Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

Lin Dingtian and Tianwu Wang submitted the entry list of the imperial arrogance in the octagonal ancient building full of resentment.

Afterwards, they rushed to the east of the city, the palace group where players from the Canglong Empire stayed exclusively.

Ye Wudao, Mangshang and other Tianjiao who disappeared in the strange black mist were also found one after another, unscathed, and each lived in the palace that was allocated in advance.

In the residence of the White Tiger Empire, Tianjiao gathered together.

"boom!"

The black-faced and long-bearded Guan Zizi cut off the table with one palm, and said indignantly with an aloof expression:

"Fortunately for him, if the female pope hadn't come here by chance today, he would have killed that boy."

"Dare to cheat the second and third princes in person, such arrogant people really deserve to die."

The corner of Li Hentian's mouth twitched, his face was extremely pale.

Zhuo,

No-brainer!

It's all back, why are you still talking about the prince being greened?Isn't this adding salt to other people's wounds?

Didn't you see that His Highness's face was ashen?

"boom!"

Guan Zizai stood up abruptly with saber-like aura, and looked at the gloomy-looking second prince and the chubby third prince who had an aggrieved expression.

"Your Highness, how can you still sit still!"

"Guan can't swallow this bad breath, so he might as well kill him tonight."

"The White Tiger Empire has been at odds with the Canglong Empire for generations."

"it is good."

The second prince, with silver pupils and no waves in the ancient well, nodded and said:

"Go ahead."

"Behead Na Luo Fanchen, and help my Highness take the head of Emperor Canglong along with it."

Guan Zizai's dark and angry expression froze, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him.

"..."

He looked embarrassed: "Your Highness, this... Guan can't do it."

The second prince's silver eyes narrowed, and his cold voice was like a knife: "Sit down if you can't do it."

Lihentian has a secret way,

I'm afraid that only this domineering and unparalleled second prince can hold back this arrogant and brainless man.

Guan Zizai grinned, scratched his head and said:

"Your Highness, your women have been robbed, how can you still sit still?"

Li Hentian was speechless, and moved to a distance, afraid of splashing his own blood later.

The second prince sneered again and again, and said in a concentrated voice: "Remember, anger will make you lose your mind."

"Go out, use your brain more."

"That Luo Fanchen is not afraid in the face of danger today, and dares to openly look at me, so he must have something to rely on."

"If there is no one with absolute strength, there will be no such calm eyes."

Lihentian and others suddenly realized,

Thinking of Luo Fanchen's special calm and composed temperament, they all nodded.

"This person's mentality is indeed too detached."

"We should pay attention to those who can win the first place in the empire."

Guan Zizai was not angry: "Why build up the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige."

"No matter how strong this person is, he can still beat the Tyrannical Saber in my hand. Can the Second Prince have a pair of divine fists?"

"I see that kid is just a traitor, and Guan will be able to chop him into a pile of rotten meat tomorrow by himself."

The second prince shook his head: "Your disdain for the world will eventually kill you."

His silver eyes flickered, and his tone was cold:

"The prince is not afraid of him."

"Although this son should not be underestimated, what I am afraid of today is the person behind him. There is no need for you to take action in the competition, just let me handle it."

Ye Feng, with the butterfly tattoo, spoke in a chilling voice:

"Your Highness does not need to take action. The family has two disgraceful scumbags. My brother should clean up the sins. Ye Feng will definitely kill that kid and give you an explanation."

Ye Feng sneered and shook his head, full of disdain,

Two stupid younger sisters, who lost watermelon to pick up sesame seeds, even gave up the second prince with unlimited potential to find a wild boy outside, they are so stupid.

The second prince was a ruthless person who was born with wind and thunder, and sacrificed his mother alive. Who would dare to provoke him?

"Second brother, I want a sister-in-law!!"

The third prince wailed again and again, looking not very smart:

"You must help your younger brother to snatch your sister-in-law back."

"Don't worry, tomorrow is the time of this son's death, and this prince wants to see what methods he has."

The second prince's silver eyes flashed, planning strategies,

The tyrannical aura that overflowed invisible made the hearts of the Tianjiao shudder.

This second prince was extremely cruel, and all the opponents he met in the national competition, those who refused to surrender, were torn to pieces by his pair of wind and thunder tiger claws.

The second prince looked at the bleeding sun outside the palace, and murmured in his heart:

My dear brother, where have you been hiding?

If I can devour the power of your white tiger, my power will be even stronger. "

In the center of the dead city, where the Temple of Light stays.

The four priests in platinum temple robes sat and sipped tea slowly.

