N-A-A Chapter 1000
Chapter 1000
"Shu, you beast, do you have the right to speak?"
Guan Canghai cursed loudly. If the Pope had not protected this bear thing, he would have chopped it alive with a 40-meter-long sword.
Marshal Xiong was extremely stable. When he went out, he represented his master's face. He glanced at Guan Canghai lightly and said with a smile: "Tsk."
"Your Excellency is not as well-mannered as a beast like me."
For a moment, Guan Canghai was speechless and furious.
The other party called him a beast, so how could he refute?
Marshal Xiong pointed at the seven blood demon extraordinary knights and coughed dryly: "My master said, aren't they just seven pieces of trash? He agreed to this bet."
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.
The faces of the powerful people such as Emperor Canglong changed. Who couldn't see that there was something fishy about the seven blood demon knights on the opposite side? They haven't spoken yet. Can they just agree to this casually?
Once the righteous side's extraordinary people are defeated by the seven blood demon knights again,
not to mention that seven extraordinary people will die before the battle, and secondly, their reputation and morale will suffer another severe blow. If their morale is weakened, how can they resist later?
The battle line will surely collapse.
"No."
Mang Bulu shook his head: "The intention of this blood demon leader is obvious, we must not fall into his trap."
Lin Dingtian also did not support the gambling battle. The other party came prepared, and the chance of winning was too small.
The Phoenix Queen said to herself, "It would be great if Luo Fanchen was here."
"Hahaha."
Guan Canghai sneered at the sound, his expression mocking:
"What's the use of him coming? He's too young and his cultivation is too weak. Even a fifth-level transcendent will probably be dealt with by these ghost knights. Who knows where he's hiding."
The White Tiger Emperor said, "This kid is quite cunning. He knew we would not let him go, so he hid in advance. Haha, he'd better not show up."
On the side of the righteous, no one supported Xiong Dashuai's statement.
Only the Pope calmed down his rising aura after hearing the sound, and said in a loud voice:
"Okay, this Pope makes a bet."
"What his master means is what this Pope means."
Seeing that Di Weiyang's attitude changed so easily because of a mysterious person.
The expressions of the Phoenix Queen and the other strong men were slightly moved,
even the Blood Demon Cult Leader became a little curious.
Whatever he said, Di Weiyang would not listen. Whose words were so effective?
Could it be that someone really had a way to deal with his seven knights of the Blood Demon?
No,
Impossible.
"Since the Pope is so confident, let's start."
The Blood Demon Cult Leader and Di Weiyang attacked at the same time. In the center of the grand battlefield, a grand arena was condensed by divine power. Half of it was shining with golden light, and the other half was rolling with black air. The square arena with a length and width of nearly a thousand meters came into the eyes of the world.
The righteous masters such as the Prison Sect Leader became a little anxious.
The Pope was confused.
The opponent seemed to be seven extraordinary knights of the Blood Demon, but in fact, it was unknown how many soul masters and soul beasts were sacrificed and fused, and how much high-level weird power was instilled. Since the opponent dared to say that anyone below the fifth level of the righteous path could participate in the battle, it meant that he was sure to win.
Why fight a game that is destined to lose?
Even Marshal Xiong shuddered when he noticed the cold eyes of the seven blood demon knights. My goodness, these seven monsters are a bit scary.
However, when he sensed that there seemed to be countless soul beasts roaring in their bodies, Marshal Xiong's face became ugly and ferocious, "Assholes!"
"They keep saying it's for justice, how many soul beasts have they cruelly slaughtered."
"These beasts!"
"Boom!"
On the golden and black arena, a half-man, half-centipede monster appeared extraordinary, with blood-red cuts all over his body. When he opened his eyes, he actually had pale eyeballs, releasing a broken light.
"Bang, bang, I am the Thousand Eyes Knight, all the ants please come quickly to die!"
Di Weiyang said nothing.
The Phoenix Queen asked in a clear voice: "Which extraordinary person below the fifth level will come forward to fight?"
The clear voice of the question resounded throughout the battlefield.
King Tianwu was emotional, but his cultivation had surpassed the fifth level for many years.
The extraordinary people of the third and fourth levels were full of fear and unsure in their hearts.
This included Yang Nie, a commoner from the Shenxiao Sect who had just broken through to the extraordinary level.
He stared at the high-altitude arena with a bitter mouth.
He was not afraid of death, but afraid of losing. Just by feeling the breath, he knew he was not an opponent.
"Master, are you going to make a move?"
Marshal Xiong was in high spirits, but he sent a message to his master, but there was no response at all.
"Ah?"
He secretly observed over and found that Luo Fanchen's eyes were blank, standing there blankly, absent-minded, not knowing what he was doing, and suddenly panicked.
What's going on? ?
Luo Fanchen was indeed caught up in another matter.Before the first thirty breaths, he sensed a weak mental fluctuation.
If his soul power had not already broken through to the extraordinary level, he would have ignored this mental fluctuation, which gave him a sense of déjà vu.
Luo Fanchen followed the mental fluctuation,
and it came from the terrifying ten-headed beast king whose combat power was suspected to have reached the semi-god level.
He had already suspected the other party's identity before, but he really couldn't believe that when they met again, the other party's strength could break through to such a level.
When he tried to communicate with the weak divine thought,
he found it difficult to establish a connection, because this wisp of soul consciousness, like a dying old man, was so weak that it could dissipate at any time, as if it was only relying on a persistent will to maintain it with difficulty.
It seemed that it was just trying to hold on to a wisp of obsession, eager to see Luo Fanchen again, and it should disappear after the meeting.
"No!"
"I've been looking for you!"
"You can't leave!"
Luo Fanchen's heart tightened, and the power of his soul was continuously transmitted to that wisp of divine thought, and he tried to make it revitalize and regain consciousness.
He couldn't care about anything else for a while.
At the same time,
In the Blood Demon Cult camp, the ten beast kings closed their eyes to rest, and the strange black shadow standing on his shoulder sneered coldly: "Good boy, good boy, your father will take you to kill in a while!"
"Slaughter a million people, and you can reshape the flesh and blood body of this continent for your father and complete the great cause!"
"Boom!"
Three places behind the four legions, almost at the same time, burst out with rich power of heaven and earth.
One place has a high Buddha light and a lingering Sanskrit sound.
One place is dark and dark, and death is everywhere.
The last place has pupil light that penetrates the sky and the earth, and the pupil power shines in the sky.
The space is torn apart, and three figures step out at the same time and rush straight to the ring.
"Amitabha, I am late."
Emperor Chenyao was wearing a purple-gold cassock, holding a chicken leg in his left hand and a wine pot in his right hand, chanting "sins, sins", with three strange relics surrounding him.
Gui Miesheng was wearing black armor, with a ghostly aura, dark pupils, and a sense of death: "Son of Darkness, please fight!"
The last one had a pair of crystal pupils, and the sky eye between his eyebrows seemed to have the shadow of the world shattered, and the power of heaven and earth surged together: "Secret Sect Three Consciousness Fairy Child, please fight!"