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Wang Yi raised his head to the sky, but saw a huge dragon head roaring.

"Roar..."

He roared at it, his face hideous. Then he reached out his hands and grabbed the two thick dragon teeth directly.

'Whew'

The golden dragon's huge power was monstrous, Wang Yi's whole body was shocked, and his body was directly washed out of the sky, and with a 'bang', his back slammed into the enchantment.

'Whew...'

The dragon roared and shook for nine days.

Its void shook incessantly, crushing forward desperately.

"Roar..."

Wang Yi put his back against the enchantment, struggling to resist, and a heavenly roar burst out of his mouth, which was very primitive and ancient.

A supreme force erupted suddenly.

Wang Yi bowed slightly, squeezed out a space, bent his legs, and stepped on the enchantment.

Then he kicked it suddenly.

'Snort...'

Suddenly, the golden dragon's whole body was shaken, his body did not move, but the huge head was rushed away by Wei Li and leaned back.

"What?"

Su Yannan in the corner of the void suddenly changed color, and his bull's eyes were huge, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

At this moment, Wang Yi pushed the golden dragon into the middle of the void, and his feet were a little bit of each other.

'Whew...'

Large mysterious clouds emerge from beneath your feet.

"Hey, hey... , roar..."

Wang Yi first sneered weirdly, then let out a long roar, his hands tightly gripped the two dragon teeth, and his body turned wildly.

The golden dragon suddenly couldn't help himself, and he turned in a rapid spiral.

'Whew... Whew...'

In an instant, a huge tornado cloud rose into the sky, and the skeins rose, enveloping them inside.

'Whew...'

The golden dragon kept roaring in the cirrus clouds, as if it wanted to get away, but it couldn't.

The tornado cloud spun faster and faster, and in a moment, Wang Yi and the golden dragon were completely engulfed.

It's a great horror, earth-shattering.

Su Yannan looked at the tornado cloud stupidly, and his bull's eyes were bigger than anything else. Suddenly, his body shook, and he snorted, spurting out a stream of bloody arrows.

Meanwhile.

'Bang'

The tornado cloud burst suddenly, the clouds and mist swayed with golden light, and the eight desolations dispersed. The dragon's trail was gone, and only the trail remained... Bronze armor red wind.

"Whew... , roar..."

Wang Yi stood in the void, gasped for breath twice, and then raised his fists high above the top, hitting his chest hard, making a loud 'woo' sound, fierce and fierce.

"I am upside down and upside down, like a wave..."

Suddenly, in the void on the other side, there was a cry of broken eggs.

Someone actually sang it.

Wang Yi turned around suddenly.

Above the void, there was a huge brush, and a monk lay on his side, holding one hand high above the top, constantly pouring wine into his mouth, his face was red, and he sang while pouring, which was called a chic.

Han Qianling appeared, he saw Wang Yi looking at him, shook his hand and threw the wine gourd away, stood up, clapped the pen with one palm, and then immediately crossed his waist, opened and closed widely, outlining the supreme meaning.

Ancient gods and birds reappear in the world.

"Demon Soul Feiyan..."

After a few seconds, he let out a loud roar and pushed the void flat with one palm.

'Squeak...'

The divine bird raised its head to the sky and chirped, flapping its wings in the sky, and rushed straight towards Wang Yi.

"Roar..."

Wang Yi roared, his body rose to the sky, and he came to the divine bird in an instant, popped out his hands, directly grabbed the head of the divine bird, leaned up slightly, and then slammed down.

'Bang'

A loud noise appeared, this time it was too violent, and the head of the divine bird was shining with golden light, and it was actually smashed out of some cracks.

"Roar..."

Wang Yi roared endlessly, his head was like raindrops, and he frantically hit the head of the divine bird to see who was harder.

"!!"

