Maitreya Emperor

Ci Tianxing and Sikong Zhaixing had already noticed this change and aura, and immediately reminded everyone on the scene:

"Be careful, these people are a bit weird, especially the ones dressed in black! They all have imperial soldiers, so you should too Use the Imperial Arms! At critical moments, you can use the Dadu Transformation Technique!"

Ci Tianxing and Sikong Zhaixing still didn't show up. Their points have already exceeded 200,000. Even if they don't have points later, they can still reach the Trayatoli Heaven Realm.

Sure enough, those cultivators all dressed in black were holding magic knives with billowing black energy, and they were attacking viciously and with fatal blows.

In the heavenly realm, there are people who practice Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, demons, and ghosts. Therefore, it is not surprising to everyone that demons and ghosts cultivate.

However, Ci Tianxing and Sikong Zhaixing understood that these cultivators in black were most likely minions of the Dark Temple.

After being dormant for a long time, I finally couldn’t bear it anymore!

This time, Ci Tianxing did not let his nine, no, ten female beauties appear now, and he was still worried about their safety!

In the gladiatorial arena, Ci Tianxing's people are most likely in a very dangerous situation. The imperial weapons used by those people are very strange, and the demonic energy emitted can corrode people's souls!

Therefore, during the battle, they had to deal with the opponent's imperial soldiers while also dealing with the demonic energy emanating from the imperial soldiers. They were at a great disadvantage!

Ci Tianxing was anxious, so he had to send a message one by one: "Use the Dadu Transformation Technique!" Everyone who

was already very passive remembered Ci Tianxing's instructions before going on stage, and they all used the Buddhist magical power "Dadu Transformation Technique!"

Sure enough, it worked. It seems that the biggest weakness of the people in the Dark Temple is the Buddhist magical power.

Light has always been the nemesis of darkness!

In the torrential golden Buddha light, the shadow man, covered in black devilish aura, was immediately at a disadvantage.

As soon as the black demonic energy touches the Buddha's light, it makes a sizzling sound and is purified by the Buddha's light, losing the ability to corrode the soul of the cultivator.

Soon, the situation in the arena was reversed, and Ci Tianxing's people gradually gained the upper hand.

As time goes by, the demonic energy in the cultivators of the Dark Temple is gradually transformed, their violent energy is reduced, and their combat effectiveness plummets!

This round of fighting in the arena ended with Ci Tianxing's overall victory. The fifty-fifth prince looked livid. This time, he lost many points. These points are also another currency in the heaven and can be compared with Exchanged for Sumeru crystals.

The furious Prince Fifty-Five personally came to a mysterious courtyard near the arena, where his dead soldiers were hiding.。

“You all bring high-grade imperial soldiers and make sure to weaken that guy's power! Jin Moluo, keep an eye on the guy named Ci Tianxing. Once he comes on the stage, you will take action to deal with him yourself! Remember, bring high-grade imperial soldiers with you! "

The fifty-fifth prince said a few harsh words in a vicious tone before returning to his Void VIP Stand to wait for the next good show!

Ci Tianxing, Ziwei, Baidi, Lingbao, Yuanshi and others all saw it Understand the unusualness of those who enter the Douluo Arena next.。

“Looks like we need to take matters into our own hands! Everyone, be careful. I think this fifty-fifth prince is already murderous. He just teamed up with the people from the Dark Temple and suffered a loss. He is probably going to make a bigger move! Ci Tianxing warned everyone.

When Jin Moluo saw Ci Tianxing preparing to play, he immediately followed him.

As soon as Ci Tianxing entered the arena, Jin Moluo entered the arena: "Jin Moluo, please enlighten me!"”

“"Ci Tianxing" Ci Tianxing clasped his fists in return. This kind of magnanimity is still required.

Jin Moluo didn't say much. After saying hello, he had already held something like a wind wheel in his hand, and the wind wheel's white sharp blade was spinning rapidly. Exuding a sharp murderous aura, the Douluo Arena was already filled with sharp blades of the Wind Wheel before he made a move.

Ci Tianxing could feel that this was a top-grade imperial weapon, and the murderous aura emanating from it made him feel extremely dangerous. The hair on his hair stood on end.

He didn't dare to be too big. It had reached this point, and some methods had to be exposed!

You have a weapon, and I have a super shield. Ci Tianxing thought about it and chose the cornucopia. The

shape of the cornucopia is similar to the golden bowl. People who don't know, think it is just an ordinary golden bowl.

Ci Tianxing activates the cornucopia, and the cornucopia shines with golden light, filled with imperial power, and instantly resists the sharp blade light and shadow emitted by the golden wind wheel.

In the imperial soldiers , Jin Moluo did not gain the advantage. Now his only confidence is that his cultivation realm is seven small realms higher than Ci Tianxing. Based on this alone, he is sure to kill Ci Tianxing! The five people in the

stands The fifteenth prince thought so too!

It’s just that they all underestimated Ci Tianxing’s strength!

They would soon know this!

Just after the two of them exploded with all their strength, the wind wheel and the cornucopia clashed, and a verdict was made.

With the help of high With the strength of seven realms, they are both imperial weapons, but in the hands of two people with such a huge difference in strength, Jin Moluo believes that his imperial weapons can destroy Ci Tianxing's imperial weapons! However, after the violent energy dissipation

, In the end, the fifty-fifth prince saw a fact that he did not want to believe no matter what:

Jin Moluo's hands were bleeding, the wind wheel and blades were completely destroyed, leaving only a bare handle, and he completely lost his combat effectiveness.

And Ci Tian Xingqueyun was calm and gentle, looking at the sluggish Jin Moluo with a slight smile on his face.。

“How can this be! You are only the second level quasi-emperor! How could I lose! I'm not convinced! "Kimuro roared in pain!

"If you don't accept it, fight again! "After Ci Tianxing finished speaking, he activated the cornucopia again.

The cornucopia shone with divine light, and the golden light pierced the sky! What

the fifty-fifth prince and Jin Moluo didn't know was that the cornucopia has now been promoted to a mid-grade heaven-level warrior. How can it be so? It is comparable to a high-grade emperor-level warrior like Feng Lun!

Jin Moluo, who had no power to fight back, was shattered by Ci Tianxing's second attack, leaving only his soul intact.

This was still Ci Tianxing Keep it, otherwise, Jin Moluo will be completely destroyed!

After taking a look at the frightened Jin Moluo soul, Ci Tianxing put away the cornucopia and walked out of Chief Douluo without looking back. There

was another roar at the betting table outside the venue. There were sounds and wailings, and some people would be ruined this time!

The fifty-fifth prince suffered particularly heavy losses!

This time, he was sure that Ci Tianxing would not only lose, but also fall, so he made a big bet!

Just Ci Tianxing In Tianxing's round, he lost five billion Sumeru crystals! In addition, other Douluo arenas were ending one after another, and his people were completely defeated, and he lost more than five billion sumeru crystals, plus the previous losses It basically emptied his treasury!

The most important thing is that the soldiers he killed were all dead soldiers. After those dead soldiers were defeated, the only ending was death.

Only Kimmelo retained his soul. Other than that, , his combat power can be said to have been completely lost!

Such a situation may cause him to be kicked out of the heaven and become an abandoned son!

At this time, the fifty-fifth prince can no longer be described as angry!