Twin god-level martial spirits shocked the Demon Emperor’s wife!

Hearing the sound of a dragon roar coming from the ring.

The eyes of all the sea creatures were stern, as if they were about to witness the birth of a real dragon.

"Shua shua shua!"

There seemed to be a dragon shadow swimming in Luo Fanchen's pupils, and his whole body was hazy with formless divine light, and dragon energy was surging from the inside out.

"Magic power: Golden Peng Sky Claw!"

Peng Wanli was startled and waved his claws to take Luo Fanchen. The golden claw shadow covered and locked Luo Fanchen, leaving no way to the sky and no door to the ground, sealing all the dead ends.

However, the vast white light burst out at this moment.

Luo Fanchen's figure disappeared, and in his place, a white five-clawed real dragon with a length of ten thousand meters appeared in the world, like a real dragon emerging from water, rushing towards the sky.

It smashed the golden claw shadow released by Peng Wanli.

"The magical power of the Jiao Demon Clan--"

"The Jiao Dragon Overturns the Sky!"

The white dragon shocked the world, the divine dragon swung its tail, and forcibly pulled Peng Wanli's thousand-foot body into a deformed and twisted state, the protective golden feathers shattered, the flesh and blood burst, and the bones made crackling sounds.

Like a meteorite, it fell to the ring at a high speed, causing a deafening sound, and the sea of ​​stars rippled in circles.

If the Four Seas Dragon Kings had not taken action in time to stop the fluctuations, I'm afraid it would be difficult for the guests outside to stabilize their bodies.

The white five-clawed real dragon was suspended above the ring, riding on the clouds, with dragon horns, and every scale was clearly visible, exuding a noble and cold aura, and the dragon's eyes looked down, even disdainfully overlooking Peng Wanli's miserable condition below.

The young master of Jiaomo was dumbfounded: "This..."

"Is this still the magical power of my Jiaomo clan?"

"It's not a Jiaolong turning the sky, it's a real dragon going out to sea!"

Prince Shituo's scalp tingled: "Why do I feel that Uncle Luo is more like a big demon than us?"

Niu Zichang was shocked. Although he was an ancestor god and was confident that he could take down Luo Fanchen, he was still trembling and asked tentatively:

"Dad, it's not too late for me to call him uncle now."

The White Bull Demon Saint laughed and said, "Your Uncle Luo is kind and righteous. He won't bother with a child like you."

Niu Zichang breathed a sigh of relief.

The four sea dragon kings, the princes, and the princesses took a deep breath and looked at the white real dragon figure that Luo Fanchen turned into with some doubt.

"He..."

"He used the special skills he practiced to refine the real dragon marrow so quickly?"

"When he transformed into a divine ape before, it was enough to be mistaken for the real thing. This time he transformed into a real dragon, the dragon energy is too strong..."

Ao Xiaoxi clenched her little hands and couldn't help saying:

"This person is too much like our dragon!"

Ao Sanyuan said gently: "I think he may still be hiding his strength."

"What?"

Ao Dade, Ao Weimin and other princes and princesses of the Dragon Palace all looked over.

The Four Seas Dragon King has begun to transmit the message.

"This kid is not right!"

"This real dragon marrow does come from a white dragon in the ancestral realm, but even the white dragon itself has not grown the fifth dragon claw."

"Need I say that?" Ao Qingying smiled and said: "When he was able to break through the dragon ladder of our Four Seas Dragon Palace, I felt something was wrong!"

The Four Seas Dragon King stopped discussing and looked at Luo Fanchen deeply, with different thoughts.

Peng Wanli's spine was broken, and he lay on the ring like a dead dog in mud, his eyes wide open, blood flowing from all seven orifices. At this moment, he was breathing out but not breathing in.

"How..."

"How..."

"Is it possible?"

He tried hard to get up and save a little dignity, but he fell heavily there, without any face at all.

The words that Luo Fanchen said kept echoing in his mind.

