Chapter 948

The figure looked around and saw many peaks in front of him. His body flashed and fell on many peaks, as if overlooking people.

At this time, many people's eyes fell on him and looked at him carefully. His appearance was extraordinary. He was a three-tier realm of the Yuan emperor. There was a sense of noble king on him, as if he was born, which made people feel extraordinary at a glance.

"Is this the prince of a certain dynasty?" Many people secretly say that most of the people who have the intention of a king come from the power of the imperial dynasty.

The people of the nine peaks also looked at the figure. When one of them saw the figure, his face couldn't help showing a look of surprise. It was him.

It seemed to feel something. The figure turned his eyes and looked at the man sitting on the central mountain. He couldn't help but coagulate and lost his voice: "don't leave the war!"

As soon as this remark came out, many people showed their sharp edges. He was so bold that he dared to call the son of ice and snow holy palace taboo. It was too presumptuous!

Suddenly, a sense of cold ice burst out from the empty air. On a mountain peak, many Tianjiao in the ice and snow temple were there, looking at the figure.

"A friend." Mo Lishang looked towards the ice and snow temple. Those Tianjiao took back their breath. They looked at Beize Tianpeng more. The Holy Son's friend was indeed extraordinary. They could vaguely feel his strength.

"Beize Tianpeng, long time no see." Mo Lishang spoke faintly, and his look soon returned to calm. He didn't expect to meet his former rival here, which was beyond his expectation.

Hearing this, the crowd's face was stunned. Mo Lisheng seemed to really know this person, and his tone was calm, not like an enemy.

Of course, they don't know what happened between Mo Lishang and Beize Tianpeng. It still happened in Beidou mansion. Mo Lishang's native place is unknown and not many people know it.

Beize Tianpeng was shocked at this time. Mo Lishang was sitting on the most central mountain with a detached position. Just now, there were many powerful breath shooting at him. He was led by Mo Lishang, which showed his extraordinary position.

It seems that Mo Lishang has entered a big power and received great attention.

Until now, Beize Tianpeng still didn't expect Mo Lishang to join the power of the divine palace, and he is the son of God. The divine palace is too far away for him.

"I haven't seen you for a long time." Beize Tianpeng spoke proudly, his tone was as arrogant as ever, and did not treat Mo Lishang as a special person, as if he were in Beidou mansion before.

In his opinion, even if Mo Lishang joined a powerful force, he is still not enough to become his opponent. His real opponent is only the evil figures of the divine palace force.

Beize Tianpeng looked directly at the nine peaks in the central area. Since Mo Lishang occupied one, he naturally could not lag behind others.

Molishang met him once, and he had a good talent. He didn't want to collide with him too early, so Beize Tianpeng chose among the remaining eight.

Finally, his eyes fell on a mountain peak, which was occupied by tianmingzi and mingjue of Sanqing immortal palace.

The crowd found that Beize Tianpeng's eyes looked at the direction of mingjue, and his face couldn't help showing a strange look. What was this guy thinking? Wouldn't you covet the peak of mingjue?

It's interesting, if so!

At this time, mingjue also felt the eyes cast by Beize Tianpeng. When he raised his eyebrows, did someone want to challenge him and die?

"Hehe, it seems that some people think you are very weak!" Hua Yuntian, a mountain peak nearby, said.

Although they are both the saints of Sanqing fairy palace, he has no taboo in his words. They have a fight. When they see the other party being provoked, they will naturally laugh at it. It would be better if they could arouse the battle between them.

"Interesting." Mo Lingzi and Mo Ling smiled faintly, revealing a hint of lightness and lightness, detached from the world.

Mo Lishang looked at Beize Tianpeng and guessed what he wanted to do.

"Get down by yourself." Beize Tianpeng looked at mingjue faintly, and a proud voice came out of his mouth, just like an imperial edict. The king's words cannot be rejected.

"This guy is really crazy!"

In the crowd, a low voice of surprise sounded. People looked at Beize Tianpeng with a very strange look. This guy is definitely not from Tianxuan nine regions. Otherwise, he wouldn't say such stupid words.

Only those people from foreign regions, who have lived in barren land for a long time, listen to too many words of praise and praise, think that they are extremely gifted and invincible, but in fact they are ignorant and fearless.

"I'll give you a chance to kneel down and apologize. I can ignore what happened just now." Mingjue spoke indifferently. There was a trace of dignity in his tone. Let him go. What a big tone!

"I told you to roll down!" Beize Tianpeng suddenly shouted angrily, and the world seemed to be in turmoil. Suddenly, there were imperial virtual shadows in the void, which were bright all over. Countless imperial virtual shadows spoke at the same time, and the terrible sound waves gathered in one place and blasted away towards the place where mingjue was located.

