Zombie Evil Emperor

really!

Not long after, the Santong Immortal King arrived and told them that he had called them here to attend the gathering of Immortal Kings that would happen once in a million years in two years.

After two years, except for those adopted sons and daughters who are at the quasi-sage level, others must go.

The adopted sons and daughters of the Santong Immortal King rarely gather together like today. The Santong Immortal King held a banquet for three days and three nights, allowing everyone to enhance the relationship between brothers and sisters.

Three days later, the banquet was over. As soon as Yang Tian walked out of the hall, he was stopped by the smiling Zhao Yunyue: "Brother Ninety-Nine, you are in such a hurry to leave, don't you want to break the contract and not fight with me, sister?"

Yang Tian really didn't want to fight her, not because he was afraid, but because it was unnecessary. So what if he lost, so what if he won. In his current state of mind, he no longer cared about these things.

Yang Tian smiled and said: "Sister Ninety-Eight, if you are so powerful, don't fight me, my brother. I will admit defeat!"

How could Zhao Yunyue let Yang Tian go? She said: "Oh, brother ninety-nine, don't be humble. Who doesn't know your fighting power? You often cross realms to defeat your opponents. Do you really look down on me, sister, and are unwilling to follow me?" Shall I fight?"

Yang Tian frowned slightly, he didn't like Zhao Yunyue's way of forcing him. If he doesn't fight you, he looks down on you, and he insists on forcing others to fight you.

The two of them stood at the entrance of the hall, attracting the attention of many people. Some of them knew what kind of character Zhao Yunyue was. Seeing this, someone asked: "Ninety-eight sisters, ninety-nine brothers, you two Is this a duel? Brother Fifty has met you, so you can’t let me watch your duel!”

"Yes, Brother Fifty, I was planning to compete with Brother Ninety-Nine." Zhao Yunyue admitted directly, regardless of whether Yang Tian agreed to her or not.

"Hahaha... Sister Ninety-Eight, Number Ninety-Nine, you two are the best among men, the greatest geniuses that are rare in the world. You can compete with me to see how good you are!"

"That's right, Sister Ninety-eight is a descendant of the ancient innate gods and demons, and Sister Ninety-Nine is a rare prodigy who has survived the cross-border immortal tribulation. This battle is destined to be a battle between dragons and tigers. I'd like to watch it carefully. , look at the style of the 99th and 98th sisters!"

For a moment, almost all the adopted sons and daughters of the Immortal King gathered around. In Zhao Yunyue's eyes, Yang Tian just didn't want to compete with him at this time, so he had to compete.

However, Yang Tian also has a temper, how could he let Zhao Yunyue get his wish? However, before he could refuse, a gentle and casual voice rang out, "Since it's ninety-eight and it's going to be compared with ninety-nine, then I'll take a look too!"

A high-spirited and extraordinary figure walked out of the hall.

"Father!"

Seeing that the speaker was the Three-Tong Immortal King, everyone bowed and saluted.

The Santong Immortal King had already spoken, but if Yang Tian refused to compete with Zhao Yunyue, he could not say anything.

In this way, a group of people flew towards the competition platform in a mighty manner. Passing by, some people heard that it was a competition between the ninety-eighth and ninety-ninth princes. The news spread from ten to ten, and in the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of people. Thousands of people got the news and headed towards the competition platform from all over the fairy island.

If you look down from a high altitude, you will find that the Immortal King Island at this time has countless escaping lights pouring into one place.

When Yang Tian and the others arrived at the arena, not long after, more than 100,000 immortals came around the arena square.

"Who is more powerful between the ninety-ninth prince and the ninety-eighth young lady?" someone asked someone else.

"In my opinion, Miss Ninety-Eight is more powerful!" Someone commented: "Even though Prince Ninety-Nine is powerful, after all, it has only been about two hundred years since he was sold to Daluo Jinxian.

As for Miss Ninety-eight, she has been in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian for 70,000 years. Regardless of the degree of perfection of her own realm or the amount of immortal energy in her body, she is much better than Lord Ninety-ninth.

Therefore, I am still optimistic about Miss Ninety-eight. "

These people spoke impartially and well-founded, and were recognized by many people around them.

However, some people still disagreed, and someone immediately said: "I can't see it, you haven't paid attention to the reality of the Ninety-ninth Prince. But I heard that the Ninety-ninth Prince has practiced cultivation for less than six thousand years. Think about it, when you were six thousand years old, you were probably still in the tribulation period, or in the early stage of immortality, right?"

"His Royal Highness the Ninety-ninth Prince, it took less than six thousand years to cultivate to the realm of Da Luo Jinxian. How terrifying must it be."

"This is just the speed of the Ninety-Nineth Prince's cultivation. You don't know how terrifying the Ninety-Nineth Prince's combat power is. There is no single enemy in the same realm and at the same level. Most of the immortals he has killed are better than himself. One or two small realms.

You'd better not use the length of time you practice to measure the Ninety-ninth Prince, because the Ninety-ninth Prince is a miraculous legend. "

The immortal who spoke was obviously a supporter of Yang Tian.

"No one in the same realm and level you mentioned is the enemy of Lord Ninety-ninth Prince, those people are just ordinary immortals.

You must know that the opponent this time is Miss Ninety-eight. She is a descendant of ancient innate gods and demons, possessing mysterious and terrifying power.

I think Miss Ninety-eight must win this time! "

Around the ring, many people are arguing over who is better, the Ninety-ninth Prince Yang Tian or the Ninety-eighth Miss Zhao Yunyue. But at this time, the two people who everyone thinks are the right ones are already standing in the ring, looking at each other. stand up.

Their gazes were like a competition in momentum. The space between the two of them seemed to be a mountain of lectures constantly colliding with each other, making a rumbling sound like thunder.

The pitch-black space cracks spread like spider webs. However, the space cracks spread only in the open space between the two, and not in other places.

Only the Daluo Jinxian realm and the above immortals can understand it. This is an effect that can only be achieved by two people who have reached a certain level of the laws of heaven and earth.

Time passed slowly, and the two of them stood there motionless for almost half an hour. At this moment, Zhao Yunyue became impatient. Suddenly, a white light flashed in her palm, and an ice-blue long sword appeared.

"Ninety-ninth brother, be careful!" Zhao Yunyue said to tell Yang Tian to be careful, but her dick was extremely spicy, and there was no trace of mercy at all.

boom!

A sword energy swept out at an unbelievable speed. Wherever it passed, the void began to collapse. The power of the blow made many Daluo Jinxian early and mid-stage monks outside the field tremble with fear. Such a sword light was enough to kill them. Kill.