Xiang Daolong only used one blow to forcefully kill three people who were at the peak of the eighth level of Yuanhuang. Although the remaining four were still alive, they were vomiting blood, their internal organs were all displaced, and they were extremely weak.
In their current state, I am afraid that any top Yuanhuang ninth-level powerhouse can easily understand them, let alone a terrifying existence like Xiang Daolong?
They all looked at Xiang Daolong with fear, their hearts were pounding, and a sense of fear filled their bodies.
"We promise not to compete with you for the spot. We just ask you to let us live, okay?" one of them said in a trembling voice, with a hint of prayer in his tone.
In order to obtain the ultimate glory, he did not hesitate to lower his posture.
Everyone who can enter Wangtian Tower has something extraordinary, but now that he can do this, it can be said that he has abandoned his own dignity and pride, which shows that he is really risking his life.
No matter what the cost, just to survive.
Xiang Daolong's eyes showed a trace of amusement, and he turned back to look at Peng Jing, as if asking the latter what he meant.
However, Peng Jing seemed to have not heard the man's words, his face was extremely indifferent, and he said lightly: "It would be too fanciful to have the strength of an ant to enter the top ten. Although I can sweep the whole field, I will not violate it."
According to the rules of the phantom killing field, only the strong can stay until the end, and you are not qualified yet!"
With the power that Peng Jing controls at this time, he can completely control everyone in the Phantom Killing Field, ignoring the rules of the Phantom Killing Field. Whoever he wants to enter the top ten will be allowed to enter, and no one dares to disobey his will.
However, he did not do this, simply because this is a phantom killing field and a sky-watching tower.
Even though he is the descendant of a saint, he should not despise the rules of the phantom killing field. He knows that everything that happens in the phantom killing field is under the surveillance of others, and all his actions are secretly watched. If he completely follows the rules
If you act on your own ideas, what will be the consequences?
He didn't know, and he didn't dare to take the risk.
Fortunately, individual rankings were determined based on strength. As for who was stronger, he could tell at a glance.
In this way, the controller of the phantom killing field should not say much.
After Peng Jing's words fell, the expressions of the four people suddenly turned pale as paper, and their whole bodies trembled slightly. Are they going to stop here?
"Xiang Daolong, what are you waiting for?" An arrogant voice came out, and it was Peng Yuxuan who spoke.
"Understood." Xiang Daolong nodded, and then his expression suddenly became as sharp as lightning, his eyes released a terrifying thunder, and there seemed to be endless lightning flowing all over his body, making a hissing sound, like a terrifying statue.
The God of Thunder pressed towards the four people with a force that destroyed the world.
"Run away!" one of them shouted, without any hesitation, he ran away in a certain direction.
Under such power, no one can survive.
The expressions of the other three people changed drastically, and they also shot in different directions, at extremely fast speeds, just to survive.
"Where to escape?" A snort of laughter came from Xiang Daolong's mouth. He slapped his palm forward suddenly, and a huge thunder mountain appeared in the void. On the thunder mountain, destructive thunder power was flowing, and purple thunder was radiant.
Incomparably dazzling.
At this moment, rays of lightning shot out from the Thunder Mountain, overwhelming the sky and covering the space, and quickly chased the three people.
The three people felt the crisis coming, and their feet were a little faster. However, the speed of lightning was so fast that it descended above their heads in the blink of an eye, and fell down with a terrifying force, trying to kill them directly.
"No..." The three of them looked up in horror, and saw a flash of lightning continuously enlarging in their pupils, which was so dazzling that they could hardly open their eyes.
Along with the violent rumbling sound, three rays of lightning penetrated the bodies of the three people at the same time like sharp swords, and then spread quickly, sweeping the surrounding space and completely annihilating the bodies of the three people.
After a while, the lightning slowly dissipated, and the figures of the three people disappeared.
"This..." Some of the people watching from a distance were trembling at this moment, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Another blow, and another extremely powerful gesture to crush the four people, so similar to the previous scene.
Some people can't help but wonder, in Xiang Daolong's eyes, is there no difference at all between the ninth and eighth levels of Emperor Yuan?
They all kill with one blow, there is not much difference.
The crowd looked at the majestic figure like a thunder god from a distance, and they couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in their hearts. Although they were all the proud sons of heaven, there was still a huge gap between them, which was so huge that it was despairing.
Xiang Daolong is the difference between heaven and earth to them, while Pengjing and Peng Yuxuan are at a higher level.
It's hard for them to imagine that Xiang Daolong is already so powerful, but he is still willing to follow Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan. They don't need to do anything, someone will do everything for them. Is this the style of a peerless monster?
If you have a good background, you will win everything from the beginning.
Xiang Daolong's figure flashed, and he returned to Peng Jing's side in the blink of an eye. He cupped his fists and said, "Young Master Peng, are you still satisfied?"
It seemed ridiculous that a person at the ninth level of the Yuanhuang Realm spoke so politely to someone at the eighth level. However, the people around him didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Instead, they took it as a matter of course.
