readx;?“ Dressed in purple, she looks like a good woman...... It's him! How could it be him?" One of the Venerable Beings in the crowd exclaimed, attracting the attention of many people. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info【Fengyun Novel Reading】

Naturally, this Venerable is the one who had a relationship with Cang Xuan before. At first, he thought he was hallucinating. But when Cang Xuan appeared on the Void Dao Platform, the old Venerable realized that all this was really happening.

In fact, not only him, but also many people were stunned when they heard that the inscription on the stone tablet that was constantly beating and climbing was Cangxuan.

Whether it is obtaining the inheritance of the Shura King in the land of the abyss and being sniped by monks from all sides, or designing a pit to kill a large number of monks in the thunder domain, and forcibly crossing the mysterious thunder tribulation through the method of blood sacrifice, these horrific deeds make Cangxuan's reputation not as obscure as before!

The anti-heaven combat power that does not match the realm, and acts crazy and perverse. Advancing layer by layer, the interlocking belly black strategy has left a deep impression in the hearts of many monks.

It's just that many people are puzzled that this demon-like figure didn't die after a failed escape?

Naturally, the controllers of this group of kings' secret realms issued many orders again. Soon after, with many networks, it has been confirmed from the forbidden area of life in Leizhou that the strange thunderstorm has disappeared, and the thunder domain has long been silent and restored to its former appearance.

"If that's the case! I really can't believe that he really survived the weird thunderstorm that could easily kill the Venerable!" Some Venerables of the older generation were extremely moved after receiving this news, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I can't believe how strong he will be after surviving that thunderstorm?" a monk sighed. Previously, Cang Xuan's war with the crown prince of Jin Haoyu, the top person, had been widely known.

Although no one has the privilege of seeing the full picture of this shocking battle, the battle that almost ended up has proved the terrifying combat power displayed by Cangxuan. And now, no one dares to despise Cangxuan.

"Patriarch, the lord has the posture of the sky, and now he is even more noble...... Can you win, right?" Li Dongzi looked at Cang Xuan, who was sitting casually on the hollow hall beam of the Void Dao Platform, and was so nervous that his hands clenched into fists, and his ruddy lips were about to bite and bleed.

Teng'er has been talented since he was a child, and the noble bloodline flowing in his body can make him comparable to the young people of all ethnic groups. Now that he is a Venerable One, his strength is beyond doubt. It's just that this time the opponent...... I couldn't have predicted. A burly monk spoke, shockingly.

This person's face looked as if he was less than thirty, and his long black and white shawl hair stood out even in the crowd. The person who spoke was too big. He is the lord of the Demon State, and he is also the master of Jing Teng.

After the scholar named Li Dongzi received this reply, he never said a word again. It's just that his gaze still stays on the Void Dao Platform.

Everyone knows what they might face next.

"Now that you understand, I don't need to say anything more, right? ”

The purple-clothed young man sitting on the beam snapped his fingers, waking up Jing Teng, who was a little stunned in the hall.

Jing Teng's face was gloomy as water, and the bone joints of his right hand clenching the Demon Dragon Spear were protruding, trembling slightly.

There was never a time when he was in such a bad mood as he was today. Among his peers, there was no one he had met who could put as much pressure on him as the person in front of him.

"It's not good!" Jing Teng sighed in his heart.

He had long been familiar with the rules of the kings' paths. Every battle of the dojo is a one-on-one solitary existence, how can there be a third person in the same dojo?

Jing Teng looked at the pile of white bones on the ground, and a sarcastic sneer appeared on his originally gloomy face.

The rules cannot be changed, but there are loopholes that can hardly be established.

Every change in the platform takes a certain amount of time. If he guessed correctly, the other party is doing something on top of this.

This sixty-fourth battle of the Daotai was originally set up for him! And his opponent was not the mysterious purple-clothed man in front of him at all, but the red-clothed monk who had turned into a pile of white bones on the ground.

A vague picture already appeared in his mind. After the red-robed monk succeeded in becoming the winner of the sixty-third battle of the Daotai, he came here through the teleportation array.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that just one of his feet stepped out of the teleportation array, and the purple-clothed man who was already the winner of the sixty-third battle of the Daotai was killed. Like a dove occupying a magpie's nest, it takes the place of the naked-robed monk......

