God-slaughtering King

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised, and then sarcastically said: "the operation of the pyramid is unimpeded. There can be no deviation. Don't mess around!"

"Leave quickly. Don't delay the competition for hegemony!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and there was a faint hostility around him.

Nanmen Maple looked unhappy and said in a deep voice: "just this time, if I still detect the eighth level potential at the prefecture level, I'll turn around and go!"

Words are full of perseverance.

The middle-aged man's eyes were tiny. After a few breaths, he smiled and said, "well, since you mole ants want to struggle, this seat will give you this opportunity!"

The middle-aged man has a trace of anger in his heart, but as a great power in the mysterious realm, he can't argue with a younger generation in front of millions of people. Since Nanmen Feng wants to make a fool of himself, why should he stop him!

Nanmen Feng calmed down, walked slowly to the pyramid, and put his right hand directly on its wall.

The people of various forces look different and are waiting to see the ugly appearance of Nanmen maple.

The vast energy poured into his body again and quickly skipped his blood and bones.

Nanmen Maple looked calm. When the vast energy rushed to the depths of the sea, he detected his spirit killing body and quickly turned his body around.

However, what Nanmen Maple works is not spirit killing body, but his second constitution, the spirit of fighting apes!

In an instant, the spirit of fighting apes was operated, and the spirit of fighting between heaven and earth was wildly blooming in my mind.

The spirit of fighting apes is accompanied by the change of spirit killing body, and its physical strength has been increased several times.

At the next moment, after the spirit of fighting apes of Nanmen Maple was detected in the vast energy, the tower surface on the ninth floor of the pyramid suddenly burst into nine golden lights nine meters wide.

It's like nine suns rising into the sky, shining on the earth. The bright light shines on the whole killing City, which makes people can't look directly at it.

The venue was silent, the people of the major forces looked dull, and their grown-up mouths could not be closed.

Next to the pyramid, the middle-aged man in the magic moon building opened his eyes and looked at the scene. His breath was a little short and he was almost out of breath.

On the viewing platform, Ren yunzong's smiling face was stiff and half empty, and his consciousness was blank.

Class 9?

Supreme potential?

Shua Shua looked at the golden light of the pyramid, and all the people of the major forces grew up, staring at the maple in the South Gate with unbelievable eyes.

For a long time, a thunderous sound came from all around and rushed into the sky.

"Are you kidding me? Am I still awake?"

"How could this happen?"

"Respect level 9? Is it fake?"

……

With countless screams, the onlookers nearly collapsed and were even stronger than the potential of the 13th Princess of the Wuyue royal family.

Nanmen Maple's forehead burst into a cold sweat. He was deeply frightened by the potential detected by the pyramid.

He knew that his spirit of fighting apes was so fierce, but he never expected to be so strong. The Ninth level of respect was too shocking

If such potential is detected, he will definitely have no way to live, and he will even be killed on the spot by the eight top forces.

Monkey, I know you are strong, but we can't be so high-profile!

Nanmenfeng immediately sank into the sea of knowledge, communicated with the spirit of fighting apes with his ideas, and looked at the fighting apes, whose back was full of sweat.

"Monkey ~ ~ ~ calm down, impulse is the devil. If you go on like this, I will die!"

The spirit of fighting ape seemed to understand the words of nanmenfeng, roared at him, and then restrained his power a lot.

Outside, while the spirit of fighting apes weakened its prestige, the golden light on the ninth floor of the pyramid gradually went out, and the light on the eighth floor suddenly rose.

Seeing this, the corner of the maple mouth in the South Gate trembled slightly.

Yu level's potential is still too high. He hurriedly communicated with the spirit of fighting apes again.

Then, the power of the spirit of fighting apes slowly weakened, the golden light on the eighth floor gradually extinguished, and the golden light on the seventh floor rose.

Cosmic potential?

Nanmen Feng smiled awkwardly. He didn't have a strong background behind him. He couldn't be so arrogant, that is, he continued to communicate with the spirit of fighting apes.

The golden light on the seventh floor of the pyramid gradually goes out, and the golden light on the sixth floor rises slowly.

Therefore, in the eyes of major forces, the light of the pyramid is changing all the time and can't stop at all.

His eyes twinkled and puzzled. The pyramid was a treasure in ancient times and even in the wilderness. There has been no mistake for thousands of years. Why are there mistakes today?

Of course, middle-aged men don't think that the potential of Nanmen Maple really has nine levels of respect, which is completely daydreaming.

The onlookers around are also similar. They basically believe that the pyramid has failed.

After seeing that the golden light was not changing, all the people of the major forces showed a faint smile.

"It's almost the same. It's impossible to respect the potential!"

"Well, the pyramid should be in disrepair and defective!"

"Hong level 4, this potential is also very good, but it doesn't pose a threat!"

The sound of Susu's discussion was heard. Many powerful demons recorded in mountains and rivers turned their lips and didn't pay any attention to them.

The potential of Hong level 4 is indeed not weak, but it is still a long way from them who occupy the former South Gate.

In the viewing platform, Duan Xiwen, eight elders, ten elders and others were flushed and elated.

The potential test of Nanmen maple is simply too exciting. It's just like reading heaven and hell!