Because the person he was facing was Peng Jing, the descendant of Saint Dapeng.
"Good job." Peng Jing smiled and nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and his words naturally exuded the aura of a superior.
"It's just a trivial matter, it's not worth mentioning!" Xiang Daolong said with cupped hands, his tone was quite casual, as if what he just did was just an insignificant thing in his opinion.
"After leaving Wangtian Que, I will personally ask my father to let you practice with me and become my confidant." Peng Jing looked at Xiang Daolongdao.
After saying these words, the expressions of the other three people changed slightly. Peng Jing actually promised Xiang Daolong to become his confidant so quickly!
I saw a dazzling brilliance shooting out of Xiang Daolong's eyes, as if he was particularly excited, and he immediately bowed to Peng Jing and said: "Thank you so much, Master Peng, for your appreciation. Xiang will definitely obey Master Peng's orders, and he will never back down!
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Xiang Daolong comes from the Lightning Peng Clan, and the Lightning Peng Clan is a branch of the Lei Peng Clan. Their bloodline is much thinner than that of the Lei Peng Clan, and they are only considered a second-rate demon clan in the Peng Territory.
The Lei Peng Clan can be ranked among the first-class demon clan, but compared with the Six-winged Purple Gold Peng Clan, it is still much inferior. By comparison, you can see how big the gap is between the Lightning Peng Clan and the Six-winged Purple Gold Peng Clan.
, just like the difference between heaven and earth.
Xiang Daolong is a leader among the younger generation of the Lightning Peng tribe, and he is the most talented person in the past five hundred years. Many elders in the tribe have placed high hopes on him, hoping that he can shoulder the great responsibility of making the Lightning Peng tribe rise.
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Therefore, Xiang Daolong took the opportunity of Mr. Jinpeng's wedding to enter the world and practice spiritual practice, and came to Wangtian Que, where the geniuses gathered, in order to find a strong backer to help him grow rapidly.
He knew very well that if he only relied on the cultivation resources within his clan, his achievements would be very limited. He had to rely on an ancient demon clan and borrow the resources of other clans to practice in order to realize his grand plan of reviving the Lightning Peng clan.
And Pengjing is undoubtedly an excellent choice.
The six-winged purple-gold prince of the Peng clan has outstanding talents, and his cultivation level is not much different from his own. If he can practice with him, his cultivation level will surely improve rapidly, and his future achievements will be limitless.
This is the real reason why Xiang Daolong is willing to follow Peng Jing!
Use Pengjing's identity to make yourself stronger and let the Lightning Peng clan rise against the trend!
Peng Jing glanced at Xiang Daolong. He actually understood what Peng Jing was thinking, but he didn't care. There is a price to pay for cultivating a confidant. As a six-winged purple golden roc prince, these costs are too important to him.
What does it count?
Peng Yuxuan glanced at the other three people with her beautiful eyes at this time, and said lightly: "It's the same with you. As long as you serve us sincerely, you can stay with us in the future, have all the training resources you need, and you can also enjoy superior treatment!"
"What the princess said is that we will fight to the death!" the three said in unison, their tone seemed extremely firm. How could they miss such a good thing?
At this moment, Peng Jing glanced around, and with his power of perception, he easily found that there were many people around him secretly observing the situation here.
However, he didn't have the time to look for them one by one.
"I am Peng Jing, the ninth prince of the Six-Winged Purple Gold Peng Clan, and I have given my order. Within half an hour, everyone in the phantom killing field will come here. Anyone who disobeys my order will be killed without mercy!" Peng Jing said loudly, this voice
It resounds through the vast space like the divine thunder of the Nine Heavens, constantly floating out into the distance, allowing people from very far away to hear it.
The moment Peng Jing's voice fell, the hearts of the people around him suddenly shook violently, and their faces were extremely ugly. Peng Jing, are you going to hit them all in one fell swoop?
If you ask them to take the initiative, isn't this asking them to die?
As expected of the six-winged purple-gold prince of the Peng clan, he behaved arrogantly and unreasonably, but they had no room for resistance. Peng Jing had already warned that anyone who dared to disobey his orders would be killed without mercy.
If you go, you may die, but if you don't go, you will definitely die.
Now, it seems that there is only one choice before them, take the initiative and follow Peng Jing's arrangements.
Although this seems a bit weak and incompetent, in the face of such power, they can only bow their heads, otherwise they will not escape the fate of being eliminated. Who of the people who come here don't want to live to the end?
Even if there is only the last glimmer of hope left, they still want to give it a try.
Pengjing looked at Xiang Daolong and the other four people again, and ordered: "Go and monitor the surroundings to see if anyone is disobeying orders. Once discovered, kill them immediately!"
"Yes!" The four of them nodded at the same time, then walked in one direction and left.
Although all four major helpers were sent out, there was no wave on Peng Jing's face. He was as calm as ever, and this calmness came from his confidence in his own strength.
Even if there are only two of them here, no one would dare to act presumptuously!