I’m the MC, Why Do I Suck at Cultivation

Only the top ten."

Among the ancient city.

As Lu Changsheng's voice came out, the monks were shocked.

There is a real clan from the gods to seek revenge, but unexpectedly, Lu Changsheng actually said this.

Only the top ten.

Doesn't the meaning of these four words mean that other than the top ten, no one else is qualified to challenge him?

If these words are said by others, I am afraid that they will be ridiculed by countless people, but Lu Changsheng said this, no one dared to sarcasm, even the Protoss, did not dare to ridicule, can only sneer a few words.

"Lu Changsheng! Are you afraid?"

In the ancient city, Wu Xiangtian's voice rang again. He was confident and roared loudly, thinking that Lu Changsheng was afraid.

"After the emergence of the true strong of my god clan, the so-called Lu Tiandi was already dumb."

"What about the previous arrogance? What about the previous self-confidence? Why is it gone?"

"Only the top ten? Hahaha, I'm afraid I can't beat even the top one hundred?"

Many protoss monks spoke, sneering again and again.

Just immediately attracted the voices of other gods.

There are some Protoss monks who have just arrived in the ancient city of Tianxing. They followed the phaseless sky to come here to build momentum. After hearing these voices, they couldn't help but stunned.

"I said to all the Protoss Daoist friends, you scold them. Why do you scold so yin and yang?"

"Yeah, why did you suddenly speak so succinctly? Just open your mouth and scold."

"A waste that doesn't even dare to fight, are you all hiding and cursing? Or is it not my Protoss disciple?"

The newly arrived Protoss didn't know the situation a little bit, so he was a little ignorant, and thought it was too succinct. He didn't have the protoss before the Protoss.

Especially a Protoss man, he is very arrogant, humiliating Lu Changsheng bit by bit as waste, standing there and talking about it.

After hearing this voice, other monks of the Protoss quickly evaded to the side, not to mention the Protoss, and many monks of the Human Race quickly slipped away.

"What are you running for? As for it? Isn't it just a scolding? Is it possible that he will still be struck by thunder?"

This Protoss monk was a little depressed. As a Protoss monk, he went everywhere, wasn't he respected?Who wants to scold someone, who wants to beat someone, how can they become like this one by one?

Renovated?Isn't it, finally lifting the ban, you can come out arrogant for a while, now you let me be a good person?

Bang!

Before he could continue to think about it, in a flash, a thunder fell from the sky. Fortunately, this god clan monk only humiliated two wastes, but there was no further humiliation of Lu Changsheng. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will die. Too.

The thunder fell, and the god monk finally knew why everyone had to avoid themselves.

He was stunned, can't believe it, and if he swears, Lu Changsheng will be struck by thunder?What kind of evil is this?Is it so exaggerated?

"Lu Changsheng! Don't you want to pretend to be a ghost, but dare to come out to fight? I can let you do it."

Wu Xiangjitian continued to speak. At this moment, his eyes were not only self-confidence, but also some anger. He thought that Lu Changsheng was too slow to fight, and it meant some humiliation.

In particular, Lu Changsheng said, only in the top ten of the war, was he hit his face with red fruit.

Inside the Drunk Fairy Square.

Prince Jinwu put the wine glass down and said indifferently: "It's really noisy, I'm going to fight!"

Prince Jinwu is extremely confident. In the past two years, he has long wanted to shoot. If he was not suppressed by the elders of the Jinwu family, he would have shot already.

"Brother Jinwu, can I? Can't I go."

The Peacock King opened his mouth, and he was ready to move.

"One tea is enough."

Prince Jinwu was so confident that he left directly from Zuixianfang.

Soon, a pair of eyes stared at Prince Jinwu.

He wore a golden black robe and stood with his hands down, and he looked beautiful and dusty. He was surrounded by golden flames, stronger than before, gazing at the sky without eyes, his eyes calm.

"Jinwu family?"

Wu Xiangji Tian frowned slightly, and he looked at Prince Jinwu, slowly speaking.

But soon, Wu Xiangjitian continued to speak.

"You Jinwu clan has a very good relationship with my god clan. The elders of your clan are still some of my god clan's strong mounts. There are some friendships. Let Lu Changsheng come, and I will not humiliate you."

