The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

They each backed away, and after the distance between the two was opened again, the divine power surging out of each of them burned on the two of them like a flame. That kind of majestic strength also made all the onlookers tremble, and the eyes appeared in their eyes. With a strong look of fear.

"Although Xiao Jiu is only at the rank of Nine Sword Gods, it is not impossible to kill Ming Guang!"

After all, the four venerables are gods, and they have unique vision. In the round of divine power competition just now, it seemed that the opponent was shocked to retreat, but Bei Tinghuang still had the upper hand. With the strength of the Nine Swords God Rank and the Three Swords God King, if you don't lose the wind, you will win.

And on the ground, there is no lack of such masters. Only in the first round of fighting, when everyone looked at Bei Tinghuang again, their eyes were different, and a ray of pride rose involuntarily in fear. After all, Bei Tinghuang is from Central Continent.

"Bei Tinghuang, this king admits that you are very strong, and you should cherish your life if you can cultivate to this level in such a broken place as Central Continent!"

The bright light is suspended in the air, and the divine power like a horse emerges from his body, and surrounds him like a torrent. The aura of heaven and earth whizzes towards him continuously, and a long silver hair flies in the air, setting him off Like the silver god of war, like a god descending.

Affected by the armor of the monster, his golden pupils turned to silver at this time, and his contemptuous eyes fell on Bei Tinghuang lightly, and his contemptuous words resounded between heaven and earth.

"Mingguang, stop talking nonsense!" Beitinghuang didn't want to talk to Mingguang at this time. The soft sword in her hand was raised high, and the nine-colored light was on the snow-white soft sword, like Flowers generally bloom.

As for Ming Guang, who was obviously enraged by Bei Tinghuang's words again, he snorted coldly, and raised the judgment scepter in his hand towards the sky at this time, and a ruby-like energy spar on it was aimed at the sky. A star covered by the ink cloud, as the ruby ​​and starlight merged together, a strange energy emanated from his body, enveloping it like mist.

call!

The spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth has been stimulated to the extreme at this time, rushing towards him like horses, bursts of piercing sounds resounded, and the whole heaven and earth were in turmoil at this moment, as if the end was approaching.

Everyone only saw Mingguang waving the scepter, using the ruby ​​on the scepter to attract the starlight, and drawing a strange pattern in the sky. In the process of gradually perfecting the pattern, everyone actually saw that the black ink sky above Yancheng The cloud unexpectedly dispersed slowly at this moment, bursts of starlight spread down, carrying a violent force, pouring into Mingguang's body like a torrent.

And as the power of starlight crazily poured into Mingguang's body, the Judgment Scepter in his hand suddenly burst into light, countless phantoms burst out from the Judgment Scepter, and the terrifying energy followed. These phantoms fluctuate.

"This... this is..." the Great Elder of Yancheng swallowed hard, glanced at Yan Ye secretly, and reminded in a low voice, "The Spirit God Clan actually passed the Spirit God Art to Prince Mingguang!"

"Spiritual art?"

Hearing these three words, Bei Tingqing trembled all over and almost fell off the roof. Even if you have never experienced this kind of magic formula, just hearing these three words, you will know that this should be the magic formula left by the creator god, and its power is unimaginable.