Beasts become gods

Chapter 321 Wanfamen Zhou Long

The sudden change caught the other four members of the Pinglan Province Junior Lingwu Academy off guard. They did not have any thoughts of rescue. Instead, they secretly cursed Zhu Hankun in his heart for being useless and holding everyone back.

Yang Jun, who was the closest, had just witnessed the whole process, and he was not impatient. He had already observed a multi-prism floating in the sky above Zhou Xin's head directly in front of him. It sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared. It must have been this soldier spirit that absorbed Zhu Hankun into it.

The process of wrestling with Wu Han was not pleasant. After a slight struggle, Wu Han caught the flaw at the right time, so he had to go head-to-head with him, consuming each other's physical strength, but he did not dare to be careless, because there was also Ding Lin hovering with her wings.

Above his head, unprecedented pressure was placed on his body, causing Yang Jungang to be distracted and observe, so his strength was naturally not that strong.

Suddenly, Yang Jun just sensed a hint of danger. He wanted to continue to raise his arm to attack. He took a half step back, only to see Wu Han's condensed steel shield suddenly shrink several times, and then in a very short time, the center of the steel shield actually

A sharp steel thorn condensed inside. If he hadn't been on guard, he would have been penetrated by the steel thorn in his chest at this moment. At this moment, he couldn't help but panic and let out a dull breathing sound.

His heart was in his throat, and the sense of crisis that made people hold their breath and dodge suddenly occurred. Yang Jungang felt that his brain was deprived of oxygen and he almost fainted!

The steel thorn passed by Yang Jungang's cheek, directly scratching Yang Jungang's skin and leaving a delicate scar. Jealousy and fear filled his heart, and Yang Jungang felt like he was walking through the gate of hell.

Like a drowning mortal, Yang Jungang's subconscious reaction was to dodge sideways, his body's center of gravity fell, he put his palms together and then rolled. Subconsciously, he once again felt the attacks coming from behind him. He secretly uttered an indescribable curse word and then rolled again.

He stopped rolling with the help of a rock on the ground, stomped the ground hard and then slowed down. He stood up and raised his palms to see Wu Han, whose arms were transformed into steel shields, using his arms to sweep diagonally. The steel shield was too heavy for Wu Han to stop.

As he moved forward, the strong wind caused by waving his arms ruffled his bangs several times.

Yang Jungang felt his eyes blurred, and with an idea, he spread out his sharp claws. With the help of Wu Han's inertial movement of waving his arms, his palms came into contact with the steel shield. Following Wu Han's movement, he flew straight into the air, taking this opportunity to observe.

Check out what’s going on in the Colosseum.

It didn't matter what he saw, Yang Jungang, who was still in the air, was horrified. He saw Feng Wenqing in the front left fighting with the boy named Nie Xiaolong. The water flow released by Feng Wenqing was unable to extinguish the poison on Nie Xiaolong's body.

Purple flames and water columns hit Nie Xiaolong's body and was swallowed up by the endless purple flames, erupting into intense water vapor. But Nie Xiaolong didn't even retreat at all. He faced the water flow released by Feng Wenqing, with his left hand condensed with flames, and his right hand.

It has condensed into a steel blade, dragging on the ground, making a harsh friction sound, and attacking Feng Wenqing, but Feng Wenqing is slowly retreating, turning his head sideways to observe the situation nearby from time to time, but it can be clearly felt that Feng Wenqing cannot

Suppressing Nie Xiaolong's attack, he was just resisting with all his strength at this moment.

On the right front, he was even more shocked. He saw the boy named Chopin fighting with Fan Zhiqiang and Ni Haoyang, and he was not losing at all. He saw Chopin holding a gun in his left hand and stabbing Fan Zhiqiang continuously, while his right hand kept swinging to release streams of electricity.

, and wiped out all the spirit insects released by Ni Haoyang. Yang Jungang had never seen such a person among his peers who could compete with two people of equal strength at the same time and still show ease. At least from the perspective of spiritual power, all three of them were in the same level.

on the same horizontal line.

The most frightening thing is not the one in front, but Ding Lin who is swooping towards him from behind, and Zhou Xin who is still condensing spiritual power in the mountain-suppressing cauldron behind him, as well as the one who is looking up on the ground to observe the position of his fall.

