The battle in the fifth realm continues. This is the last battle in a separate realm, and it is also a battle between the highest realms. The battle fluctuations are extremely strong, shaking the sky.
The crowd watched the battle going on on the battlefield attentively, and their hearts beat faster from time to time. When they saw the critical scene, they even couldn't help but scream in surprise and admiration.
After rounds of fighting, it soon came to the top eight.
As everyone expected, Mo Ling, Chi Tong and Xiao Mengli were all among them, and they swept their opponents all the way, unrivaled.
"The three of us should stop challenging each other, just drive the others away." Mo Ling looked at Chitong and Xiao Mengli and said.
Chitong and Xiao Mengli both nodded. They both knew that each other was very strong. There was no need to ask for trouble in this case. As for the final ranking, Huangta would judge impartially.
When the other five people heard Mo Ling's words, their faces became a little ugly.
They had thought that Mo Ling and others might target them, but they did not expect that Mo Ling would say it so directly, without giving them any face.
"You, fight with me." Mo Ling's eyes fell on one person and he let out a floating voice.
At this moment, Mo Ling was standing in the sky, with her clothes fluttering and her body exuding a bit of an immortal temperament. She was so free and easy that people couldn't take their eyes away.
The man's face changed slightly when he heard this. He obviously didn't expect Mo Ling to designate him as his opponent, as if he had already thought about it.
This person is a disciple of the Great Sun God's Thunder Palace. Although his talent is good, there is obviously still a big gap compared to Mo Ling, and it is almost impossible to win.
"What does he mean by this?" The powerful man from the Thunder Palace of the Great Sun frowned slightly, feeling slightly unhappy.
The remaining five people clearly had disciples who were not from the Divine Palace, and Mo Ling did not hesitate to choose their disciples. This was clearly targeting the Thunder Palace of the Great Sun God.
Bai Renhan's eyes flashed, and he vaguely guessed Mo Ling's intention, and his expression turned cold. On the surface, Mo Ling looked like a fairy and had an extraordinary bearing, but in fact he was just a villain who was determined to retaliate.
But Mo Ling is free to choose whomever he wants, and no one else can stop him. So far, he can only let him do so.
The man bravely flew up to the fighting platform where Mo Ling was, looking at the latter with a hint of fear.
After all, the other party is a Saint Son, and he is also a Great Saint Son. His reputation is far and wide, and no one will be calm when he encounters him.
Who knew that Mo Ling's next words would completely shock everyone.
"Go down by yourself."
Feng Qingyun's words seemed to be spoken casually, revealing a deep sense of disdain.
Countless people's expressions changed, and their eyes fell on Mo Ling. What grudge does Mo Ling have against the Great Sun God Thunder Palace? Why should he slap the Great Sun God Thunder Palace in the face like this?
Everyone present was not a fool, and they could naturally see that Mo Ling did this deliberately. Otherwise, as both were disciples of the shrine, there was no need for him to humiliate the other party like this and just defeat him.
And what he did was completely humiliating the Thunder Palace of the Great Sun God.
Mo Ling's expression was as calm as ever, and he didn't feel anything was wrong. He actually had no intention of targeting this person, but the Great Sun Thunder Palace had targeted the Sanqing Immortal Palace in Cangdi Cave, so naturally he would not give the Great Sun Thunder Palace any face.
The God of the Sun, Thunder Palace, must pay a heavy price.
The disciple of the Great Sun God's Thunder Palace suddenly raised his head, his face full of anger, and said: "Mo Ling, you are going too far!"
"I don't want to say the same thing a second time, don't give you a chance and don't cherish it." Mo Ling said lightly. This was to remind the man to leave voluntarily and not to ask for trouble.
"Ren Han, what happened?" A strong man from the Great Sun God's Thunder Palace asked Bai Renhan.
"In the Cangdi Cave, we had some friction with the Sanqing Immortal Palace. Mo Ling was filled with hatred and is now taking revenge." Bai Renhan said solemnly.
The strong man's eyes suddenly flashed with lightning, and he was extremely majestic. He snorted coldly: "What a Mo Lingzi, I remember it."
At this time, Mo Ling turned his eyes and looked in the direction of Ice Palace, and said with a faint smile: "I thought that there were people in Ice Palace who could reach the top eight, but unfortunately it didn't work as expected. Otherwise, I would have been with Ice Palace.
The genius has passed."
As soon as this sentence was said, the expressions of the crowd changed again. What did Mo Ling mean?
Mo Lishang's expression suddenly turned cold. Did he provoke him?
Soon some people who reacted quickly understood its meaning, and their expressions suddenly became particularly exciting. Mo Ling's words seemed to be nothing, but in fact they were a provocation to the Ice Palace, mocking the fact that no one can leave the Ice Palace.
If he reaches the top eight, otherwise, he will challenge the people from the Ice Palace as his opponents.
It can also be seen from this point that Mo Ling's hatred for the Ice Palace is deeper than the Thunder Palace of the Great Sun God. He only chose the Thunder Palace of the Great Sun God because there was no one in the Ice Palace.
Speaking of which, the Great Sun God's Thunder Palace saved the Ice Palace from disaster, but Mo Ling's words just now also severely humiliated the Ice Palace.
"If you have the chance, avenge me." Mo Lishang stared at Mo Ling coldly and whispered.
