The Mightiest Little Peasant

"That's the Genting Golden Palace!"

"Go! Go and see the excitement!"

Behind Tang Hao, several figures swept up and rushed towards the golden palace.

There is no treasure in that golden palace. It used to be. It was evacuated long ago, leaving only an empty shell, but there is the top of the mountain and the end of the trip. All the evil spirits that enter the mountain will gather there. Discuss the Dao, compete against each other.

That's where the name of Shenshan Lundao came from.

At the moment, in the square in front of that palace, many people have gathered.

In the middle of the crowd, the two figures sat in the air, each of them was out of their wits, and the emperor's robbers fought against each other, fighting fiercely.

One is of the Yinxi type, and the other is a sword-shaped robbery, which is constantly bombarded and collides with a brilliant brilliance.

The roaring sound was trembling.

These two people are two robberies, so they are all inspired by the primordial spirit, and fight against the primordial god.

After a fierce battle, the young man who made the sword win a little, blasted the seal, and then a sword blasted away, knocking the opponent off.

Suddenly, among the crowds of the Quartet, there were cheers and annoying cries.

The winner is from the Shen nationality, there is a cheer there, the atmosphere is cheerful, and the opponent is the Sun clan, all the Sun clan is embarrassed.

A showdown like this does not represent your own face, but the face of your respective clan.

"Haha! You grandchildren are not good!"

The Sheng son of the Shen nationality laughed loudly.

Behind him, all Shen geniuses mocked the Sun clan.

Everyone in the Sun clan's face could not help rising, and immediately someone jumped out to challenge the one in the field.

After some fierce fighting, the Sun clan genius won, and it was the Sun clan's turn again.

Then, the Shen people jumped out to challenge the Sun people.

In this way, the geniuses of the two tribes took turns taking turns, but the two sons did not move. They are sons, and their identities are different. Now that the people have not yet arrived, they are all under the beat, playing with little trouble.

When all the tribes were almost there, it was when their son came on stage.

You are a family of holy sons. Each of them stands out from hundreds of millions of ethnic groups. All of them are dragons and phoenixes in the world. The arrogant sons of heaven have arrogance in their hearts, and no one will obey anyone.

In the past, they were scattered among the various parties in the spiritual wasteland, and there was no opportunity to make a decision. Now, this is the best time for the Divine Mountain Forum.

They are all rejuvenating and waiting for the next battle.

From below the Shenshan, people kept coming up and gathered on this square.

At the poolside of Tianmu, on the cliff of Wudao, those people left one after another and came here all the way.

Nearly one hundred thousand geniuses are gathered here.

Qin, Yao, Shen, Yan...

The evils of each clan are standing on all sides, and before each group of evils, there is a striking figure standing proudly, with the momentum and the edge.

They were all three robbers, all with dazzling fairy lights on them, all dressed in treasure clothes and armor, with dazzling Shenhua flowing on them, which set them apart from the heroic, like the ancient god of war, the fairy Lingshi .

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

I don’t know who took the lead, and then there was a series of roars. They each released their momentum, and each of them rose into the sky, turned into a huge beam of light, and went straight into the sky.

Thousands of Xianhuis instantly tore apart the sky above their heads, and a powerful breath filled it, shaking the whole palace.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

In the palace, an ancient Dao clock vibrated and sounded.

The bells are long and long, like they have penetrated the gap between time and space, and come from the distant ancient times.

In the square, everyone was shocked, and then blood was boiling.

The sons were even more excited, and the battle was like a rainbow.

They glanced at each other, and their battles and fierce confrontations were fierce before the war.

"Who goes first?"

The geniuses of all ethnic groups looked around and were very nervous.

Which two races will the first battle between the Sons erupt?

"I come!"

Suddenly, with a loud bang, a figure stepped out and walked towards the center of the square.

He was tall and burly, wearing a purple sacred armor, with a purple sharp gun in his hand, all of which were brilliant and radiating a powerful breath,

His face was more handsome, like a sharp knife, with long black hair like ink, walking between the wind, flying with the wind, and added a bit of wild temperament to him.

The most attractive thing about him is his pair of eyes. Jin Cancan is a pair of natural pupils.

He is Yan Nanfei, the son of the Yan tribe, the gift of a born saint, has a pair of supreme god pupils, unmatched combat power, is a peerless and prestigious demon.

"It's him!"

All pupils in the Quartet had their pupils shrunk, and even those sons changed their face slightly.

This Yan Nanfei is born with a pair of magical pupils, and he is a powerful opponent.

"The first battle, I'm coming! Who dares to fight me!"

Yannan flying dragons and tigers, imposing the sky, the pair of divine pupils radiated a terrifying divine light and looked around.

Ordinary evildoers dare not look at him at all. Occasionally someone looked at him, but yelled, immediately covered his eyes and fell down, but was hurt by the pair of god pupils.

"hiss!"

The Quartet immediately blew a cold voice.

They have all heard about the power of this pair of god pupils. Among the many natural god pupils in the world, this is one of the most powerful god pupils, but they did not expect that this power is so amazing that if they are just swept by their eyes, they will be hurt. .

"This pair of god pupils...are amazing!"

"This Yan Nantian, is really powerful!"

Then there was a sound of exclamation in the crowd.

The princes of the Quartet all hesitated a little bit. The strength of Yan Nantian was good, and he was against him in the first battle. Many people still have some doubts.

"I come!"

A moment later, a loud bang sounded.

On the square side, a son stepped forward.

This person is dressed in white like snow, and has a beautiful appearance. His skin is like jade, his hair is like a waterfall, and his waist is also equipped with various beautiful jades. The whole person is surrounded by a layer of glow, and there is a kind of dusty temperament that does not eat human fireworks. .

"It's him!"

Everyone was surprised. This person is the son of the Zhong clan and the gift of a natural saint. He is born with a bone of God and his body is extremely powerful.

"They are all born of saints, and I don't know which one is stronger, the god bone, or the god pupil?"

Everyone looked forward to it.

Both are well-known, but have never faced each other, and today you can know which one is better.

"Yan surnamed, let me meet you in Zhong Bailai to see if you are a powerful Yan family or my Zhong family!"

The son of the bell clan stepped forward, his posture floating.

Halfway through, he paused for a while, looked at the Qin people, and fell on that shadow of Qianying, and smiled: "Sister Xiangyi, look at it, and see how your brother Zhong shows great power..."

With that said, he also listened to his chest, and there was an astonishing fighting spirit rising from his body, like Changhong running through the air.