The reason why this possibility is almost untenable. That's because in order to successfully complete this, you need to kill the winner who just stepped into the platform the moment the teleportation array disappears.

It's easy to say, but what kind of overwhelming and irresistible force is needed to make this happen?

"What do you want?" Jing Teng looked up at the purple-clothed man sitting on the beam, and his words were impatiently restless.

The other party is so deliberate to calculate against him, he doesn't believe it if he doesn't have a plan!

"If I'm not mistaken, you must have a strange fire in your body from the ancient times, and I will forgive you for your offense. Cang Xuan said. The corners of the slightly pursed mouth always have a taste that is difficult to ponder.

"Hahaha...... Why should I be a young man who covets the treasure fire in me!

Jing Teng laughed loudly, and the light in his eyes was as bright as a little sun. A visible high fighting intent burst out from his body, sharp and pressing.

Jing Teng's clenched right hand bone joint suddenly sounded, and he raised the demon dragon spear in his hand and pointed at Cangxuan, clearly indicating his attitude. A disdainful smile crossed his lips. The other party actually treats him as a soft persimmon, and he will let the other party know how good he is!

"Today, I will make you a dry bone under my path to enthronement!" Jing Teng said. Before he broke through to become a Venerable, he dared to provoke the Venerable of the Sixth Realm. Now that he has been honored, he is not afraid of all enemies.

"Is it really inevitable?" said the monk as he looked at the two of them on the Void Dao platform, shaking his body. It's hard to imagine such an extraordinarily terrifying duel. Who will be the winner of the first battle of the Dao Platforms in this eighth layer.

"Kill—"

Jing Teng's figure burst up, and the demon dragon spear in his hand suddenly stabbed straight at Cangxuan's eyebrows. This blow was like lightning, and a bit of cold light had already penetrated the layers of dimensional voids, locking Cang Xuan in the gun.

"Whew!"

The beams of the central hall were pierced by the tip of a spear at once, and hundreds of small holes were pierced. This scene fell into the eyes of everyone, and they couldn't help but show a look of horror.

The solidity of these royal platforms is unimaginable, and there are very few of them that have been damaged since ancient times. Unless it was those monks whose combat power far exceeded the limit of their own realm, they could break the law of this platform.

And Jing Teng's first blow had such a terrifying destructive power, which was far beyond everyone's expectations. There was a Venerable One who sighed, and it could be seen from Jing Teng's blow that the powerful combat power he displayed was definitely not something that a monk who had just seen the Sixth Realm could have. His extraordinary talent can also be seen.

"There is something to be said about this blow, but it is still too slow. Judging from your strength, you should be able to go a little faster, but it's a pity that you have too many distractions, but it is contrary to this pure killing style. It is simply stupid to know this, but to have the illusion of luck. ”

On this hollow hall, Cangxuan's figure was on an arched beam on the other side. He used his hands as headrests and reclined on them, giving people a kind of looseness and laziness all over his body.

The muscles on Jing Teng's face twitched slightly. The other party is so breezy and calm, it doesn't seem to be a life-and-death battle at all. In his opinion, this is a mockery and humiliation of him!

"Alas, you're more boring than I thought. But I'm in a very happy mood today, so I'll give you another chance. You have to grasp it, it may be the last blow of your life. ”

The rattling sound of clenching his fingers resounded in the empty and silent hall, and Cang Xuan looked at Jing Teng with a gloomy face, and the smile on his face was still undiminished.

In fact, he's been in a really good mood lately. On the way, not only did he break through his own restraints, but he also found hope for treatment of the things about Yan Jingxue that had been pressing on his heart, how could this not make him feel happy.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Jing Teng's forehead, and from the beginning, he felt that he was always at a disadvantage. The feeling of oppression given to him by the other party was too strong, and it caused serious disturbance to his mind.

"Since you are desperate for death, then let you see the ultimate killing style of our clan!" Jing Teng laughed wildly, his eyes were beating with black and blue firelight, and his face was suddenly covered with hideous corpse spots.

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