Xuanhuan: Me! Start to create a secret building!

“I didn’t expect that the Primordial Saint Son actually stood up!”

Many people’s eyes lit up.

But then.

The light dimmed again.

The Primordial Saint Son was indeed at the top of the Terran Tianjiao list, but some time ago, he had just fought with the young master of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan!

One-on-one is still defeated.

Facing two demon Tianjiao today, what can he do if he is the twenty-fourth on the Tianjiao list of a human race?

In the end, I am afraid that it will still be defeated, and it will be even worse.

“It is unwise for the Primeval Saint Son to do this!”

Someone shook his head slightly.

At the moment, what you get may not be fame, but it may also become a stepping stone for others again, and it is just a matter of losing once, and your mood may not be damaged.

But in a short period of time, if you lose twice in a row, you are likely to collapse your Dao heart!

“Maybe the Primordial Saint Son, what are the hole cards?”

“The two Tianjiao of the demon race, the forces behind them are not weaker than the Primordial Holy Land, how can they not have hole cards?”

“If other Tianjiao on the Tianjiao list of the Terrans arrive, they may be able to rewrite the battle situation.”

“Don’t think about it, these three people are ranked too high in the Tianjiao list, the weak can’t interfere, and the strong have entered the deeper part of the Creation Secret Realm, I’m afraid there is no one to help now.”

……..

There was a lot of talk.

Everyone is not optimistic about the Primordial Son.

Many demon races around even had a sneer on their faces, and the twenty-fourth one-on-one of the Terran’s Tianjiao List could not defeat the Golden-winged Dapeng descendants.

Today.

I actually want one to two, I simply don’t know how to write dead words!

To know.

This is a secret realm of creation, and the forces behind everyone have a minimum impact here, even if they are killed, no one can rescue them in time.

“The news that the Primordial Holy Land bought in the Tianji Building is also this holy medicine?”

The Second Prince of Jinwu spoke.

With a boom, a huge fluctuation rushed up on his body, terrifying to the extreme, like a round of blazing sun, hanging the sky, blooming ten thousand rays of brilliance.

“Good!”

The Primordial Saint Son stood tall, his clothes fluttering, and his voice was indifferent.

Several visions appeared behind him, carving out a heaven and earth, like the birth of all things, full of vitality and destructive power, and he became the absolute ruler of the independent center, like a god who opened the heavens and the earth.

“It’s a pity.”

The Second Prince of Jinwu shook his head slightly, he paced in the void, and said coldly: “The Primordial Holy Land, this time is destined to return empty-handed. ”

“Shen doesn’t think so!”

The Primordial Saint Son glanced at Shenfeng, and when he saw Jin Chen’s figure, he did not have the slightest hesitation, he directly moved his hand, and slapped out a palm, and the boundless power of the void surged.

The other party has already begun to dig up the other two holy medicines, and if he doesn’t make a move, I’m afraid it will be too late!

“How daring!”

The second prince of Jinwu drank coldly.

Like a flaming golden god of war, he stepped out in one step, came to the Primeval Saint Son, waved the long sword in his hand, and instantly slashed down.

He didn’t expect that a defeated subordinate of Jin Chen would actually dare to take the lead in making a move, is this not putting himself in his eyes?

To know.

He was tied with Jin Chen!

“Boom!”

The deafening sound came, the two Tianjiao clashed, and as soon as the battle began, it entered the white heat, and the two of them made killing moves one after another, bursting the surrounding mountains.

The terrifying temperature pervaded, steaming the mountains and rivers and burning the void.

Countless people retreated again and again, until they were five hundred miles away, and they completely left the battlefield.

“The battle is not right.”

Someone looked at the battle situation and frowned.

“The Primeval Saint Son actually pressed the Second Prince of Jinwu to fight again, could it be that the gap between the seventeenth and eighteenth of the Demon Clan’s Tianjiao List is a bit big?”

Many people have doubts in their hearts.

This battle situation was different from what they thought, the Primordial Saint Son, who should have been suppressed and beaten, actually turned against the guest, and the shots were extremely fierce.

The second prince of Jinwu was beaten without temper.

If everyone hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, almost no one would have dared to believe this scene.

“Before entering the Creation Secret Realm, I heard that the people of the Primordial Holy Land went to the Tianji Tower once, and then the Primordial Holy Land obtained the key to creation…”

An old man stroked his beard, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said softly: “Now it seems that the purpose of the Primordial Holy Land is probably not so simple. ”

“Maybe……..”

“In the Tianji Tower, the Primordial Holy Land not only bought the whereabouts of the key to creation, but even bought the opportunity to make their holy son’s strength greatly advanced!”

“So it is!”

Everyone was amazed.

If they weren’t for the creation of the secret realm at this moment, they would definitely have to go to the Tianji Tower first to see how many names the Primeval Saint Son had lined up now.

Judging from the current situation, the strength of the Primordial Saint Son is probably more than twenty-four, and he may be able to enter the top fifteen!

“Ah——!”

Void.

A loud roar came.

The second prince of Jinwu had his hair open, covered in gold, he let out a roar, the sound shook the universe, and a bang sounded, and one of his arms suddenly fell apart.

A large blood mist spread out from the void.

There was an exclamation.

How powerful are the Jinwu people?

Their second prince was far beyond the same level, but such a terrifying figure, in the confrontation between the Primordial Saint Son, an arm was shattered in a short time.

Although it is not yet defeated, the decline has been revealed.

If you continue to fight, I am afraid that you will inevitably lose your way!