Wu Han.

"Fuck!" Yang Jungang calmed down his surging emotions and couldn't help but cursed. He had never expected that things would develop to this point. He lowered his eyes and tried hard to analyze how to fight one against three. The more he thought about it, the more headache he felt.

He was in a falling position. After thinking for a long time, he sighed secretly and formed a pair of wings from his shoulder blades. He saw a pair of dark steel wings stretched out. The exaggerated wingspan covered the sky and the sun. From the shoulder blades to the spine, there was no trace.

Being covered by steel feathers, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is the innate ability of the steel-winged giant roc. During the process of spiritualizing the wings, the entire body surface was covered by steel feathers, forming a fine protection.

"Steel-winged giant roc!" Ding Lin was a little surprised. She didn't expect that someone of her age would contract such a spiritual beast so early. The jumping-footed roc evolved into a steel-winged giant roc at the first stage, and evolved into a diamond-winged giant roc at the second stage. It is active in Puluo

The Mir Mountains are often active at the junction of Husong Province and Galan Province in summer, and in Pro Province in winter. They are loved by many spiritual warriors because of their excellent defense capabilities and stable and long-lasting flight capabilities, but the Japeng ethnic group

They travel in groups and are very exclusive. They are hostile to human spirit warriors and it is extremely difficult to gain their trust. Therefore, every year, spirit warriors form a team and go to the Promir Mountains to search for the cubs and eggs of wild spirit beasts. In most cases, they are unsuccessful.

Even if they return, they will return with serious injuries, so the cubs and eggs of these spiritual beasts are extremely popular and the prices are very high.

Ding Lin remembered that a Jumping Peng egg was sold at the Wanfeng City auction. The final auction price was 8.8 million Gallo coins. Such an auction price was already close to the price of five liquid condensation pills. The price was

The height is intimidating. Now seeing the steel-winged giant roc on Yang Jungang's body, how could Ding Lin not be surprised by it?

"Maybe he didn't buy it with a lot of money, maybe his parents found it from the Promir Mountains..." Ding Lin could only infer this, looking at the steel wings with silver light, she felt in her heart

There is no reason to feel envious. There are very few spirit beasts with both flight and defense abilities. The number of spirit knots that spirit warriors have is also very limited. Spirit beasts with more than two abilities at the same time can be regarded as solid currency in the market.

If you contract a jumping roc and evolve into a diamond-winged roc, you don't have to consider contracting a spiritual beast with strong defensive capabilities...

Wu Han looked at Yang Jungang flying above his head. The exaggerated wingspan made him extremely helpless. How could he contain this?

When Yang Jun saw that Ding Lin was distracted, he seized the opportunity and swooped towards Zhou Xin. The steel wings were glowing with a dazzling silver luster, and he directly activated the innate spiritual method of the steel-winged giant roc.

Steel Wing Slash!

Yang Jun just took a deep breath. The battle made him extremely excited. At this moment, he felt a fire burning in his heart. He completely ignored the situation of three people he was facing. When the strong pressure swept over him, he unexpectedly

An astonishing burst of courage erupted.

I saw Yang Jungang's eyes gleaming, his wings spread to the extreme, and the dive speed suddenly accelerated. He had put aside all distracting thoughts in his heart and focused on Zhou Xin in front of him and the huge mountain-suppressing cauldron in front of him. He had already seen

Without seeing the movements of the other two, the only serious problem was the lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

call out!

The extremely sharp steel wings were fully unfolded in a straight line, like a silver lightning. As it cut through the sky, its momentum surged, and it quickly bullied Zhou Xin from the sky.

But what surprised him was Zhou Xin's more playful smile. This scene was so familiar, just like when Zhu Hankun had a face-to-face contact with Zhou Xin just now, but Zhou Xin's smile was even worse, a feeling that the conspiracy had succeeded.

This is very wrong!

Yang Jun just didn't dare to advance any further, but he released the Steel Wing Slash that he had been preparing for a long time, and then quickly canceled the spiritual transformation. After landing, he sprinted forward and made an emergency turn, looking for the edge of a rock shelter to avoid it.

