"The ultimate law of golden glory!" Black Tong's heart was shocked and he narrowed his eyes, "I'm looking down on you."
The crowd of onlookers made an uproar. They did not expect that a third-level demon emperor could remain unscathed in the face of an attack by a fifth-level martial emperor!
Huang Mao's face didn't look good at all. Although he didn't seem to be injured, the power of law in his body was almost completely consumed in that moment.
In the final analysis, the gap in strength is still too large, and even the ultimate Jin Yao Law can hardly make up for it.
If he were an ordinary fifth-level martial emperor, Huang Mao could still give it a try, but the Heitong he faced was one of the top super geniuses in the Red Lotus Palace. He could also fight across levels, otherwise he wouldn't have reached the twelfth level.
The black steel needle move just now is the fusion martial arts of the Perfect Law of Death and the Perfect Golden Glory Law. No one at the same level can stop it, let alone one two levels lower. I have never encountered anyone two levels lower without an instant kill.
situation.
No wonder Heitong was so shocked.
"Hmph! If you offend me, I will kill you today!" Heitong took out a jet black sword, which was taller than his height, shining with the aura of death, and slashed at Huang Mao.
"Stop!" Xuan Lei Great Immortal waved his hand, and the black pupils were sent back by a soft force, falling to their original position.
Being stopped by the Great Immortal Xuan Lei, Heitong gritted his teeth unwillingly.
"If you want to fight, there are plenty of opportunities in the third round!" Xuan Lei Great Immortal said coldly.
After hearing this, Heitong stopped and stared at Huang Mao coldly: "In the third round, you are dead!"
He returned to Xiaolan's side and closed his eyes to rest.
"Huang Mao, are you okay?" Xiao Bai came over and said.
"It's okay, that little eunuch dares to scold the boss, I will beat him into a club sooner or later!" Huang Mao cursed fiercely.
Huang Mao's voice was not quiet at all, and Heitong heard it immediately.
"You are looking for death!" Heitong stood up and was about to have an attack.
"Forget it!" Xiaolan on the side held him back, "Don't make the Great Immortal Xuanlei angry. There will be plenty of opportunities when you get out."
"Huh!" Heitong snorted and sat on the ground.
Huang Mao had no intention of calming down, and shouted to the other side: "Hey! Little eunuch, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
Heitong was furious and gritted his teeth: "If you dare to call me eunuch again, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!"
"Just tell me, do you dare?" Huang Mao narrowed his eyes and smiled.
The black pupil rolled his eyes and said: "What are you betting on?"
"Didn't you say that the boss can't pass the twelfth floor? Why don't we bet our lives? If you pass, you will die, or I will die! What?" Huang Mao said with a smile.
When the Great Immortal Xuan Lei heard about the bet, he was very happy on the spot: "Haha! I am also good at gambling. If you are willing to bet, I can be a notary."
"Okay! One word..." Heitong was furious and was about to agree immediately, but Xiaolan covered her mouth.
"You're crazy. That stinky monkey has passed the twelfth floor, how can his boss just take it easy?" Xiaolan gritted her teeth.
The black pupil thought about it carefully, and then suddenly realized that the young man in white was the boss of the monkey! Isn't he stronger than the monkey?
The onlookers were also shocked to realize that there was such a relationship between the monkey and the young man in white.
"Why, didn't you two just say that it's impossible for the boss to pass? Why don't you have the guts to gamble now?" Huang Mao said with a sarcastic smile.
"Yes, do you want to bet or not?" Xuanlei Immortal also urged.
Their faces turned blue and white, and they didn't know what to say.
Although in their opinion, the possibility of Xiao Long passing was infinitely small, it was always greater than zero. How could it be possible for him to gamble his life with a stinky monkey?
Even if his winning rate is 90%, one life of his is more valuable than the lives of ten stinky monkeys!
"Hmph! Facts speak louder than words, let's just take a look!" Heitong snorted coldly, neither admitting that Xiao Long could pass nor willing to take a gamble.
"It's impossible for him to be stronger than Lord Honglian!" Xiaolan took retreat as an advantage, thinking that Xiao Long could not be stronger than Lord Honglian, and did not say whether he could pass the twelfth floor.
Huang Mao smacked his lips and was too lazy to speak. These two people were like ducks and had a tough mouth. They had previously said that it would be impossible to pass, but when they said they would risk their lives, they did not dare to refute them directly.
In full view of everyone, Xiao Long stepped onto the twelfth floor.
On the twelfth floor, the strength of the guardian is the same as that on the sixth floor, except that there are two guardians instead of one.
If the tower climber doesn't make any progress, he has no chance of winning on the twelfth floor!
"Xiao Long, we admit that after you complete your latest domain, we will not be your opponent!" one of the guardians said.
"Your opponent is on the 18th floor. I hope you can win!" Another person also said.
Then, the bodies of the two guardians expanded, and with a "bang", both of them exploded into blood mist.
The outside world suddenly became quiet.
The crowd of people watching outside were all staring in disbelief.
"Wha...what?" Hei Tong said incoherently, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.
"How come...you blew yourself up?" Xiaolan couldn't believe it.
The eyes of the onlookers were dull, and some looked at Xuan Lei Immortal, expecting a reasonable explanation.
Xuan Lei Daxian just smiled and said nothing.
Even the people in Fentian Dragon Palace stared at Tong Ling, wondering what was going on.
"Master..." Xiao Canghai stopped talking.
Mo Ying remained silent. In fact, he didn't understand what happened.
Mo Wen clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"
"Brother Xiao is the best!" Xiaobai clenched his fists excitedly, not surprised at all by this result.
Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly towards Heitong.
"Hahahahaha! What did you just say that the boss can't compare to Honglian? Haha! Don't make me laugh!" Huang Mao laughed extremely exaggeratedly, opening his mouth wide, and the thunderous laughter accompanied by the rich breath.
He rushed towards the door, forcing the black pupils to quickly raise a light shield.
Xiaolan suppressed it until her face turned red. After a long time, she squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "It's just good luck!"
"Huh? Your master relied on cheating to pass the twelfth floor. My boss didn't say a word and forced the two guardians to self-destruct. Who do you think is stronger? He is lucky. What does the Red Lotus Widow mean? A villain succeeds?
Huang Mao said with a smile as he narrowed his eyes.
"You..." Heitong was about to have an attack. After thinking for a moment, he snorted and said sarcastically: "Hmph! Who knows if he is also cheating?"
"Oh! The word 'ye' is used well, which means you admit that the Red Lotus Widow cheated!" Huang Mao looked thoughtful and nodded slightly.
"You're looking for death!" Heitong's face turned red with anger, and he was about to rush forward, but was held tightly by Xiaolan.
When it comes to talking skills, no one can match Huang Mao. A few words can make his eyes turn red and his face turn red. He wants to peel off Huang Mao's skin and get cramps.
"Shuzi only uses his words. I swear to God, you won't survive next year!" Hei Tong was furious, and his childish face was twisted into a twist.