"What a powerful emperor. Is this person chaotic?" Countless people turned pale and suddenly found that the arrogant and unparalleled figure seemed not simple.

"Die!" A sense of obliteration flashed in mingjue's eyes. He still sat on the mountain, raised his hand and blew out a five-color immortal light. The five-color immortal light contained a terrible sword power, tore the void, spread around, wrapped the void, and wanted to bury all the virtual shadows of the emperors.

"Bang!" The roaring sound sounded, the emperor's virtual shadow trembled, and the five colored immortal light penetrated through the emperor's virtual shadow like a peerless sword. Although the speed was slow, it never stopped, and kept moving forward, trying to kill everything.

"What a strong strength." Beize Tianpeng's eyes were frozen, but his momentum was still unabated. He stepped forward fiercely, and the power of the king was rising. It seemed that a wisp of brilliance fell on him, reflecting the light of the peerless emperor. It was extremely sharp and went to kill the five colored immortal light.

The light of the emperor collided with the light of the five colored immortals. In an instant, two terrible forces burst out like a tide. The intention of the emperor and the will of the five rules, which dominate everything, erode each other and want to suppress each other.

"This man can be equal to mingjue!" At this time, the faces of the crowd were incredible, and they couldn't even believe their eyes.

What kind of person is mingjue?

One of the three sons of Sanqing fairy palace, a real evil figure, how terrible should it be to be equal to him?

At this time, their eyes towards Beize Tianpeng have undergone subtle changes, with less contempt and more fear. It seems that this person's words are not blind arrogance, but self-confidence.

Mo Lishang looked at the battle calmly. In contrast, he knew more about Beize Tianpeng. Beize Tianpeng's strength was undoubtedly much stronger than before, and qualitative transformation took place, as if he had stimulated the potential of the natural King's body, while mingjue's strength would not be weak, and the final result was difficult to see.

With a loud noise, the sharp imperial light was broken, and although the five color immortal light still exists, its momentum is much weaker than before and has not much power.

In this battle, it was Ming Jue who had the upper hand.

However, mingjue didn't feel any happy about it. His face was not very good-looking. As the saint of Sanqing fairy palace, he didn't crush his opponent directly, which was a shame for him.

Hua Yuntian and Mo Ling both had a deep meaning in their eyes. Surprisingly, they didn't fall into the well. They were very clear about the strength of mingjue. It seems that Beize Tianpeng's strength is not weak, better than the vast majority of people present.

In fact, Beize Tianpeng's inner shock is no less than that of mingjue, or even worse. He had strong confidence in his own strength, so he said wildly to let mingjue roll down to show his strength.

However, after the battle, he found that he was inferior to the other party. Although he hasn't done his best, it has proved that the strength of the other party is not lower than him.

This person, Mo Lishang and seven others occupy the most central peak. It seems that their strength is at the same level and stronger than others.

"Who are you?" Beize Tianpeng looked at mingjue and asked.

"You are not qualified to know." Mingjue disdained to respond. What kind of person is this? How dare he speak to him in such a tone?

The reason why mingjue was so angry was obviously influenced by the battle just now. The victory was not obvious, so she wanted to recover some face.

"What are you talking about!" Beize Tianpeng's eyes were cold and he stepped forward. The majesty of the emperor bloomed again, as if he had to fight. At this time, a calm voice sounded: "he is one of the three saints of Sanqing fairy palace."

When the voice fell, people turned their eyes and looked at the speaker. It turned out that it was mo Lishang, the Holy Son of the ice and snow temple. Did he say this to Beize Tianpeng?

"Holy Son of Sanqing fairy palace!" Beize Tianpeng looked shocked. There was a ray of edge in his eyes. He stared at mingjue. He was one of the saints of Sanqing fairy palace!

"Don't leave the war!" Ming Jue looked at Mo Lishang in some displeasure. He just said that Beize Tianpeng was not qualified to know his identity. Mo Lishang reported his identity. Is this hitting him in the face?

"He was born a king." Molishang calmly responded.

"Born king." Many people trembled at it. It was indeed a chaotic physique. No wonder he was so powerful. He was born with the power of emperor. With the improvement of his realm, he could better reflect the strength of his physique. I'm afraid there are few enemies fighting in the same territory.

When mingjue, moling and Hua Yuntian heard this, their faces changed slightly. They were born a king. Is there such a constitution in the world that they were born a king?

I saw a trace of pride on Beize Tianpeng's face. He looked arrogant. He naturally showed the power of an emperor, as if he was arrogant and powerful.

"Is the natural King strong? Dare you fight with me?"

Just when everyone was immersed in Beize Tianpeng's strong physique, a voice of indifference and disdain sounded, revealing a strong sense of provocation in the tone.