Do you call this a lucky win?

After all, this is also a battle at the same level, right? Both are demigods.

Moreover, judging from the momentum just now, Da Luo and Black Hokage both understood the rules of power.

But the battle ended too quickly, and it was over before I could tell which level it was...

Kill in one punch!

Completely crushed! Black Point had no power to fight back at all, and even did not exert all its strength!

The sunken mark on the chest still makes people frightened. Can the pure blood Holy Spirit be so fierce?

It has completely refreshed their cognition!

The man who said that Da Luo was defeated by Black Horn was so huge that he was as shocked as if he had discovered a new world!

"If you remember correctly, there were rumors before that this pure blood holy spirit should be the target of being killed by the Dragon and Phoenix Boy? In just half a year, the black horn, which is much stronger than the Dragon and Phoenix Boy, was killed instantly?!"

"Outstanding, outrageous! This is no longer a battle of the same dimension. What medicine did the murderer give him?"

"I didn't expect that the murderer himself was strong and even had a way to train war generals."

It’s okay if you are strong, but everyone recognizes your evil talent.

But the generals under your command are all very strong, and they are still not sure of their full strength.

The more people think about it, the more shocked they become!

At this moment, many eyes were turned to the soul-gathering coffin, swallowing with difficulty, and suddenly felt dry and dry.

Although the whispering sound is small, it can't be hidden from powerful people like Zhao Wushuang.

I saw that his face turned ashen, and water was almost dripping from the gloomy. His fists were clenched tightly and his veins bulged!

But soon, his frowning brows stretched out and returned to their usual shape, as if nothing had happened.

"The pure blood Holy Spirit has achieved such a great improvement, it should be the credit of the ginseng king, right?" Zhao Wushuang pretended to ask casually.

"Most of them, but not all. The matter is human. Some people are born with high limits, while others work hard and no matter how much resources they give, they will not be able to support the mud." Chu Feng said.

These words undoubtedly mean that Heike is a waste who only knows how to absorb resources. After so many years of fighting side by side, he is not as good as his cultivation for half a year.

The atmosphere in the stands suddenly solidified, and there was a stance of starting to do something if you disagree.

Zhao Wushuang's aura was too strong, and the many nobles sitting behind him were secretly shocked.

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Zhu Xiao took the initiative to stand up and said, "It is worthy of being a rare holy spirit in the world. Can Xiaoyou Chu tell me, where is the current limit of this general?"

"Killing black horns is like slaughtering a dog." Chu Feng paused word by word.

boom!

Zhao Wushuang could no longer control it, and his momentum burst out suddenly. His violent murderous intent enveloped the entire Potian City, and the water vapor in the air instantly condensed into frost!

No matter how good his mentality is and how much he can tolerate it, he can't stand it at this moment.

Chu Feng has been attacking his psychological defense line. Zhao Wushuang is not a person who likes to talk, and now he has the idea of ​​taking action.

"Why should the fearless one be so angry? There are four battles in total, and there are three in the next. You seem to be a little anxious." Chu Feng said slowly.

"The outcome is not decided, everything is unknown. Please sit down quietly." Zhu Xiaoxiao became a peacemaker.

Since the rules for competing on the God List have been set, they must be abide by it. Otherwise, they will be provoking the majesty of the top ten forces and the top ten races!

Zhao Wushuang could not afford to take on such a thing even if he died because of this matter, all his efforts would be vain.

"Du Ming, you'll be in the second game." Zhao Wushuang dispersed his murderous intent and spoke coldly.

"yes!"

The man beside him, who was covered with purple runes, bowed respectfully, jumped and flew to the Shura Platform.

Da Luo came to the stands without saying a word, standing in front of Chu Feng like a disciple, with no expression on his face and no intention of seeking credit.

"Fight beautifully." Chu Feng praised.

"These are all matters of subordinates." Da Luo respectfully clasped his fists.

"Baby, you'll be in the second game."

"Ho huh!"

An excited look appeared on the face of the cub. The dragon wings spread out and soared out, causing a strong wind to blew the spectators to fall.

After coming to Shura Terrace, the first thing Zaizi did surprised people!

It suddenly spewed out a thick dragon breath, blowing the undead black horn into ashes.

Then it turned its head, humanized complaints appeared in its eyes, and it whined twice.

I guess it means that why you didn’t get rid of the weeds and had to let the baby do the aftermath.

Du Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and an unknown feeling rose in his heart.

In the dragon breath just now, he felt the thunder system rules.

That’s right, not only Da Luo, but also this little dragon cub has realized the power of the rules!

But to be precise, it can no longer be called a dragon cub. It is now at a height of 30,000 feet and is entering a mature stage.

Such a huge body stood in front of Du Ming, and the heat exhaled from one nostril seemed to kill him.

"It's the power of rules again... This giant dragon seems to be only two years old in terms of age?"

"Isn't that even more outrageous than a murderous man? Such achievements are achieved at the age of two. Looking at the entire dragon clan, it's an incredible growth rate, right?"

"Du Ming should not be underestimated. Don't forget that this ruthless man has once poisoned a whole city."

Du Ming is a human race, with an extremely ugly appearance, and the runes all over his body make him even more weird.

His ruthlessness is no less than that of Zhao Wushuang, and to some extent, it is even more so.

The city he poisoned was a city of the Winged Humans, with a population of about five million.

At that time, he used a forbidden spell-level technique - Poisonous Sword Ghost Miasma, and forced the Winged Man in the city to block it. His blood volume was reduced little by little, and all of them were torn to death.

The flesh and blood turned into blood, gathered in the middle of the city, condensed into a sea of ​​blood, and it lasted for a long time, and the smell of blood floated out of ninety thousand miles.

Just because there was a winged human race in that city mocking him for being ugly, he took this ruthless move!

Now that city is still a dead city, with poisonous miasma raging, and outsiders dare not approach it.

It can be said that most people who use poison are cruel, cruel to their enemies, and even more cruel to themselves!

As the shield slowly rose, Lu Tai said calmly: "The baby is still young, do you have the heart to let it go up and suffer?"

He knew in his heart the weight of the baby in Chu Feng's mind.

Since the shell was broken, Chu Feng has brought it with him and has been with him all the way to the present.

Emotionally, it is more like a relative than a warrior.

The cub has become an inseparable thing in Chu Feng’s mind.

"How can you become a talent without going through the tempering?" Chu Feng said.

"The time is here?"

"You have to fight for the right time by yourself. There is no perfect solution in the world. You know better than me."

Lu Taiqing smiled, glanced at Zhu Xiao from the corner of his eyes, and made a sound in a slight way, reminding in a low voice: "Be careful Zhu Xiao, this guy is not a good guy. This appointment is probably a long-planned conspiracy."

"Don't worry, I will finish this scene with him."

"How many can I guess?" Lu Taiqing asked with a smile on his lips.
Chapter completed!