Peerless Divine Emperor

Xiang Daolong used only one strike to forcibly wipe out three people at the peak of the eighth level of the Yuanhuang realm. Although the remaining four were still alive, they vomited blood, their internal organs were all displaced, and their momentum was extremely weak.

In their current state, I am afraid that any top-level Yuanhuang ninth-level strongman could easily understand them, let alone a terrifying existence like Xiang Daolong?

They all looked at Xiang Daolong with fear, their hearts thumping, and a sense of fear filled their bodies.

"We promise not to compete with you for the quota, just ask you to give us a way out, okay?" One of them said in a trembling voice, revealing a pleading tone.

In order to obtain the final glory, he did not hesitate to lower his posture.

Everyone who can enter Wangtianque has extraordinary qualities, but at this moment he can do this step, which can be said to have abandoned his dignity and pride. It can be seen that he really gave it up.

Regardless of the cost, just to survive

Xiang Daolong's eyes showed a hint of playfulness, and he turned his head to look at Peng Jing, as if asking what the latter meant.

However, Peng Jing seemed to have not heard the man's words, his face was indifferent, and he said lightly: "It's too whimsical to dream of entering the top ten with the strength of an ant. Although I can sweep the whole field, I will not violate the rules of the Fantasy Killing Field. Only the strong can stay to the end, and you are not qualified yet!"

With the power controlled by Peng Jing at this time, he can completely control everyone in the Fantasy Killing Field and ignore the rules of the Fantasy Killing Field. Whoever he wants to enter the top ten, he will let him enter, and no one dares to go against his will.

However, he did not do so, just because this is the Fantasy Killing Field, it is Wangtianque.

Even if he is the heir of a saint, he should not despise the rules of the Fantasy Killing Field. He knows that everything that happens in the Fantasy Killing Field is under the surveillance of others, and all his actions are secretly watched by people. If he acts completely according to his own ideas, what will be the consequences?

He doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to take the risk.

Fortunately, the ranking of individuals is determined by their strength. As for who is stronger, he can tell at a glance.

In this way, the controller of the Fantasy Killing Field should not say much.

When Peng Jing finished speaking, the four people's faces suddenly turned pale as paper, and their bodies trembled slightly. Are they going to stop here?

"Xiang Daolong, what are you waiting for?" An arrogant voice came out, and it was Peng Yuxuan who spoke.

"Understood." Xiang Daolong nodded, and then his expression suddenly became as sharp as lightning, and his eyes released terrible lightning. It seemed that there were endless lightning flowing all over his body, making a hissing sound, like a terrible thunder god, and a devastating pressure pressed towards the four people.

"Run!" One of them shouted, without any hesitation, and fled directly in one direction.

Under such power, no one can survive.

The expressions of the other three changed drastically, and they also shot in different directions, at an extremely fast speed, just to survive.

"Where to escape to?" A sneer came from Xiang Daolong's mouth, and he slapped his palm forward. A huge thunder mountain appeared in the void. The thunder mountain was flowing with destructive thunder power, and the purple thunder light was extremely dazzling.

At this time, a series of lightning lights shot out from the thunder mountain, covering the sky and the earth, covering the space, and quickly chasing the three people.

The three people felt the crisis coming, and their speed increased a little bit. However, the speed of lightning was so fast that it fell on their heads in the blink of an eye, falling down with a terrifying momentum, trying to wipe them out directly.

"No..." The three people looked up in horror, and saw a flash of lightning constantly enlarged in their pupils, which was extremely dazzling and made them almost unable to open their eyes.

Accompanied by a violent rumbling sound, three lightning lights penetrated the bodies of the three people at the same time like sharp swords, and then quickly spread out, sweeping the surrounding space, and completely annihilating the bodies of the three people.

After a moment, the lightning slowly dissipated, and the figures of the three people disappeared.

"This..." Some people who were watching from a distance were all trembling at this moment, their eyes were filled with disbelief.

Another blow, and another powerful attitude to crush the four people, which was very similar to the previous scene.

Some people couldn't help but wonder, in Xiang Daolong's eyes, is there no difference between the ninth and eighth levels of Yuanhuang?

They were all killed with one blow, and there was not much difference.

The crowd looked at the majestic figure like Thor from a distance, and couldn't help but feel thousands of emotions in their hearts. Although they were all favored by heaven, there was still a huge gap between them, so big that it made people despair.

Xiang Daolong was the difference between heaven and earth to them, while Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan were at a higher level.

They found it hard to imagine that Xiang Daolong was so powerful, but he was still willing to follow Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan. They didn't need to do anything, and someone would do everything for them. Is this the style of a peerless evildoer?

Having a good background really wins everything at the beginning.

Xiang Daolong flashed and returned to Peng Jing in the blink of an eye, clasping his fists and saying, "Are you satisfied, Young Master Peng?"

