The figure of the quasi-king of the Underworld is etched in his heart, and the reappearance of the death prelude is definitely a major event that shakes the heavens, no less than the fall of the Eight Emperors and Ten Kings, and even has a more profound impact on the future.
On the wild prairie, Jiuqu Pluto sighed in his heart. After all, he had saved his life. As long as he did not die, there would be infinite possibilities in the future. He, the Pluto clan, had lost two games first, and there were still six more to come. He must at least win.
It took four games to obliterate the young Locking Heaven War King.
But, is this possible?
On the Muling Star, many strong men from various tribes asked themselves in their hearts that the young King Suotian was too strong. This was a kind of despairing power. Whether it was the son of Netherworld or the mysterious young quasi-king of the Nether clan,
It can be said that it is rare in the world. Looking at the strong men of the same generation in the world, it is rare to resist them, but they still failed miserably in the field they are best at. Even the most fragile souls cannot find a flaw. The next six gods and demons arenas
, what kind of ending will it be...
Only a group of strong men from the True Dragon Clan had bright and shining eyes. The majesty of the ancient heavenly dragon penetrated into their hearts and was engraved in their minds. Especially after the roar of the heavenly dragon that shattered the sound of death, several dragon kings looked at each other.
At one glance, they all saw the emotions of shock and depression in each other's eyes. If we talk about the current world, who else can understand their own origins and the ancient heavenly dragons better than their True Dragon Clan.
Several dragon kings can confirm that the young War King Suotian has received part of the Heavenly Dragon inheritance. As for how much of this inheritance is unknown, it is also confirmed that he has obtained the purest strand of Heavenly Dragon bloodline.
In the future, there is the possibility of transforming into a heavenly dragon.
Three hours later, we reached the top of the third sacred mountain.
That is Emperor Yangshi, a young overlord from the Stone Clan. He has gray-gold stone hair and distinct blocks of flesh and blood. He looks very majestic. Standing there, he looks like a stone tower, which can be as high as ten feet. His body is dark and flowing.
Deep metallic light.
But the strong men from all tribes did not hold out any hope for this person. The Stone tribe was good at the physical body, and the Yangshi Emperor's son was even more famous among the heavens for this.
Who can compare with the young Suotian War King? The body of the War King is truly comparable to that of the True King, who has smoothed out the huge gap in Taoism and enlightenment.
Expecting this person to have a spiritual duel with that Suotian successor, the strong men from all races were even more afraid that he would not be able to hold on even for a breath, and his soul would fly away in the long roar of the dragon.
"Stone Clan." Su Qinian stepped onto the third arena of gods and demons and looked at the Yangshi Emperor, "You should already know the first two games and you can choose."
The Yangshi Emperor's son doesn't look handsome at all. He has a sinister face and looks very evil, but his eyes are very calm, which is inconsistent with his appearance. He is very calm, even if he observes it in an alternative way.
After two fights just now, when he looked at Su Qinian, he still showed no signs of timidity and said, "My name is Yang Shi. You don't need to remember me, but please remember my fists."
"Do you want to compete with me in physical fitness?"
Su Qinian was a little surprised. In his opinion, this was the most impossible decision for the challengers from the four tribes to make this time, because there was no chance of winning at all.
"Yes, I want to compete with you in physical fitness." Emperor Yangshi nodded heavily with a serious expression.
As his voice fell, the familiar invisible power swept across again, and Su Qinian's spirit and energy were separated. This time, he retained a body of battle blood, while the human race's battle energy fell silent, and the battle soul only retained the most basic elements of a body of battle blood.
The control of the body, and the rest, such as the immortal will, cannot be touched.
Rumble!
Almost at the next moment when the mighty force swept through, in the golden divine light, a divine furnace seemed to be revived in the body of the Emperor Yangshi. The golden stone blood was like a sun lake erupting, and his entire dark body changed.
Shining like gold, the burning and strong Qi and blood set off a scorching hurricane on the top of the sacred mountain.
Competing in physical fitness?
On the Muling Star, most of the powerful people from all races who are paying attention to this battle at this moment have expressions of astonishment. Does this make sense? Especially many powerful people from the Stone Race, feeling the doubtful looks from the foreign races from all directions, their faces are not very unhappy.
It looks good, but this is indeed a bit ridiculous. The Emperor Yangshi is very strong. He stands out among the young overlords of his Stone Clan and has entered the realm of quasi-king. Especially because of his strong physique. Looking at his peers, it is difficult for anyone to match him. But the opponent in front of him
, is a young war king, not even an ordinary war king, walking on the road of the ancestral blood change. For such a existence, rather than competing for physical strength, is it to maintain the unnecessary pride in his heart, or is he really helpless?
.
Some stone tribesmen looked towards the end of the gray wind and snow, hoping to get answers from the supreme stone tribesmen. Unfortunately, the chaotic energy was silent and there was no intention of responding at all.
The third arena of gods and demons.
Su Qi young shook his head lightly and didn't say much, but the battle blood surged in his body, and red gold chains emerged one after another on his body, embedded in his body. The six boundaries were sealed one after another, and in the end only one boundary was left open.
, Su Qinian thought briefly and closed this first layer of boundaries. As far as the vitality of Qi and blood was concerned, at this time, it was slightly inferior to that of the Yangshi Emperor's son.
"Don't underestimate me!"
Emperor Yangshi shouted coldly. He stepped like a mountain avalanche, and stars seemed to explode under his feet. Every step he took made a sound. Although there was no blessing from Taoism and immortal will, there was still a terrifying atmosphere. He waved his golden fist,
Pierced straight forward, the fists shook continuously, Su Qinian seemed to see ancient stars exploding one after another, and the scorching blood of the quasi-king hit his face.
"Star Burning Fist!"
In a corner of the wild prairie, there is a stone clan concentrating. This is the famous boxing technique of Emperor Yangshi. Emperor Yangshi's son inherited the emperor's boxing. Although this boxing is across the arena of gods and demons, but just observing the appearance, he has undoubtedly learned the true meaning of the boxing. It's just that
Limited to his cultivation and enlightenment, he is still unable to show the power of the emperor, but even if he only uses it with the blood and energy of a quasi-king, his power is astonishing.
On the other hand, on the side of the Arena of Gods and Demons, the young War King Suotian stood motionless, looking very calm. Even to the Emperor Yangshi's point of view, it was too quiet, and he gradually could no longer feel any energy or blood.
Fluctuating, until the moment when his fist was about to touch his chest, there was a palm, which looked soft and traceless, just lying in front of his fist. (Please subscribe, thank you all for your subscriptions and rewards!