Han Qianling was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly shouted: "Wang Yi, I admit defeat, let go of my Feiyan." ”

He saw that the seeds of various sects came to power one after another, and his hands itched for a while, and at the same time, he also wanted the 'Demon Soul Feiyan' to show his face in the Ten Sect War, who would have thought that the current Wang Yi would be a madman?

Still a horrible maniac.

"Roar..."

Where did Wang Yi hear it? He roared angrily, his eyes flashed with thunderbolts, and then he slammed down the front of his head.

'Bang...'

There was a loud bang, and the head of the divine bird was directly smashed, and its body suddenly couldn't hold on, and suddenly collapsed...

"Wang Yi, your uncle... Poof..."

Han Qianling was crazy, monstrous, and as soon as he scolded himself, he spewed out a bloody arrow, and the void flew sideways.

Wang Yi stood there and roared to the sky again, like the god of war of the Nine Heavens, descending into the world.

Kamui covers the sky.

At this moment, many monks in the audience were sitting on the ground in fright, trembling.

God, is this guy an ancient demon?

How can it be so scary?

"Those who are fighting in battle, all in front of the formation..."

It is at this point that variables regenerate.

A deep voice came from behind.

Wang Yi turned to look.

In the void opposite, a set of great anomalies appeared.

It was a lonely figure, his palms facing each other, held high in the sky. There is a tripod floating above the head, which is simple and square. The whole body is surrounded by stars, intertwined with ups and downs, and each other forms a peerless universe.

This person is the monk who defeated Yue Shilan. He is not a seeded player, but he has supreme divine power, and now he can't help it.

He looked at Wang Yi with a solemn face, and kept urging his innate supernatural powers.

"Twelve Heavenly Sword Technique..."

Suddenly, in the void on the other side, a long groan rushed straight into the nine skies.

It was a man with a long body and a jade body, he stood in the void, his whole body was gorgeous, and there were more than ten fairy swords floating around, pointing at Wang Yi.

The man's face was solemn, and he desperately encouraged his supernatural powers.

"Heavenly Desolate Divine Might..."

A majestic figure appeared in the third-party void.

His long hair was fluttering and his eyes were deep. Six 2-meter-long green rulers are stretched out in front of him, and they are outlined in the void, becoming powerful and roaring.

The man's hands kept sealing, staring deeply at Wang Yi, as if he was facing a great enemy.

The cultivation of the three ranges from eight to nine layers of foundation.

Wang Yi was too terrifying, it was not a one-man enemy, they chose to attack in groups.

Below the ring, on the north side of the prize office.

"Hmph..."

Little Lori snorted, a little unhappy: "I said that one by one, why did I get into a group fight?"

Those primordial babies were shocked when they heard it, for fear that she would be mad.

Shen Bing'er turned her poignant pretty face sideways, inspected it carefully, and then raised her jade hand, grabbed a black ancient spear on the prize table, and shook it gently.

'Snort'

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the ancient spear went sideways, it broke through the ring barrier, slowed down, and finally settled in front of Wang Yi.

"Hey, hey..."

When Wang Yi saw it, he didn't think about it, and directly grabbed the ancient spear in his hand.

"Roar..."

He roared, his muscles trembling.

In an instant, the endless black light flashed in the world, and the waves and shadows were undulating, and the general trend soared into the sky.

The faces of the three strong men changed greatly, gritted their teeth violently, and they all sacrificed their hole cards and roared up.

The next moment.

'Woohoo... Rumble... Bell, bell, bell... Bang Bang...'

The endless glow erupted suddenly, and the roar continued. Several figures tossed and turned, and the void competed.

Roars, roars, endlessly.

The monks in the audience were stupid, really stupid.

They were shocked to see that the Tianjiao of the three sects continued to sacrifice their hole cards, and their divine power was overwhelming, but they were still defeated.

God, this Wang Yi really blew up the sky.

Who else can compete with him?

At this time.

'Buzz'

At the western entrance to the Ancient Arena, there were slight ripples.

Several figures walked in slowly.