It seemed absurd that a person at the ninth level of the Yuanhuang Realm was so polite to a person at the eighth level, but the people around him did not think there was anything wrong with it, but rather took it for granted.

Because the person he was facing was Peng Jing, the descendant of the Great Peng Saint.

"Well done." Peng Jing smiled and nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and his words naturally exuded the aura of a superior.

"It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning!" Xiang Daolong bowed his hands, his tone was quite casual, as if what he did just now was just a trivial matter in his eyes.

"After leaving Wangtianque, I will personally ask my father to let you follow me to practice and become my confidant." Peng Jing looked at Xiang Daolong and said.

After this, the expressions of the other three people changed slightly. Peng Jing actually promised to let Xiang Daolong become his confidant so quickly!

I saw a dazzling light in Xiang Daolong's eyes, as if he was particularly excited. He immediately bowed to Peng Jing and said: "Thank you for your appreciation, Mr. Peng. Xiang will definitely obey Mr. Peng's orders, and will never retreat in the face of danger!"

Xiang Daolong came from the Lightning Peng clan, and the Lightning Peng clan is a branch of the Thunder Peng clan. The bloodline is much thinner than that of the Thunder Peng clan, and it is only a second-rate demon clan in the Peng domain.

The Thunder Peng Clan can be ranked among the first-class demon clans, but it is still inferior to the Six-winged Purple Gold Peng Clan. By comparison, we can see how big the gap between the Lightning Peng Clan and the Six-winged Purple Gold Peng Clan is, like the difference between heaven and earth.

Xiang Daolong is a leader among the younger generation of the Lightning Peng Clan, and the most talented person in the past five hundred years. Many elders in the clan have high hopes for him, hoping that he can shoulder the great task of making the Lightning Peng Clan rise.

Therefore, Xiang Daolong took the opportunity of the wedding of Young Master Jinpeng to practice in the world, and came to Wangtianque, where many geniuses gathered, to find a strong backer to help him grow rapidly.

He knew very well that if he only relied on the cultivation resources within the clan, his achievements would be very limited. He must rely on an ancient demon clan and practice with the resources of other clans, so as to realize the grand plan of reviving the Lightning Peng Clan.

And Pengjing is undoubtedly an excellent choice.

The prince of the six-winged purple gold Peng clan is a man of extraordinary talent, and his cultivation is not much different from his own. If he can practice with him, his cultivation will surely improve rapidly, and his future achievements will be limitless.

This is the real reason why Xiang Daolong is willing to follow Peng Jing!

Borrowing Peng Jing's identity, he can make himself stronger and let the Lightning Peng clan rise against the trend!

Peng Jing glanced at Xiang Daolong. He actually understood what Peng Jing was thinking, but he didn't care. It is natural to pay a price to cultivate a confidant. As the prince of the six-winged purple gold Peng, what are these prices to him?

Peng Yuxuan's beautiful eyes swept over the other three people at this time, and she said lightly: "You are the same. As long as you serve us sincerely, you will be able to follow us in the future, and you will have all the resources for cultivation, and you can also enjoy superior treatment!"

"The princess is right, we will definitely serve you until we die!" The three said in unison, and their tone seemed extremely firm. How could they miss such a good thing?

At this time, Peng Jing looked around. With his perception, he easily found that there were many people around who were secretly observing the situation here.

However, he didn't have the leisure to find them one by one.

"I am Peng Jing, the ninth prince of the six-winged purple gold Peng clan. Pass on my order. Everyone in the illusion killing field must come here within half an hour. Those who disobey my order will be killed without mercy!" Peng Jing said loudly. This voice resounded through the vast space like the nine-day thunder, and kept drifting away, so that people far away could hear it.

When Peng Jing's voice fell, the hearts of the people around him suddenly shook violently, and their faces were extremely ugly. Peng Jing, are you going to hit them all at once?

And you want them to take the initiative to go, isn't this sending them to death?

As expected of the prince of the six-winged purple gold Peng clan, he acted arrogantly and unreasonably, but they had no room for resistance. Peng Jing had said in advance that if they dared to disobey his order, they would be killed without mercy.

Going may be death, but not going, but it is certain to die.

Now, there seems to be only one choice in front of them, to take the initiative and then obey Peng Jing's arrangement.

Although this seems a bit weak and incompetent, in the face of such a powerful force, they can only bow their heads, otherwise they will not escape the fate of being eliminated. Who doesn't want to live to the end when they come here?

Even if there is only one last glimmer of hope, they want to fight desperately.

Peng Jing looked at Xiang Daolong and the other four people again, and ordered: "Go and monitor around to see if anyone disobeys orders and does not come. Once found, kill them directly!"

"Yes!" The four nodded at the same time, and then stepped in a direction and left here.

Although the four major helpers were sent out, there was no ripple on Peng Jing's face, as calm as ever, and this calmness came from his confidence in his own strength.

Even if there were only two of them here, no one would dare to be presumptuous!