"Father?!"

The Serum River rose from the ground in confusion and looked at the Lord of the Blood Cave in confusion.

The Lord of the Blood Cave shook his head slightly, and said, "The specific details will be discussed after the battle of Tianjiao." From now on, you should not have any contact or intersection with that little girl. and do not provoke the other party. ”

"This ......"

Serum River's heart trembled, he couldn't have known what kind of person his father was.

can make him jealous, and the reason behind it must be extremely complex and powerful!

Thinking of this, he saw the innocent little Lori on stage again, and his heart was also slightly cold.

Don't say that his father didn't let him touch this little Lori.

He himself didn't want to get near this little girl anymore after experiencing that Origin Fear just now.

That boundless fear left a strong psychological shadow on him!

When he was also carried to the waiting area to recover from his injuries.

The white-robed man came out again, only this time, his face turned completely pale, after all, the next battle was Lin Xiaoxiao's battle against the Holy Son Yang Xuangan!

The plan that was originally planned, but the children of the three secret realms consumed it, because of various factors, in the end, completely collapsed!

The luck of this little Lori is simply against the sky!

No matter how you calculate, it's useless!

It made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

The more doubtful I am about my own spiritual path.

After these three scenes, the gloomy color in the eyes of the Xuanyang Sage is getting stronger and stronger.

"Good luck...... Could it be that this is the legendary Son of Luck!?"

He muttered, shaking his head slightly.

In the three games, the young master of Xuanzhong Mountain was hit by a punch, and Qing Fengyang, who was the most likely to consume the opponent, gave up the game directly, and the young master of the blood cave was so frightened that he didn't dare to move for inexplicable reasons.

Together, this little girl made two punches!

Can you consume a fart!!

"Holy Lord, ...... next"

The white-robed man asked the Xuanyang Sage.

The Xuanyang Saint sighed.

The Battle of Tianjiao is a grand event in the entire Ming Sacred Domain, and most of the citizens of the Ming Sacred Domain are watching.

Even the nearby sanctuary is broadcasting.

Originally, this format was already full of conspiracy.

If you get to this point, you will deny it first.

The face of the Holy Court is really going to be swept to the ground!

"Squeak ......"

Since that incident, I don't know how many billions of years, I haven't been forced into this situation.

This made the Xuanyang Sage feel a little annoyed.

Still, reason made him nod slightly: "Keep playing." ”

So far, I can only believe in the strength of the Holy Son......

"In this game, Lin Xiaoxiao wins ......"

The man in the white robe had already announced the result of the game with some numbness.

"The last game, Lin Xiaoxiao, battle, Yang Xuangan!"

Under this sound, everyone's breathing tightened.

This battle is to decide the champion of this Tianjiao battle!

The champion of the battle of Tianjiao is an extremely rare topic of conversation for every citizen of the Ming Saint Domain.

After all, the Battle of Tianjiao is sometimes only held once every few million years.

A champion may be directly praised for millions of years, tens of millions of years!

What a long time it has been!?

Even a Black Hole Level cultivator has already turned into a cup of soil!

"Rushing ......"

Yang Xuangan sat in the Xuanyang pattern practice uniform, floated into the ring, and said indifferently:

"You fought these three games, and I didn't take advantage of you. I'll only make a move when you want to start. ”

When he said this, it wasn't that he had the bearing.

Just because, Lin Xiaoxiao has nothing to consume at all.

Saying this can not only maintain his image in the hearts of the people of the Ming Holy Domain, but also appear to be magnificent, why not do it.

"It's okay, I didn't even warm up just now. No need to rest!"

Lin Xiaoxiao said very seriously: "Let's start directly!"

"......"

The people of the Ming Sacred Domain, who were originally quite moved by the Holy Son's considerate words, couldn't help but sneer when they saw that this little Lori was so arrogant.

"I really think I can compete with the Holy Son of the Holy Court!?"

"Heh, I think it's the end of the crossbow!"

“......”

And during this time, many viewers who supported Lin Xiaoxiao who were fans of the small circle were not to be outdone, and hurriedly replied.

"Isn't luck part of strength!?"

A group of keyboard warriors who have no sense of existence in reality and come to the Internet to scold!"

"Xiaoxiao will definitely win the championship!"

“......”

The two sides quarreled endlessly, but Yang Xuangan on the stage felt a trace of surprise.

Because, he could clearly feel that the little girl on the other side said this sentence completely out of her own heart, without any other thoughts.

"Heh......"

He sneered, no matter whether the other party is really so innocent or not, he must take the championship of this Tianjiao battle!

Now that he is standing here, he represents the Holy Court and the face of the Xuanyang Sage!

Represents the future of the Holy Tribunal!!

Thinking of this, his eyes were also resolute, and he roared angrily, and the Xuanyang lines on his practice clothes were all burning!

"Boom ......"

Endless fiery power emanated from the Origin Black Hole in his body!

Those fiery energy tides are all filled with a hint of creative power!

"In that case, let you see what is the real Holy Son of the Holy Court!"

His voice is magnificent, and his whole body is glazed.

Round after round of flames rose from under his feet.

Four rings of fire enveloped his body, making him look as if he was the god of fire!

"It turned out to be the fourth ...... of Xuanyang"

"It's amazing, in just two days, not only has I crossed my cultivation to the Black Hole Level, but even the secret method of cultivation has crossed a level!"

"Xuanyang must have put a lot of effort into it and spent a lot of money!"

"Haha......"

The saints were all talking about it.

Yang Xuangan, this holy son, is really dazzling!

It can even be said that it is possible to beat any previous Holy Son!

Hearing these praises, the gloom in the eyes of the Xuanyang Sage eased a little, and a proud smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"Karma is !! the world"

Yang Xuan shouted angrily, and the four rings of fire suddenly contracted, condensing into a black terrifying flame, attached to his fist.

"Boom!"

The next moment, he suddenly burst out, and the speed was so fast that he left endless afterimages in the air!

"Since you are proud of your strength, I will destroy your self-confidence in this regard!!"

He snorted angrily, confident and confident.

His rank is not lower than Lin Xiaoxiao, and Lin Xiaoxiao doesn't know any combat secrets at all.

The power of his karmic fire is attached to the fist, and the power of his fist is at least dozens of times that of ordinary powerhouses of the same level!

This punch smashed down, and in the same rank, he didn't believe that anyone could !!