Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 845 The Tragic Son
After the loud noise, crazy energy burst out everywhere.

The entire martial arts arena is like the sudden end of the world.

The wind raged.

Thunder and lightning.

Torrential downpour.

The poisonous fog filled the air.

During the period, the roar of the dragon was heard from time to time, and the earth was trembling non-stop.

"No, the arena is going to sink!"

This martial arts arena was originally built in mid-air, and it stands to reason that it is unlikely to sink.

But because the impact of Ling Xiao and Ji Mingkong brought too much impact force, and the protective wall condensed this force to a point, it could not be scattered, which made the attack caused by this force even more terrifying .

The competition platform sank, and the entire competition field also sank.

From a distance, it looks like a giant void ship crashing out of control.

Below the arena is the sacrificial platform of the Holy Dynasty. There is also a reason why the Martial Arts Festival is arranged here.

Although the sinking of the martial arts field will not kill people, because there is no one below, but destroying the sacrificial altar of the Holy Dynasty is a great sin.

Sikong Zui revealed an imperceptible sneer.

He was thinking of finding a reason to deal with Ling Xiao, but he didn't expect the reason to come to his door so soon.

The martial arts arena has been subjected to such ravages, so Ji Mingkong, who is in the martial arts arena, naturally bears the brunt of it.

The crazy energy rushed towards her like crazy, completely enveloping her.

Boom!

puff!

Click!

One after another, the loud noises hit the competition platform first, accelerating the sinking of the competition field, and then hit the protective wall, making several referees presiding over the protective wall smile bitterly.

They are Dongtian Realm warriors, and the attacks of these two furry children actually made them feel a sense of fear.

It's kind of embarrassing to say that.

In fact, they can’t be blamed for this. Although Ling Xiao and Ji Mingkong are only warriors in the Heavenly Human Realm, their attacks produced special buff effects after they collided. All fighters in the realm can be wounded.

This is the scary thing about energy superposition.

Of course, this kind of energy is uncontrollable. As long as the masters of the Dongtian Realm are not fools, they can basically avoid or defend against it.

The golden dragon wings stretched out behind Ling Xiao, and his face looked a little dignified.

Because even he didn't expect the power of the collision of the two attacks to be so great, the energy wave that overflowed did not even distinguish between enemy and friend, and attacked indiscriminately, even he became the target of attack.

But luckily he can fly.

He also mastered the formation formation method.

The protective wall itself was formed by the magic circle. Ling Xiao stretched out the golden dragon wings and flew near the protective wall. He just held a refining formation stone in his hand, and a part of the protective wall actually separated to envelop him. .

The huge impact hit the protective wall, and those referees blocked it for him. Of course, he didn't have any problems at all, and he didn't even need to consume the slightest Tianyuan force.

"Damn it, this kid is such a thief, how can he still do this?"

A referee smiled wryly, dumbfounded.

"It doesn't seem to be a foul. He didn't leave the scope of the competition ring, and he used his own ability."

Another referee smiled wryly.

"See, this is the benefit of being erudite and talented. If the Holy Son also understands formations, he won't be too embarrassed this time."

The referee sighed deeply.

Now, even he has to admire the little guy Ling Xiao, but it's a pity that this is not his grandson, otherwise, this holy dynasty can be regarded as a real successor.

"I've always been wondering, this kid is obviously only a warrior in the Heavenly Human Realm, how can he fly?"

In the stands, Qin Bixue, who was falling along with the arena, asked through gritted teeth.

"It should be some kind of martial art. This kind of thing is very rare. I didn't expect it to be obtained by him. In comparison, Shengzi's air dancing skills are much worse."

After all, the master of Xuedaomen answered Qin Bixue's question because he was well-informed.

They were still surprised, but the Heavenly King Sect was immediately flustered.

"Master, it seems that the situation is not good. Not only can Ling Xiao fly, but he also knows how to form formations. It seems that he can use the protective wall to protect himself. If this happens, Mingkong will suffer a lot. The battle is likely to be suspended."

An elder of Tianwangmen said with regret as if mourning his concubine.

"Yes, Sect Master, the situation is completely different from what we expected. This Ling Xiao has exceeded our estimates, and it has far exceeded. What's more, I don't think this kid seems to have tried his best."

Another elder from the Heavenly King Sect said loudly.

"Stop arguing! If something happens to the Holy Son, I will make this kid pay for his life!"

The Holy Emperor was really angry.

He is just such an outstanding heir, and he is either addicted to wine and sex, or an incompetent daughter.

Although Shengzi is also a daughter, he is better than many men. If something happens to Shengzi, he will kill Ling Xiao even if he is risking the disgrace of the world.

He still doesn't believe it, who would dare to make enemies of the Holy Dynasty royal family because of Ling Xiao.

Sikong Zun frowned and said: "Holy Emperor, don't worry, Mingkong is not so easy to lose, and this is a holy city, how can a small disciple of the Yuehua Sect defeat the Holy Son? Whoever wins and who loses is not us What's the deal?"

"Brother Sikong, do you mean to intervene?"

The Holy Emperor asked suspiciously.

"Let's take a look before we talk, the game is not over yet, don't worry!"

Sikong Zun neither affirmed nor denied, but suddenly looked at the competition stage.

The energy burst in the sky finally subsided after a period of time.

A figure fell vertically, like an object out of control, straight and unresponsive.

"It's not good, it looks like the Holy Son has been stunned by the power just now, if he is thrown from this height, if he is not protected by Tian Yuan power, something serious will happen."

The people from Tianwangmen shouted anxiously.

Whoosh!
A figure suddenly jumped out and caught Ji Mingkong who was in the air.

It's Ling Xiao!
There was a winner's smile on his face.

Ji Mingkong, who seemed to be in a coma, suddenly slapped out a palm, trying to knock Ling Xiao who had blasphemed her away.

However, her palm was soft and powerless.

Ling Xiao grabbed her jade hand, and a cold voice sounded on the stage, and all the fighters present could hear it clearly: "Ji Mingkong, you let me down so much, to be honest, I haven't had enough fun yet, you It was defeated."

Although he is interested in the Chosen Son, his biggest goal in coming to the finals of the Martial Arts Festival this time is to defeat the Holy Son and completely kick this proud woman off her shining throne.

Ji Mingkong's body was trembling.

Lying in the arms of the person she hated the most, listening to the obviously humiliating words of the other person, she was helpless.

Even without the impact just now, just the aftereffect of casting "Jade Broken" is enough to make her weak.

(End of this chapter)