Chapter 1788 Rest Assured

In fact, it's more than the Evil God Emperor Feng Chan, and the other emperor palace disciples are so scared that their hands and feet are weak and their faces are bloodless. Before, the Evil God Emperor Palace issued a reward, no matter who can kill Huang Xiaolong, they can get 5 million low-grade Chaos Spirit Stones , in the initial competition, countless disciples were tempted. .SUIMENG.lā

Countless disciples all fantasized about killing Huang Xiaolong, and they all wanted to receive five million from the Evil God Emperor Palace, and by killing Huang Xiaolong, they could also get Huang Xiaolong's peerless treasure.

Therefore, during the preliminary round, almost all the disciples searched for Huang Xiaolong in the secret territory of Tiantai.

Now, these disciples are all cold.

If they really found Huang Xiaolong in the secret realm of Tiantai, then!

At this time, the purple flames in Huang Xiaolong's hands surged again, and suddenly, Lan Tailong's two supreme godheads began to make a "crack" sound.

Everyone looked at them and saw that there were cracks on the surface of the two supreme godheads.

Then, very quickly, it collapsed and broke into countless pieces.

Seeing this scene, everyone was even more shocked and horrified.

Lan Tailong's two supreme godheads are definitely the ones that are extremely close to the supreme king. Like this supreme godhead, there is basically nothing that can destroy it, even if it is a top-quality Hongmeng spiritual tool, it is only afraid to chop it 10 million times. It couldn't be smashed, and now, under Huang Xiaolong's purple flame, it burst!

Even Emperor Tiandijing and Emperor Tianjun's expressions changed.

What kind of flame is this? !

Tiandi Dijun felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"Huang Xiaolong, I'm going to kill you!" In the distance, Chen Wenqian, who was lying on the ground, watched the two supreme godheads of their emperor, Lan Tailong, burst apart and roared with all his strength.

A person's soul is destroyed, if the godhead is still there, then there is still a 1 in 100,000,000 chance of being resurrected, but now that even the godhead is burst, it is truly dead, and there is not even a 1 in 100,000,000 chance. !

However, just as Chen Wenqian struggled to stand up, blood spurted out of his mouth.

Previously, four unlike two palms made it difficult for him to even stand up.

Huang Xiaolong's face was indifferent, and he said to the referee on the side of the ring, "Is the competition over?"

The referee happened to be Zhou Han, the general who drove Huang Xiaolong out of Mansion No. 61.

Hearing this, he woke up, looking at Huang Xiaolong's eyes, his soul was agitated for a while, and then he quickly announced: "Ring No. 6, Huang Xiaolong of the Imperial Palace of Fortune wins!"

It's just that his voice could not be smooth, it was shaking like the strings that were pulled.

However, Zhou Han's announcement fell. There was no applause, no cheers, and no shouting. The world was silent. All the imperial palace disciples looked at Huang Xiaolong with fear, as if they were still immersed in the scene when Huang Xiaolong killed Lan Tailong just now. Unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

Huang Xiaolong walked down from the ring.

"Okay!" Just when the world was silent, Bei Xiaomei suddenly shouted in a coquettish voice.

When Huang Xiaolong looked, he saw Bei Xiaomei was clapping her hands and smiling like flowers. Those little hands were very white and beautiful in the sunlight.

this girl!

Huang Xiaolong smiled.

"it is good!"

At this time, Zhao Lei also laughed heartily, and laughed extremely loudly.

Then, the disciples of the Imperial Palace of Fortune broke out a flood of laughter, resounding through the rooftop square, and all the disciples of the Palace of Fortune had a sense of pride and glory on their faces.

In the preliminaries before, the disciples of the Imperial Palace of Fortune were hunted and killed by the disciples of the Emperor Guangming Palace and the Emperor Palace of the Evil God. When they saw the disciples of the Emperor Guangming Palace and the Emperor Palace of the Evil God, they all fled in panic. It's completely exploded now.

The laughter of the disciples of the Imperial Palace of Fortune, one after another, became louder.

In the distance, the disciples of the Guangming Emperor Palace only felt a tingling in their ears.

At this time, Chen Wenqian, Chen Wenxin and the others, who had been lifted up by the disciples of Guangming Emperor Palace and treated for a while, had extremely ugly expressions. Chen Wenqian stared at the figure of Huang Xiaolong walking down from the ring, and his eyes seemed to swallow Huang Xiaolong alive. generally.

Huang Xiaolong returned to Area 61 and felt the killing intent in Chen Wenqian's eyes, his face was indifferent.

"What kind of divine fire is that purple flame? It's so terrifying that even Lan Tailong's supreme godhead can be easily burnt out!"

"Even the most inextinguishable divine fire in the ancient times doesn't have such terrifying power!" That Xiao Yi was also full of shock.

Tiandi Dijun's eyes flickered, thinking of something.

"Jing'er." Suddenly, Di Jun said.

Tianzi Dijing was stunned, and said casually: "Yes, Father Emperor."

"Are you sure you can defeat Huang Xiaolong?" Di Jun's voice was a little low.

Originally, he had great confidence in his son Dijing's strength, but just now in the ring, after seeing Huang Xiaolong smashing Lan Tailong with his own eyes, his confidence was shaken.

Lan Tailong is the peak of the late seventh-order Tianjun, and has dual supreme godheads. He has cultivated the light and holy spirit to the realm of great achievement. He has ten wings, and has obtained the supreme inheritance of the founder of the Guangming Emperor Palace. He has the founder of the Guangming Emperor Palace. However, he was still easily killed by Huang Xiaolong!

Severely wounded!

Two punches!

The third time, the soul is destroyed!

The fourth time, the godhead burst!

This is enough to show that Huang Xiaolong's strength is amazing, no, even terrifying!

Emperor Tian Dijing looked at Di Jun, and suddenly smiled. His smile was sunny, bright, and even cute. He said to Di Jun, "Don't worry, the emperor. On the ring, Huang Xiaolong will die if he encounters me!"

Emperor Tianzi Dijing has an extremely tenacious self-confidence, and this self-confidence comes from his true strength.

Di Jun was startled, then nodded and smiled: "That's good, that's good, then, Huang Xiaolong must not be allowed to leave the ring alive!"

Huang Xiaolong is too evil. He has practiced for less than a thousand years, yet he is so terrifying. He can't imagine how much Huang Xiaolong will grow if he continues to practice.

Huang Xiaolong always made him feel a strong sense of unease and disgust.

It stands to reason that he had never seen Huang Xiaolong before, so he couldn't feel that kind of disgust, but he had it, and it was so strong, as if the two were old enemies.

"Please rest assured, Father." Emperor Tianzi nodded.

With the end of the competition of Huang Xiaolong, Emperor Emperor Jing, the Evil God Emperor Feng Chan and others, other competitions also ended one after another. However, the scene where Huang Xiaolong killed Lan Tailong made it difficult for everyone to have the mood to watch other arenas.

It didn't take long for the second round of the battle of the top 100 to start the draw.

The Evil God Emperor Feng Chan, Huang Xiaolong and others walked out again, and their hands trembled a little when they walked to the high platform to draw the lottery numbers.

Soon, the number drawn by Huang Xiaolong came out and it was number eight.

The Evil God Emperor Feng Chan turned over the number in his hand with trembling hands, and the moment he turned it over, his heart was beating wildly. (To be continued.)