Fantasy: Please don’t steal my chance again

(The content of the previous chapter is in yesterday's chapter, so let's just refresh it)

There was silence in the field, so the geniuses looked at each other with ugly faces.

The Ghost Spirit Prince is too arrogant, but his strength is terrifying.

As strong as Beichen Tianshu, even the mysteries of martial arts have been displayed, and they have all been defeated, how can they match it.

Seeing this, the ghost spirit prince became even more arrogant, and the resentment and unwillingness that had been squeezed in his heart for many years were all released at this moment.

He stepped out and looked at the two gold lists not far in front of him.

"The Hidden Dragon List, the True Dragon List..."

A thick look of jealousy came out of the eyes of the Ghost Spirit Prince, and he sneered and said disdainfully: "Even if Gu Xuanji Lingsheng is here, my Ghost Spirit Prince can still beat them to the ground."

It's just a bunch of lucky rubbish... Rubbish!"

The Ghost Spirit Prince's slander of Tianjiao on the gold list made many geniuses in the Southern Regions angry and glared at him.

But he only dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

The Ghost Spirit Prince is too strong, if nothing else, he must be the leader of this year's genius battle, and no one can beat him at all.

"You're the rubbish!"

Suddenly, at this moment, an angry voice rang out.

Everyone was startled by this abrupt voice, and even the rampant laughter of the Ghost Spirit Prince came to an abrupt end.

All follow the prestige.

I saw a young man holding a long knife glaring angrily at the Ghost Spirit Prince.

The young man's eyes breathed fire, and his right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the knife and aimed it at the ghost spirit prince, as if he had been greatly insulted, and he was about to draw the sword out of its sheath at any time.

"Not even Xuandan?"

When the Ghost Spirit Prince saw the young man's cultivation clearly, his expression was stunned, and his face quickly became strange.

"Boy, who are you?"

"Gu Xuan is my master, when my master was in the Southern Regions, you didn't even dare to let out a fart in front of him, and now that he has gone to Zhongzhou, all the defeated clowns have run out...

Phew!"

Yan Shaoyang opened his mouth and spat out, his face full of disdain and disdain.

Only then did everyone know the identity of this young man.

"It turns out that this son turned out to be a disciple of that one, no wonder..."

The Ghost Spirit Prince's face turned black with anger from Yan Shaoyang's words, and his whole person trembled, and he suddenly roared violently.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

A furious attack struck out from the Demon Prince's hand.

Yan Shaoyang looked nervous, and was about to draw his knife, but someone on the left and right made a move to block all the attacks.

Three figures stood in front of Yan Shaoyang.

Yan Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously spoke: "Aunt You..."

"Stinky boy, the name of your master, it's not your turn to fight for your life..."

Youyue said lightly, and then looked at the Ghost Spirit Prince and said coldly: "Insult my name as the Xuanyue King of the Yin Moon Dynasty, damn it!"

In an instant, Youyue, Xie Tianyi and Shadow rushed out together.

The three of them formed a triangle and worked together to besiege the Ghost Prince.

"It's good to come!

The Ghost Spirit Prince sneered, showing no weakness, and the four of them quickly scuffled together.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

In the stands, several Wang Realm powerhouses who were in charge of presiding over the genius battle frowned.

"Nonsense, what does this look like..."

An old prince from the Jiuhuang Dynasty, a powerhouse in the Wang Realm, snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly appeared above the venue.

"Stop it all for the old man!"

The powerful king's coercion crushed down like a sky collapse.

The faces of the ghost prince Youyue and the others below changed slightly, and they all stopped.

The old prince's face was cold, and he said: "If you have any personal grievances, you can go out of the city to solve them by yourself after the end, since you have entered this ring, you have to follow the rules of the ring..."

As soon as the old prince was halfway through his words, a strange ripple suddenly appeared in the void.

The old prince's face changed sharply, and he subconsciously looked in one direction.

He just wanted to make a resistance move, but his head seemed to be attacked by an invisible giant force, and the whole person trembled violently, and he fell directly from mid-air.

"What?!"

In an instant, the audience was shocked.

Several King Realm powerhouses in the stands disappeared almost at the same time and appeared in the field in an instant.

Several powerful and incomparable Wang Realm coercions were intertwined, blocking the entire arena and bringing countless people a feeling of suffocation.

"There are. . . Someone..."

The old prince, who fell from mid-air, had a face as white as paper, his eyes were dim, and he was half-lying on the ground and said a few words tremblingly.

Everyone was stunned.

The brain didn't even react.

What the hell is going on?

How suddenly, there was a strong man in the Wang Realm who was seriously injured, what happened.

A Wang Realm powerhouse's face was ugly, and his powerful divine thoughts swept in all directions, and he opened his mouth and scolded: "He Fang is small, hiding his head and showing his tail, and he has the ability to come out to fight..."

The sound was rolling, like thunder.

But the hearts of several kings were not easy.

The old prince of the Jiuhuang Dynasty is a strong man in the royal realm, and his strength is not much different from them.

But they were seriously injured by a sneak attack, and they haven't even found the location of the sneak attacker, and they don't know what kind of means the other party used.

"Sneer...."

At this time, the Ghost Spirit Prince suddenly laughed strangely.

I saw him take a few steps back, and said loudly with a hideous face: "Today, no one can escape from everyone present!"

After speaking, the Ghost Spirit Prince turned around, knelt down respectfully at the two black-robed people who had just come with him, and kowtowed, "Welcome to the underworld!"

In front of everyone's eyes, the two black-robed men rose into the air.

Facing each other against several Southern Regions King Realms, he took off his hood and revealed two strange faces that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Well done, ghost, after this incident, you are qualified to officially join our underworld. "

One of them, a black-robed man with a pale face, said condescendingly to the Ghost Spirit Prince.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The Ghost Spirit Prince looked fanatical, extremely excited, and kowtowed wildly.

Everyone was shocked, the situation was changing so fast.

No one knows what the identity of the ghost prince is and what his purpose is.

"What the hell do you mean, but you want to be our enemy?"

A Wang Jing said with a calm face.

The black-robed man glanced at him, and suddenly smiled: "You are also worthy of being an enemy?"

As he spoke, he casually shot a black light towards the King Realm.

The 8 kings hurriedly resisted.

But before he could make contact with the black light, the latter was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Just like the old prince before, he fell from mid-air with serious injuries.

"What?!"

The rest of the King Realm powerhouses were shocked, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at the two black-robed people.

As powerhouses of the King Realm, they belong to the top of the pyramid in the entire Southern Regions.

But under these two people, they are like chickens and dogs, let alone fighting, they can't even resist.

How could they accept this, for a while, the mood of the king of hundreds of years was a little shaken.