His words were naturally heard by Qin Xuan. Among them, only Qin Xuan entered the top three seats and was qualified to participate in the finals.
"I will." Qin Xuan nodded solemnly, even if Mo Lishang didn't say anything, he would not let the people of Sanqing Immortal Palace go.
Mo Ling stepped forward, and endless bright fairy light diffused from the space around him, covering the vast and endless area. The space became extremely dazzling, and the seven-color fairy light shot down like sharp arrows, like thousands of arrows.
, and went to kill the disciples of the Thunder Palace of the Great Sun God.
The disciple's heart was filled with rage, and regardless of the fact that his opponent was the Son of God, he suddenly grabbed his hand forward, and a huge thunder hammer appeared in his hand, and the destructive thunder power exploded out, smashing the arrows into pieces.
But there were so many arrows, some of them still hit him and penetrated his body.
"Pfft." The disciple couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. He raised his head and glanced at the arrows that were still falling, and immediately shouted: "I surrender."
As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic power of the avenue appeared above his head, turning into an invisible light curtain. When the arrows landed on the light curtain, they were all broken and disappeared.
The disciple's hanging heart finally dropped. He looked at Song Ming with a horrified expression, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior, for your help."
The person who took action just now was naturally Song Ming.
"You have given up, so I can save your life." Song Ming replied calmly, with a calm tone, as if he had just done an insignificant thing.
"I still have to thank you, senior." The disciple bowed and thanked him again. Song Ming did not refuse and allowed him to do so.
Mo Ling frowned slightly and glanced at Song Ming with some displeasure. Even if the man admitted defeat, Song Ming didn't have to take action. Standing on the battlefield was a life-or-death battle, and everyone had their destiny.
Whether or not to take action depends entirely on Song Ming's mood.
But Song Ming took action, which seemed to be a slap in his face. After all, he had previously shown his disdain for the Great Sun Thunder Palace in public, but at this time Song Ming took action to save the disciples of the Great Sun Thunder Palace, even if
If you don't care, others will think too much.
What's more, given what kind of character Song Ming is, every move he makes is not random and must have deep meaning.
In fact, Mo Ling's guess was not wrong. Song Ming did intend to save the disciple in order to fight back against Sanqing Immortal Palace.
He knew that the Lord of Desolation was at odds with the Lord of Sanqing Immortal Palace, and had had conflicts before. However, due to the lack of face, he could only turn a blind eye when it was revealed in person.
And just as that disciple took the initiative to admit defeat, he had reason to come to the rescue. This was within the scope of the rules. Even if Sanqing Immortal Palace knew that it was being targeted, it couldn't say anything.
Then the crowd's eyes fell on other battle stages. The battles on each battle stage were fierce. Everyone tried their best to shine their own light, hoping that more people could see their dazzling side. Maybe there would be a chance.
Entering the top three is also unknown.
On one of the battle platforms, a burly figure stood upright, his body filled with extremely tyrannical demonic energy. He had a pair of red pupils, which was extremely terrifying. He had a pair of bloody wings spread out behind him, looking like a demon god coming to the world.
It makes people feel trembling just by looking at it.
"What kind of monster is that? It seems to be rare." Someone asked doubtfully. With red pupils and blood-colored wings, there was no such monster in his knowledge.
"It is the peerless ferocious beast Suanni. This kind of monster has existed in ancient times. It is ferocious in nature. Because its bloodline is too strong and its race is rare, it is difficult to continue. It is almost extinct now. Unexpectedly, in the demon realm
There are actually descendants of him." An insider explained, with a tone of disbelief in his tone.
Qin Xuan's eyes flashed when he heard the man's words, and he immediately sent a message to Mr. Fen: "Old Fen, do you know about this kind of monster?"
"It's a joke, don't I know?" Old Fen said in a disdainful tone, "The Suanni tribe actually has many branches, and the most powerful one is the three-eyed Suanni tribe, which has three pupils and six arms, and has a long back.
With its two wings, it can soar in the sky, and its speed is not inferior to that of the golden-winged roc, the king of the sky. It had a terrible reputation in ancient times, and even the dragon clan did not want to encounter it."
"So, this monster is more powerful than the Dragon Clan?" Qin Xuan opened his mouth, unable to believe what he heard. In his impression, the Dragon Clan is the most powerful race in the world of monsters, even the Phoenix Clan.
They are both inferior to the Peng Clan, but I didn’t expect that the Suanni Clan was stronger than the Dragon Clan.
"That's not true." Mr. Fen shook his head and said, "The Dragon Clan also has many branches, some are powerful and some are ordinary. Among them, the powerful Dragon Clan is not afraid of the three-eyed Suanni."
"That's it." Qin Xuan suddenly realized that his thoughts were narrow-minded.
"The biggest flaw of the Suanyi tribe is that their reproductive ability is too weak. This has been the case since ancient times. Therefore, there are very few monsters in that tribe. Some branches in Luxu became extinct very early. The more powerful the ones, the sooner they will be extinct.
, only those with weak bloodline power can survive."
Fen Lao spoke slowly and said: "What you see in front of you comes from an extremely ordinary branch of the Suanyi tribe. He only inherited part of his innate abilities, such as the wings on his back."
Qin Xuan nodded thoughtfully. Although it was just an extremely common branch, it still seemed extraordinary today. Being named one of the Eight Young Masters showed how tyrannical the Suanni tribe was in ancient times.