Boom!

Sure enough, the Steel Wing Slash he had just released was aimed directly at Zhou Xin, but it was completely blocked by the twin mirrors hanging above his head. It burst out with dazzling light and made a crisp sound, forming a fan-shaped light.

The shield absorbed most of Steel Wing Slash's attack, but Zhou Xin himself was not affected at all.

"monster!"

Yang Jungang's expression changed suddenly. He didn't expect that his attack could be neutralized so easily. It would be difficult to seek opportunities again. He immediately wanted to retreat. It would be better to meet up with Ni Haoyang and the others first. Otherwise, he would be like this now.

In this state, it is easy to be beaten in the next half minute.

Just when Yang Jun had this idea, a space crack suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the space crack shattered at an extremely fast speed, and a person appeared inside, it was Zhu Hankun!

But it seems that Zhu Hankun's condition is not very good. Zhu Hankun, who has sprung out from the crack in space, is lying on the ground breathing heavily, and the look of panic in his pupils does not seem to be fake.

Only Zhu Hankun knew what he had just experienced. He was originally trapped in a space made of countless mirrors. The space continued to collapse towards him. Forced by the unknown danger, Zhu Hankun had to constantly release his spiritual power to launch attacks.

, all the attacks were ineffective, but the countless prisms that were originally squeezing towards him expanded in the opposite direction. This made Zhu Hankun overjoyed, but he knew very well that this was not worth being happy about.

It is necessary to continuously release spiritual power to make the space more spacious. This is undoubtedly an extremely fatal behavior. When one's spiritual power is squandered, what will follow is to continue to collapse inward. By then, there will be little spiritual power left, and the body will

Still in a weak state, how to deal with it in the future?

For this reason, Zhu Hankun stopped attacking and no longer poured out his spiritual energy. Instead, he absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to restore himself. At the same time, he was heartbroken and decided to try to see what it felt like to be squeezed.

Suddenly, he felt a huge force coming from all around. Zhu Hankun had no time to respond and fell rapidly downwards. God knows how a deep and invisible tunnel appeared in the space that was originally surrounded by prisms. The originally crystal clear space instantly became extremely dark.

, the surrounding mist dispersed as the body fell rapidly. Zhu Hankun felt that his eardrums were about to be penetrated by the endless wind. The whining wind could not stop pouring into his ears, and he lost his balance.

He had no time to respond. In the dark tunnel, apart from the humid air, there was only the fear of not knowing when it would hit the bottom. There was no sense of direction in the dark tunnel, and a feeling of despair arose in Zhu Hankun's heart.

, but while the body was still falling rapidly, it was difficult to breathe, and the eyelashes were fluttering uncontrollably.

It was the first time in Zhu Hankun's life that he felt so close to death. It was a slow process of witnessing his own death. His mind kept recalling all the past experiences, and he was so confused that he couldn't calm down at all.

Before this, Zhu Hankun had never understood what death felt like. However, when he attended his great-grandmother's funeral with his brother and father when he was six years old, he experienced the atmosphere of grief firsthand. The heavy emotions lingered in his heart, and then there was the dinner.

It was extremely delicious, but because everyone around him was in deep sorrow, he did not dare to run to his father and brother and say that the dinner tasted really good.

While waiting for death to come, Zhu Hankun finally realized that he had always lived in the expectations of his parents because of what kind of person his parents wanted him to be, so he silently worked hard to move in that direction, but these were not

His wish can even be said to be to cater to his parents' requirements and to please his parents.

Yes, he has been trying to please his parents. It is his parents who want him to do this, not what he wants to do.

I don't like Pinglan Junior Lingwu College at all. Here I don't feel the friendship that should exist between classmates, and I don't even feel the love and care of teachers. There is only hard work, hard work, dedication and fighting!

He erased his human emotions and used countless value systems to force himself to complete the so-called monument!

In this never-ending falling process, Zhu Hankun was very scared and panicked. If he could choose a way to die, he hoped to be stabbed to death by Qiao Bang during the battle. This might make his heart sink, although

He didn't know why he wanted to die like this, or why he had to die in Qiao Bang's hands, but it was much better than showing his cowardice in endless despair.

