Terran Guardian ~

Jihad stage.

All the sons of the Fourteen Peaks have arrived.

Just the breath emanating from the invisible can make the space stagnate.

In the referee's seat.

At this time, the peak masters of each peak have all arrived.

Those who can be the master of Yifeng are naturally not that weak, and they are all strong in the God King Realm.

But the existence of the third realm of **** kings like Ziyun Luona is the only one.

but.

It can also be seen from here.

In terms of **** kings alone, the Ziyun clan has more **** kings than most other clans.

at this time.

Ziyun said in a deep voice: "Since the saints from all peaks have arrived, let's get to the point."

Having said that, he looked at Shen Changqing in the center of the holy war platform...

"Since the holy son of Shenfeng is challenging the other thirteen peaks, there are any restrictions. If there are any restrictions, you, as the initiator of the challenge, can speak out first, and let us judge whether it is feasible."

heard the words.

Shen Changqing smiled lightly and said, "You don't need to bother, just let the Son of the Thirteen Peaks go up together."

"Arrogance!"

"presumptuous!"

"Little An dare to be so arrogant!"

As soon as these words came out, Zi Yunzheng hadn't spoken yet, and the other holy sons of the peaks were already furious.

What's the meaning?

Let them go together, this way of doing it doesn't put yourself and other monks in the eyes at all.

As the son of Yifeng, face is also extremely important, and why has he been so despised by other monks.

Zi Yunting, Yunfeng's son, looked cold: "I can suppress you without the help of other peak sons."

the other side.

In the referee's seat, the peak masters of each peak looked very ugly.

A peak master said in a strange way: "Tsk tsk, Shenfeng has cultivated a shocking evildoer, who is able to fight the thirteenth peak's holy son with his own strength, which has never happened in a hundred thousand years.

If he wins, Shenfeng will be the number one peak in the Holy Land. "

"Naturally, congratulations to Master Luo!" Another master answered.

heard the words.

Zi Yunluo's face was gloomy, and he glanced coldly at the other peak owners: "Holy Land Fourteen Peaks, how can my divine peak not be the number one peak, and how can my divine peak son suppress the thirteenth peak's holy son.

Rather than talking about these, it is better to see the results directly later! "

Even though he didn't think Ziyun Sheng could win, he absolutely couldn't back down at a time like this.

Since you can't back down, then just be tough to the end.

As for Ziyun Sheng's defeat later, whether he will be slapped in the face in public, that's the next thing, at least until the result is not out, he must maintain absolute toughness.

but.

In Ziyunluo's heart, she was also very dissatisfied with Shen Changqing.

The other party's rash and impulsive actions are very likely to make Shenfeng a laughing stock.

He previously thought that Shen Changqing had some possibility of dealing with the Son of Thirteen Peaks, but that was only based on the situation of the wheel war. If he really wanted to swarm, even the Holy King of the Thirteen Peaks would be able to suppress them together.

This kind of strength is definitely not something that any peak saint can resist.

therefore.

In Ziyunluo's view, Shen Changqing has no chance of winning.

It's not just that the peak masters of the peaks are not optimistic, the disciples of the Holy Land around the holy war platform all suspect that they have heard this sentence wrong.

"Sage Ziyun, have you thought about it?"

Ziyun's positive color is also not very good-looking, and I have to reiterate it again: "Once a decision is made, there is no possibility of changing it."

to be honest.

He was already a little disappointed with the Holy Son of Shenfeng.

No matter how strong his strength is, if he acts too arrogantly, it will be difficult to achieve anything.

Shen Changqing looked calm: "God King doesn't need to say much, I have already made a decision, let them go together, and I don't want to waste time."

"good."

Zi Yunzheng nodded, and then looked at the other Sons.

"Do you have an opinion on this?"

"Since he wants to destroy himself, then I will fulfill him."

Ziyun Fang sneered.

Although teaming up with other holy sons, it is somewhat invincible to deal with a purple cloud saint, but the other party asked for it on its own, so no one can blame it.

In his opinion.

Ziyun Sheng dared to fight against the Son of Thirteen Peaks in one go, and he definitely had some powerful cards.

Since this is the case, it is better to join hands with other peak saints to ensure that nothing will go wrong.

Anyway, no matter how strong the opponent is, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the Son of Thirteen Peaks.

The saint sons of other peaks also remained silent when they heard the words.

Those who can be holy sons cannot be fools anyway.

They know very well what to do to benefit themselves.

See here.

Zi Yunzheng nodded slightly: "Okay, since you and others have agreed, there is no problem, for the next battle, you must not borrow any external force, including medicine pills, Taoist soldiers, etc.

Otherwise, it will be treated as an admission of defeat. "

"no problem!"

Ziyun Fang nodded, and then looked at Shen Changqing with cold eyes.

In his opinion, the inability to use Taoist soldiers is imposing the greatest restriction on the opponent.

Why does the other party have the courage to challenge the Son of Thirteen Peaks? In his opinion, the biggest reliance may be a certain Taoist treasure.

