Under the magic mountain, angry shouts suddenly came from one after another.
Even some of the royal family's geniuses who were previously wary of Ling Xiao's identity as the son of misfortune could not suppress the anger in their hearts and glared at the unruly figure in black on the top of the mountain.
So arrogant!!
although!!
He had indeed made a splash at the Feast of One Hundred Kings before, suppressing countless royal arrogances.
However, those people cannot be compared with Hei Xun, Qiu Yan and others.
At the very least, in the eyes of everyone, the real top ten royal monsters are not Tianhen and his ilk, but these few in front of them.
What's more, Jin Huan, the holy son of the Golden Horn Yaksha Clan, is still here at this time. Where did this young man get the courage to dare to say such arrogant words?
"Ha ha ha ha ha…"
Jin Huan shook his head and looked back at the female slaves behind him, "You tell me, what should I do...such..."
The next moment, his face suddenly froze, and his eyes were full of confusion.
He could see that all his maids were looking at the young man in black on the top of the mountain with an almost nymphomaniacal expression.
even!!
The eyes of several of them have gradually become blurred, their cheeks are rosy, and they have obviously entered some special state.
"you!!"
In particular, Jin Huan just now wanted to show off, so he deliberately raised his voice, attracting the attention of all the royal family's geniuses.
Can!!
He never dreamed that these lowly maids would get wet in public!
"puff…"
A royal genius couldn't help but laugh out loud, then quickly suppressed his laughter and pretended to be serious.
"court death!!"
Jin Huan's voice was cold, he stretched out his palm, and the mighty golden light fell down, directly crushing the royal genius who laughed at him into mincemeat.
"this…"
Everyone's eyes trembled and they looked away without trace, for fear of being implicated.
And Jin Huanze
He took a deep breath, walked up to the mountain path, and looked up at Ling Xiao.
Their eyes met, and a terrifying killing force swept across, shaking the sky.
"Holy Son, why don't you let me try this young man's methods first?"
At this moment, next to Jin Huan, Yan Lun, the young leader of the Yanling Tribe, suddenly shook his head and smiled, his eyes beating like flames.
"oh?"
Jin Huan's eyes narrowed slightly and he nodded towards him, "You are very good."
"Thank you, Holy Son, for your appreciation!"
For these young masters of the royal family, the Holy Son of the Imperial Clan is considered supreme.
Whether it's blood or background, they are simply beyond their reach.
Although, the son of misfortune in front of him seems to be superior to the master of the Demon Temple.
But there are four such sons of disaster in the entire disaster world.
Their existence is just a bargaining chip for the Demon Temple to summon the Demon God. No one knows what will happen to them.
What's more, after these endless years of reproduction, three major disaster gods and five disaster emperors have been born in the current disaster world.
Even if the Demon God returns, how can they be willing to give up their current glory and surrender to the Demon God?
"Hmph, the baptism of the devil, the four major seats, you can take them as long as you want, you are not taking us seriously."
Yan Lun took a step forward, stood under the mountain road, and looked at Ling Xiao from a distance.
At this time, there were hidden black flame divine patterns flowing on his body, like a hellfire, with imperial power.
"oh?"
Ling Xiao's eyebrows raised slightly, the smile on his lips became gentler, and he walked down the mountain step by step.
"snort."
Yan Lun snorted coldly. He could see the amusement and disdain flashing in the young man's eyes. He clenched his hands suddenly, and the black flames all over his body became more and more surging.
"Boom!"
The sky and the earth are thousands of miles apart, and the temperature rises sharply.
The moment Yan Lun took a step forward, his entire body suddenly expanded several times, turning into a black flame demon and rushing towards Ling Xiao.
The entire mountain road seemed to be broken in this scorching heat, and the surrounding ancient forests and mountains were reduced to ashes. .??.
only!!
What is surprising is that at this time, Ling Xiao just calmly watched the flame demon figure rushing towards him, without any intention of evading it.
In fact, there was still no trace of spiritual power and imperial power on his body, and he was gradually enveloped by the black flames.
"this…"
Everyone looked at each other, but in the next moment, they clearly saw that among the heavy black flames, a ray of... even hotter and weirder breath seemed to suddenly burst out.
"ah!!"
Immediately afterwards, a painful and shrill scream immediately resounded throughout the entire Magic Mountain.
Everyone saw with horrified eyes that Yan Lun's body rolled down the mountain road in a panic, as if it had touched something terrible, roaring and rolling in an attempt to escape.
"Is Yan Lun crazy?"
Everyone's eyes trembled. At this time, there was nothing else on Yan Lun's body except black flames.
But looking at his appearance, he seemed to be possessed by something and was in agony.
"what happened?"
Just when everyone was in panic, Yan Lun suddenly let out a desperate roar.
But his body and soul were directly burned into nothingness by the black flames.
"Damn it, this Yan Lun used too much force and burned himself out?"
"Burn yourself to sacrifice to the devil?"
The eyes of all the geniuses trembled, and their faces were blank.
Only those little kings from the royal family had their brows furrowed and their eyes seemed to have depth.
wrong!!
Although, the flames on Yan Lun’s body just now were also
It was pitch black, but the fluctuations in it were very different from the flame demon body he had used before.
Is it possible that the son of misfortune is also good at the way of fire?
"In order to save time, you... better do it together."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, staring at Qiu Yan and Hei Xun indifferently.
The young masters of these two royal families are also stained with a trace of dark luck, numbering in the 20,000.
only!!
There is no aura of misfortune on their bodies, and they are obviously not the legendary sons of misfortune.
However, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still flesh, not to mention... people with a little bit of luck like this are considered variables after all, and it is only safe to kill them all.
"Let's attack together?"
Hearing this, the eyes of the royal family's geniuses narrowed slightly, once again realizing the arrogance of this young man.
only!!
Looking at the burnt Yan Lun, they also felt extremely horrified.
It was obvious that this young man was well-founded in his arrogance.
The young masters of the top ten royal families were burned alive without even being able to touch the young man's body.
What's even more weird is that this Yan Lun was originally a genius who played with fire, but he died in the flames in the end. How ironic.
"Everyone, do you want to fight or go?"
Hei Xun grinned and looked at the people beside him.
Qiu Yan seemed to be thinking deeply, but his eyes were full of excitement.
"The baptism of the devil is a rare event that happens in thousands of years. If it weren't for this evil spirit, I'm afraid we would have to wait for endless years. Now that we have encountered it... naturally there is no possibility of giving up voluntarily."
"I also want to try to see how strong...big this boy is."
Yu Yishang pursed her lips and smiled softly, and a pair of black dark feathers spread out from behind, covering the sky.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's take action."
Following Heixun's deep shout, the figures of the three people were seen tearing apart the void and rushing towards Lingxiao.