In this way, Ling Tian wanted to see what this first quasi-holy son was capable of!
Ling Tian hid his aura and led everyone to sit down at the edge of the arena.
At this time, the eyes of all the fierce gods fell on Na Hong, so they did not notice the arrival of Ling Tian and others.
But after Ling Tian and others took their seats, they discovered that Hong Zhang seemed to have used thunder to suppress many geniuses before.
So much so that no evil god dares to challenge him now.
"Hong is really too strong. He didn't come out of seclusion for several years, but now he comes out and he's still invincible!"
"That's right, perhaps, among the younger generation, only the saint can be Hong's opponent."
"Among the younger generations, there should be one person who can fight Hong Yi, right?
"You mean, Ling Tian?"
At this time, many fierce gods began to talk, and Ling Tian and others also began to listen with their ears pricked up.
"Haha, what are you thinking about? Ling Tian's ability is not comparable to that of Hong Yi. Don't think that just because he can defeat Motuo, he is qualified to fight Hong Yi, right?"
"That is, even if Ling Tian gets the Death Killing Slash, what will happen? He has already entered the Fierce Burial Mountain and died in it."
"That's right, there is no evil god who can come out of the Burial Mountain yet!"
But what disappoints Ling Tian is that no evil god seems to be optimistic about him yet.
"Haha, why, in this Holy Mountain of Vientiane, there are no descendants who can fight with me?"
At this time, in the fighting arena, Hong Leng said.
But under Hong's gaze, the fierce gods didn't even dare to look up.
"I'll do it!"
But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the edge of the arena.
Everyone was surprised, even the saint looked at him with a frown.
However, what made her a little disappointed was that the person who came was Medog.
It's not Ling Tian.
"It's Medog, he actually came out of seclusion."
"Before, Motuo was the second quasi-holy son. I didn't expect that today, when he comes out of seclusion, he will challenge Hong?"
Amidst the discussion, Motuo came to the fighting arena.
This time, he originally planned to challenge Ling Tian after coming out of seclusion.
But after learning that Ling Tian had entered Fierce Burial Mountain, he had no other choice.
Entering Fierce Burial Mountain means that Ling Tian is already dead.
He has no opponent. Although he knows that he is not Hong's opponent, as a junior of Vientiane Sacred Mountain, he still wants to try!
After all, among the younger generation, apart from the Saint, he is the only one who might be able to fight Hong Yi.
"Medog!? Haha, are you crazy? You are no match for me, get out!"
But in the middle of the arena, Nahum shook his head.
Medog was simply not worth his while.
"Hong, I know you are strong, but you can't deprive me of my full strength to challenge you. I, Medog, have never been afraid!"
But Medog still entered the barrier.
At this time, his cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Supreme Realm!
Among the younger generations of geniuses, this level of cultivation is actually pretty good.
"I heard that you were crushed by Ling Tian. For a guy like you, it would be disgraceful for me to defeat you."
"But if you have to come up and deliver me, there's nothing I can do about it. I'll just use one move. You'll live or die!"
Hong sneered and looked at Motuo as if he were looking down at an ant.
Immediately, he suddenly took action, and the breath of the fifth level of the Supreme Realm suddenly burst out, and then he punched out an ordinary punch.
This punch looked like it was thrown at random, but the magical edge that roared out suddenly increased to a hundred thousand feet!
Even without the blessing of martial arts, this cultivation level is really enough to crush Motuo.
Everyone shook their heads. Just as Nahum said, this Motuo could not be defeated even by this move.
That's enough to brag about.
hateful!
Motuo cursed angrily, he knew that this Hong's talent was unparalleled and his combat power was extremely strong.
But I didn't expect it to be so strong.
Compared to the battle with Hongdu many years ago, the gap between them is simply getting bigger and bigger!
But even so, Medog had already entered the barrier and could only resist with all his strength.
boom!
In an instant, Motuo's battle ax also slashed out. This is one of the nine inherited magical powers. With the blessing of the fourth level of the Supreme Realm, it is also very fierce.
At least, at this time, Medog had given everything he had!
Click!
But even so, when Motuo's battle ax magical power touched Hong's fist light, it suddenly shattered.
The magical power, one of the nine inheritances, was not able to resist even for a moment!?
But before everyone could recover, Mo Tuo was already engulfed by the fist light, or was directly knocked out of the barrier arena.
boom!
The ink fell off the ground and took shape for thousands of feet before stopping.
There is a huge ravine on the ground...
Amid everyone's exclamations, the magical smoke and dust dispersed, and the gods discovered that Motuo was covered in blood.
The fierce aura on his body has dissipated.
Although he was not dead, he was seriously injured.
This is just a punch.
Moreover, Hong didn't even use his magical powers.
The gap between the two people is actually so huge.
"Thank you very much for your support."
But when Medog got up, he even wanted to thank him.
Because, he knew that if this Hongji had magical powers, he would already be dead!
"Hmph, go away, continue practicing, don't embarrass the evil god."
But Hong is still cold.
Motuo laughed to himself and slowly got up.
This time, he was indeed humiliated by losing to Ling Tian and Hong in succession. He, the quasi-holy son, might never be able to turn around again.
"Who else wants to challenge?"
Hong's voice sounded again.
After seeing no one answer, he looked in the direction of the Lord of Fierce Gods.
"Patriarch, now on the Holy Mountain of Vientiane, no one among the younger generations can take my move! I think, the position of the Holy Son should be confirmed today!"
What?
But after Hong's voice fell, all the fierce gods in the arena started talking about it.
It turns out that Hong came out of seclusion today to become the true Son of God.
"Haha, the time is not up yet, Hong, you don't have to worry!"
But the Lord of Fierce God shook his head.
"Clan leader, time doesn't matter, after all, no matter how many years pass, no one among the descendants of the Holy Mountain can be Hong's opponent!"
