The descendants of the Immortals and Demons and the participants of the Three Thousand Worlds all stared at the Golden Little Bull angrily, and they might be worried about the Heavenly Dragon Sun. But no one of them was afraid of this bull.

"What are you looking at, staring at Brother Niu again, Brother Niu will poison you!" The golden little brute cow suddenly opened his arms, frightening the surrounding immortal demon descendants and the cultivators of the three thousand worlds to retreat.

The process of killing Zhan Feng with poison by the golden little manniu, they had witnessed it from the eight exquisite mirrors, and this guy was also a dangerous person.

"What's the matter? Which one is not convinced, and continues to call?" The golden little manniu has never been a person who takes advantage of it and stops, he is proud of the enemy and very arrogant. The enemies around were very indignant, but they were all afraid of the venom in the hands of the golden little bull, which was more terrible than the venom of the Death Tree, so these people did not dare to break out.

The old golden bull was very enjoyable to watch on it, and he didn't mean to stop the golden little bull at all.

Li Qingyun couldn't stand it anymore, he touched the goat's beard and said in a deep voice, "This Dao thinks that our rules need to be changed." Poison, something that does not belong to the category of strength, should be banned in the battle for places. ”

The old man agreed. Ling Zangfeng immediately spoke, "What Li Qingyun Daoyou said is good, poisons and poisons do not belong to the category of strength, I agree to cancel." Qi Yang narrowed his eyes and said, Gai Xiong just wanted to make a statement, but the old golden bull spoke first, "The old man also agrees, and I myself very much agree with what you said, 'poison and poison' does not belong to the category of strength. But I would also say that this kind of thing is something that can really change the tide of battle. ”

Li Qingyun and the others' faces were all ugly, and they heard the mockery in the words of the old golden barbarian. The descendants of the immortals and demons can quickly defeat many human powerhouses, and they use the venom of the Death Tree to open the way, and they use the venom of the Death Tree to win, but now they say that poison and poison do not belong to the category of strength, which is undoubtedly an act of slapping themselves in the face.

"Malegobi, you old fellows, why don't you just say that everything that Long Jiaoyang is good at should be banned from using? Why don't you give you an idea, you just let Brother Long Xian advance directly and rank first in the battle for places. The golden little manniu angrily pointed at Qi Yang and the others, and scolded directly.

The old golden bull sat above, and he had no scruples at all.

Qi Yang was very angry, Gai Xiong stared at the golden little bull with fierce eyes and said, "Venerable the golden bull, you'd better let your descendants shut up, otherwise don't blame the deity for being ruthless." ”

"Why shut up?" the old man felt that he had a point. "The old golden bull domineering Dao Gaixiong has a hot temper, his patience is about to be worn out, he stares at the old golden bull, and the killing intent in his heart is unbearable.

"Gaixiong Daoyou, don't be angry, wait until after the battle for places. Li Qingyun whispered that Gai Xiong suppressed the anger in his heart and sat on the stone bench in a muffled voice.

The old golden bull stared at Li Qingyun with flickering eyes, it was not afraid of any powerhouse of the same level, because it came with the heart of death.

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Wu Xinjie's entire body was covered with blood power, and his condition could not be seen from the eight exquisite mirrors. But Long Jiaoyang was near Wu Xinjie, and he could use the Transformation God to see the process of Wu Xinjie's physical reorganization. Some of these mystical patterns made Long Jiaoyang can't help but think of the feeling of casting the trick of ten thousand fires reincarnation.

This seems to contain the power of samsara.

"Wu Xinjie is so badly injured, can he really recover?"

Seeing this scene, Xuan Yuxi worried, "I look at the hanging, after all, the power that hurt Wu Xinjie is in the emperor-level realm, and his physical wounds must be full of emperor-level dao patterns, which are difficult to wipe out lightly." The War King frowned and said, "Wu Xinjie was able to survive the sneak attack of an emperor-level realm cultivator, which already shows how extraordinary he is. He must have the power of a special bloodline, otherwise it would be impossible for him to escape death. "Li Mingdao, the second prince of the Golden Little Barbarian Bull Dao, "There is only half a day left, and the battle for places is about to start, and Long Jiaoyang Daoyou will not be dragged down by Wu Xinjie's injury and miss this battle, right?"

The golden little manniu and Xuan Yuxi both showed worried looks, they now know Long Jiaoyang very well, and he will definitely not leave his own people.

"The empty monk and the others haven't been able to come yet, they won't have an accident, right?" Li Ming said again, "Alas, look at their luck." The golden little manniu rarely sighed and said that time passed minute by minute, Long Jiaoyang stood not far from Wu Xinjie like a statue, he closed his eyes slightly and seemed to be asleep, forgetting that the time for the battle for the place was coming, and if he didn't rush over, he would miss it.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the eight exquisite mirrors on the stone platform, and the descendants of the immortals and demons and the people of the three thousand worlds were expecting Long Jiaoyang to miss the time. The golden little manniu shouted in their hearts, hoping that Long Jiaoyang would make a decision quickly and rush to participate in the battle for places immediately.

Click.

A crisp cracking sound sounded, the blood-colored light on Wu Xinjie's body cracked, Wu Xinjie's flesh was full of ugly wounds, some parts were bleeding continuously, his injuries could not be recovered, and he could only barely repair his body.

Long Jiaoyang urged the Tianxiang Divine Tree to Wu Xinjie's side, wanting to use the vitality of the Tianxiang Divine Tree to restore his vitality, but he was shocked to find that Wu Xinjie's body was rejecting the vitality of the outside world.

"The power of foreign objects is useless to me, and I need to repair it myself to restore the broken body. Wu Xinjie smiled reluctantly and explained, "You are too seriously injured, so continue to heal." Long Jiaoyang frowned and said, "Time is not enough, let's go to the ring of the battle for places first!" Wu Xinjie took out a piece of clothing and covered his body full of cripples, his eyes were very bright, and he had endless battle intent.

Long Jiaoyang was shocked by Wu Xinjie's words, "You still want to compete?"

"Yes, not only do I have to compete, but I also want to get a quota!" Wu Xinjie said unswervingly, Long Jiaoyang was infected by Wu Xinjie's fighting intent, he grabbed Wu Xinjie's arm, and said proudly, "Okay, let's go and sweep the descendants of immortals and demons and the three thousand worlds!"

Long Jiaoyang's words made the faces of the descendants of the immortals and demons and the cultivators of the three thousand worlds become ugly, but no one opened their mouths to scold, because Long Jiaoyang and Wu Xinjie broke through the sky, Long Jiaoyang threw Wu Xinjie next to the golden little manniu, and he himself directly descended on a martial arts field.

"Don't say a word of nonsense, I'm here, let's go to war!" Long Jiaoyang was domineering, and the two gravity divine stones stood beside him, and began to form a black mist.

The descendants of the Immortal Demon and the participants of the Three Thousand Worlds were completely aroused by Long Jiaoyang's inner anger. This human race stood on top of the martial arts arena, and when they said such words, the domineering look between their eyebrows made them crazy.