During the fall, Zhu Hankun also tried to spiritualize his wings, and tried to release the spiritual power of the thunder element with both hands, trying to stop the fall or to see what kind of environment he was surrounded by, but to no avail, the spiritual power seemed to be directly eliminated from the body.

Only then did Zhu Hankun realize that he was not only falling, but also deprived of the spiritual power that spiritual warriors relied on most. However, his body still did not feel empty.

Just when he was wondering if his spirit had been disturbed, Zhu Hankun felt that his body suddenly no longer lost weight, and he was inexplicably separated from the dark tunnel. A feeling of being separated from another world emerged in his heart, and then he was separated from the space.

He was squeezed out and fell to the ground of the Colosseum, where he was thrown to pieces.

"Are you okay?" Yang Jungang shouted loudly and shouted to Zhu Hankun.

"Ahem...Okay...I'm fine...It's fine..." Zhu Hankun said in a trembling voice. His body finally adapted to the weightlessness of falling. Suddenly he returned to reality and he wondered whether everything that happened in the Colosseum was also false.

"Get up quickly if nothing happens. The battle is not over yet. Fight until the last moment!" Yang Jungang's sonorous and powerful voice did not give Zhu Hankun a chance to refuse. His voice was frustrated and highly contagious, pulling Zhu Hankun out of his dizzy state.

Zhu Hankun also quickly calmed down, shook his head, swung his arms tremblingly, and then slowly supported the ground. His legs gradually regained their strength and stood up slowly.

"Calm down your emotions!" Yang Jungang shouted sternly, rather like a military officer.

"Understood!" Zhu Hankun looked stiff and nodded, moving his limbs tremblingly. As his consciousness gradually became clearer, he also saw the situation clearly. He was not trapped in the dark tunnel for too long, but in fact Zhu Hankun felt that at least

Half a year has passed.

Is that space dominated by spiritual consciousness?

Could it be that Zhou Xin did this on purpose, to trap himself in it and experience the despair of falling?

Was his arrogance just now clearly seen?

Zhu Hankun opened his mouth. There were countless questions in his heart that he could not ask. At this moment, he was on the battlefield. Looking at Zhou Xin who was immersed in accumulating spiritual power on the Zhenshan Cauldron, he pursed his lips and looked firm. He decided to fight to prove it.

I am not a weak and incompetent person.

Holding his breath, Zhu Hankun mobilized all his strength, a flash of lightning flashed across his eyes, and then he burst out with an unprecedented momentum, silently activating the innate spiritual method of the Thunder-clad Bear.

Assault!

An electric current spreads throughout the body, stimulating the pores and cells throughout the body, and the rejuvenated body is actually born with stronger explosive power.

At the critical moment, Zhu Hankun stepped on the ground hard, jumped up to a height in an instant, and rushed towards Zhou Xin with lightning speed. The battle became extremely anxious!

…

On the other side, Fan Zhiqiang and Ni Haoyang were struggling to hold on, but Qiao Bang became more and more courageous as he fought, playing an unprecedented sense of rhythm. He poked the gun back and forth with one hand without losing accuracy, which made Fan Zhiqiang miserable.

Ni Haoyang was even more distressed. During the battle in the morning, he released more than half of the spiritual insects, but they were all wiped out by Qiao Bang. He fought again in the afternoon, but he never thought that Qiao Bang would directly release the heart of thunder, and his whole body would be covered with thunder.

With the coat of elemental spiritual power, his own spirit insects could not attack effectively at all. Whenever the spirit insects attacked, Qiao Bang seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, releasing streaks of thunder to shock the spirit insects.

So tender, you can smell the smell of fried bugs in the aura of heaven and earth.

He wanted to pull away to support others, but Qiao Bang suppressed Fan Zhiqiang tightly. If he pulled away, Fan Zhiqiang would be defeated in a very short period of time. If Qiao Bang was allowed to act alone, this team battle would be very difficult.

It's almost over.

In desperation, Ni Haoyang and Fan Zhiqiang joined forces to fight against Qiao Bang, but they did not gain the upper hand.

Suddenly, the moment Qiao Bang and Fan Zhiqiang's eyes met, a cold light suddenly appeared, and they heard a dull sound.

