Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 1079: The Battle of Giant Tianjiao

"Brother Luo!"

Kong Xin's expression changed, and he stepped forward.

Obviously, this man is a master at the Academy of All Worlds.

"Hey, I am not their opponent, Holy Palace token, don't worry!"

Senior Brother Luo sighed.

Kong Xin, Fairy Sandalwood was surprised.

They know that Senior Brother Luo is the first arrogant of the predecessors of the World Academy. He has awakened the seventh-level bloodline of God-level, and his cultivation reached the fourth level of spiritual god. He is not weaker than the blood seal, but still invincible. It's really powerful.

The number of people has decreased, but the battle has become more intense. The terrible vibrations spread for thousands of miles, and the void is rolling and fragile as paper.

Touch! bump! ...

Next, someone kept knocking out and exiting the battlefield.

Four people in a row, withdrew from the battlefield one after another, suffered heavy losses, stood in the void, unwilling to look at the battlefield, their eyes revealed fear.

Lu Ming could see that there were only two figures left in the sky, fighting fiercely.

Dang! when! ...

The collision keeps coming out, like two gods fighting.

Sizzle!

The space splits, the light converges, and two figures appear in everyone's eyes.

Both are tall and burly, with a mad breath.

One of them, holding a square painted halberd, his black hair is scattered, and his breath is amazing. He just stands there, and the space around him is like water waves, constantly twisting, forming circles of ripples.

Yang Potian!

This person is actually Yang Potian, one of the five tycoons of youth.

The other person stood in front of Yang Potian. His body was even bigger than Yang Potian, showing two muscular arms, holding a huge mace.

This person seems to be very young, definitely not more than 30 years old, and is of the same generation as Lu Ming and the others.

The younger generation of Tianjiao can actually fight Yang Potian, who is this person?

"This person is from Beiyuan and is known as the No. 1 Tianjiao of Beiyuan. I heard that he had collided with Yang Potian outside before!"

Kong Xin explained in a low voice.

Lu Ming suddenly, turned out to be the Tianjiao of Beiyuan. He had also heard before that a Tianjiao of Beiyuan fought against Yang Potian, regardless of the outcome.

In the middle of the two, there is a purple-gold token floating, emitting a hazy brilliance.

Lu Ming's eyes lit up. This should be the token of the Holy Mansion.

"Tuo Ba Shi, today will be the winner!"

Yang Potian held Fang Tian's painting halberd, and with a slight movement, he cut a gap in the space. His momentum is like madness, his hair is flying wildly, his eyes are like electricity.

"Just to my liking!"

Tuobashi grinned and waved his mace with a loud rumbling noise.

The vigor was agitated, and the holy palace token was rushed into the sky by the vigor.

Swipe!

At the same time, the two moved and rushed towards each other to start a battle.

Yang Potian also understands the space mood, and uses it more terrifying than the Emperor God, and at the same time there are other mood aids, Fang Tian painted a halberd, as if it can cut the void, surrounded by the power of space, the power is terrifying .

Tuoba Shi, his muscles bulged, like an invincible warrior. He swung his mace, crushed everything, and collided with Fang Tian's painted halberd, making a terrible roar.

The two fierce confrontations, they bombarded each other, and dozens of moves passed in a blink of an eye.

Others watched around, their eyes were amazed.

"Is this the strength of the five giants? It's really strong!"

Lu Ming sighed, and at the same time there was a strong sense of war in his eyes.

"Hey, it's too strong. They haven't used the blood fusion, they are so strong. I'm too far behind!"

Kong Xin sighed.

"Does their bloodline surpass the eighth level of the gods?"

Lu Ming asked.

"Yes, the bloodlines of the five giants in Central Continent are all ninth-level gods!"

Sandalwood Fairy Road.

"It's actually a ninth **** level!"

Lu Ming was also a little surprised.

The ninth level of the **** level is the highest level of the bloodline. Every one of these characters is extremely terrifying.

Bloodline, the more the next level, the talents brought by each level, or the bloodline bonus, are very different.

The seventh level of the gods is much stronger than the sixth level of the gods.

But at the eighth level of the **** level, it is much stronger than the seventh level of the **** level, whether it is the talent or the bonus brought by the bloodline.

As for the ninth level of the god-level, it is even more terrifying, because the ninth level of the god-level represents the peak and represents the perfection. It is not comparable to the eighth-level of the god-level, and the difference is too far.

If the eighth level of the gods has the potential to impact the emperor, then the ninth level of the gods, as long as they do not fall, can break through the emperor 100%.

In the history of the Desolate Continent, anyone who has awakened the ninth-level bloodline of the God-level, as long as there is no fall, will break through to the position of the emperor.

The five giants of Central Continent are equal to the future emperor.

No wonder, Yang Potian is very arrogant, always aloof, does not look at people with straight eyes, it is no wonder that he is destined to become the emperor, except for figures of the same level, other people are in his eyes. It's an ant.

Perhaps deep in his heart, supreme is not in his eyes.

Dang! when! ...

The battle continued, becoming more and more fierce, and both of them made a real fire for the token of the holy palace.

The holy palace token, both of them are determined to win.

In a blink of an eye, the two fought for more than a hundred moves. The purple-gold sacred token, tumbling in the two men's energy, was agitated.

Crack!

Suddenly, there was a clear sound from the holy palace token, and then in the stunned eyes of everyone, it collapsed and broke into pieces.

The holy palace token is broken.

Everyone was stunned, even Yang Potian and Tuoba Shi were stunned, stopped the fight, staring at each other.

No one thought that the holy palace token would be broken. Isn't this a token to enter the holy palace? The owner of the holy mansion is beyond the existence of the emperor. The token he produced is so easy to break?

"Impossible, the holy palace token is solid and immortal, impossible to break, this is fake, this is a fake token!"

Kong Xin cried.

Fake token?

Everyone looked at each other.

"I see, someone throws out fake tokens and wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and come to a fisherman to profit!"

Someone guessed.

Everyone's eyes flashed, and they thought it was possible that some people wanted to fish in troubled waters.

"Fairy, Brother Kong, how did the token appear?"

Lu Ming asked.

"I heard that before, someone yelled and said that they found the token~IndoMTL.com~ caused a lot of people to **** it. Later, more and more people joined, and finally Yang Potian and Tuoba Shi were also attracted. Up!"

Kong Xin explained.

"So, no one can see where the token came from?"

Lu Ming asked.

Fairy Sandalwood and Kong Xin both shook their heads. Before, everyone fought like crazy after seeing the token of the Holy Mansion. Who would have thought that the token was fake.

Lu Ming nodded. It seemed that someone was really fishing in troubled waters.

"Damn, which **** did it, let me know, I let him die!"

The Yin of Tianying Fort did not break and roared. For this reason, Tianying Fort killed a great master and suffered heavy losses.

Other people also showed fierce glamour. This fisherman in troubled waters is really hateful.

(End of this chapter) *bq5*

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