The cultivation of torture is the way of war, so it is very fast to understand the word of war, and in just ten days, the word of war is integrated with itself, and the power is endless.

"Well, you're so much stronger, it's no wonder you've dared to fight with me."The golden king is tall, like gold cast, his eyes blooming golden light, facing the punishment day, calmly without fear, step by step, golden light.

“Oh!”

Under the war, the space seems to be torn, the battle marks rush out, like the archery, the golden holy king is full of blond dance, there is a kind of madness, a roar, the golden wave rolls, the war pattern is broken.

Then, the golden holy king drinks, punches, space shakes, a huge fistprint flies out, collides with the war under the crack, roars, space is annihilated, and deafening.

"Oh, God, even if your strength has increased, it is not the king's opponent."

The Golden King is the Golden Lion King, called the demonic race in the alien, talented, there is the possibility of ascending to the Holy Land, very terrible, in the face of the punishment, he is not afraid.

The punishment of heaven is tumultuous, the deep eyes are condensed out of the battle lines, blessing to the body, the battle of heaven, cut vertically, want to tear the golden king.

He is the best among the human saints, born warriors, fighting for the prosperity of the people, participating in the competition, and in order to make the people give less tributes, and he is selfless to the people.

In the face of the Golden King, he is not afraid.

The battle between two people without fear is terrible.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

There was blood spilling out.

There was a blood mark in the arms of the punishment, and the mouth of the golden holy king bled.

The saints have seen, and the color has changed, and the golden king and the punishment day are to be fought hard!

“Damn the damn day.”

The nine-headed snake honors a group of demonic saints are very angry, because even if the Golden King wins victory, it will also face the challenge of other saints, and it is difficult to qualify for the second round.

“Heavenly friend of his...?”

The ancestors of the dwarves and the ancestors of the stone were also surprised.

The six Wang Ruolans saw the color change.

Li Fengyang said to Shennong: "Let the criminal heaven dare say defeat."

He can see that the Golden King is to a certain extent, more powerful than the punishment day, even if the day of torture to do its best to fight, but also hurt the enemy 800, self-harm the end of a thousand, so he wants to give in to the death.

The king and the king also looked at the gods.

The farmer hesitated.

Li Fengyang also said, "I will win the first."

Shennong was eager to open his mouth, but saw a mouthful of blood spewing in the day of torture, holding the arms of the war and fighting non-stop, and the golden holy king's face was also pale, blood stained on his body, only to see a blood mark on his chest, visible cavity bones.

The Golden King had not been so severely wounded for a long time, and suddenly he was furious and gritted his teeth and said, "Damn heaven, today I must kill you."

The war in the hands of the punishment was inserted on the platform, the blood dripped on the garrison, and the punishment itself was propped up on the garrison, tenaciously, staring at the golden holy king, showing the insanity, and said, "If you have the ability, you will come to take my life."

“Do you think the king wouldn’t dare?”The golden king roared, burst out, and sprinkled blood behind him.

“Day to death, give up.”The farmer shouted.

The internal wounds of the Holy King of the Golden King were undoubtedly more serious in the days of punishment, and Shennong worried him.

Li Fengyang said: "Deng Tian Dao friends, give up, you can rest assured, I will let this stop here."

“All right.”The day of punishment was stunned, and then nodded, and aligned and let in, saying, “I admit defeat.”After saying this, he withdrew from the war with his wounds.

“Damn.”The Golden King did not expect to admit it so much on the day of punishment, and suddenly he was trembling with a trembling face, wanting to vent out and scolding, "Temperature, you are a shrinking tortoise, don't you want to fight with the king?"How do you admit to losing?”

“Oh!”

The golden holy king's voice did not fall, and a figure went to the battle stage, which was Li Fengyang.

He said, "The golden lion, this seat is coming to fight you."

“Li Fengyang?”The golden holy king looked at Li Fengyang, and the golden pupil suddenly shrank and laughed, "Li Fengyang, the king thought you were a bright and honest person, but I did not expect you to be a little person who was at risk."

"Less nonsense, Golden Holy King, give up if you know it."Lee waved his hand.

“Repent?”The golden king's face is a little ugly, he is a demonic saint, has a great reputation, so admit to lose, not only do not accept, but also feel too faceless, even if you want to give up, but also a war.

"You seem to have chosen."

Li Fengyang no longer gives the golden king a chance, step out, the tight gold body and the word of war prompt, the whole body is golden, the whole body is full of war, rolling, straight to the golden king.

"Li Fengyang, I want the king to give up, unless you can beat the king."The King of Gold roared.

All the saints outside the war station saw this, and they all left their mouths, because they had seen that the golden king had been timid and had lost his war heart, and now he said that, but he wanted to lose a decent point.

Feng Zu saw that he suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Damn Li Fengyang."

"This Li Fengyang is so damned."The nine-headed serpent.

The old man was silent.

The demonic saints do not speak.

“Shhh!”

Sure enough, the Golden King was flown out by Li Fengyang, who fell on the platform, looked pale, and hurriedly said, "Stop, I admit defeat."