Wu Xiangjitian was very confident. He looked at Prince Jinwu and stood hand in hand. At the same time, he also mentioned that the relationship between the Jinwu family and the Protoss is very good. Several elders are also mounts of the Protoss strong. Prince.

However, this is also true. The Jinwu family did indeed bow to the protoss in the early years, and even willingly became the mount of the protoss. Because of this, they were ashamed by many gods and beasts. Even in the fairy world, many forces inexplicably disliked the Jinwu.

So it is true that Wu Xiangji Tian said this.

However, Prince Jinwu quietly looked at Wuxiangjitian, and then said calmly: "A battle outside the city is divided between high and low, and life and death!"

The voice sounded, and millions of monks were surprised. Unexpectedly, Prince Jinwu was so confident and dared to say such things.

"Okay! Today I will let you know what is a rule."

Wuxiang Jitian was angry. He was really angry. He spent a whole period of incense here. Lu Changsheng did not answer anything. Instead, he said a word, only in the top ten.

How can he not be angry?Now Prince Jinwu took the initiative to challenge, and his anger erupted like a volcano in his chest.

boom!boom!

Two beams of light rose into the sky directly across 8,000 miles. They did not choose to fight in the ancient city. This is the rule of the high-level Protoss. Either wait until the true dragon conference is opened or fight outside. In short, in the ancient city, private wars are not allowed. .

Eight thousand miles away.

Prince Jinwu had just fallen. He didn't have any nonsense. A fairy sword filled with Jinwu real fire appeared directly in his palm. As soon as the gold Wuxian sword came out, the temperature within a thousand miles rose sharply.

Qiang!

Without any hesitation, Prince Jinwu cut off with a sword, and thousands of miles of sword energy cut off hundreds of mountains.

The unrelated killing of the sky is also terrifying. He has no magic weapon and fights with his flesh. A pair of blue fists seems to contain the power of the road. The green mans sky, the power of one punch, shattered the void, and the sound of Longyin came.

The battle between Prince Jinwu and Wuxiangtiantian was extremely terrifying.

Both of them are peerless arrogance, and the realm is in the fairy sacred realm. In the early years, the Wuwu Prince had challenged the Jinwu Prince, but at that time, the Jinwu Prince had no challenge.

Therefore, Wuxiang Jitian also remembered to hate Prince Jinwu. After all, for him, he blocked the chance of the real dragon list rising, and naturally remembered Prince Jinwu.

The war broke out, and Prince Jinwu didn't stay behind.

On the tenth day, when the vision of the sky appeared, burning the sky, eight thousand miles away, the flames drowned everything, and Prince Jinwu was like a god of fire.

Wuxiang Jitian also killed a violent anger, and behind him came a physiognomy, three heads and six arms, surrounded by blue light, trembling in the void, and shaking the stars, one or two people already planned to fight deadly, naturally, not Be merciful.

In this deadly battle, the two killed too fiercely. Under the horizontal push, the mountains were destroyed and all the spiritual veins were broken.

The battle between the two has reached a fever pitch, killing the real fire.

"Da Luo Zhen Tian!"

There was no way to kill the sky, and he was surrounded by a force of law, and then the immortal force converged, turned into an ancient seal, cracked the sky, shattered everything, and bombarded the Jinwu prince with great speed.

puff!

Prince Jinwu's left shoulder was shattered directly, his bones were stained with blood and spilled into the sky. He fought so fiercely, and he also killed the worldly spirit, but unfortunately, the unreliable heaven was indeed powerful, and shattered his left shoulder.

However, Prince Jinwu was also extremely fierce. In the moment when his left shoulder was shattered, he shot directly. His right hand turned into golden claws. He was extremely sharp. He grabbed a piece of flesh that had nothing to kill, and his bones were visible. It looked shocking.

"You are dead!"

Wuxiang Jitian roared, it was too painful, and secondly it was a humiliation. He is a high-level protoss. Now he is wounded like this, and he naturally feels his face is gone.

In an instant, Wuxiang kills the sky again, and the fist is opened wide and wide, seemingly invincible, and going forward bravely, killing the world.

Prince Jinwu was not afraid at all. Instead, he walked away with a fist. His flesh was shining brightly and he was repairing his injuries, but Wuxiangtiantian didn't seem to give him any breathing opportunities at all.

