Twin god-level martial spirits shocked the Demon Emperor’s wife!

"Boom boom boom!"

Above the sky, battles ended one after another.

Some were happy and some were sad.

Top-level people like Mu Tianyi of the Mu Tian Clan and Ji Wanling of the Wan Ling Clan were firmly guarding the stage, and no one even challenged them.

The two great geniuses have always been ranked second and third on the Shinto Prototype List, and have always been dissatisfied with Chaos Shinto.

Now seeing Luo Fanchen's performance, his mentality has gradually changed from ignoring it at the beginning, and he is eager to try.

Mu Tianyi looked at Ji Wanling who was yawning while defending the ring on the side, and said with a smile: "I'm suddenly looking forward to fighting with that human boy!"

Ji Wanling sighed: "It's a pity that he hasn't broken through to the twelfth level yet, otherwise it might be more interesting."

Mu Tianyi smiled: "I think his strength is far more than that, but he is a good whetstone."

"Bullshit!"

Ji Wanling said unhappily: "What bloodline and strength do we have? If we beat him, no one will praise us."

"If we lose because of carelessness and underestimate the enemy, we will be famous all over the world and be beaten on the pillar of shame."

Mu Tianyi shook his head: "It's impossible to lose."

"If I lose even though I'm ahead by one level, what's the point of my name as a genius? "

"But I have to admit that if we are in the same realm, I am indeed 80% likely not to be this boy's opponent."

Ji Wanling nodded and agreed: "He is indeed amazing."

"Even if he loses to you and me this time, I am willing to admit that he deserves the first place in the Prototype List of the Divine Way!"

Mu Tianyi smiled confidently: "Hahaha, he is a good opponent, but compared to him, I want to try whether you, who has the power of all spirits, can shake me with all your strength."

Ji Wanling's eyes burned with a strong desire to fight, staring at Mu Tianyi: "It just so happens that I also want to experience your clan's Mu Tian soul control technique, whether it is so magical!"

Ji Wanling and Mu Tianyi spoke in low voices, but there were no mortals present, all of them were sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, and they heard it carefully.

It seems that the young master of Lion Camel and the prince of Jiaomo couldn't help but feel bitter in their mouths.

Is this the style of the top geniuses?

The two seemed to have only each other in their eyes, and no one else seemed to be able to enter their field of vision, and Luo Fanchen could only be considered half.

Although the young master of the macaques and his men were great in the Seven Saints Demon Alliance, and their strength was not bad when they came to the King Ceremony, they were in the same realm as these two, but their strength was far different.

I am afraid that only the eldest brother Niu Zichang and his sister who went to the super star field to practice and was even more enchanting could compete with these two.

Niu Zichang asked: "Father, do you think Uncle Luo can be the opponent of those two top geniuses?"

The White Bull Demon Saint asked back: "Do you think you can beat them both?"

Niu Zichang snorted coldly: "Just kidding, what realm am I in, what realm are they in, of course I can!"

"Then your Uncle Luo can do it too!" The White Bull Demon Saint said happily.

Niu Zichang smacked his lips: "You don't think that Uncle Luo is stronger than me, do you? What a joke!"

The White Bull Demon Saint smiled: "Who knows?"

"Just wait and see."

"Your Uncle Luo can get a comment from the Chaos Golden List that he is the best in the world. Do you think it will be as easy as everyone imagines?"

After several hours of fighting, the second round of the defending battle finally ended.

No one dared to challenge Ji Wanling and Mu Tianyi from beginning to end.

The Wu Tianji released a golden trident from his forehead, which showed the style of the Wuqi clan, just like Xing Tian dancing with Gan Qi, and picked up the opponent of the Emperor Xingyu who came on stage to challenge.

The White Yuelian, the saint of the Ziwei Ancient Sect who attracted Luo Fanchen's attention, was even more unique.

With one hand, she turned her body into a lotus, and when one flower bloomed, hundreds of flowers were killed. She swept down the Tianjiao who wanted to take advantage of women one by one like a king.

Although Chen Xun from Qiankun Domain lost one round in the first round, he was strong enough to win three games in a row and enter the second round with his invincible combination with his pet Black Bull. He also defeated the Tianjiao from Beimang Star Domain on the stage and won the stage.

Diao Huangtian and Peng Wanli originally relied on their own power background to make some Tianjiao afraid to provoke them.

But unexpectedly, Yue Xi came on stage and raised her hand to choose Diao Huangtian.

On the stage, the cold air was overflowing, as if a bright moon rose into the sky. Yue Xi, who was already charming, seemed to have turned into a real Guanghan Fairy.

Yue Xi's skirt fluttered, full of fairy spirit, and the moonlight enveloped the whole stage with her every move, suppressing Diao Huangtian under the big moon.

Diao Huangtian's whole body was open, his mouth was full of blood, and he coughed hard and asked: "You..."

"You should have no problem beating others with your strength, why... why do you have to beat me!"

"I didn't provoke you, a woman!"

Yuexi was suspended in the sky, staring coldlyDiao Huangtian, who was suppressed by the big moon, said: "You didn't provoke me, but you provoked him."

Diao Huangtian was at a loss for a moment: "Who is he?"

Yuexi glanced at Peng Wanli, and seemed a little regretful.

Only one Diao Huangtian was killed.

In an instant,

Diao Huangtian figured it out, all of it, his eyes widened.

No,

Didn't he just provoke Luo Fanchen? What does it have to do with the Wushan Goddess!

Did the Wu clan have an order from the Wu Emperor to stay away from the human race?

Ao Shijian teased: "Sister, the boy you threw the embroidery ball to has good popularity!"

Ao Weimin weighed the blood-colored battle axe in his hand and rolled his eyes and said: "Stupid brother."

"You still haven't figured out why people don't throw the embroidery ball to you?"

Ao Shijian's face froze.

Ao Dade's reaction was obviously faster: "This fairy Yuexi wants a hydrangea, isn't it to throw it to that boy!!"

"Ah?"

Ao Xiaoxi nodded and smiled: "Well, this makes sense."

"Who are you with?" Ao Dade stared.

Ao Xiaoxi asked, "Are you as handsome as him?"

Ao Dade's breath stagnated, and he retorted, "Although I am not as handsome as him, I am stronger than him!"

"Sorry, in my world, Ao Xiaoxi, appearance is justice!"

Long Loli blinked playfully: "So brother, you are the villain!"

Princess Ao Sanyuan of the South China Sea spoke at this moment, and said softly: "Prince Dade."

"You may not be his opponent?"

"What?"

"Even you say so?"

Ao Dade was obviously a little dissatisfied: "All of us princes and princesses can go to the True Dragon Land, and I will go to meet him when the time comes!"

"Let's have a duel between men!"

Ao Xiaoxi smiled and said, "I feel that the goddess you like may help me beat you."

Ao Dade's mentality collapsed, and he bent his dragon horns hard.

Ao Xuemo seemed to be self-enclosed, with pure white pupils indifferent, quietly looking at the lively surroundings, independent of the world.

Only 24 of the 48 Tianjiao were left, all standing on the ring high in the sky.

The Dragon King of the East Sea announced the rules for the third round. The 24 people were divided into 12 groups to fight, and 12 people advanced.

The defeated 12 people competed in the loser group to compete for the four strongest ones.

There were 12 people in the winner group and 4 people in the loser group, a total of 16 people entered the top ten.

The 24 nameplates vibrated in the void, and finally matched successfully in pairs.

"Boom!!"

The ring under the feet of Luo Fanchen and his team floated.

They were connected in pairs.

"Huh?"

"My opponent is her?"

Luo Fanchen was a little surprised...