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Chapter 2078 Beating is pro-scolding is love, if you don't beat, you don't...

Qi Linglong's voice was cold, but there seemed to be a bit of gunpowder in the harshness.

Previously, Ye Fan overshadowed the Dawu Dynasty, defeated Prince Qi Hong, and even won a tribulation elixir.

Now that Qi Linglong appears, she naturally wants to regain her place.

At this moment, Ye Fan responded to Qi Linglong's gaze with sharp eyes and said:

"That's right! When Qi Xuanting led his people to Daxia, he wanted to rob the neon clothes, but I repelled him. He was injured, and it was his own fault! But this time in the competition of the Divine Monument Festival, everyone is their own leader, fighting for the leader. Is there any way?

What's wrong?"

Ye Fan's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, sonorous and powerful, and he did not feel afraid because Qi Linglong broke the illusion in three seconds.

Qi Linglong's expression did not change, but her eyes suddenly became sharp, with a soul-stirring edge in her eyes.

"Okay! I hope you can be so confident in the competition at the Monument Festival!"

Qi Linglong put down her harsh words and turned back to the camp of the Dawu Dynasty.



After a while, Ao Zhan walked to the center of the ancient battlefield, looked at the geniuses of the major dynasties, and said loudly:

"Everyone, this first round of mental state assessment has ended, and everyone is qualified to continue participating! Now, I will announce the competition system!"

"Because there are seven major dynasties participating, the Dawu Dynasty, as the seed player, has a bye in the first round. The other six major dynasties will draw lots and compete in pairs to determine the three winners to advance to the next round!"

Upon hearing this competition system, none of the geniuses from the major dynasties present had any objections.

After all, Dawu's strength is so great that no matter which dynasty encounters them, there is almost no chance of winning. The Dawu Dynasty deserves a bye.

"but--"

Suddenly, Ao Zhan changed the subject: "The three dynasties that failed in the first round have no chance at all. They can also challenge the Dawu Dynasty. If they win, they can also advance. Next, let's start drawing lots.

!”

Each major dynasty sent representatives to draw lots, and the results came out soon.

Wanlong vs Guhuang!

Kamikaze vs Tiandu!

Daxia vs Dayin!

This competition at the Monument Festival uses a wheel battle.

Each side has five players, and each side will first send one player to the stage.

The loser steps down, and the winner stays in the ring to face new challenges.

Whichever side's five players lose first will be considered a loser.

This kind of competition system is very beneficial to those dynasties with top talents.

As long as the strength is strong enough, it is very possible for one to penetrate two, one to penetrate three, or even one to penetrate four.

The first ones to face off were the Wanlong Dynasty and the Ancient Phoenix Dynasty.

This competition is full of highlights.

The prodigies of the Wanlong Dynasty possess the inheritance of ancient divine dragons. They are all extraordinary, just like the true dragon emperor.

The princess of the ancient Phoenix Dynasty, suffering from the blood cancer of the ancient divine phoenix, is as beautiful as a phoenix flying through the nine heavens.

In the battle between dragon and phoenix, I don’t know who will be the final winner!



Soon, the geniuses of the other dynasties retreated to the corners, and the entire ancient battlefield became an arena.

"Whoosh!"

A fiery red figure came to the center of the ancient battlefield like a hurricane passing through.

It is none other than the princess of the ancient Phoenix Dynasty, Huang Ling'er.

As the strongest, she was the first to fight.

Wearing a red dress, she is bright and dazzling, as if all the glory in the world is gathered on her body.

Huang Ling'er raised her chin proudly, her eyes and brows filled with pride and dignity.

She is not only the princess of the Ancient Phoenix Dynasty, but also the commander-in-chief of a million-strong army. She is a sonorous rose on the battlefield!

Suddenly, Huang Ling'er's beautiful eyes flashed, looking at the geniuses of Wanlong Dynasty, her red lips slightly opened:

"Who will fight with me?"

"I come!"

A tall and tall prodigy, whose figure surged, came to the center of the ancient battlefield.

"Ao Jian, the twelfth prince of the Wanlong Dynasty, please give me some advice!"

Ao Jian looks to be in his early twenties. He has a handsome appearance and sword-shaped eyebrows piercing his temples. He is wearing a black outfit with dragon-shaped totems embroidered on the sleeves and collar. He has a domineering and awe-inspiring aura in his every move.

out!

Many people present had some impressions of this Ao Jian.

His cultivation level is not high, he is only in the ninth level of divine transformation, but in the mental state assessment just now, he lasted for more than eight minutes, second only to the prince-level genius.

"Princess Huang Ling'er, although my realm is not as good as yours, I have awakened the bloodline of the Black Dragon of Purgatory!" Ao Jian held his head high and spoke proudly.

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked.

Like other spiritual beasts, there are many different types of dragons.

The Purgatory Black Dragon is the top and most powerful one.

In ancient times, there was once a purgatory black dragon king who could cross the void and shatter a star with just one claw.

How powerful that is!

This Ao Jian awakened the bloodline of the Black Dragon of Purgatory, which made people have to pay attention to him.

"hey-hey……"

Suddenly, Ao Jian laughed strangely, looked Huang Ling'er up and down, and said, "Your Highness, Princess, you haven't adopted a son-in-law yet, right? The other princes naturally don't want to marry into the ancient Huang Dynasty, but I already admire you.

Jiu! The bloodline of the helpless black dragon and the phoenix are a perfect match. After marriage, they will surely nourish your highness the princess day and night, making you happy and happy!"

As soon as these words came out, many geniuses present had strange looks on their faces.

The true nature of dragon!

The Purgatory Black Dragon is the best among them, known as the "stallion" among dragons. He sows seeds everywhere and leaves behind many descendants.

And Ao Jian awakened the bloodline of the Black Dragon of Purgatory, and naturally inherited the special skill of Feng Liu. More importantly, he was also gifted with abilities in this area, far better than ordinary people, and he would not feel tired for days and nights.

However, it was a bit frivolous for him to say this in public.

For a moment, the proud daughters of the Ancient Phoenix Dynasty raised their eyebrows, widened their eyes, and said sweetly:

"How dare you disrespect the princess!"

"What a scumbag!"

"nonsense!"



Suddenly, Huang Ling'er turned her head and stared straight at Ao Jian with her beautiful eyes, as majestic as a phoenix in the world.

"I don't know whether to live or die! Ao Jian, based on what you just said, you should be punished by having your tongue pulled out!"

Her voice echoed throughout the ancient battlefield, and her words contained fierce murderous intent.

Huang Ling'er suddenly went berserk, shocking everyone.

No one will doubt her determination, let alone her strength.

However, Ao Jian didn't seem to notice the crisis and still looked playful and smiling.

"Hahaha, fighting means kissing and scolding means loving each other. Without fighting, scolding, or loving each other! Your Highness, it seems... you have fallen a little in love with me! I will prove that the purgatory black dragon bloodline and you are a perfect match made in heaven.

!”

"court death!"

Huang Ling'er's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she was obviously really angry.

In an instant, his blood surged into the sky, his body shone with light, and he exploded with power like a peerless empress.

In the dark, there seemed to be a phoenix cry.


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