Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"The Silver Dragon Prison King has been defeated!"

"Wang Yan's sword can cut through the defenses of lower-level divine bodies!"

"This guy is truly a lunatic from the God of Desolation. The Silver Dragon Prison King of the Twelfth District cannot be saved."

"A new Flame Hell King has appeared. Sadly, this Silver Dragon Prison King is just one step away, but in the end he became a stepping stone for others."

At this moment, everyone in the arena exclaimed. This result was unexpected by most people.

"That guy's sword is weird!" Ye Zhengfeng looked at Wang Yan's sword. Even the sword energy emitted by this sword could not break through the defense of the divine body, but the sword body could.

Sword Qi is an extension of the sword body. Theoretically, the power of sword Qi is consistent with the sword body itself, and there is not much difference.

"The Silver Dragon Prison King is nothing more than that. I thought he could be so strong, but his defense is vulnerable." Xiao Tian said disdainfully: "No matter how powerful the divine sword is, it is futile to prevent it from getting close. I have the Liuli Divine Fire The tactics are enough to restrain him to death."

Jiang Wushang was hovering in the void, frowning slightly as he looked at Wang Zhen's sword, but he didn't say anything and quietly disappeared.

"Lord Dragon King has been defeated!" A group of people in the Dragon King Palace panicked. Many of them were members of the Silver Dragon Prison King. Once the Silver Dragon Prison King fell, they would lose many benefits and conveniences.

"This guy -" There was also a trace of panic in Tu Wei's eyes. She wanted to kill Wang Yan before and had already made a grudge. Now that Wang Yan has become the prison king, how can she survive?

"Long Qian, this loser, I committed myself to you for nothing." Tu Wei cursed secretly, and then decisively left the Flame Hell Arena. He could no longer hang out in the Flame Hell City.

However, Tu Wei didn't know that she had already been targeted.

Wang Zhen looked at the fallen Silver Dragon Prison King. His whole body was charred and black, and he was already seriously injured. He walked towards the fallen Silver Dragon Prison King, preparing to end his life.

"Wait!" Xiang Chen said through the voice: "Old Wang, I want this person."

Wang Ye looked at Xiang Chen in surprise, and nodded without much hesitation. He thought that Xiang Chen was going to stew this guy. Thinking of this, Lao Wang also shed some tears in his mouth and tongue. The taste last time made him very Aftertaste.

Wang Yan grabbed the Silver Dragon Prison King. The Silver Dragon Prison King was already unconscious. He was not knocked unconscious, but was poisoned. The winner has the power of life and death over the loser. Unless you can escape, what is Wang Yan going to do with Silver? No one else has the right to say anything about Dragon Prison King, they can kill him or eat him.

After taking the Silver Dragon Prison King into his own inner world to suppress, Wang Yan looked at everyone in the audience. Everyone had their own opportunity and highlight moment in life. It was obvious that this moment was the glorious moment in Lao Wang's life.

The host came back to his senses, and then immediately shouted in a flattering manner: "Everyone, a new king of our 12th District Flame Prison Battlefield has appeared, and that is our Lord Badger Prison King!"

"God Badger Prison King, God Badger Prison King!"

At this moment, countless people in the audience cheered, cheering for the new king.

Shi Zhengfeng stood up and said with a smile: "Second District Prison King Shi Zhengfeng congratulates the new Prison King Wang Zing."

Xiao Tian said coldly and proudly: "It's not long before the day of slaughter and destruction, Wang Zhen, I hope you can still have time to form your own force."

The other prison kings also gave a few perfunctory congratulations, and then began to lead people away.

As for the loser Silver Dragon Prison King, no one except his own people probably cares about him.

"I'm leaving first and asking Wang Zhen not to kill Long Qian."

Xiang Chen warned.

"Sir, where are you going?" Li Xin asked doubtfully.

"Hehe." Xiang Chen showed an evil smile and said, "I'm going to find that little fox."

"Tu Wei! You want to kill her? Just in time, I'll go together. I also want to avenge the attack a few years ago." Li Xin said coldly.

"Wang Zhen is seriously injured. You should take care of him first. I can go alone with the little fox."

Xiang Chen threw Li Xin a bottle of Xiao Huitian Dan, the magic healing pill, and then quietly left the table.

Wang Yan came over, covered in charred black. Li Xin quickly greeted him and said with a smile: "From now on, you will be the prison king of the twelfth district."

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, held the sword directly in front of him, and asked Li Xin: "What's going on with this sword?"

"What's going on?" Li Xin pretended to be stupid.

"There is a kind of divine pattern on the sword. This kind of divine pattern has not been seen before. It helped me break through Long Qian's defense. You remind me to attack with the sword itself. Don't say you don't know." Although Wang Yan is a straight man and Tiehan, It means he is stupid.

"Wang Zhen, why are you talking to me? Are you questioning your tone?" Li Xin's expression turned cold, and his eyebrows were raised.

Wang Yan looked at her expressionlessly, very seriously.

Li Xin sighed and said, "Mr. Xiang Chen added a divine pattern to your sword that can help deal with the dragon clan. That's it."

"Oh - that's it!" Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, looked at his sword and muttered: "I was surprised that there was an extra divine pattern for no reason."

"Okay, let's go home. Where is Xiang Chen?"

Seeing that this guy didn't even bother to ask Xiang Chen how he got his sword and added the divine pattern, Li Xin was speechless for a while. He sighed in his heart and thought to himself that this clan is so stupid. Why would I, a clever divine snake, like this? Guy, is it because he chewed out his brain as a spicy stick when he was a child and let him go?

"Mr. Xiang Chen went to hunt down Tu Wei. He gave you the magic pill."

"Can he kill Tu Wei?" Wang Yan asked with a frown.

Li Xin sneered: "Ha, then you are too underestimated. I can't even tell the depth of this person. He is still a fourth-grade divine formation master, not to mention his brains. Alas, you have half of him." I am very pleased with my emotional intelligence.”

Wang Yan was a little jealous when he heard this, and snorted coldly: "Why do you need so many brains in a world where strength is the most important thing? Just know how to fight and win. Go home, go home."

He resisted the epee and walked away. Even though the person was burned to a crisp, he still looked like a normal person. The resilience of life was so scary.

In the Flame Prison City, Tu Wei and several people were flying quickly to leave the Flame Prison City.

Now that Wang Yan is in power, will Wang Yan let them go if she stays in Yanjing City? Certainly not, she thought.

So you should run away first, and the thirty-six tactics are the best.

"Miss, I'm really unwilling to leave like this."

"Yes, after so many years of operation, you are still close to reaching the level of perfection of the Law of Fire Hell."

Tu Wei's two followers said next to him.

Tu Wei looked livid and said: "It's all my fault for that idiot Long Qian. He asked him to kill Wang Zhen a long time ago. He said he was his own whetstone. Now it's fine. I'll grind myself to death. Don't you stinky men like it?" If you want to die, you have to strive for some kind of invincibility. Only those who can always grasp their own interests are invincible."

The two of them were speechless. After leaving Flame Prison City, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them and blocked their way.