Peerless Divine Sovereign

Qingmu stepped out step by step and came to the golden drum, but instead of directly playing the drum, he looked back in one direction, where Le Hongxuan looked lightly. he.

"Last time, you Sovereign 9-Layer realm, and I was in the 7-Layer realm, so I was defeated. Now I have been promoted to the 8-Layer realm. If I lose again today, I am talented. , I am willing to give up the title of Young Master."

Qingmu's voice was calm and not turbulent, but it caused a stormy sea in the hearts of the crowd, and the eyes flashed with extremely shocked expressions. This young admiration is so self-confident.

Even now, his realm is still lower than Le Hongxuan, but he claims that if he loses again, he is willing to give up the title of Young Master, which shows how confident he is in his own strength, one realm lower , Can still defeat the opponent.

Without absolute certainty, how could he say such words?

Le Hongxuan looked at Qingmu, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He opened the mouth and said: "You are very confident, but in many cases, confidence comes from miscalculating the opponent's strength. Therefore, some words are still Don’t say too much, lest it’s hard to end."

"Really?" Qing Mu raised his brows, indifferent expression.

Le Hongxuan did not say any more. At this time, no matter how much he said to refute, it seemed pale and weak. Only when he really fought, could he prove whether what he said was correct.

"Brother, I believe in you." At this time, a hearty voice came out, and the crowd's expressions could not help changing. Looking at the speaker, Qin Xuan was standing there quietly, his gaze Looking at Qingmu.

"Qin Xuan hasn't shot yet. He has hit nine silver drums. I don't know how many times the golden drum can strike?" Many people secretly said in one's heart.

"Definitely." Qingmu faced Qin Xuan nodded, then turned to face the golden drum, the aura around him gradually became fierce, one after another Space Rule filled the space around him, releasing Shocking fluctuations.

"Forbidden empty palm." Qingmu exhaled a voice, and his palm waved in the space. In an instant, thousands of palm shadows bloomed out, like a phantom, dazzling.

Each palm print contains terrifying space power, and the space in front of you suddenly becomes heavy, as if imprisoned, even World's Spirit Qi has stopped flowing, as if The tyrannical force suppressed it.

All heaven's chosen stared at the void, and saw thousands of palm prints arranged around Qingmu, which seemed to be real and imaginary, and varied, as if fuse together with Heaven and Earth, the whole space was one The force of imprisonment is shrouded, and once it breaks out, it will release the power of destroying heaven extinguishing earth.

"I have heard that the eight Eldest Young Masters are good at each. Qingpeng Young Master is good at Dao of Space. I saw it today and it was not a vain name!" Many people whispered, eight Eldest Young Master, no weakling.

A tyrannical space fluctuation permeated Qingmu. His palms trembled continuously, and countless palm prints burst and burst at the same time. The space suddenly fell into a violent shock force, as if thousands of weights. The waves are rushing in the same direction at the same time, and that force is enough to obliterate everything.

"Boom, boom..."

The golden drum vibrated violently, and the loud noise came out continuously, as if it would not stop.

After a while, Qingmu's aura receded, and the sharpness in his eyes disappeared, as if returning to his normal state.

"Nine ringing sounds again!" The hearts of the crowd throbbed, and they just felt that everything in front of them was a little dreamy. They even wondered, are they really hitting the same drum?

Qingmu looked at Le Hongxuan and said: "This is just the beginning."

Le Hongxuan's eyes condensed, and he didn't answer the conversation. In fact, he has nothing to say. , Qingmu has achieved the ultimate, even if it is him, it is impossible to do better.

"The rest is faster, don't waste time." Shang Yang on the side said a little impatiently. He was the first person to strike the Nine Rings, but he had to wait for others here. People will naturally not be in a good mood.

There are still three people who have not played drums, Qin Xuan, Peng Jing and Le Hongxuan.

Of course, Le Hongxuan did not need to say, he should be the last to play the drums, and it is very likely to hit the nine ring. As for Qin Xuan and Peng Jing, it seems that it is Peng Jing’s turn next.

"Pengjing, are you ready to get out?" A contemptuous voice came out, and Feng Xiao embraced his chest with both hands, looking at Pengjing with indifferent eyes.

Before he asked Peng Jing to take action, Peng Jing dared to confront him, and now he brings the power of the nine rings together to ask questions again, more confident, Peng Jing still dare to refute it?

"hmph!" Pengjing coldly snorted, stepped forward, his body shot in the direction of the golden drum like a sharp arrow, the aura on his body was released to the extreme, and then a six-wing Purple appeared on the sky. Gold roc, wings covering the sky, countless divine lights shot down from the wings like arrows, extremely fast, aura terrifying, and destroying everything.

Soon Pengjing made eight sounds, and saw a sharp color flashing in his eyes, as if he was accumulating his power to release the ninth blow, the six-winged purple Golden Peng was suspended in the air, sharp claw moved towards Grabbing it from the void, a purple-golden divine spear was condensed into a very long and narrow purple-golden divine spear. The tip of the gun swallowed a destructive force, as if it could penetrate everything, ignoring all defenses.

"pfff..." A pfff sound came out, and the Purple Gold divine spear came out. Fiercely hit the golden light barrier. I saw the golden light barrier violently oscillate and there were some cracks. It emerged, but there was no sign of being broken.

"Not broken?" The pupils of the crowd were slightly stagnant, their eyes fixed on the golden light barrier. If the light barrier is not broken, it means that the attack is not strong enough to penetrate the light barrier and hit the gold. On the drum, naturally, the ninth shot cannot be played.

Chihong also looked towards Pengjing, then he shook the head, indifferently said: "Nine ringing, there is no hope."

Chihong's last blow he released penetrated The golden light barrier is not enough to make the golden drum make the ninth ring. At this moment, Pengjing’s attack cannot even penetrate the light barrier. It is a delusion to strike the ninth ring.

As expected by Chihong, the power of divine spear weakened rapidly and finally dissipated completely, while the golden light barrier still stood there, but there were only some cracks.

"I am not willing to!" Pengjing's eyes are filled with unwilling anger, his face is a bit distorted, how proud he is, he has never been willing to fall behind, there are already four people How could he lose to others if the Golden Drum is ringing?

"The genius of Six Wing Purple Gold Peng Race?" A joke of laughter came out, seeming to be somewhat mocking.

The speaker is Feng Xiao.

Pengjing glanced at Feng Xiao coldly, and said coldly, "You say it again?"

"How about saying it again?" Feng Xiao seemed to say to Pengjing He didn't agree at all, and continued: "I have said that you should shoot as soon as possible, so as not to be embarrassed in the back and ruin the reputation of heaven's chosen, but you think you are very strong, how do you feel now?"

"ka- cha!" Peng Jing's fist made a harsh sound, and the brutal aura on his body seemed to be culled.

When the crowd saw this scene, their faces couldn't help showing a wonderful look. The two ancient Monster Clan heaven's chosen, are they going to go to war now?