sun devour

Chapter 260

"Chichi!"

The ear-piercing voice rang in everyone's ears, and almost all eyes were focused on the three different vitality dragons.

Everyone wanted to know what the boy in white wanted to do!
Although the old antiques were anxious, they couldn't interrupt the ongoing challenge.

Seeing this scene, Yu Xiaofeng, Li Tianlong, and Yi Ziyan all smiled heartily, and their tense expressions immediately relaxed.

"Hey, someone is going to be unlucky!" Yu Xiaofeng smiled.

Seeing Yu Xiaofeng's relaxed expression, the hearts of the people next to him moved.

"Could it be that he will succeed?"

"Raging Dragon, fall!"

Following the sound of shouting, the huge angry dragon jumped up, swayed his thick body ferociously, and fell straight down towards the top of Yu Xiaojie's head.

"Squeak!"

Space is protesting, but it cannot stop their integration.

Under the trend of the thirteen potentials of Wuji, the three different vitality dragons gradually began to merge with each other according to some strange and mysterious laws.

"buzz"

Amidst a burst of humming, the ear-piercing sound died away, the light dragon dissipated, and the young man in white was holding a small mysterious diagram in his hand.

"Boom!"

Xuantu slammed against the angry dragon, and a deafening sound came from it.

The flames splashed everywhere, and the entire competition platform was shrouded in flames, making it impossible for people to see what was going on inside.

"The fusion was successful!"

Regardless of the result, everyone was shocked at this moment.

The different spiritual powers of the three systems were actually fused into one to form a mysterious picture, which everyone has seen.

"It's incredible!"

This is the first time the old man who walked out of the heaven was moved.

The old antiques were also all grinning from ear to ear. Although they already knew that Yu Xiaojie was a three-line spirit body, no one thought that he had such a skill.

"Hey, watch a good show!"

Amidst Yu Xiaofeng's laughter, the situation on the competition stage was gradually revealed.

The young man in white was holding a mysterious diagram, hanging in the air with a cold expression on his face.

But the holy son to be elected was terrified at this time, standing on the competition stage, panting heavily.

"Can you admit defeat?"

Yu Xiaojie asked coldly.

"Huh, huh, no, this is impossible! How could you smash my secret technique!" He kept shaking his head, apparently still unable to accept it.

"Humph!"

Yu Xiaojie snorted coldly, and moved forward, hitting his chest with a heavy fist, sending him flying and vomiting blood.

"Can you admit defeat?"

In the challenge, one cannot kill intentionally, and Yu Xiaojie naturally will not kill.

As the holy son to be elected, he has his own pride, and he also has the capital of pride. He has opened up five tricks in his youthful appearance. It is no wonder that this potential can be called the potential of becoming a saint.

On the competition stage, he gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat, and was thrown into the air by Yu Xiaojie again. After vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood, he struggled to get up.

"Even if I die, I won't admit defeat!"

"Is it?"

Naturally, Yu Xiaojie wouldn't be soft-hearted, and he slammed down wildly, and the candidate for the election passed out happily after all.

"The challenger wins!"

At the old man's words, the competition ended.

Looking at the young man who walked off the competition stage, everyone was in awe.

"Haha, bro, I knew you were the best!"

Yu Xiaofeng ran all the way over and shouted excitedly.

"Hehe, you!" Yu Xiaojie reached out and rubbed his head.

"Okay, go, work hard, I'll wait for you in heaven!"

"En!" Yu Xiaofeng nodded firmly.

"Hee hee, hurry up, sister Ziyan is waiting for you there."

Looking at the back of Yu Xiaofeng fleeing, Yu Xiaojie shook his head amusedly, and looked towards the peak, where a girl dressed in lavender was also looking at him affectionately.

"Yan'er." The boy smiled and looked at the girl.

Under the astonished gazes of many people, the newly appointed Saintess Yanxi threw herself into the arms of the young man in white.

"Wood, you are awesome!"

"Ha ha."

For this reason, Yu Xiaojie could only smirk.

"What a piece of wood!"

Even though she said that, the girl thrust herself into the boy's arms, inhaling deeply the familiar smell on his body.

On this peak, a man and a woman embraced affectionately, but one person's face became extremely ugly.

He is the Holy Son, Tianhao!

The relationship between the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter has always been extremely close. In Yanxi, every pair of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter were married, so this has become a common sense in everyone's minds. The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter are a couple. right.

At this time, the saint threw herself into the arms of others, which made him feel extremely insulted.

Seeing this scene, no one dared to speak, and the audience fell into an eerie silence.

"Boom!"

An extremely tyrannical momentum suddenly erupted, and the sharp breath scraped the muscles and pierced the bones.

"Ok?"

Yu Xiaojie was awakened, he felt that this aura was aimed at him.

"Tianhao, what are you doing?"

Feeling the vision, the old man asked.

"Hey, it seems that I don't need to talk about it?" Tian Hao's face was gloomy, and he was not afraid of the old man at all.

The old man frowned, looking at the men and women embracing each other, he naturally knew what was going on.

This matter is really difficult to handle.

With one step, Yu Xiaojie blocked the girl behind him and looked at him vigilantly.

"Are you puzzled by my hostility?"

Looking at Yu Xiaojie, Tianhao asked in a cold voice.

Yu Xiaojie narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not speak.

"This person is very strong!"

The aura exuded from Tianhao made Yu Xiaojie's heart tense, and he even felt that the person in front of him gave him the illusion that he was connected to heaven and earth.

"It seems that you really don't know, so let me tell you, the holy woman is actually the candidate wife of the holy son. So, do you understand?"

Suddenly, an extremely tyrannical aura pressed towards Yu Xiaojie.

"Hey, you already understand."

Looking at Yu Xiaojie who had the same gloomy expression, Tianhao let out a hesitant voice.

"If that's the case, then I'll be the Holy Son!" Seeing Tian Hao's imposing manner, Yu Xiaojie spit out slowly.

"boom!"

Yu Xiaojie's words immediately caused huge waves, and everyone was shocked, even the expressions of the old antiques were extremely astonished.

"He actually wants to challenge the Holy Son!"

The status of the Holy Son is generally unshakable. Even if his current strength is low, he cannot be replaced by anyone, because the most important thing for the selected Holy Son is potential, which is the chance of becoming a saint. .

Just like Yi Ziyan, at this time, it is just that the Jinzong class has condensed its origin. If you want to talk about strength, any one of the ten saintesses to be elected here will be able to win against her.

But at this time, Yu Xiaojie said that the Holy Son will be done by him. No one knows why he said such words, even if he is a three-line spiritual body against the sky.

(End of this chapter)