"Pfft!"

The soul-breaking gun penetrated directly into Fan Zhiqiang's left arm, and the blood surged like a fountain and couldn't be stopped at all!

"ah!"

Fan Zhiqiang let out an earth-shattering howl, and the heart-wrenching pain resounded throughout the Colosseum. Everyone present could clearly hear Fan Zhiqiang's painful wail. Looking at Qiao Bang, who was calm and unhurried, the onlookers couldn't help but secretly smack their tongues.

Zhu Boming was also attracted by the sudden wailing sound. His eyes had been fixed on his son Zhu Hankun who had just emerged from the crack in space. He was not very satisfied with his son's performance, but he realized that a new situation had appeared on the other side.

The soul-breaking gun with piercing properties penetrated Fan Zhiqiang's body without any obstruction. Qiao Bang held the handle of the gun with both hands, turned around and looked at the stunned Ni Haoyang, grinned, and gently pulled the soul-breaking gun out of Fan Zhiqiang's left arm. Blood gurgled.

Suddenly, Fan Zhiqiang let out a dull groan. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Fan Zhiqiang was holding back the pain to prevent himself from fainting quickly.

Heartbreaking pain filled Fan Zhiqiang's body. Except for the trauma on his left arm, Fan Zhiqiang felt that his mental power could not be stabilized. It seemed that the moment the soul-breaking gun penetrated his body, all the balance in his body was broken. His spiritual power could not be stopped.

The flow, mental power is also fluctuating violently.

Qiao Bang didn't change his expression. He picked up the tail of the soul-breaking gun with his backhand and smashed it hard on the ground. Using the rebound momentum, he kicked the ground with both feet and flew backwards. Only then did Ni Haoyang react and swung out a wave with one hand.

The insect swarm and countless beetles are chasing Qiao Bang, and they are bound to engulf Qiao Bang.

After falling from a high altitude, Qiao Bang landed on his feet and then performed a light roll to remove the inertia. After stabilizing his body, he stood up quickly. While dancing the soul-breaking gun, he wrapped the gun body with thunder. He used both hands and wrists to quickly swing it with all his strength to form a fine lightning network.

After blocking the incoming cap-spotted beetles, some of the spirit insects enjoyed the thunder bath under the baptism of thunder and bid farewell to this beautiful world. However, most of the spirit insects disobeyed Ni Haoyang's mental control and fought hard.

Resisting the control of mental power, it stopped advancing two meters beyond the lightning grid, forming a tight insect wall.

Seeing that the insect tide was no longer attacking, Qiao Bang narrowly avoided it, put away his gun, and adjusted his body balance with his arms spread out. Seeing that the spirit insects were still attracted by the lightning net floating in the air, Qiao Bang ran away from the place with all his strength and headed towards Nie

Xiaolong's location is close.

His chest rose and fell violently, Qiao Bang exhaled the turbid air in his body, and silently activated the beast suction method, but he did not activate it with all his strength, reducing the movement that aroused the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. His closed pores quickly opened, and sweat poured out like rain. In an instant, he was

His underwear was soaked. There were waves of numbness and soreness all over his body. Qiao Bang slowed down his body movements to reduce the physical exertion.

Fighting one against two was a bit exciting, so much so that Qiao Bang forgot about the situation of the rest of the people on the field, and concentrated on dealing with the alternating attacks of the two. His movements were smooth and smooth, his spiritual power was consumed very quickly, and his body muscles were also a little strained, but

It didn't make Qiao Bang feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, he felt a sense of unsatisfactory pleasure.

For a long time, I have either been suppressed by the teacher in the cultivation competition, or been squeezed by the teacher Gu Tong, or I have the upper hand in the competition with my peers. I can rarely fight comfortably, mostly being abused and abused. Nowadays, with

Being one against two made me feel nervous, and somehow I became more and more excited as the fight progressed. Seeing Fan Zhiqiang's hasty expression of retreating back and forth, he wanted to attack even more, which was already beyond his expectations.

All the teachers present saw it clearly. Qiao Bang occupied a favorable offensive position with his excellent spear and stick skills and his skillful ability to instantly activate his spiritual power. His fast attack strategy allowed him to kill Fan Zhiqiang and Ni Haoyang.