"Huang'er, my father has sent someone to investigate Na Luo Fanchen, and a portrait will be sent back later."

Standing in the hall is a stalwart young man with red gold eyes that seems to be burning with flames. The golden and gorgeous costumes of the Son of God make his heroic appearance even more extraordinary.

Huang Yan shook his head, with a little dissatisfaction in his words:

"I am invincible, why should I be so?"

"The strong will only focus on themselves, it doesn't matter who the enemy is."

The fourth priest took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and kneaded the space between his brows with a headache.

"Huang'er, this is the World Championship, this is the World Championship!!"

"Father knows that you are very strong, but the others are not made of mud."

"The female gun god of the Yang family, the second prince of the White Tiger Empire, and several other monsters, which one was not cultivated by a strong man like dad with all his efforts."

"You are only now, and your age is at a disadvantage!!"

Huang Yan shook his head, the red golden flames in his eyes were hot and hot, his thoughts were like knives, showing their sharpness.

"It's okay, I'll do it."

"No matter how big the storm is, or the flood is raging, I will break through all laws and suppress it with one punch."

The fourth priest's face twitched, helpless, and said worriedly:

"I've given you the information on each player, you must not have read it seriously, have you?"

Huang Yan shook his head, his eyes were indifferent and disdainful: "It's just that I look down on them too much. I just want to win the competition dignifiedly, so why bother with these heretics."

The fourth priest almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and paced around the hall.

"Why haven't the people sent out come back?"

"That guy named Luo Fanchen, if he really is the kid we met in the mountain village back then."

"After a few months of training to be the number one in the empire, there must be some adventures, and this priest personally robbed and killed him to bring you the opportunity."

"Even if there are people to support it, the background is bigger than our Temple of Light?"

Huang Yan frowned, and said displeasedly: "Father, you are enshrined in the temple! What a detached position, you don't want to practice all day long, how cheap it is to count a junior."

"Conspiracies come down to small paths, and strength is the foundation."

"My talent is as powerful as the past, so why should I worry about other people's opportunities."

The four priests breathed rapidly: "Your boy's wings are stiff, and you are starting to criticize your father?"

"You are still young, and you don't understand the dangers of the world. How can you do it if you have strength and don't know how to calculate?"

Huang Yan shook his head, the domineering divine fire in his pupils overflowed, and he grabbed it with his palms in the air: "The way is different, and we don't conspire with each other. If I want this world, I will use my strength to get it."

"I come, I fight, I conquer."

At this time, the female pope outside the palace just returned with the saint Bai Yingyue.

The fourth priest stepped forward and said: "Di Weiyang, the marriage between the old man and you mentioned, after the World Championships, don't delay it any longer."

"The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter are a match made in heaven. We old fellows in the Hall of Enshrinement recognize it. Don't delay your disciple's future."

Diwei Yang's phoenix eyes gave him a slight sideways glance, and she opened and closed her mouth coldly:

"Yingyue, do you know where the barking came from?"

The little saint secretly admired her teacher.

The purpose of the existence of the Temple of Consecration is to restrict the excessive power of the Pope.

There are even two former popes who abdicated.

The popes of all dynasties have to be afraid of three points of the hall of worship, the teacher is really strong.

"Di Weiyang, don't be too presumptuous!" The four priests looked gloomy.

The female pope frowned, and said, "Yingyue, I'm unhappy as a teacher and wants to kill someone."

The fourth priest's heart shuddered, his eyes were tightly closed, and his momentum was frantically concentrated.

"Forget it, it's boring."

Di Weiyang shook her head slowly, and took Bai Yingyue away.

The little saint muttered to herself, if someone provokes the teacher, the teacher directly wants to kill her.

It turned out that the teacher said that he wanted to slap me, it was a sign of love for me.

"You bastard, bastard!"

After the female pope left, the back of the four priests was already wet with sweat, and they clenched their fists tightly.

"Damn!"

"I really don't know how this woman cultivated. With such young strength, she can already wrestle with us old guys who have retreated from the front line!"

When the fourth priest saw his son, he sneered and said haughtily, "But she has nothing to pull, and her apprentice is not as good as mine."

Huang Yan stared outside the hall: "Father, as you saw, strength is the foundation, otherwise you would have made a move just now."

"Give me time, and I will surpass the Pope."

"The saint, the pope, will all be in my pocket."

The fourth priest was stunned. He thought his son was crazy, but he didn't expect it to be so crazy that the master and apprentice wanted to catch him all in one go? ? ?

"very good."

"You'll make it happen..."