There are divine soldiers in Qingzhou, known as the Thirteen Kings, and they are known as the strongest divine soldiers under the imperial road divine soldiers.

This ranking is not a joke, but it is arranged according to the combat power and explosiveness of the divine soldiers, and it has been witnessed and run in many times since then that the ranking has been made.

For example, Wan Lin'er's divine weapon, named Snow King Knife, ranked tenth.

The snow sword owned by Ning Chen ranked eleventh.

The Zhou family's royal talisman ranked ninth.

This kind of ranking seems to be very low, and there is not much difference, but if it falls into the hands of people in the same realm, the gap will clearly emerge.

And there is also a metaphor, if a powerhouse at the peak of the Five Passes Realm holds the eleventh-ranked Snow Sword against a powerhouse of the Twin Heavens of the Passage Realm.

Then, the gap between the two sides will be balanced, which is the strength and terrifying of the divine soldiers.

Even, it is not impossible for this balance to be broken because of the explosiveness of the divine soldiers.

Therefore, when the two poles and three families, as well as some big families, took away the divine weapons one after another, the entire holy city was boiling.

Because the divine soldiers suppressed in the Holy City were not ordinary divine soldiers, almost all of them were included in the ranking of the Thirteen Kings, such weapons were so powerful that if something big didn't happen, almost no one would touch them.

In front of the Blood Bluff.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more tense, Li Pu is still alive, he is not dead, this amazing scene is dumbfounded, and it also makes some people dignified.

And before, those family disciples who laughed loudly, and spoke coldly and jokingly, were also frozen one by one, their faces were blue and very ugly.

"Aren't you dead yet? "A young genius from Qingzhou Mansion, after receiving the order, carried out a tentative attack.

He raised his head, his eyes were cold, the five elements in his body exploded, and suddenly the wind was raging, and then, he stretched out a big hand, and quickly pressed down there with the howling of the wind.

"Huh?" The lark's eyes narrowed, and he just wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Chen Yuanyuan.

"Master Bird, you watch the play, it's right to hand over this kind of goods to Chen Ye, it will definitely be beaten. Chen Yuanyuan grinned, full of confidence, of course, he also took a fancy to this person who was easy to bully, and his realm seemed to be very low.

However, as soon as he made a move, he was wrong.

The genius realm in Qingzhou Mansion seemed to be only the Fifth Heaven of the Fifth Realm, but when it erupted, it was enough to kill the powerhouse of the Seven Heavens.

"Damn. Chen Yuanyuan was shocked back, and only after a few stumbles did he stabilize his body, he took a deep breath and turned around: "This kind of garbage character, hey, too weak, I'm afraid I can't help but beat him to death, or Bird Master?"

"Cut. The lark gave him a blank look, a look of disdain, but did not say anything.

"Kill!" is as powerful as him, and kills here with a majestic killing intent.

Bang!

The lark raised his head, snorted coldly, and directly pressed it with his big hand, the void rumbled, and the majestic aura swept away, and then pressed down.

"You" The man's pupils shrank suddenly, his face turned pale, and he felt the power of the lark's random blow, and his whole person was not good.

Nima, is this still a teenage kid, how can she be so powerful?

However, it was too late to think about it, and the lark's slap was pressed down, and there was a kind of momentum, which directly slapped him away, and his body flew upside down and hit the dirt.

"Whose child?" The people of Qingzhou Mansion are not different, although they are afraid of the strength of the lark, they don't want to lose the face of Qingzhou Mansion.

"You can't even handle a little kid, and you dare to yell here?" Chen Yuanyuan smiled, his smile was very cheap and thief.

The latter's face turned black, and he had the urge to kick Chen Yuanyuan to death.

"It wasn't a child, it was a bird. "There is a young genius with deep eyes and insight into the true body of the lark.

"Who do you say is the bird?" said the lark.

Everyone was stunned.

