All-field Godly Wish System

They were talking. Suddenly, there was an explosion in the martial arts arena. Yang Ling swept it away with her eyes, but she was slightly stunned.

"Is that tooth? He lost? "

On the central arena, the teeth covered his chest and looked at the woman in front of him, lying on the ground behind him.

The opponent of fangya is a beautiful woman in palace dress. She is the Pearl of the Empire!

"She's just a late inborn woman. Why should she win the battle?"

Yang Ling wrinkled slightly and looked at a group of virtual figures around the girl. Under the sky eye, he found that the virtual shadow was composed of countless auras. He did not know whether it was a man or a woman, and the realm was difficult to see through.

It seems that this group of spirits is responsible for the sudden burst of poetry.

"Is this spirit body the state of transformation of the strong soul as mentioned in the jade slips?"

He had a faint guess in his heart. After he wanted to have a close look, he suddenly sensed something, and the whole person was shocked again!

"Love robbery!"

"How could that happen?"

Yang Ling sensed that from the poem Yan Ran, the whole body exuded a strong sense of robbery, and its intensity was comparable to that of the twilight streamer!

But the difference is that the atmosphere of love and robbery seems real and illusory, which gives Yang Ling the feeling that it may burst out suddenly or dissipate for no reason. It is not as clear as twilight and Nangong ruoer.

See Yang Ling a face shock color, wonderful clothes good strange way: "childe, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, just an acquaintance."

Yang Ling sighs and shakes her head. The love robbery of poem Yan Ran is not obvious, or has not broken out yet.

As for when and in what way, he doesn't know, and he can't control it now.

At present, the most urgent thing is the love robbery of twilight, which is the woman who wants to pull himself to hell together!

"Come on, let's go back."

Yang Ling said, and then walked toward the martial arts arena, Miao Yi saw this and quickly followed.

The opponents in the next two rounds abstained because they were afraid of the majesty of the fire elf queen.

Miaoyi was summoned by the imperial empress. She originally wanted to take Yang Ling with her, but Yang Ling didn't go, and Yun Xialei didn't go. Finally, she took silver and silver to visit the queen.

When she came back, she was full of spring clothes. Originally, she inherited the rank of viscount of the family, which was low among the nobility, but this time she was directly granted a marquis, not to mention how excited she was.

After a day's war, Yang Ling found that the class hierarchy of Tianyi empire was too clear. Aristocrats could kill civilians in the competition, while civilians could not kill nobles.

In addition, in the competition between nobles, even if the nobility is high, even if the knighthood is low, it is at most a feud, which does not violate the imperial law.

At the end of the day, hundreds of people had died in the arena. Yang Ling felt that it was more appropriate to use the Colosseum to describe it.

It's savage.

It's close to dusk, and next is the final round of today's competition, a final battle staged in challenge arena No.3.

One side of the battle is Su shallow Mo, the other side is the emperor's seventh prince!

The eyes of the whole audience were focused on the No. 3 Arena, where a handsome young man in a golden robe stood proudly, and behind him were two floating shadows of the strong.

Su shallow Mo obviously some hair empty, the eye showed the color of tension, and Yang Ling is light looking at the seventh prince.

The two powerful figures behind the seventh prince are different from the poem Yan Ran. They have clear outlines. They are all men, and their facial features are fuzzy.

The state can also clearly sense, is the first level of congenital peak.

Compared with the spirit body of the two strong men, the strength of the seven princes themselves is far behind, but it is in the mid congenital period, which is still worse than the poem Yanran.

Yang Ling had to lament the imperial court's methods. This was equivalent to creating a great master out of thin air. If the founding emperor had not been abandoned by the sudden xianzun resentment, and asked him to continue to make it, God knows how many such masters could be.

I'm afraid that the heaven clan can really reign in the world.

After silence for a while, the seventh prince said with a smile: "Su shallow Mo, I heard that you were promoted to marquis by the empress mother. With your strength, the future is limitless."

"Would you like to be my princess?"

As soon as this speech was uttered, the whole audience was in a great uproar. The seventh prince even wanted to accept the imperial concubine in public!

Many girls look at Su shallow Mo's eyes are extremely envious, this is the prince princess ah, can be said to be a step up the sky, do not do well in the future when the queen is unknown!

People are excited to watch the dog blood drama!

Su shallow Mo smell speech on the face a red, instinctively looked at the body of Yang Ling after, gnash teeth way: "shallow Mo thanks the prince's kindness, but now I just want to restore the cause of the ancestors, please forgive shallow Mo can not agree."

The audience again exclaimed, Su shallow Mo Niu forced ah, actually directly refused, do not want to mix up in the future?

"Is it?"

The seventh prince said with a smile, "it seems that you have something in your heart.""Well, shallow Mo, if you can win me, what I said just now will not affect your future development."

"But if you lose, marry me, how about that?"

"This..."

Su shallow Mo wry smile, although she is already a marquis, but the seventh prince as long as a word, her later life will not be easy.

I seem to have no choice

Almost out of instinct, she gently pulled Yang Ling's sleeve, obviously to let him decide.

This small action made the seventh Prince frown slightly, and Yang Ling said with a smile: "the seventh prince, there is a saying in our people's family that the struggle is not sweet. Since shallow Mo doesn't want to, why do you have to force each other?"

The seventh prince said with a light smile: "the human race is the human race, and the heaven family is the heaven family. My family wants to believe that the strong are supreme, the winner has everything, and the loser has nothing."

"Qingfeng, I think you should be very clear with your wisdom. You should also agree to this gamble, and you must also promise if you do not."

Su shallow Mo wry smile repeatedly, and Yang Ling is indifferent way: "since the prince said so, then do so."

"But I'm going to vilify you and say that in front of you, if you move your hand, or if you have any damage behind you, don't blame me."

Seven Prince hears speech to laugh a way: "the mouth talks wildly."

"Let's show you the strength of Tianyi royal family today!"

At the end of the speech, the two spirits of the strong cast their Dharma formula at the same time. Two ice creams burst out of their body surface and shot at Yang Ling!

"All ice properties?"

Seeing this, Yang Ling nodded to himself. The two spirits were worthy of the name of the strong. Even if they were just souls, they could easily perform the ice based Daoism relying on their fighting instinct.

A little bit of Yu Ling bag in his waist, the silver light and fire light shot out in an instant, and the wonderful clothes and silver appeared!