The emperor's son was born, and the top ten female emperors came to propose marriage

outside the space.

The eight emperors looked at the familiar face, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

With the disappearance of Zhuo Bufan, the Nine-Crown King, the picture of the bronze monument also slowly disappeared.

At this time, they came back to their senses.

Everything just now happened between lightning and flint.

The Nine Crown King was seriously injured and fled to the next session.

And the eight-time champion Yang Anzhi.

His meteor fire shower ended before it landed.

It was split into a puddle of blood by the Thunder Emperor's treasure technique.

God is dead!

"This this!"

"This is impossible! Impossible...!"

Qi Daolin's old face twitched, and his face turned pale instantly.

Voices began to tremble.

Lose an eight-time champion and seriously injure a nine-time champion.

Stealing chicken will not lose rice!

This kind of feeling is also uncomfortable for the great emperor.

"The Nine-Crown King is seriously injured...! The Eight-Crown King has fallen."

Tang Yan was slightly moved and murmured softly.

"Old Qi, let's be sad!"

Afterwards, Tang Yan looked at Qi Daolin, smiled slightly, and said.

It is a good thing for Xiandian to lose an eight-time champion.

So, deliberately angered Qi Daolin.

"Amitabha!"

The old Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect uttered a Buddha name, and a smile appeared on his old face.

Among the major forces, the surface is calm.

But in private, everyone hopes that the other party will die more.

So that his holy son and child can compete for the top of the list.

"Humph…!"

Qi Daolin snorted coldly and stopped talking.

However, it is not difficult to see that he has a strong killing intent towards that emperor.

within the space.

The dense rain of flames above Qin Feng's head is falling rapidly.

"call out…!"

Qin Feng flickered and moved instantly, avoiding the flames one by one.

In the end, he came to the pool of blood and picked up two storage rings.

"boom…!"

"boom…!"

The flames all over the sky landed behind Qin Feng.

He was unharmed.

The power of the treasure technique without the blessing of spiritual energy is greatly reduced, and it will soon dissipate.

And those people who eat melons stayed where they were.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, not knowing what to say.

"Good... so scary emperor."

"It's still an understatement for the saint to kill the quasi-emperor."

"It's all ancient Dafa, it's too strong, you can't provoke it."

After a long while, a young man murmured with lingering fear.

No one noticed that the young man's robe was soaked with sweat.

More than one young man, everyone felt their backs warm and their hearts beating faster.

Eight crowned kings, kill as soon as you say.

Do not blink an eye.

The nine crowned kings were all beaten like dogs and fled.

This kind of combat power is really frightening.

Qin Feng didn't care about these little guys.

Instead, he probed his consciousness into the storage ring.

After searching around, Qin Feng only spit out two words:
"Poor...!"

Among the two storage rings, there are only two supreme weapons.

A quasi-imperial soldier.

Not even Emperor Soldiers.

"Forget it, let's do it!"

Sighing, Qin Feng threw the storage ring into the world of Shenhuan.

Now, as long as there is something, he will throw it into his divine ring.

Very convenient.

The divine ring space is like a bottomless pit.

When taking it out, just move your mind.

After collecting the loot, Qin Feng stepped forward and walked towards the Battle Power Monument.

The Battle Power Monument is bronze in color, soaring into the sky, covered by a thin layer of aura.

The test is also very simple, just bombard the combat power monument.

The combat power tablet will judge the combat power according to the strength and the size of the aura.

There are two more rankings on the battle strength tablet, which were sent up by Qin Feng himself.

Number one on the power list: Zhuo Bufan.

Second place on the power list: Gu Qianye.

Qin Feng looked at it, and then, he clenched his fist with one hand and punched it down.

"Boom...!"

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound on the combat power tablet.

"Crack...!"

There was a crack on the combat power tablet, which almost shattered.

"call out…!"

A piece of jade pendant fell from the monument of combat power.

Qin Feng caught the jade pendant steadily.

Then, engrave two words inside.

"The coffin emperor!"

At the same time, a drop of blood essence was injected.

"Dengdengdeng...!"

Number one on the power list: Coffin Emperor!
Breaking the record again, surpassing Zhuo Bufan.

"Is it that simple?"

Qin Feng was slightly taken aback and said.

"boom…!"

Qin Feng felt that it was not enough, so he punched the Battle Power Monument again.

The crack was getting bigger and bigger, extending from the bottom, almost to the end.

"boom…!"

"boom…!"

"Crack...!"

After two punches in a row, the aura on the Battle Power Monument disappeared and was split in two.

With a bang, the combat power monument fell to the ground.

Hundreds of jade pendants were scattered all over the place.

"hiss…!"

"Hurry up and grab it!"

"More than 300 monks rushed to see these jade pendants."

With the jade pendant, you can enter the next link.

This is the qualification card for the competition.

But now, you don't need to do anything to qualify.

Qin Feng watched the crowd scramble, smiled lightly, and entered the next space.

The battle monument was shattered.

Everyone can enter the next link, or the next space.

All of a sudden, it was a mess.

"Brothers, I'm going first."

A young man picked up the jade pendant, carved his name, injected blood, and went directly to the next link.

Immediately afterwards, everyone left the space and came to the next link.

And Qin Feng entered the next space.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful here, and the aura is compelling, which is much better than the previous space.

Even the air is much fresher.

"call out…!"

Qin Feng turned into a series of afterimages, looking for the battle power monument in the space.

At the same time, they are also looking for baby dragons.

Or the son of luck.

Not long after, he came to the same stone tablet.

Here, too, many practitioners gathered.

When Qin Feng arrived, everyone dodged one after another, not daring to approach.

"boom…!"

"boom…!"

"boom…!"

Three punches fell, and another piece of the combat power monument was destroyed.

Countless jade pendants were scattered all over the place.

Qin Feng picked up a piece casually and entered the next space.

In this way, Qin Feng shuttled through three hundred spaces in a row.

Finally, he saw an acquaintance.

Baby Dragon!
The dragon baby is in the Saint Realm, and it is a fierce beast, which is missed by countless people.

Everyone wants to compete for its treasure.

With no luck, she was surrounded by more than 300 monks.

Among them are more than a dozen quasi-emperor powerhouses.

"Kill her, take out her bones, and practice the real dragon treasure technique."

A strong quasi-emperor, holding a long sword, pointed at the baby dragon, and said.

"But, this real dragon is the emperor's son's mount."

"Kill her, will it be...!"

"What are you afraid of? This is in the Bronze Dimension. If everyone doesn't say anything, it's impossible for the emperor to know."

The Zhundi strong man said confidently.

They were all out of breath as they spoke.

Obviously, it has been played several times before.

"Indeed, if everyone doesn't say anything, how would I know?"

At this time, a very cold... very cold voice sounded behind everyone.

Everyone looked back, a little dumbfounded.

A handsome and charming young man, full of murderous intent.

"Master...Master!"

When the baby dragon heard the sound, his face was overjoyed and he let out a loud cry.

However, when he spoke, his voice was weak and trembling.