The two confronted each other again, and the murder was fierce. The millions of monks were shocked. Eight thousand miles away, I don’t know how many mountains and rivers were destroyed, or how many miles of the void.

The Tianjiao war is indeed wonderful.

"You said that in this battle, who will win?"

Someone could not help asking.

"Also need to think about it. Naturally, the phaseless sky can win. After all, the phaseless sky is the god clan's arrogance. It appeared two years ago. After seventy-two battles, there are no seventy-one wins and one draw. The Prince Jinwu is certainly strong, but with If the Protoss compare, it will not work."

"Yeah, Wuxiang Jitian is indeed powerful, practicing great Luo Gong, physically invincible, comparable to a real dragon, I think Wuxiang Jitian is slightly better."

"Naturally, my god clan can be arrogant and unworthy, but the twenty-two celestial arrogance is also outstanding among my god clan. The Jinwu clan is certainly powerful, and the natural god beast can only be reduced to my god clan. Just for the mount."

Everyone said that the Protoss monks naturally supported the Protoss, but many of them were also biased towards the Protoss. After all, the Protoss was indeed very powerful in the past two years.

"No, I think Prince Jinwu will win."

Someone said that Prince Jinwu could win.

"Why?"

"How do you see it?"

Many people are curious, and most of them feel that the unrelated world can win. Prince Jinwu is indeed at a disadvantage, and people with clear eyes can see it.

"Does this still need to be asked? Prince Jinwu is a friend of Emperor Lu Tian, ​​know that luck is sometimes a kind of strength!"

The man replied, fighting for reason, saying so.

Many monks were stunned in an instant. Some monks wanted to say something, but in the end they shut up in silence, because what the person said... really makes sense.

That's it, time passed little by little.

The time for a tea has long passed.

Thirteen thousand miles away, the two men fought and pushed westward for five thousand miles. At this moment, the two were covered with blood, and Prince Jinwu was the most seriously injured.

To be honest, Prince Jinwu really underestimated the strength of Wuxiang Jitian. He suffered a big loss, not because of contempt, but because he did not expect the other party to be so powerful.

The physical terror is comparable to that of a real dragon. With a punch and a palm, it can shatter a star.

Prince Jinwu was stained with blood, and his bones were broken three or four times. If he were not a god beast and possessed the bloodline of Jinwu, he would heal himself quickly, fearing that he would have already lost.

However, there are several scars of scars on the chest of Wu Xiangtian. The bones, bloody, and flesh are turned out, which makes people frown.

"It's over!"

Here, Wu Xiangji took a deep breath and his voice resounded through the air, causing countless monks to frown, not knowing what he meant.

At the next moment, Wu Xiangji slowly reached out his hand, each with a silver dragon bracelet on his wrist.

Buzz!

Da Ning's runes flooded out of the bracelet, and then the runes were branded on his body.

In an instant, the strength of Wuxiangjitian skyrocketed madly. His flesh was poured like a god's iron. Surrounding the divine light, in every move, the space shook and the strength of Wuxiangjitian was greatly improved.

"Roar!"

A horrible dragon chant sounded, and a silver dragon phantom wrapped around him. Although he was also in the early days of the Immortal Saint, at this moment, his strength had grown tremendously, and he suddenly raised a small realm, reaching the middle of the Immortal Saint.

When they reach this level of arrogance, their combat power will be far better than the current state, so he is not suppressing the state, reaching the middle of the Immortal Saint, which is equivalent to an instant, soaring nearly one hundred times the strength.

Buzz!

Thousands of stars tremble. At this moment, 13,000 miles away, the sun and moon are dark, and the night is full of sky, just like the world.

"Terror! According to rumors, the gods of the Protoss will suppress their own realm and pursue the ultimate war. He never thought this was true. He suppressed the realm with the supreme holy weapon and suppressed it in the early days of the Immortal Holy Realm. So we lifted the prohibition, and we deserve to be the god pride."

"Prince Jinwu lost."

"I hope not to go too far. If I kill Prince Jinwu, I am afraid it will cause great trouble."

"There is hardly any chance of winning."

"Lost!"

People talked about watching the war in the distance, and now they have lifted the ban from the sky, showing their true strength, ruining the world, and making people despair. Numerous monks have subconsciously believed that Prince Jinwu must lose.

"Now, do you dare to say that Prince Jinwu will win?"