For the first time, the eighth level potential at the prefecture level made several people look like death. They wanted to find a ground seam to drill in. Later, they respected the Ninth level, which made several people become immortals in the daytime and swept all directions!

Now, even if the potential suddenly drops to the fourth level of flood level, they are extremely satisfied, as long as they are not worse than Ren yunzong, this is enough!

Ren yunzong suddenly regained his mind. Nanmen Maple was the same as his potential, and immediately made his face as gloomy as iron.

Nanmen Feng glanced at the golden seal of the seat in his hand. Its vigorous and powerful font has now changed into Hong level Four.

A faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and Nanmen Maple went straight back to the viewing platform.

There were nearly a thousand people in the field, so the detection did not stop.

At the gathering place of xianyuezong, Duan Xiwen patted Nanmen Maple's shoulder and sighed, "Zirui, prefecture level eight level potential, I can't stand your tossing like this."

Duan Xiwen breathed a long sigh of relief, and his face still had a lingering fear.

"There is something wrong with this pyramid, so I insist on trying again!"

Nanmen Feng shrugged helplessly.

"Oh!"

Not far away, Ren yunzong smiled coldly and said contemptuously, "that's not good. Maybe the eighth level is your real potential, and the previous detection is faulty."

Hearing this, Nanmen Feng's eyes were cold. He looked at Ren yunzong and said coldly, "Ren yunzong, you were very rampant just now! You'd better pray not to fight me, otherwise you will be beaten into a dead dog!"

"Oh?"

Ren yunzong's face was calm and calm, and his killing intention was gradually boiling. He said fiercely: "I really hope we can fight each other early. Only in this way can we crush you to death as soon as possible!"

Nanmen Maple nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "in that case, speak with strength!"

Then, the two stopped arguing and quietly focused on the talent test in the field.

After an hour, all seats with gold seals are tested.

Later, the middle-aged man of the magic moon building returned to the huge disc, looked at the audience and said sonorous and loud.

"After the competition for potential is over, those who are gradually disappearing the golden seal in their hands are losers!"

"The gold seal in your hand turns red. You are all qualified to participate in the next mountain river hegemony!"

"The second round of competition will start at nine ancient fighting platforms. As for your opponents, they will be distributed by the spirit of the slaughtering city."

The words fell, and the people of the major forces looked excited. This round was the most exciting. The only way to win the king was the first war.

Nanmen Feng glanced at the golden seal of the seat in his hand. At the moment, it has turned red. This is the pass to the second round of hegemony.

But when he glanced at the people, he was surprised to find that the gold seal of these demons on the mountain and river records was silver at the moment, which was completely different from his.

Hundreds of meters away, the golden seal of his seat in heleno is extremely dim and even negligible.

As for Mo Wuke, Xie Kui, Li juechen and others, their seat gold seal is like a mighty silver dragon.

"Are there two kinds of gold seals?"

Nanmen Feng frowned and looked very puzzled.

"Fighting for hegemony in shanhelu is by no means a child's play. Each golden seal contains some spiritual ideas of the city of slaughter. What position shanhelu can occupy in the end is determined by the spiritual ideas of slaughter."

"Of course, if you win every battle, you can forcibly plunder some of your opponent's killing spirit. Once you lose the battle, you will lose some of your own killing spirit."

Duan Xiwen stroked his beard and said faintly to the maple at the South Gate: "as for these demons recorded by mountains and rivers, they all have plenty of killing spirit, so they just let the seat golden seal transform into silver by itself."

"Slaughter spirit?"

Nanmen Maple was slightly surprised.

"Yes, the idea of slaughtering spirit - also known as rosefinch divine power. When you enter the ancient martial arts platform, you will see it at a glance!"

Duan Xiwen explained in detail.

"Isn't it the demons recorded by mountains and rivers, whose starting point is much higher than ours? How can we compete in this way?"

Nanmen Feng hurriedly asked.

Duan Xiwen smiled dumbly, waved his hand and said, "it's OK! If people with poor killing spirit can defeat shanhelu demons, the killing spirit will be amazing. However, if shanhelu demons can defeat people with poor killing spirit, they basically can't get any killing spirit. Therefore, shanhelu's competition for hegemony doesn't depend on the starting point."

"Is that so!"

Nanmen Feng nodded, suddenly clear.

Qiang!

Suddenly, the golden seal of the seat at the waist of maple in the south gate was restless and wanted to take off. The goal was the easternmost martial arts platform.

This is the idea of slaughtering spirit. He has set his position for hegemony.

Then, the South Gate Maple made a force under his feet and galloped towards the easternmost martial arts platform.

In the arena, the ancient martial arts platform has become a meter shape. There is a martial arts platform in each direction, plus the central martial arts platform, a total of nine.

Nanmen Feng glanced roughly. There were many people he knew on the East martial arts platform.

Zhu Zimo, Ling Youji, he Lianluo, Hao Tianqiong and others are all on the East fighting platform.

There are many ruthless people on the North martial arts platform. Yao Guangzong's Shu is unharmed and duanmuqing, the Pearl of the Lu family!

What's more interesting is that all the major forces in Chiyang state have arrived, and only the Fusheng gate has disappeared.