Chapter 582 Dragon-level magic image

  Change perception?

   Emperor Shi Tian was startled, what kind of things would he dare to say that would change the world’s cognition? Yidi Shitian's vision was a little unimaginable, and then he couldn't help laughing.

  Sister, is this...infected by that fascinated and confident Wang Feng?

  Boom! Quack quack...

  The sound of the mechanical roulette wringing, before the little joke in Di Shitian's mind was finished, the corresponding iron gate passage in the south side of the arena had been slowly opened, that was the passage of roses.

  The cheers all over the room quieted a little at this time.

  Boom rumble...

  The heavy iron gate is constantly being raised and raised, revealing the dark and dark passage.

  A pair of playful, sympathetic, curious, and expectant gazes gathered at that position.

  Facing the dragon-class Saint Son and the Four Horsemen of Light, what kind of cards can Rose play?

  A bunch of ghosts? Or is there a dragon to support the scene?

  哐哐!

  The sound of the iron door noose fixed, the arena calmed down, and countless wide-open eyes probed the passage area, only to find...there was no one inside?

  The scene solidified for about a few seconds, and many people in the west stand couldn't help laughing out loud.

   "Nobody?" Brother Fu Changkong looked at each other and smiled.

  Zhao Feiyuan was already unable to restrain the smile on his face, he laughed out loud, “Is the magic track train late? It’s okay, we can wait!”

  The ridiculous voice seemed to arouse the collective emotions of those people in the rear. The roar of laughter of countless people broke out from Mangalam's, Royal Beast Sanctuary.

   "Hahaha, flee without a fight, this is their belief? This is what they call the spirit of Rose?"

   "I didn't even dare to play, I thought they would at least show up!"

   "In the face of the five dragons, when have those country guys seen such a scene? I really want to come out, I'm afraid it is not to pee on my pants! Hahaha!"

   Unwilling laughter echoed.

   Frankly speaking, at this moment, all those who support Rose are conflicted in their hearts.

  They never want the rose to fall without a fight, but at the same time, they also know that this battle will be defeated, and they don’t want to watch those young people they love get frustrated here...

  Leave aside, those temple disciples in the back row, Famil, Su Yue, Patu and others all gritted their teeth and squeezed their fists.

  They are aggrieved, uncomfortable, but helpless, facing those ridicules...wait!

   A faint aura spread out from the empty passage, swaying open the hustle and bustle at the door like a breeze, rolling up a little dust, as if the cold passage brought a bit of heavy oppression.

  The laughter around   was a little bit smaller at this time, then became smaller in the strange atmosphere and influence, and finally tended to be quiet.

  Da, da, da, da, da, da...

  It was a clear and dense footsteps, more than one person, more than four or five people, but as if there was a group of people.

   really come?

  Regardless of the emotions just now, those who support Rose suddenly feel refreshed.

  Di Shitian’s face showed a trace of playfulness, Ye Motian narrowed his eyes slightly, and the faces of Wangfeng irons such as Kunlin and Aragorn showed a trace of expectation. Her Majesty the Mermaid's face was still cold and frosty.

  All eyes gathered curiously towards the cold passage.

   Soon, a bunch of human figures appeared in the dim passage. A rough count, at least eight or nine or even more than ten.

  Like the son Roy, those people also stopped slightly in the passage.

  The scene was completely quiet, but unlike Roy, this group of people didn't seem to have any plans to whet everyone's appetite in it.

  A lazy voice quickly sounded from the mouth of the passage.

   "Brothers, go!"

   gave an order, as if an incredible group of things had been released.

  Boom!

  In an instant, a gust of wind swept at the entrance of the passage, and the air wave was overwhelming!

   The surging soul pressure rushed out of the passage, just like the real energy shot out of the soul crystal cannon, rolling up a huge shock wave, and instantly blasting the audience.

  The rushing air wave rolled back, like a violent wind, blowing the cloak of the holy son who was standing in the middle of the arena.

  It is not only the airflow, but there is also a strong murderous in the soul pressure, and the whistling wind actually contains the piercing sound of Jin Ge, as if it were a group of killing gods who had just walked out of the Asura field!

