Everlasting Dragon Emperor

"Brother Luo!"

Kong Xin changed his face and stepped forward.

Obviously, this man is a master of the world academy.

"Hey, I'm not their opponent, Holy House token, don't worry!"

Brother Luo sighed.

Kong Xin, the sandalwood fairy was shocked.

They knew that Brother Luo was the first arrogant of the last generation of Tianxia Academy, awakening the seven-level bloodline of the god level, and cultivated to reach the four levels of the spirit god, not weaker than the blood seal, but still invincible.

The number of people has decreased, but the war has become more fierce, terrible shaking, spreading thousands of miles, the void is rolling, fragile as paper.

bump!bump!...

Next, someone flew out continuously and retreated from the battlefield.

Four people in a row, withdrew from the battlefield one after another, was hit hard, stood in the void, unwilling to look at the battlefield, his eyes revealed fear.

Lu Ming can see that there are only two figures left in the sky, fighting fiercely.

when!when!...

Collisions keep coming out, like two gods fighting.

Hiss!

The space splits, the light converges, and two figures appear in everyone's eyes.

Both are tall and burly, with a mad breath.

One of them, holding a Fangtian painting halberd, black hair scattered, the breath is amazing, he just stood there, the space around him is like water waves, constantly twisted, forming a circle of ripples.

Yang Potian!

This person was actually Yang Potian, one of the five young giants.

The other person, standing in front of Yang Potian, is more burly than Yang Potian, revealing two muscular arms and holding a huge mace.

This person looks very young, absolutely not more than 30 years old, and is the same person as Lu Ming.

The younger generation of Tianjiao can actually fight Yang Potian, who is this person?

"This person is from Beiyuan and is called the first Tianjiao of Beiyuan. I heard that he had collided with Yang Potian outside before!"

Kong Xin whispered.

Lu Ming suddenly realized that it was Beiyuan's Tianjiao. He had also heard before that a Tianjiao in Beiyuan had a great battle with Yang Potian.

Between the two, a purple gold token floated, emitting a hazy glow.

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, this should be the token of the Holy Palace.

"Tuo Ba Shi, today will be a winner!"

Yang Potian held Fang Tian's halberd, and with a slight movement, he cut a gap in the space.His momentum was like madness, flying wildly, and his eyes glowing like electricity.

"Just what I want!"

Tuoba Shi grinned, and his mace waved, making a loud rumbling noise.

Vigor was stirred, and the Holy Palace token was rushed into the sky.

Brush!

At the same time, the two moved and rushed to each other to start a war.

Yang Potian also realized the artistic conception of space, and used more terrible than Emperor God. At the same time, there are other artistic concepts to assist. Fang Tian draws the halberd, as if he can cut off the void, the power of space surrounds, and the power is terrible.

Tuoba Shi, his muscles bulging, like an invincible fighter, wielding mace, crushing everything, colliding with Fang Tianhua halberd, making a terrible roar.

The two confronted each other fiercely, bombarded constantly, and passed dozens of tricks in a blink of an eye.

Others watched around, showing amazed eyes.

"Is this the strength of the five giants? Sure enough!"

Lu Ming sighed, and at the same time his eyes showed a strong fighting intention.

"Hey, it's too strong. They haven't shown blood fusion yet. It's so powerful. I'm too far behind!"

Kong Xin sighed.

"Does their bloodline surpass god level eight?"

Lu Ming asked.

"Yes, the bloodlines of the five giants of Zhongzhou are all god-level nine!"

Sandalwood fairy said.

"Actually God level nine!"

Lu Ming was also a little surprised.

The god level nine is the highest level of bloodline. Every one of these characters is terrible.

Bloodline, as it reaches the next level, the talents brought by each level, or the bonus of bloodline, are very different.

The seventh level of the god level is much stronger than the sixth level of the god level.

But the eighth level of the god level is much stronger than the seventh level of the god level, whether it is a talent or a bonus brought by the bloodline.

As for the god-level nine, it is even more terrible, because the god-level nine represents the pinnacle and represents perfection. It is not comparable to the god-level eight, which is too far apart.

If the god level eight has the potential to impact the emperor, then the god level nine can break through the emperor as long as it does not fall.

In the history of Shenhuang Continent, all those who awakened the god-level ninth blood line, as long as there is no falling, all of them broke through to the position of emperor.

The five giants of Zhongzhou are equal to a future emperor.

No wonder, Yang Potian is very proud. He always stands tall and does not look at people with a straight eye. It is no wonder that he is destined to become an emperor. Except for people of the same level, other people are all ants in his eyes.

Perhaps in the depths of his heart, the Supreme was not in his eyes.

when!when!...

The war continued and became more and more fierce. Both of them fought for the holy palace token.

The holy palace token, both of them are determined to get.

In a blink of an eye, the two men fought for more than a hundred moves. The purple-gold holy palace tokens rolled in the spirit of the two, and were stirred up and stirred.

Click!

Suddenly, a horrible sound came from the holy palace token, and then collapsed into fragments in the stunned eyes of everyone.

The holy house token was broken.

Everyone froze, even Yang Potian and Tuoba Shi froze, stopped the war, and looked at each other.

No one expected that the holy palace token would actually be broken. Is this not the token that enters the holy palace?The owner of the Holy Palace is beyond the existence of the emperor. The token he made is so fragile?

"Impossible, the holy palace token is solid and immortal, impossible to break, this is fake, this is a fake token!"

Kong Xin shouted.

Fake token?

Everyone looked at each other.

"I know. Someone throws fake tokens and wants to sit on the hill and watch the tiger fight. Let's take advantage of a fisherman!"

Someone guessed.

Everyone's eyes flashed, and they thought it was very possible. Someone wanted to fish in muddy water.

"Fairy, Brother Kong, how did the token appear?"

Lu Ming asked.

"I heard that before, someone shouted that the token was found, which caused many people to snatch it. Later, more and more people joined, and finally Yang Potian and Tuoba Shi were attracted!"

Kong Xin explained.

"So, no one sees where the token came from?"

Lu Ming asked.

Both Sandalwood Fairy and Kong Xin shook their heads. Before, everyone saw the Holy Palace token and they all fought like crazy. Who would have thought that the token was fake.

Lu Ming nodded, and it seemed that someone really touched the fish in muddy water.

"Damn, which bastard did it, let me know, I let him die better than life!"

The Eagle Hawk never broke the roar. For this reason, the Eagle Hawk died a great master and suffered heavy losses.

Others also showed their fierce glances. This fisherman in muddy water is so hateful.

(End of this chapter) *bq5*

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