The Fusion Of Mysterious Fantasy Becomes a God

What makes Su Xin excited at this time is not the performance of space. The power of the Thousand-handed Battle Buddha is very strong, even stronger than that of Bo Xun, who has never performed the Gorefiend sacrifice technique, but it is still far from enough in Su Xin's eyes.

What Su Xin sees is not its power in the hands of space, but the great fit and moldability of this thousand-handed fighting Buddha magical power and his own innate abilities.

On the stand again, after the thousand-handed war Buddha in the space shattered the ancient god figure of Prince Styx, he again blasted away at Prince Styx's body with unabated momentum.

This kind of momentum is about to completely kill the opponent to slag.

But Prince Ming He, as a young emperor, how could he be defeated by space like this? The young emperor and other top talents of all races are basically two levels.

Which young emperor does not have his own trump card, but now this space has to force out the trump card of Prince Styx.

"You are really good, but if you want to defeat me 2-7-3", you still take it for granted! Ugh! God of the Underworld!"

Prince Styx stretched out his arms, and his whole body began to rapidly melt like snow melting in the spring sun, turning into streaks of gray air currents, and the Styx River under his feet even turned into a huge stone platform under the rush, the stone platform was a thousand feet in size. Seems to be waiting for the arrival of the Supreme.

The young emperors each have their own merits. That wave patrol is a powerful and boundless melee attack, and the Prince Styx is extremely demonic. I am afraid that the Tianjiao present can see the essence except Su Xin's method, and the others just intuitively feel each other. His moves are so strong that they defy the sky, but he doesn't know why.

hum!

This world seems to be violently pressed by some mysterious force, and everyone's waist seems to be stunted. This kind of spiritual pressure is unheard of.

Immediately afterwards, the airflow transformed by the Prince Styx began to condense into a five-faced figure and landed on the stone platform.

"Supremacy is here! Almost all the geniuses of all races have the same idea in an instant. It's not that they have the same idea, but the way the Prince Styx's card is played is too shocking, so they can't help but give birth to such a idea.

The space is also deterred by this aura, it seems that the greatest power of this god of the underworld is to deter others.

But the fighting spirit of the space is still undiminished. Seeing the opponent revealing his trump card, he immediately controls the thousand-handed war Buddha to bombard him head-on, but this attack, the space with his hands clasped together can no longer spit out a blood.

Prince Ming He turned into a god of the underworld, as if the emperor had fallen into the mortal world. With a wave of his palm, the endless evil and charming gas turned into a rolling torrent, as if he was going to turn this world into a furnace. It gives people a very hot and dry feeling, and it feels like they are completely melted.

This palm directly calmed the attack of the Thousand Hands Fighting Buddha with a powerful gesture, and the body of the space flew away like a kite with a broken string.

"Senior brother!" The little nun Jing'er exclaimed, her expression full of worry.

Prince Ming He slapped the palm again, but at this time, the space was sighed, shook his head and said: "I lost.

For admitting defeat, the space monk expresses his true intentions.

Prince Minghe saw that the other party opened his mouth to admit defeat, so he retracted the offensive.

Victory points!

The body of the Underworld God once again turned into an air flow and aggregated into the body of the Prince Minghe. He glanced at the space from a distance, and immediately walked off the stage.

Seeing this, Tianjiao in the audience breathed a sigh of relief and began to relax a lot.

"Amazing, although the outcome is still the victory of Prince Styx, this battle is also very exciting.

"Yes, the strength of the human race is estimated to be only a little worse than that of the young emperor."

"Hmph, a slight difference is a lifetime difference, and it may be insurmountable in a lifetime!" Of course, some people sang the opposite tune.

On the first day of the final competition, the battle between the randomly selected space and Prince Styx was a feast for the eyes of Tianjiao, but there are still nine competitions, which are also worth looking forward to.

In the second game, the Tianjiao of the Golden Clan fought against the Second Holy Son of the Desolate Clan.

They are both physically strong, and the two sides fight as if they are close to each other. The people watching are full of passion. In the end, the second holy son narrowly defeated the golden clan genius who was second only to the golden god son.

In the third game, the Tianjiao of the Nine-Tailed Tianhu Clan of the Monster Race fought against a Tianjiao of the Protoss, and was easily won by the Gods Tianjiao.

In the fourth game, an Asura Clan Tianjiao of the Demon Clan fought against Menglin of the Meng Clan, and the Asura Clan Tianjiao won.

The fifth...

Until the seventh game, Tianjiao of Wanzu did not expect another heavy competition.

I saw two rays of divine light shot from the puppet and landed on the wrists of Su Xin and the demon dragon Fei'er.

"What! Human Su Xin versus the Taixu ancient dragon from the demon clan?"

"This, this is another battle between two young emperors!"

"I didn't expect the young emperor to meet so easily...

Tianjiao "The rules of the conference are there. If you want to be the first, you can't avoid fighting against other young emperors. It's just a little too sudden, and Su Xin just killed the Gorefiend's wave tour not long ago.

This sudden change caught Su Xin by surprise, but he jumped onto the arena calmly and glanced at the demon clan.

The Great Sage Chongxiao had a calm expression on his face, but he also said to Long Feier: "Go, Fei'er.

Long Feier nodded, since this time has come, of course there is no reason to avoid it.

She came to Su Xin and saw that Su Xin's eyes were calm, but she did not take the initiative to speak.

"The competition begins." Hei Dashengyuan shouted, but his eyes were full of anticipation.

Seeing the battle of the young emperor again, whether this human Su Xin can still defeat the demon dragon Fei'er, or is he defeated by Long Fei'er.

"Fei'er, if you can kill this Su Xin, you can't keep it!" The Great Sage Jinpeng, who had not fully recovered from his injuries, looked at Su Xin's figure and gnashed his teeth.

After the Great Sage Heiyuan opened his mouth, Su Xin changed his "passive" normal state, but burst out with endless demonic energy all over his body, pressed his palm on the ring, and whispered: "The Demon Prison Kills the World!"

"What! Isn't this the magic power of the third holy son of the desolate clan!"

"Yeah, why is this Su Xin able to cast so skillfully, even stronger than the third holy child demon of the barren clan?" 3.0

Tianjiao in the audience was shocked, but soon they could see nothing.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the Great Sage Chongxiao narrowed, and his mind became a little nervous.

"You want to use your trump card to kill me, but you don't want to be seen by others in advance?" Long Feier seemed very calm in the dark killing world.

"I guess half right, I'm going to kill you, but I don't want to make others invisible, but to make you admit defeat and others won't hear you at all! Sorry, I really don't have any good feelings for the demon clan!" Su Xin He laughed, killing intent in his eyes galloping straight.

In addition to his lovely battle maid, Su Xin's attitude towards the demon clan is to see one kill one!

That's right, all of this is because of the Great Sage Jinpeng, and it is because of the Great Sage Jinpeng that Su Xin has a feeling of disgust for the entire demon clan!

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