Roy's pupils shrank slightly, and the faces of the four chief knights behind him suddenly condensed. Facing the threatening aura, he subconsciously felt like he wanted to defend.

  Compared with the shock and courage that they brought to everyone when they came out just now, the coercion and aura that came out of that channel at this time were actually much more powerful!

  In the surrounding stands, except for those strong who have already set foot on the dragon level, everyone else was almost suffocated by the terrifying coercion at this moment.

   Terrible and tyrannical!

  There was no sound in the arena. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, Wang Feng took the lead and walked out.

  He didn't have any manifestations of Fa, but he also didn't have the feeling of spirit power overflowing when he was at the top of the ghost, as if he was an ordinary person, with his hands behind his back, walking in the forefront in a leisurely courtyard.

  Many people are startled, not a dragon? Did you feel wrong just now?

   can follow...

Hei Wukai came out behind Wang Feng, a faint Shura Faxiang shrouded,'Asura' in fact does not specifically refer to a single race, but a kind of Tao, a combination of good and evil, the Dark Demon Island at the beginning The Asura **** in the Temple of Six Paths of Reincarnation is like a half-faced Yaksha and half-faced sea dragon. But at this time, Hei Wukai’s Asura image is half-faced Yaksha and half-faced human. Although the shape of the image is different, there is a kind of inner goodness. The mixed breath of evil **** remains unchanged, like yin and yang, like a law descending, born in the palm of one hand, and held dead in the other!

  Dragon!

   Ye Motian's eyes were slightly fixed, and immediately gleamed.

  He never doubted Hei Wukai’s talent, but he never thought that Hei Wukai would have the opportunity to break through this obstacle before he turned 30, and he also directly condensed the Asura Dharma! This…

  But this is obviously just the beginning.

  Followed by was a cold white tiger, whose eyes were like two copper bells shining brightly like two stars in the sky.

Famil in the stands covered her mouth excitedly. Her background in Aurora City is not bad, but to be honest, she really never thought that she could marry a dragon-level powerhouse, Fantasy, that once The lie that was ignored by everyone in the Rose Temple, now actually...

  Beside the white tiger of Fantsina, there is a great image of the sun!

  The hot white flames are shining on her body, burning blazingly, so dazzling, people don't dare to look directly, not to look closely, it seems to be a small sun moving!

  Li Tongtian and Li Xuanyuan's mouths were almost too open to close together, that is...the little girl? I rub, dragon level? This is too dazzling! The Li family has developed very well in the alliance over the years, and its prestige is very high. Many people think that it is the credit of the Eight Tigers of the Li family, but in fact, only the real Li family talents such as Li Tongtian and Li Xuanyuan know that the Li family never meets. When it comes to really tricky things, the old man still has to do it.

The dragon rank, the ghost peak, seems to be a step away, but no matter the real strength or deterrence, the difference between the two is tens of thousands of miles. The old man's body has been deteriorating in the past two years, and it is really getting worse and worse, but Li Tongtian and Li Xuanyuan, the strongest of the Eight Tigers, have yet to reach the threshold of the Dragon Rank. This is what the old man has always worried about the most. He is worried that if one day he falls, it will be the tall building of the Li family. When it collapsed, after all, the Li family had too many strong enemies over the years, but I didn't expect that... the little girl was suddenly a dragon?

and many more!

  Li Tongtian’s slightly moist eyes suddenly glared. It was only half a year. How did it feel that the little girl’s film grew a lot higher, and the childishness on her face was much less, even her chest... Is this, is this hormone taking? There will be no sequelae, right? !

  Pluto Dharma! If the little sun next to him is too dazzling, then the Pluto is too dark, and the pair of huge eyes are like two circular black holes, deep and distant, as if they can swallow everything.

  Magic image of the devil! The black electric current seemed to turn into a thunder gun around him, his red hair was standing upside down, floating in the air, the blue face, fangs and glaring eyes were like a demon coming to the world.

