Chapter One Thousand and Eighty-Two

Didn't the Feng clan not participate in the competition this year?

Where did this phoenix sound come from, such a powerful coercion, could it be that the phoenix king himself came?

No, isn't he crazy?

On the ring where divine power and demonic power collided, powerful spiritual energy rippled, making the gods unable to open their eyes for a while.

However, just because they can't open their eyes doesn't mean that the people sitting above the ring can't open their eyes.

The three of Rao Xin twisted together fiercely, Bai Zhu was still the same Bai Zhu, but the wolf claws in her hands had faded, and a pair of plain hands opened her arms.

She slowly floated in the air, with a pair of huge phoenix wings spread out behind her back, with a faint golden-red light, exuding endless dazzling.

The breath on her body is so familiar, deeply engraved on the three hearts of Rao, and it has not faded for thousands of years.

The golden-red breath was clearly the breath of that person, but it didn't quite look like it.

Yuan Shu suddenly remembered that when Bai Zhu was born, that person was still Feng Qiqi at that time, and she had personally given Bai Zhu a blessing.

Could it be that after a teenager, this blessing has become like this?

Yuan Shu had never seen such a thing, and he didn't dare to be sure, and when he saw the Dragon Emperor's pale face out of the corner of his eye, his heart moved, and he lowered his voice: "This can't have anything to do with that person, right?" ”

Nonsense, I still use you, the Dragon Emperor is not blind, that golden-red light has nothing to do with the current Feng Clan!

Even if the Dragon Emperor regrets it now, he will not let Yuan Shu and the Martial God see anything at this time, and pulled the corners of his mouth: "Maybe it's a mistake, that one has disappeared for a thousand years." ”

Bai Zhu raised his hand, waved it gently, and shot at the dragon powerhouse on the opposite side with hundreds of wings on his back.

Even if the dragon powerhouse used the secret method to increase his strength, he was not the opponent of this powerful wing, and he could only defend passively and be completely defeated.

"I know you're afraid of being punished if you fail, but I also have my own things to do, sorry." Bai Zhu sighed and looked at the dragon powerhouse.

Even if he was crushed to the ground, his eyes were still looking at Bai Zhu with stubborn unwillingness.

He was too seriously injured to control his body at all, his eyes looked at Bai Zhu's slow fall, and finally he could only close his eyes with a sigh.

I'm sorry son, your dad is useless, I can only let you go the same way as my dad.

The light dissipated, Bai Zhu put away the phoenix wings behind him, and stood on the stage to become the final winner.

Others may not feel the breath of the ring, but there are two people who clearly feel the conversation.

One is Sisi, she looked at Bai Zhu intently, frowned, and the familiar aura just now settled down again.

The other is the young man in the ring next door, he tilted his head and looked at Bai Zhu, with doubt in his eyes, he really felt that Rao breath just now, he wouldn't be so unlucky to touch it, right?

"Son! There are flaws! The strong man of the dragon clan seized the moment when the young man lost his mind, and the powerful divine power roared away at him.

He is already the third dragon powerhouse to challenge the boy, and the first two have made the boy fight without the power to fight back.

"It's too slow." The young man shook his head and sighed, and the soft sword in his hand swung sideways, and butterflies flew by one after another.

When he reacted again, the young man had already appeared behind the dragon powerhouse, the soft sword withdrew its scabbard, and looked back at the past without blushing or panting.