The Golden King continued: "Li Fengyang, today I was injured, so it is not your opponent, after I recover from the injury, I must fight with you and defeat you."

Li Fengyang felt funny and said, "This seat is waiting."

So the Golden Holy King went down to the battle, held his head high, but somehow he did not dare to look into the eyes of other saints.

All Saints are strange.

Only the fish cheered, "Master is good."

Some of the people in Wang Ruolan laughed.

Several Shennong people also look relaxed, the golden holy king is a good hand among the demon saints, and now the failure is also to curb the demonic forces.

Qi let the three of them calm and said, "Well, this one won by Li Fengyang, and now the contestants can challenge him."

The voice fell, and the outside of the battle was calm for a while.

All Saints are silent.

Because they all know the horror of Li Fengyang, they really don't want to fight him.

Like the old man of the young cow, he also wanted to defeat Li Fengyang, but he had to press the impulse of his heart, because he knew very well that he was not Li Fengyang's opponent, and one of them would lose.

Not only that, if he is defeated, it will be difficult for the demon family to get a more advanced ranking.

In order for the demons to flourish, the young cattle ancestors need to be tolerated.

It is the way that Fengzu acquiesces to the actions of the young cattle ancestors.

As for other ethnic saints, they did not dare to fight Li Fengyang.

The saints of the beasts and the beasts are also silent.

Qi let the three great saints see this scene, their faces are somewhat different, and asked, "Isn't there no Dao friends who are willing to fight Li Daoyou?"

No one answered.

Li Fengyang stood on the stage, did not expect this result, said: "Qi Jean the Great Saint, no one dares to challenge this seat, then even this seat won."

No one dared to go to the stage and fight Li Fengyang, and he had to announce: "Since this is the case, Li Daoyou will enter the next round of competition."

This is a very helpless thing, but it is also reasonable, after all, Li Fengyang and Song Bing's first war made all the saints shocking, and Li Fengyang a war, is not self-humiliating?

The challenge continues.

The dog of the beasts came to the fore.

The dog is medium in stature, wearing a dark dress, low forehead, two thick and messy eyebrows, eyes are thin and long, the nose is short, the mouth is not large, the appearance is really ugly.

No one dared to despise him, because he was a dog.

He stood on the stage and made a cold voice: “Who will?”

“Me!”

The ethereal ancestor came to the stage, like a fog, uncertain, but his body was very old, half white hair, the only thing worth noting is that he had no eyes, only a gray light fog.

“He is the old man.”The dog knew the ethereal ancestor, did not show a surprised color, was very calm, and said, "Let me teach you the fog."

The ethereal ancestors, the cultivation is not the way of rain, the way of the cloud, the way of electricity, but the way of the fog; this is a very rare way, the whole apocalypse continent, perhaps only the ethereal ancestors of cultivation, very strange, only see the ethereal ancestors move, the body becomes a cloud of fog.

The speed is very fast, it makes people feel unpredictable, floating between them, almost nothing, and it is difficult to see.

The dog was calm, and roared for a day, and the bright sun immediately dimmed.

The next moment, the whole battle was in darkness.

This is the dog!

Moreover, the dog swallows not only the sun, but also the ethereal ancestors.

The power of swallowing was the extreme, very terrible, the whole platform sounded a hiccup, very sharp, very harsh, the ugly, the ethereal ancestor in space immediately stalled.

With one of them, the ethereal ancestor appeared on its own, and then threw out a thing, which was actually a fist-sized gourd.

The gourd is purple and gold, there are many characters on it, and the ethereal ancestor is a little bit of purple gold gourd, and there is a large amount of silver and white light fog swept out, like the Milky Way, and it is very strong.

However, the swallowing way of the dog is very powerful, nothing to swallow, the silver and white mist are swallowed one by one.

But the next moment, the roaring dog showed strange color and was surprised: "Is this fog strange?"

"Oh, Roaring Tianli, this purple gold gourd contains a fog, ground fog, blood fog, black fog and other nine kinds of fog, through the six thousand years of refining, only today's effect, you want to swallow, but not so easy."The filthous path.

Indeed, he knows the strength of the dog, and the ethereal ancestor still dares to come to the stage, not without courage.

“Oh.”The dog's stomach had grown, and he hurriedly spit it out, and then hurriedly retreated.

“Go.”The ethereal ancestor took the purple gold gourd, and everywhere the nine kinds of mist inside, so that it was integrated into a terrible mist, rolled to the roaring dog, and the sob of the ghosts crying and howling.

Such as the dancing of demons, such as the cry of the wolf, like the ghost roaring, is very terrible.

“Shut up and come out.”

The dog snorted coldly, the palms spread out, took out a dark jar, and took a picture of the nine mists into the swallowing jar.

The faces of the fading ancestors changed.

The dog laughed and said, "The ethereal ancestor, your nine mists are really strong, but one thing drops one thing, and today you are destined to lose in my hands."

“Oh.”The old man’s face was blue.

But things as the roaring dog said, the nine kinds of mist of the ethereal ancestor can hardly hurt him, the deadlock is down, and there is only a final defeat.

The dog wins.

He then defeated two saints.