The fighting directly divided the Colosseum into two battles. As the captain of the participating team, Qiao Bang's performance was perfect. On the contrary, Ni Haoyang was caught by Qiao Bang because the spirit worm was afraid of thunder.

Weakness, taking advantage of the situation where Fan Zhiqiang was constantly suppressed, directly restrained Ni Haoyang and prevented Ni Haoyang and Yang Jungang from joining together.

Seeing Ni Haoyang gritting his teeth, Qiao Bang felt extremely happy in his heart. The pressure accumulated during this period made him immersed in exercising and cultivating his spiritual power every day. This afternoon, he vented it and left the past depression behind.

, got a clear mind and body.

After coming out of the Southern Territory, he was chased by Shadow Sect's bastards. The impact of the confrontation between the Southern Territory Army and the Royal Court Army lingered. Now that the war is raging, he can't make any substantial efforts. The more he succumbs to the academy.

The more time he felt was pressing, the more Qiao Bang missed his grandfather, who was not related by blood in this world. At this moment, he must still be pacing back and forth in the Chinese army tent, thinking about how to deal with the various methods of the imperial court...

Thousands of thoughts were accumulating in his chest, and he couldn't think about it. Qiao Bang quickly adjusted his gun-holding posture. He had already seen Ni Haoyang release a snow velvet cocoon to cling to Fan Zhiqiang's wound. Snowflakes were flying, freezing the penetrating wound directly.

, temporarily suppressed Fan Zhiqiang's injury, and Fan Zhiqiang did not want to be a drag. Since the beginning of this battle, he had not shown his true strength. He was holding back his strength and was unwilling to fall down, so he completely transformed his left arm into a

Steel, while forcing out the velvet cocoon, tried to use the effect of spiritual transformation to restore the arm and restore consciousness.

"No! This will compress the space of the spiritual veins, and it will be very difficult to condense the spiritual veins in the future!" Ni Haoyang couldn't help shouting, stopping Fan Zhiqiang from going his own way.

Hearing this, Fan Zhiqiang stopped the spiritual transformation process. He walked forward unsteadily, with flaws all over his body. As his injuries worsened, Fan Zhiqiang could no longer speed up, his body movements gradually slowed down, and his breathing was no longer even.

"It's time to end this farce!" Qiao Bang was just about to seize the opportunity to rush forward and launch an attack when an angry shout suddenly came from behind him. The voice was very familiar, it was Zhou Xin shouting.

Hearing this, Qiao Bang stopped his forward movement, quickly drew his gun back to his side, and with the help of the force of swinging the gun, he jumped up, then rolled on the ground. After seeing the direction of the Zhenshan Cauldron, he easily climbed up.

It transformed into a pair of wings and fluttered high, looking at Nie Xiaolong's position and swooping down, its feet transformed into the claws of the Moon Crow, grabbing Nie Xiaolong's shoulders without using too much force, and took Nie Xiaolong flying into the air.

Obviously, Qiao Bang had never spiritualized his feet, and his strength was not well controlled. Nie Xiaolong was shaking violently after being caught. In desperation, he grabbed the roots of his calves with both hands, causing Qiao Bang to slide down a short distance and start again.

After stabilizing his body, Qiao Bang quickly waved his wings and flew as far away from the reach of the Zhenshan Cauldron as possible.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! Capture your companions! Hurry!" Zhu Hankun noticed something was wrong immediately and roared at Yang Jungang, but he had already rushed out quickly. When he found Feng Wenqing, who was nearest, he grabbed him.

His feet directly clamped Feng Wenqing's arms. Feng Wenqing also cooperated extremely well and grabbed Zhu Hankun's calf with both hands, shouting at Zhu Hankun above his head.

"And Fan Zhiqiang and Ni Haoyang!"

"I can't care about so many people, I can only save you!"

Zhu Hankun had no choice but to say something. He noticed something was wrong when he just fought with Ding Lin and responded early. But now it seems that it is too late. Zhou Xin's palms slapped the surface of the Zhenshan Cauldron, causing it to

It became smaller, and the hands of the cauldron were continuously slapped with the spirit beast engravings of snakes and turtles on the body of the cauldron. The black black water in the cauldron kept rolling, constantly beating the inner wall of the Zhenshan cauldron, and the dark water was about to overflow from the Zhenshan cauldron.

