Chapter 2022
Originally, a large number of friars in the period of transforming gods were full of strength and wanted to fight for the throne of the emperor's son-in-law.
For the young monk of Lianhua nationality, Xianer princess is so beautiful that everyone wants to marry her.
But the prince Zifeng was the first to come to power and said this, which immediately extinguished the hope of the monks who were eager to try.
The number of Lianhua friars is small, and each has a long life.
There are a lot of spiritual transformation friars in the family, but there are not many monks under the age of 5000, so they are considered as the top gifted friars of Lianhua family.
Xiaodiegui is a kind of ancient spirit of the snow orchid Narcissus, but also at the age of 3000, the breakthrough of the early stage of God transformation.
Looking at the whole Lianhua family, there are less than 500 monks under the age of 5000. Of these 500, only more than 50 were practicing in the later period of transforming God.
This competition for marriage is equivalent to the competition among more than 50 monks in the deification period.
Zifeng is the first expert of the younger generation of Lianhua clan. He has seven magic powers and the purple fire is extremely powerful. There are few monks in the family who can fight with him in the later period of transforming gods.
Even if there are several powerful elites in the late stage of transforming gods, those who can fight with Zifeng for more than ten rounds dare not appear, for fear of touching Zifeng's brow.
Purple wind see no one response, can not help but some anxious. This time, he plans to show off his strength in the martial arts contest.
If no one dares to play, doesn't it mean that his plan will fall through?
Zifeng coughed and said in a loud voice: "we may have heard of the strength of the prince, but are the elite of the family not daring to fight against purple?"
"I'll do it!"
As soon as the voice fell, a young man in white at the back of the square rose to the sky and fell in the middle of the challenge arena.
The youth in white is not exactly Shen Lang.
Shen Lang didn't want to be so high-profile, so he decided to wait until Zifeng had enough to force him to fight in the face. But he didn't expect that the friar of Lianhua family was so counselled. When he saw Zifeng on the stage, he didn't dare to fart.
However, Shen Lang can only make a high profile in the arena.
Shen dares to fight Zilang first, and then he is really happy.
He had long been eager to teach the son of a bitch a lesson. He never thought that the son of a bitch would send him to the door by himself. This is just the best!
Few friars of Lianhua clan knew Shen Lang, but when Shen Lang suddenly appeared on the stage, there was a commotion and discussion among the audience.
"Why? Who is this man? "
"Yes, I never seem to have met him."
"No, is there such a monk in the family?"
Everyone in the field has never seen Shen Lang, and everyone looks curious.
Although Shen Lang agreed to join the Lianhua clan after she agreed to the emperor, he didn't publicize it after all, so he knew very few Lian Hua monks.
Jiang long, the great elder, remembered the notes sent to him by the emperor Xuelan. His eyes lit up and explained: "this is the monk who has just joined our Lianhua family recently. His name is Shen Lang. He has been living in exile before, so you may not know. This son is already a member of our Lianhua clan and meets the requirements of martial arts competition and marriage recruitment. We need not worry about it. "
As soon as this word came out, the off-site discussion gradually subsided, and the doubts in the heart were also eliminated.
"Just a monk in the middle of transforming God. Isn't it funny to go on the stage?"
"That's right, this new comer is too ignorant of the height of heaven and earth."
"Let the prince frustrate him."
The friars off the field are not optimistic about Shen Lang.
On the challenge arena.
Zifeng sneered and said, "Shen Daoyou, the prince doesn't want you to be my opponent. You should also have self-knowledge in everything. You want to compete with Xianer princess for your accomplishments. I'm afraid you are daydreaming
Shen Lang grinned: "why so much nonsense. Now that Shen has played, let me see what you have
Zifeng laughed wildly: "good, good! You have some courage, but there is no distinction between life and death in the arena. In addition, the prince has always been a bit heavy. If you are not careful, you will be injured, disabled or even killed Don't blame me for being ruthless. "
"Each other." Shen Lang's expressionless response.
Before starting, Zifeng glanced at lanxian'er in the front row of the stage. Seeing her expression seemed to be a little nervous, Zifeng was secretly pleased.
If he killed Shen Lang in front of LAN xian'er, LAN xian'er would be disappointed in Shen Lang, and he would like him with all his heart.
Purple wind thought of beauty.
LAN xian'er and Xiao die are both nervous. Although Shen Lang is very confident of his own strength, they are still worried.
