The crowd was speechless.

First Lord Zhuzi, and then this Lord Dragon King, the suppressive power of these twelve prison stone tablets seems to be useless, and they have completely become decorations, at least for these two adults, it really doesn't seem to have the slightest effect.

"Senior Zhu Zi, to be honest, the six supreme supremes of the empire, this sect master has also seen several of them, but second only to the six supreme supremes of the empire, this is the first time this sect master has seen it. ”

Mo Fan stood in the ring, feeling the suppressive power of the Hell Stone Tablet, and while he looked at this first person in the Zhengyi Sect curiously.

The suppressive power of the Hell Stone Tablet should not be underestimated, don't look at him, he has nothing to do, he doesn't even take a breath of air, and stands directly in the ring.

In fact, this is because his physical fitness is too strong, and he has just canceled out the suppressive power of the Hell Suppression Stone.

Otherwise, in the face of the suppressive power of these twelve prison stone tablets, he felt that his strength would be able to exert about seventy percent at most.

The question is, what level is his physical fitness, the immortal body is perfect! With his physical fitness alone, he can compete with the existence of the famous god level.

This is absolutely proper and unique in the Eternal Continent, even if there are people who have come to this point, but without the many means of the rune master, in the end, it will definitely be destroyed by the last thunder dragon of the god thunder, bombarded to the point that there are no bones left, and there is not even a slag left.

In other words, he should be the only one who can counteract the suppressive power of the Hell Suppression Stone Tablet with his physical fitness.

However, this Zhu Zizhu Guomao also did it.

Mo Fan knew that although he was also not affected by the suppressive power of the Hell Stone Stele, this Lord Zhu Zi could not rely on his physical fitness, but could only use other means.

The six supreme beings of the empire, except for the Jade Saint and the Emperor, the other four, he is no stranger.

In addition, there is also the Guangwu Emperor, who is not inferior to the six supreme emperors of the empire.

Even, he has fought fiercely with more than one of them, winning and losing.

This Zhu Zi is one of the 'sons' second only to the Supreme of the Empire in the legend, and he also has the strength of the Supreme of the Empire, coupled with the mysterious means of resisting the suppressive power of the Hell Stone Stele, Mo Fan has no underestimate in his heart.

"Young man, I've seen those guys, you're still alive, and I have to admit that you're really lucky. ”

Zhu Zizhu Guomao only glanced at Mo Fan in a little surprise, and then replied lightly.

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.

What do you mean by me going? Isn't it just to see a few people, and how to listen to this tone, those people seem to have become a flood of beasts.

What made him even more speechless was that this didn't seem to be what Zhu Zi meant alone, and everyone in the audience actually had such an expression.

Think about it seriously, the Supreme of the Empire, except for the fact that the Demon Emperor was a little nervous, he didn't recruit him and didn't provoke him, and he almost died in his hands for some reason, the Book Saint and the Heavenly Saint seem to be very easy to talk, especially very reasonable, even the most notorious Poison Emperor, and people are not completely unreasonable.

If he just said that the Demon Emperor was a flood beast, Mo Fan didn't have any opinion at all, and he quite agreed, but even the Book Saint and the Heavenly Saint were involved, and he would disagree a hundred times.

It's just that in the ring, Mo Fan didn't bother to argue, and after taking a deep breath, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"It's useless to talk too much, come on, let this sect master see what kind of strength the 'sons' who are second only to the six supreme beings have?"

As soon as the words fell, the power of the martial soul suddenly exploded, and the terrifying aura of power suddenly rose to the sky, even if the twelve prison steles were jointly suppressed, it was completely impossible to hide, not only the entire ring, but even the surrounding ring was gradually affected.

Some of the other high-ranking sects that were close to each other changed their faces drastically, and they withdrew without hesitation.

And those who reacted slowly instantly felt that a mountain was pressed on their bodies, and their faces turned pale, and they felt like they were about to suffocate.

Everyone was shocked, they were all high-level members of the major sects of the empire, many of them were god-level existences, and nearly half of them had their own names.

Otherwise, under the strength of the three sects and six factions, the ordinary high-level sects probably wouldn't have the courage to come over and watch.

But with such strength, now I can't even get close to the ring, what level of strength are the two in the ring?

Especially, at this moment, the battle in the ring has not yet begun, and now it is just a collision of momentum.

Seeing that around the ring, many high-level sect leaders were a little unable to support it, and they were about to faint, when suddenly, a figure appeared on the edge of the ring, and almost at the same time, the heavy pressure like a mountain on this side suddenly disappeared without a trace.

On the edge of the ring in the other direction, there was also an extra figure, a young monk from Buddhism.

The moment the young monk appeared, the pressure in this direction disappeared.

"The scholar is useless, King Xiaoming, I didn't expect it to be the two of you. ”

Wu Xuefeng Wu Lao pursed his lips, not hiding his dissatisfaction at all.

But the movements of the old man's hands were not slow, and at the moment when the pressure in those two directions was blocked one after another, the rest of the other directions were all taken care of by his old man.

"I've seen Wu seniors!"

The scholar was uselessly dressed in an elegant robe, with a modest smile on his face, and bowed to Elder Wu.

At the same time, the young monk on the other side, King Xiaoming, followed with his hands folded and saluted with a smile.

These are the two god kings again, and they are still the young god kings.

Of course, the so-called youth is only relative to Wu Lao, as the god kings, even if these two are young, they have cultivated for thousands of years, to say the least.

Wu Lao's dissatisfaction was simply because Confucianism and Buddhism did not pay attention to it, and at such an important time, he actually let two juniors come to help.

In the ring, one is the dragon king who defeated the left division of the sea king, and the other is one of the 'sons' second only to the six supremes.

At this time, the top existence of their three sects and six factions was needed to come forward and control the aftermath of the battle as much as possible within a certain range, so as not to hurt the innocent.

To do this, the average god king is obviously not good, he doesn't have enough strength, let alone control the influence, I'm afraid it will be difficult to even protect himself at that time, and he has to be distracted by his old man, isn't this completely messy?

At this time, the scholar had an extra book hanging in the air in his useless hand, and on the palm of the young monk Xiaoming Wang, there was also an extra bead that shimmered with divine charm.

Noticing these two things, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils and twitch the corners of his mouth.

"Very good, it seems that the old man misunderstood, since Confucianism and Buddhism have even invited these two, then there must be no problem. ”

Leaving these words, Wu Lao directly withdrew his gaze and looked at the ring again.