Gui Zhicai’s eyes gleamed. Among the six elders of the Dark Demon Island, he was the most leisurely a few years ago. Most of the disciples on the island were taught by him. Momosan and De Broglie are his favorites. Qing is out of the blue trend, but Gui Zhicai never thought that these two people would surpass himself so quickly, only half a year, Dragon Rank?

  Australian gods! The arcane energy that can be compatible with all things surrounds the beautiful mermaid, and the golden bells jingle between the swinging arms, which is like a fairy music singing and fascinating.

A faint smile finally appeared on the icy face of the mermaid queen. This was probably the only real good news after losing the Sky Soul Orb six months ago. But Sayerona, who was next to Her Majesty, looked already. Suddenly become card white. Mermaid has always respected strength. Clara has advanced to the dragon level at such a young age and tied to Wang Feng. Behind Wang Feng are the whales and eight tribes... It can be said that regardless of strength or influence, Clara is destined to be the only Queen. The heir to her, she is the eldest princess, and when the battle in the holy city is over, it's probably time to abdicate and become virtuous.

  Tian Luo Faxiang! The dense cobwebs are shining with silver light, seemingly small, but very deep. When you look closely, the cobwebs can become infinitely large in your eyes, like a sky swallowing the sky and the earth, and people can't help falling from it. Go in!

  Long Xiang's face was gloomy.

More than half a year ago, he gave orders to Marpel through various methods to steal all the information of the ghost class. Although the things that he showed to him turned out to be useless, he was still perfunctory. At that time, he was suspicious. Marpel was loyal, but since half a year ago, the woman suddenly disappeared, and she could not be contacted anyway. A few days ago, Tianwangfeng and others returned from overseas, and the spies of the Nine Gods contacted Marpel the first time. The result that can be obtained is... the four spies who were in charge of contacting Marpel, including two Mi, were all gone.

There is no doubt that these people must have been killed, and Marpel has rebelled. There is no doubt about this. He also thought that after Wang Feng and others finished the holy war, he would find Marpel to settle the ledger, but he didn't expect it. …Dragon rank, Marpel has already advanced to the dragon rank? To assassinate a dragon-level powerhouse in the blade's turf, that is simply impossible for the power that Long Xiang controls, it's hateful and hateful! It seems that if you want to eliminate the traitors, you can only make plans after returning to the Nine Gods.

  Vajra image! The golden light shines, the benevolent monk, sitting cross-legged, there is no sadness or joy, but if the king is angry, one palm can set the world!

  Thunder God! The blue skin is full of spiral thunder patterns, and it is impossible to engrave it if it is a magical work of heaven and earth. The crackling electric current, the shining thunder hammer, and the shining horns of thunder light, like the legendary Lei Zun who lays electricity in the air!

The people of Longyue and Sakoman were stunned, and what followed was ecstasy. In these years, any favors and friendships are not enough to give you real strength. Just attack the dragons of Chopin and Gule. At the first level, Longyue and Sakoman are destined to be completely **** with Rose.

one two three four…

  Holy Lord is a person who has seen the world. Even if Long Kang suddenly appeared here today, he couldn’t make any waves in his eyes, but at this moment...

  Nine?

  Holy Lord’s eyes suddenly showed a bitterness, nine dragon ranks? ?

how can that be? It is impossible to forge the Fa-images, not to mention the imposing and aura displayed by these nine people, absolutely can't be faked at all, these are the nine real dragon-levels!

  However, most of these people did not even reach the ghost level a year ago, and when they returned from the Dark Demon Island half a year ago to shock the Alliance, they were just a mere ghost.

  In just six months, how can these people reach the dragon rank?

  Nine people followed Wang Feng and walked to the center of the arena. Wang Feng smiled and stood in front of Saint Roy. The nine dragons behind him also stopped at the same time.

  Rose Kowloon!

  After a short silence, the arena burst into cheers!

Although there are many direct descendants of the holy city around this stand, and there have been many voices who have cheered the holy city before, at least half of them are neutral factions. But seeing the holy city dispatched five dragons, I feel that Rose does not have the slightest chance of winning. The situation is compelling, the general trend is like this, except for the real irons of roses, no one will offend the holy city at this time.

  But at this moment, when the nine dragons of Rose followed behind Wang Feng and appeared on the field...