LAN xian'er, in particular, did not want to gamble on Shen Lang's life until she had to.
LAN xian'er knows that Shen Lang is strong, but Zifeng is not weak. Shen Lang may face a bitter battle because of his ancient spirit and powerful life power.
Things have come to this point, LAN xian'er has no room for regret, can only silently pray for Shen Lang to win.The seven Jue emperor in the distance saw Shen Lang suddenly appear with a slight frown on his brow.
Although Shen Lang's cultivation is not as good as Zifeng's, there seems to be some secret in this boy, even she can't see through. There is a kind of bad premonition in the heart of the emperor Qijue.
She also did not interrupt the challenge arena battle, simply continued to watch.
"Prince, what are you doing? Feel it. Don't make me wait Shen Lang said impatiently.
The purple wind stopped YY and said grimly: "you don't know how to live or die. I'll make you. Seven Jue purple fire
A burst of drink, Zifeng hands in the palm immediately gushed out of the purple fire ball, the fire group instantly expanded, soared into the sky, into two hundreds of meters long purple fire dragon magic spirit.
The purple fire on the body of purple fire dragon is extremely dense, far from the ordinary fire can be compared, contains the extreme power of terror!
In order to show her strong strength in front of LAN xian'er, Zifeng decides to kill Shen Lang with the strongest blow.
"Roar!"
The two dragons made a loud roar, and then ran into the deep waves with the speed of thunder.
"Golden blade storm!"
Between the electric light and the flint, the deep waves burst out the golden blade storm.
The golden storm, like a giant tornado, hit the dragon.
"Boom
The sound of the explosion was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky. The purple flame and the golden storm were intertwined for a long time.
A scorching air stream swept around, and the temperature in the whole square rose a lot even though there was a ban.
In the middle of the challenge arena, the stones and bricks on the ground all turned red and hot.
The purple wind's original magic power, seven Jue, purple fire is really a little fierce, and forcefully suppressed the heavy waves of the golden blade storm. Shen Lang tried his best to open the wall of Amethyst to resist the impact of the dragon.
Zifeng was very pleased with his move. Even in the late period of the transformation of God, it is impossible for a monk to take over the seven Jue purple fire with all his strength, not to mention Shen Lang, the eighth son of the king, before he was converted into God.
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For the young monk of Lianhua nationality, Xianer princess is so beautiful that everyone wants to marry her.
But the prince Zifeng was the first to come to power and said this, which immediately extinguished the hope of the monks who were eager to try.
The number of Lianhua friars is small, and each has a long life.
There are a lot of spiritual transformation friars in the family, but there are not many monks under the age of 5000, so they are considered as the top gifted friars of Lianhua family.
Xiaodiegui is a kind of ancient spirit of the snow orchid Narcissus, but also at the age of 3000, the breakthrough of the early stage of God transformation.
Looking at the whole Lianhua family, there are less than 500 monks under the age of 5000. Of these 500, only more than 50 were practicing in the later period of transforming God.
This competition for marriage is equivalent to the competition among more than 50 monks in the deification period.
Zifeng is the first expert of the younger generation of Lianhua clan. He has seven magic powers and the purple fire is extremely powerful. There are few monks in the family who can fight with him in the later period of transforming gods.
Even if there are several powerful elites in the late stage of transforming gods, those who can fight with Zifeng for more than ten rounds dare not appear, for fear of touching Zifeng's brow.
Purple wind see no one response, can not help but some anxious. This time, he plans to show off his strength in the martial arts contest.
If no one dares to play, doesn't it mean that his plan will fall through?
Zifeng coughed and said in a loud voice: "we may have heard of the strength of the prince, but are the elite of the family not daring to fight against purple?"
"I'll do it!"
As soon as the voice fell, a young man in white at the back of the square rose to the sky and fell in the middle of the challenge arena.
The youth in white is not exactly Shen Lang.
Shen Lang didn't want to be so high-profile, so he decided to wait until Zifeng had enough to force him to fight in the face. But he didn't expect that the friar of Lianhua family was so counselled. When he saw Zifeng on the stage, he didn't dare to fart.
However, Shen Lang can only make a high profile in the arena.
Shen dares to fight Zilang first, and then he is really happy.
He had long been eager to teach the son of a bitch a lesson. He never thought that the son of a bitch would send him to the door by himself. This is just the best!