The godly monk sneered, looking at the monk who thought that Prince Jinwu would win, so sarcastically.

"I still believe that Prince Jinwu will win!"

The latter is very serious, saying so, but it is all kinds of ridicule.

"Da Luo Long Quan."

Bang!

Thirteen thousand miles away, Wuxiang Longquan fought to kill the world. Dragon Luo Quan, the moment the dragon yin shook the world, was even more resounding than the sky thunder, and a thousand dragon shadows killed the golden prince with great speed.

boom!

There was hardly any suspense. Prince Jinwu was blown thousands of miles away with a punch, the flesh was cracked, the Yuanshen almost shattered, and the golden blood spilled into the sky, which was terrible.

"Brother Jin Wu!"

"Jin Udao Friends!"

In the Drunk Fairy Square, everyone saw this scene, and their faces could not help changing, and they all stood up and worried about Prince Jinwu.

"Senior Changsheng, look at this posture, Wuxiang Jitian is estimated to have a killing intent, you will soon help each other."

Tai Shangxuanji opened his mouth and begged Lu Changsheng to help.

"Yes, Brother Changsheng, Brother Jin Wu is in danger."

The Peacock King also spoke, he wanted his father to shoot, but he knew that his father was absolutely impossible to shoot, not unhelpful, but that his father said before that, the immortal king did not move, he did not move, he once Shot, then the next battle is the battle of the fairy king.

"No hurry, Brother Jin Wu will win."

However, Lu Changsheng was not in a hurry, but just said indifferently.

As a result of this, in the drunk fairy square, there were too many mysteries, Ye Rujin, and the Peacock King were all stunned.

Don't talk about them anymore, many Protoss monks also heard what Lu Changsheng said.

After all, Prince Jinwu left, and there was no Jinwu God Bell to suppress it, so the sound came naturally and would be heard by other monks.

Which of the monks in the ancient city is not a strong man?As long as they are willing, all the sounds in the city can be heard, and some really powerful monks can also intercept the other's knowledge transmission.

Naturally, what Lu Changsheng said was basically heard by all monks.

"It's ridiculous! It's all this. How dare you say you can win? What win?"

"It is indeed ridiculous, this Jinwu breaks through the early days of the Immortal Saint, it is impossible to break through the realm within a short time, the unrelated adult, the real strength is the middle of the Immortal Saint, which is itself a peerless arrogance, the gap of a small realm is a hundredfold gap, the Jinwu family How is it possible to win?"

"Lu Changsheng, you are indeed very strong, but for my god clan's true arrogance, it is still not enough to look at, the most important thing is that you are blind and confident, it is sad!"

"Yeah, although you are strong, it's a pity that you are too confident and really don't know who gave you the confidence."

"The exercises practiced by the uncorrelated adults are the determination of the Great Dragon True Dragon. Although it is not the legendary ancient dragon ancient method, it is the supreme supernatural power closest to the ancient dragon ancient method. "

"I'm really going to laugh at the dead, but also Lu Tiandi? This name, you deserve... to be quite decent, it is too blind and confident."

The protoss monks opened their mouths, and they almost realized that as long as they did not insult Lu Changsheng and the people behind it, it would be fine to discuss a few words.

It was just that there was a god clan monk who just wanted to humiliate Lu Changsheng, but immediately realized Lu Changsheng's strangeness, he changed his mind and was afraid of being struck by thunder.

However, Lu Changsheng in the Zuixianfang looked very calmly at the war beyond a thousand miles.

He glanced back and glanced at the Protoss monks in other restaurants. His face was calm, but he spoke slowly.

"Have you ever heard... say what you say?"

Lu Changsheng's voice sounded, and all the monks could not help being surprised.

What they want to say, but they don’t know why, they just can’t say it!

Bang!

At this time, Prince Jinwu was no longer human-like, his bones were broken, and the Yuanshen was dim.

Almost dying.

It is really unimaginable, how could Prince Jinwu win this fierce battle.

At this moment, Wuxiang Jitian seemed to turn into a silver dragon.

In his eyes, Prince Jinwu was already a dead man.

"dead!"

Killed without a phase, and turned into a real dragon, wanting to kill Prince Jinwu completely.

But at this moment.

Prince Jinwu's voice slowly sounded.

"Brother Changsheng...I got it."