  These are nine dragons! Nowadays, all the forces in the mainland, except the Nine Gods and the Eight Tribes, which single force can put together a lineup of nine dragon ranks? Not to mention the blade, the Blade Alliance is just a collection of many forces. It is as strong as the current holy city. Apart from the holy master, the holy child and the four knight commanders under the field, there is no seventh dragon rank. Even if it can be called, That doesn't belong to your holy city, but the rose...

Frankly speaking, the four holy light knights have been famous for a long time. Perhaps most people would not believe that they would lose to these children, but when the nine dragons of Rose appeared, their meaning was no longer just The outcome of this battle is the question. Who dares to ignore a force that can cultivate nine dragon ranks in one year? Who is qualified to ignore it?

  Break through the secret of dragon level, now even if Rose says they don’t have one, no one believes it!

  Not only the Holy Lord was shocked, everyone present at this time felt almost a complete cognitive subversion.

  In the stands, there are many supporters of Rose, and even many who were originally neutral, and even cheered for the holy city before. Everyone couldn't help roaring and cheering at this time.

  "Rose King Peak! Rose King Peak! Rose King Peak!"

  The huge sound waves were overwhelmed one by one, reverberating in this huge arena.

  A faint smile appeared on Wang Feng’s face, his gaze skipped directly from the face of the saint son Roy in front of him, and he lifted up slightly, looking in the direction of the saint master Luo Ji and Thunder Dragon.

In the past year, the ghost class was established and the rose rose, recruiting rose disciples from all over the continent, unknowingly, permeating and spreading the spirit of rose everywhere, and various reforms related to rose have been ranked by many. The temples at the back vie for imitating, and they are all beginning to be effective.

Especially in the past six months, the eight tribes’ defiance to Rose, coupled with the full support of the whale tribe and mermaids, has long since ceased to be the small character who needed to breathe in the holy city. Regarding seniority, as far as strength is concerned, Rose has stood on the same line as the Holy City again, and even the Emperor Shitian behind it is even stronger than the Holy City!

   A complicated look flashed in the eyes of the Holy Master, but his face was still so light and breezy, as if Wang Feng and the nine dragons behind him had already been expected by the Holy Master.

  He stood up, his seemingly turbid eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Today's battle will determine the next candidate for the Holy Lord!"

There was a slight silence in the surrounding stands. This was already widely circulated news before the war, but at this time, when it was personally spoken from the mouth of the Holy Master, the meaning was naturally very different. After sitting down, this matter is only one aspect. , On the other hand, it also brought back many people who were shocked by the nine dragons of Rose just now.

  What about the nine dragons? The holy lord still has the confidence and certainty to kill them. After all, it is the commander of the four great knights off the field. The shortest time to set foot in the dragon rank is also more than 20 years. Is it that this group has just passed the dragon rank without knowing any method? Of young people can be compared?

Just listen to the Holy Lord continuing to say indifferently: "The rules are very simple. Both sides have five people each. Five games and three wins. Both admit defeat or death are considered failures. If there is a tie, the first three winners will win. Please witness!"

  Simple rules, Xiao Feng’s taste.

  Nine dragon ranks, this is really a big deal, but what about it, winning or losing, five people are enough! As the saint son, as the future saint master, demeanor is required.

  The corner of Saint Son Roy's mouth was slightly raised, and a smile appeared: "Wang Feng..."

   Before he finished speaking, he saw Wang Feng and did not look at him at all. Instead, he turned his head and looked around the stands. A strong voice rang: "The people of the blade, the friends of the blade, please listen to me!"

  Roy's face condensed slightly.

"I am Wang Feng! Today's battle is a battle for the succession of the Holy Lord, but it is also a battle for all the temple disciples who yearn for freedom, democracy, and development. It is a battle for all mankind and human friends!" Wang Feng's voice was thick and vigorous. Entrapped by his spirit power, it clearly spread to every corner of the audience. In such an occasion and at such a time, he ignored not only the son Roy, but also the holy master Luo Ji on the stage.

  No, this is more than just ignoring.

  (End of this chapter)