Unfortunately.

Ziyunfang originally wanted to see a look of panic on Shen Changqing's face, but the other party's expression was very indifferent from the beginning to the end.

Immediately afterwards.

Ziyun was directly playing a seal formula, and the vast divine power directly acted on the jihad platform.

buzz

A bright golden light radiated out, and the formation of the holy war platform was instantly activated.

I saw that the inside of the huge platform was deriving at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in the eyes of the monks outside, the size of the jihad platform did not change at all, but a layer of light golden transparent light shield rose above it, isolating the inside from the outside.

Inside the holy war platform.

The atmosphere became tense in an instant, and the icy eyes of the Son of Thirteen Peaks all fell on Shen Changqing, but no one acted rashly.

Looking at everyone.

Shen Changqing shook his head slightly: "Since you don't make a move, then I won't wait for you."

The moment the words fell, a terrifying aura erupted from his body, like overwhelming mountains and seas, centered on himself, sweeping towards all directions.

"boom!"

Under the impact of that sudden aura, the face of the Son of Thirteen Peaks changed drastically, and his body retreated uncontrollably.

However.

Without waiting for them to be shocked, Shen Changqing had already stepped forward and punched one of the peak saint sons.

A simple punch contains extreme power.

When the punch was blasted out, a terrible strong wind blew up, directly tearing apart the stable space in the jihad platform.

"not good!"

The holy son's complexion changed drastically, and he just printed his palm without even thinking about it. All the divine power was gathered in one place, and the golden holy light rose up, like an indestructible barrier.

But it's a pity that when the seemingly indestructible barrier touched the fist, it shattered like paper paste.

next breath.

That terrifying force directly acted on that holy son.

"boom!"

Bombarded by violent power, the holy son only had time to let out a scream, and the flesh exploded instantly, and countless flesh and blood scattered everywhere.

Not only that.

When the body of the holy son was smashed, the power still remained strong, and it ruthlessly acted on the formation of the holy war platform, causing the pale golden mask to vibrate violently.

quiet!

Deathly silence!

Whether it's on the referee's bench, the outside world, or inside the Jihad Arena, they are all staring blankly at the scattered flesh and blood, as if they don't understand what happened.

After a few breaths.

There was a shocking uproar.

"Difeng Son is dead!"

"It's unbelievable that Ziyun Sheng's strength is so strong!"

"Second kill, a second kill without any room for retaliation..."

The faces of the monks outside were full of disbelief.

They thought that the battle would be fierce, and that the son of Shenfeng would be beaten by the son of Thirteen Peaks, and they even guessed that Shen Changqing would win.

But no matter how you think about it, no one would have thought that Shen Changqing could instantly kill a holy son.

To know.

Those who can be holy sons are all the top powerhouses of the younger generation of Ziyun Holy Land.

Even if there is some difference between the high and the low among the strong at this level, it is impossible for there to be a big gap, and it is even more impossible for them to be reduced to the point of being killed in one blow.

But.

The scene in front of him actually told all the monks that this was the truth.

"boom!"

A shocking aura erupted, and on the referee's seat, Master Di Feng's eyes were red.

"Sage Ziyun, you are also the holy son of the holy land, how dare you kill him so cruelly, today I will replace the holy land to clean up the house!"

During the conversation.

He has already shot directly, wanting to take Shen Changqing down.

Almost at the same time.

Zi Yunluo also followed suit, hitting the opponent back with one palm, his face extremely indifferent: "Peak Master Yuan, it's only normal that there will be casualties in the competition.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see just now that my Son of God Peak did not strike a second time, which means that the fall of the Son of Earth Peak was not what he wanted.

After all, who would have thought that the dignified Son of a Peak would be so weak that he couldn't even catch a punch from my Son of God. "

"Ziyunluo, don't be too arrogant!"

Master Difeng's face was gloomy, but his aura was still rising endlessly.

heard the words.

Ziyunluo sneered: "Why, could it be that you, Ziyunyuan, also want to compare with me? It's okay, I haven't lived much in these years, so I just want to play with you!"

Hearing these words, Master Difeng's chest heaved violently, but he didn't really challenge.

I know my own affairs~www.mtlnovel.com~ Among the masters of the Fourteen Peaks, Ziyunluo is the most powerful.

Although the masters of the fourteen peaks are all **** kings, only the other party is the only **** king in the universe, and the other peak masters basically only wander between the first and second realms of **** kings.

Compared with Ziyunluo in this kind of strength, there is a certain gap.

at this time.

Ziyun glanced at the two, and said indifferently: "During the opening of the holy war platform, no one is allowed to interfere. This is the first time, and I hope it will be the last time."

See here.

Master Difeng could only sit down unwillingly.

He can disobey Ziyunluo, but he cannot disobey Ziyunzheng who is now the host.

Otherwise, if you really want to violate the bottom line of the holy land, even if you are the leader of the peak, it will be difficult to get benefits.

Chapter end