Few friars of Lianhua clan knew Shen Lang, but when Shen Lang suddenly appeared on the stage, there was a commotion and discussion among the audience.
"Why? Who is this man? "
"Yes, I never seem to have met him."
"No, is there such a monk in the family?"
Everyone in the field has never seen Shen Lang, and everyone looks curious.
Although Shen Lang agreed to join the Lianhua clan after she agreed to the emperor, he didn't publicize it after all, so he knew very few Lian Hua monks.
Jiang long, the great elder, remembered the notes sent to him by the emperor Xuelan. His eyes lit up and explained: "this is the monk who has just joined our Lianhua family recently. His name is Shen Lang. He has been living in exile before, so you may not know. This son is already a member of our Lianhua clan and meets the requirements of martial arts competition and marriage recruitment. We need not worry about it. "
As soon as this word came out, the off-site discussion gradually subsided, and the doubts in the heart were also eliminated.
"Just a monk in the middle of transforming God. Isn't it funny to go on the stage?"
"That's right, this new comer is too ignorant of the height of heaven and earth."
"Let the prince frustrate him."
The friars off the field are not optimistic about Shen Lang.
On the challenge arena.
Zifeng sneered and said, "Shen Daoyou, the prince doesn't want you to be my opponent. You should also have self-knowledge in everything. You want to compete with Xianer princess for your accomplishments. I'm afraid you are daydreaming
Shen Lang grinned: "why so much nonsense. Now that Shen has played, let me see what you have
Zifeng laughed wildly: "good, good! You have some courage, but there is no distinction between life and death in the arena. In addition, the prince has always been a bit heavy. If you are not careful, you will be injured, disabled or even killed Don't blame me for being ruthless. "
"Each other." Shen Lang's expressionless response.
Before starting, Zifeng glanced at lanxian'er in the front row of the stage. Seeing her expression seemed to be a little nervous, Zifeng was secretly pleased.
If he killed Shen Lang in front of LAN xian'er, LAN xian'er would be disappointed in Shen Lang, and he would like him with all his heart.
Purple wind thought of beauty.
LAN xian'er and Xiao die are both nervous. Although Shen Lang is very confident of his own strength, they are still worried.
LAN xian'er, in particular, did not want to gamble on Shen Lang's life until she had to.
LAN xian'er knows that Shen Lang is strong, but Zifeng is not weak. Shen Lang may face a bitter battle because of his ancient spirit and powerful life power.
Things have come to this point, LAN xian'er has no room for regret, can only silently pray for Shen Lang to win.The seven Jue emperor in the distance saw Shen Lang suddenly appear with a slight frown on his brow.
Although Shen Lang's cultivation is not as good as Zifeng's, there seems to be some secret in this boy, even she can't see through. There is a kind of bad premonition in the heart of the emperor Qijue.
She also did not interrupt the challenge arena battle, simply continued to watch.
"Prince, what are you doing? Feel it. Don't make me wait Shen Lang said impatiently.
The purple wind stopped YY and said grimly: "you don't know how to live or die. I'll make you. Seven Jue purple fire
A burst of drink, Zifeng hands in the palm immediately gushed out of the purple fire ball, the fire group instantly expanded, soared into the sky, into two hundreds of meters long purple fire dragon magic spirit.
The purple fire on the body of purple fire dragon is extremely dense, far from the ordinary fire can be compared, contains the extreme power of terror!
In order to show her strong strength in front of LAN xian'er, Zifeng decides to kill Shen Lang with the strongest blow.
"Roar!"
The two dragons made a loud roar, and then ran into the deep waves with the speed of thunder.
"Golden blade storm!"
Between the electric light and the flint, the deep waves burst out the golden blade storm.
The golden storm, like a giant tornado, hit the dragon.
"Boom
The sound of the explosion was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky. The purple flame and the golden storm were intertwined for a long time.
A scorching air stream swept around, and the temperature in the whole square rose a lot even though there was a ban.
In the middle of the challenge arena, the stones and bricks on the ground all turned red and hot.
The purple wind's original magic power, seven Jue, purple fire is really a little fierce, and forcefully suppressed the heavy waves of the golden blade storm. Shen Lang tried his best to open the wall of Amethyst to resist the impact of the dragon.
Zifeng was very pleased with his move. Even in the late period of the transformation of God, it is impossible for a monk to take over the seven Jue purple fire with all his strength, not to mention Shen Lang, the eighth son of the king, before he was converted into God.
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