"Damn, I hate it when people call me a bird. The lark glared at him, "Do you dare to come here?" ”

"It's just a bird, so arrogant, it's just right, I'll discipline you well for your master. The young genius's tone was cold and arrogant, and there was something unexpected.

"Eh" Chen Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, looked at the man, and suddenly felt pity.

A few minutes later, the screams were repeated, like killing a pig, and it was terrifying.

It is true that the lark did not kill the man, but it was more uncomfortable than killing him.

Everyone is also confused, Qingzhou Mansion is very big, there are many people, and it is impossible for everyone to know the lark, so not everyone understands the personality of this bird.

But now, everyone sees it.

Of course, despite this, there are still people who are not convinced, and they agree that the bird is too arrogant and lacks discipline.

Half an hour later, all the young geniuses who came on the field cried.

They come from various families and strengths, they are known as geniuses, they are powerful, they are the rookies of the younger generation, and such people are destined to shine in the future.

However, geniuses did not wait for the future to bloom, but left an indelible stain on their lives on the road to growth.

They actually lost to a bird, theoretically, it is not shameful to lose to a bird, but losing to such a bird is unacceptable.

After an hour, no one dared to step forward anymore, one by one, the lark's combat effectiveness was not strong, but the means were endless, which made people frightened!

"He's stalling for time. Someone spoke.

"Hehe, now, after an hour, has the forbidden body recovered?" someone laughed.

"Although there is no recovery, after all, there is no death. ”

"Yes" people are talking, including the 'strong'.

At this time, the Holy Son seemed to have made some kind of decision, and he suddenly took a step forward, walking towards the Blood Cliff step by step.

This scene immediately attracted people's attention.

In front of the Blood Cliff, Chen Yuanyuan opened his eyes wide, and the lark also showed a bit of solemnity, secretly vigilant.

"If you are defeated, enter the Blood Cliff immediately, where it is not easy for a big war to break out. The lark whispered.

"Damn, if Chen Ye doesn't die, he will definitely visit their ancestral land. Chen Yuanyuan gritted his teeth.

"I see, you set up the previous game?" The Holy Son's eyes were deep, his blood was powerful, and his tone revealed a 'powerful' momentum, as if they were not allowed to refute at all.

One man and one bird were silent and did not answer, because those were no longer important.

The Holy Son is very strong, really strong, and his strength surpasses all the young geniuses that one man and one bird have ever seen, this is not a one-sided judgment, but there is a real basis.

Moreover, in the face of the previous face, one person and one bird also had a deep knowledge and understanding of the first feeling of the Holy Son.

"Someday, I will go to your holy gate. Chen Yuanyuan became serious, clenching his fists, no one could understand the grievances between him and the Holy Gate.

"Go, you're not qualified. The Holy Son stared at him coldly.

"Really?" Chen Yuanyuan sarcastically said: "You are just relying on the shade of your predecessors, what qualifications do you have to judge others?"

"I'm strong, I'm strong, no matter what you say, it's hard to shake my Dao heart. "The Holy Son said.

Hearing this, Chen Yuanyuan was silent, his hand clenched tighter, and a sense of suffocation spread in his heart.

The Holy Son is right, no matter what you rely on, what your predecessors have left, or your own chance, if you are strong, you will be strong, and any sarcastic language will pale in the face of such strength.

At this moment, he felt a deep depression and suffocation, which was something he had never felt before, and it was also a terrible thought that he had never had.

"Give you ten breaths to think about it, whether to retreat or not? The Holy Son stared at one man and one bird, and the killing intent in his words burst out, rolling forward like a tsunami.

He moved with killing intent, which was terrifying.

A person like the Holy Son is too powerful, and he rarely makes a move on weekdays, but if he makes a move, it will be earth-shattering, if he wants to kill someone, even if you are accompanied by the king, he will still make a move, this is the terrible thing about the Holy Son, because he has such hole cards.

People clenched their palms and began to sweat nervously.

In front of the blood cliff, a person and a bird were silent, their eyes were solemn, and the whole person was very depressed.