Cut off one of my hair, you Tianpeng clan are proud enough.

My Tianpeng clan has a saint!

Ahem.

Is he bragging, or...

Peng Wanli was sent off the field by the Four Seas Dragon King, and then he suddenly realized that it seemed that Luo Fanchen had never looked at him straight since the first meeting. No matter how he provoked, the other party never took him seriously, as if the two were not in the same world at all.

"Damn it!"

"This kid's strength is unreasonable. What kind of opportunity did the human race give him?"

The eyes of the Black Sky Demon Saint became even gloomier.

The demon dragon leader was pleasantly surprised, but his face was extremely ugly: "This boy actually humiliated my Tianyao domain's Tianjiao in this way!"

"How hateful!"

The White Bull Demon Saint toasted the Black Sky Demon Saint with a glass of wine.

"Don't be angry, old brother. My brother Luo really didn't mean it this time. Who would have thought that before he even exerted his strength, your little Peng bird would fall down with one move."

"There is a gap between the 48th and the first on the Shinto Prototype List."

"Then it's up to you. Why don't you surrender?"

"Could it be... that you have a grudge against the Tianpeng clan and deliberately want to see other people's young people get beaten?"

Other places were silent and no one dared to get involved. They secretly thought that the White Bull Demon Saint was not an honest cow at first glance.The eyelids of the Black Sky Demon Saint twitched wildly, and there was a faint red glow in his eyes. In the end, he raised the wine glass and drank it all in response, smiling:

"There is no such thing as a victorious general in the world. The quality of the Eternal Realm Tianjiao in our Heavenly Demon Domain is indeed a bit poor. If Diao Linglong of our clan had not broken through to the Ancestral God Realm, how many people would dare to speak nonsense in front of her?"

"Hahaha."

The White Bull Demon Saint laughed and said, "Then you have to keep her away from my brother Luo. If it were a different occasion, my brother Luo might not be willing to spare her life."

The Black Sky Demon Saint snorted coldly, and a strong murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Shua!"

Luo Fanchen's identity nameplate flew out of the water ball, and he successfully advanced like Ji Wanling, who had won two games before.

Ji Wanling nodded slightly at him, as if he had some recognition.

Previously, the top geniuses may have looked down on Luo Fanchen, but now they are more afraid and recognized.

In the universe, reasoning is useless. Respect must be earned with fists.

The four layers of the human race's Mount Xumi have erupted in thunderous cheers.

Looking forward to watching, I wonder how far such a human race genius can go in the King's Ceremony.

Ao Weimian asked Ao Yufei: "Cousin, do you regret choosing Jin Zhanxiao, who is sought after by other dragon girls?"

Ao Yufei clenched her fingers and shook her head, saying: "The two geniuses of the Heavenly Demon Realm were defeated. What does it have to do with the Golden Immortal Clan?"

"I support Jin Zhanxiao. I don't know how much stronger he is than Peng Wanli."

Ao Weimian shook his head and sighed, but didn't say anything.

Ao Shijie was full of fighting spirit: "Sister, I have a feeling that this human boy is definitely a good opponent. It's a pity that he has not entered the realm of the ancestral god, otherwise I would like to fight him!"

Ao Weiman frowned: "What human boy!"

"Maybe he will be your brother-in-law in the future!"

"Be respectful!"

"If he can enter the True Dragon Land, I will choose someone else instead of the ball. You must help him after you enter!"

Ao Shijie glared: "If he doesn't choose you instead of the ball, why should I help him?"

Ao Weiman rolled his eyes: "I dress up like this ugly, it's not easy for people to be polite to me, and I still expect them to love me?"

"I feel disgusted when I look in the mirror!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The battles in the sky continued,

Chen Xun in the Qiankun domain was facing the woman in a black dress with a white snake mask at this moment.

The Blood Shadow Fairy in Luo Fanchen's body trembled.

His eyes flashed, and he locked onto the woman in an obscure way:

"Hmm?"

"Is there a demon?"