Prince Yin Ming held Hades in his hands, his face extremely cold, and the geniuses were shocked and confused.
"I underestimated Yue Linglong's position in your heart. I didn't expect you to be willing to reveal the underworld so early."
Young Master Huoling said leisurely.
When Prince Yin Ming showed up in Hades, he knew that he could not defeat Prince Yin Ming.
Hades is the treasure of the Yinming tribe.
He is an invincible magic weapon.
Every major force and ethnic group has an invincible magic weapon.
Only the master of power can use it.
But now it's good, Prince Yinming has refined the invincible magic weapon they formed and brought it to participate in the competition!
How can you play this!
Feng Yuanhua and the others all looked at each other.
"Trouble."
Wu Lingjun frowned.
The power of Hades seems to be no less than that of the Gods List, which gives Wu Lingjun a headache.
Originally, he was very confident that he could win the ranking battle, but now it seems that Prince Yinming is a formidable opponent.
"He definitely won't be able to use much power from the underworld, and it consumes a lot of power, so he won't be able to last long. But the Conferred Gods Table consumes very little, and I can use it continuously for a quarter of an hour."
"A quarter of an hour should be enough."
Wu Lingjun was quietly calculating in his mind.
At this time, Young Master Huoling calmed down on the battlefield and said, "Our battle ends here."
He decided to avoid the edge for the time being and rush towards the throne. No one could stop him, he had a place.
Prince Yin Ming did not take action either, just as Wu Lingjun guessed, using Hades would be too costly.
He put away Hades.
Look towards Yue Linglong.
At this moment, the goddess of the Celestial Race looked pale. She was very sad and even had a trace of hatred towards Prince Yinming.
Why!
For the sake of Yue Linglong, I would rather reveal my trump card too early!
Why!
Prince Yinming sighed, the goddess of the Celestial Race was indeed very kind to him, but unfortunately, feelings cannot be forced.
"sorry."
These three words broke the heart of the goddess of the Celestial Race.
Body shaking.
On the verge of collapse, tears welled up.
"Linglong, come up with me."
Invitation from Prince Yinming.
Yue Linglong frowned, she was very reluctant to accept other people's favor; however, now was the time to bring glory to the sect, and she could not tolerate her temper.
Then sit on it.
Prince Yinming was very happy when he saw Yue Linglong moving, and the two of them sat on it.
Now, eight geniuses have taken their seats on the nine thrones, saying respectively:
Wu Lingjun!
Yi Yan!
Feng Yuanhua!
Fairy Yaoguang!
The immortal blood prince!
Young Master Fire Spirit!
Prince Yinming!
The moon is exquisite!
Only one throne remains.
At this moment, Ye Fan sent a message and said: "I will send you away from the Beidou Sect."
"You want to compete?"
"That's right."
Ye Fan nodded.
He already felt that the Goddess of the Celestial Race would not let Yue Linglong go, and he had to enter the arena in advance.
Han Bao and Lan Yuxuan knew they could not stop them and had no choice but to agree; Ye Fan was worried that the two of them would pretend to leave, so he sent them out of the Beidou Sect.
"Do not worry about me."
"I know that you are a weakling who cannot be beaten to death, but no matter what, don't be impulsive. You can bow your head when necessary. Only when you are alive can you have hope. If you die, you will have nothing."
Hanba warned again and again.
"I see."
Ye Fan waved his hand and the two women left.
At this moment, a figure stumbled into the Beidou Sect and bumped into Ye Fan.