The surging Xuan Shui overturned and spurted out without any stagnation. The ferocious Xuan Shui was like a torrent, and this momentum could not be stopped at all.

For a moment, a strong wind blew up. Countless rocks in the Colosseum were collided and exploded by the black water. Countless debris and fragments were flying. The monstrous water condensed into substance, just like countless black pythons whizzing past. In a very short time, the beasts were fighting.

Everyone on the field was affected by the mysterious water, creating a turbulent wave everywhere. No one was spared outside the Colosseum. A group of teachers quickly pushed the students away from the scene and gathered around the Colosseum.

"Don't worry about me, Jun Gang, hurry up and save Fan Zhiqiang!" Ni Haoyang shouted quickly. His body was wrapped in spiritual insects. The insect tide poured out from his collar and cuffs, forming three pairs of wings. Looking closely, he saw that there were actually three pairs of wings from his hat.

The wings formed by the gathered beetles looked very difficult, and could barely maintain their body shape less than one meter above the ground, barely being affected by the mysterious water.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jungang directly spread out a pair of steel wings, swooped over and hooked Fan Zhiqiang's armpits with his arms. At this moment, Fan Zhiqiang was affected by the black water, and the black black water submerged his legs. Yang Jungang tried hard to pull Fan Zhiqiang out of the black water.

It took a lot of effort to pull it out completely, which also affected the wound. Blood flowed out from the wound on his left arm again. Fan Zhiqiang finally couldn't help the pain in his flesh and skin and cried out in pain.

"Uh-huh!"

Blah blah blah...

The black Xuanshui slapped against the walls of the Colosseum. Broken jade and beads were everywhere. The Colosseum had been flooded by the Xuanshui. The sticky Xuanshui was no longer violent. The Xuanshui in the Colosseum also gradually calmed down and was no longer restless.

The surrounding wind is no longer violent and gradually calms down.

"The tripod that controls mountains and seas! One of the nine treasured tripods of Wanfamen, this child actually comes from Wanfamen!"

Zhu Boming screamed in shock. The qi-nurturing skills he had cultivated over the years as a city lord were instantly wiped out. His heart was extremely shocked. Only when he came back to his senses did he realize that something was wrong.

He has already seen that the child who has transformed into a pair of black wings with exaggerated proportions seems to have been seen in the Southern Territory Legion...

He also came to his senses. The Wanfa Sect was very protective of its shortcomings. He exposed the origin of this child in public. The masters of the Wanfa Sect in the Colosseum must be present. He was afraid...

It's hard to get out!

"City Lord Zhu, you're fine!" A sudden voice suddenly sounded a few meters in front of him. When Zhu Boming reacted, he saw a person wearing a green plain robe with billowing skirts, and a person stepping on a huge red-yellow bronze mirror.

, actually hung in the air, and his figure gradually appeared.

"Zhou Long!"

Zhu Boming's heart was awe-inspiring, and he didn't dare to breathe. His past experiences were still vivid in his mind. He had not forgotten the experience of being beaten to the mansion by Zhou Long to ask for an explanation. He glanced at the soldiers he had brought with him for no reason, and found that these soldiers

None of them would be Zhou Long's opponent together, and they couldn't survive three rounds.

"I was right. I originally came here to see my son's achievements in the past year, but I didn't expect to meet you. It's really a blessing."

"Yeah... I'm really lucky..." Zhu Boming's face was very ugly, and he was filled with anxiety and nervousness. He didn't know what Zhou Long was going to do.

Zhou Long ignored Zhu Boming and turned around to look at Zhou Xin in the Colosseum. At this moment, Zhou Xin was breathing heavily, but his expression was particularly excited, because Zhou Xin knew that he had succeeded.

He has been able to use the maximum effect of the Mountain-Suppressing Cauldron. Although the power is not enough due to his own cultivation, he can already control the Mountain-Suppressing Cauldron!

Looking at his excited son, Zhou Long, who was standing in the air with his hands behind his back, was very happy and smiled slightly.

(End of chapter)