Everlasting Dragon Emperor

The young man with fiery red hair has a terrible combat strength, and his cultivation base has reached the Ming Sheng Dacheng, and he is still a lower-level spirit body.

To Lu Ming's surprise, the other party performed magical techniques.

This peerless arrogance of the emperor-level forces is really terrifying. The Mingsheng Dacheng has realized the magical power. You must know that in Cangzhou, many old monsters who have stopped at the Mingsheng for tens of thousands of years have failed to understand the magical power. .

Although this kind of arrogance is the same as the original god son cultivation, but one move can kill the god son.

boom!

Wan Tianlong's war sword was chopped on the flame beam, and a terrible shock erupted. The body of the fiery red-haired young man shook and retreated.

"The magical technique of a raging fire is also used to deal with me.

Wan Tianlong spoke indifferently. On his body, there were dots of light constantly lit up. There were thirty-six in total. In each of the dots, a Paladin was flying, but all of them were Ming Paladins.

In addition to the great saints before him, a total of thirty-seven saints, the spirit of the war soldiers gathered together, forming a terrible sword spirit, slashing towards the fiery red-haired young man.

The fiery red-haired youth burst into roar, and once again performed the magical art, blasting a pillar of fire.

But this time, the pillar of fire was directly split by Jianguang, and the swordlight kept on splitting towards the young red-haired young man. The young red-haired young man was terrified and retreated quickly, but it was still too late. He was swept by Jianguang and his body was cut into two. It cut into two groups of flames and receded at a rapid speed. They fused together in the distance and transformed into a human form, but their faces were pale and their breath was a little slack.

Although his spirit body is a flame spirit body, the sword just made him still hit hard.

Wan Tianlong sneered, surrounded the Paladin, and continued to walk up the Jade Ladder.

For four weeks, no one stepped forward to compete with Wan Tianlong.

Wan Tianlong is too strong. The fighting power of the fiery red-haired young man was strong enough just now, but he still couldn't stop Wan Tianlong with a sword and was hit hard by a sword.

Moreover, no one knows, Wan Tianlong used some skill.

Anyway, there are eight pavilions, there is no need to compete with Wan Tianlong.

Wan Tianlong successfully stepped on the pavilion, and the jade ladder under the pavilion disappeared automatically.

"Son, please sit down!"

On the pavilion, the lady of Yaochi smiled and poured wine for Wan Tianlong, which made many people envious.

"Virgin lady please!"

Wan Tianlong waved his hand and sat on the jade table drinking with the sage of Yaochi.

At this time, on the second pavilion, the saint of the Yaochi stood up, with the same handguards and a jade ladder formed.

"Which Junjie comes up and drinks with the little girl?"

A good voice sounded.

"Lei Mou has a drink with the girl!"

Thunder God Sect's Tianjiao smiled, his figure moved, like a flash of lightning, the next moment, he appeared on the jade ladder, and then glanced at the Quartet, said: "Who wants to fight Lei Mou? If not If so, this glass of wine belongs to Lei Mou!"

"I will meet you here!"

A voice sounded, a Tianjiao stepped on the jade ladder, and at the same time, a spear burst out, piercing the air, and assassinating Tianjiao, Thunder God Sect.

This young man is absolutely powerful, not weaker than the fiery red-haired young man just now.

"Hand of Thunder Punishment!"

Thunder God Sect's arrogance, waving a palm, endless thunder and lightning shining, condensed a huge thunder palm imprint, blasted towards the young man.

boom!

The gun was broken, and the young man, without any resistance, was directly blasted off the jade ladder, covered in black, and vomited blood.

One stroke was hit hard.

"What a terrible combat power!"

Many people took a breath.

Is this the arrogance of the powerful forces of the ancient moon holy land?The combat power is too strong, easily crushing the arrogance of other imperial forces.

"The spirit level is the same, but the cultivation level is stronger, and the magical power is deeper!"

Lu Ming's eyes were burning.

He could see that no matter whether it was Wan Tianlong or Thunder God Sect's arrogance, the cultivation might have reached the peak of Ming Sheng. Although the spirit body is still a lower-level spirit body, the magic power is deeper.

Higher cultivation practice, combined with deeper magical powers, can naturally crush other arrogances.

Many foreign emperor-level forces, Tianjiao, look ugly. If the Tianjiao of the ancient Moon Holy Land are so powerful, what chance do they have?

Thunder God Sect showed great strength, no one dared to fight, easily stepped on the pavilion and drank with the saint of the Yaochi above.

Subsequently, the saint of the third pavilion, as before, condensed a jade ladder.

This time, the golden light flashed, and Prince Jinwu stepped onto the jade ladder.

Crown Prince Jinwu, arrogant and boundless, glanced at the Quartet, and no one dared to fight.

The Jinwu clan is very powerful in itself. Prince Jinwu has a strong breath, and no one dares to fight. He easily climbed onto the third pavilion.

Then, the fourth pavilion, also an arrogance of a powerful force of the ancient moon holy land, set foot on this force, named Zijizong.

The celestial arrogance of the Ziji Sect is equally powerful and unfathomable, and one trick has hit a arrogant arrogant one after another, stepping into the pavilion.

Then, in the fifth pavilion, the young man with the sword of Dahuang Jianzong stepped onto the jade ladder.

"I don't believe it. The arrogance of the ancient Moon Holy Land forces are so strong. This pavilion is mine!"

A young man roared loudly and rushed to the jade ladder, trying to compete with the arrogance of Dahuang Jianzong.

Keng!

A sword-sounding sound rang, and then everyone saw that a sword of light flashed away, and then, the young man who went up for contention, retreating in madness, kept retreating for thousands of kilometers, standing in mid-air, motionless.

At the next moment, I saw the young man's eyebrows, a blood stain appeared, and then his body was divided into two halves, and fell into the lake below.

When he died, a Tianjiao of Tianling level was killed.

Everyone only saw a sword light flashing, so terrible!

Dahuang Jianzong's Tianjiao's face was indifferent, without a trace of expression, stepping up, no one, dare to go up and compete, he stepped into the pavilion smoothly.

There are already five pavilions, occupied by people.

Then, the sixth and seventh pavilions were all occupied by the heavenly arrogance of the ancient moon holy land forces. The heavenly arrogance of the emperor-level forces outside the ancient moon holy land, a pavilion, did not step on it.

At this time, everyone's eyes turned to the last two pavilions.

Only the last two were left, and almost all the arrogance of the ancient moon holy land set foot on it.

The remaining few felt less powerful, like Prince Jinwu Shi.

When the eighth pavilion and jade ladder appeared, several figures rushed up at the same time.

One of them is Prince Jinwu.

"Get out of here!"

The tenth prince of Jinwu was extremely overbearing, covered with the fire of the sun, and caught with one paw was the flame of the sky.

The cultivation practice of the tenth prince of Jinwu is a Mingsheng Dacheng.

"You're the one who gets off!"

Several other people were not weak, and their cultivation behavior broke out, and they battled Prince Jinwu Ten.

For a time, it was difficult for several people to fight.

Uh!Uh!Uh!

At this time, another five or six figures rushed towards the jade ladder, making the war more intense.

This is the most fierce battle. Before that, those who set foot on the jade ladder were too strong. They completely crushed others and could not fight.

But now, there are no completely crushed people. The war is naturally fierce. Everyone wants to fight for the last two pavilions.

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