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- After the loud noise, crazy energy burst out everywhere.
The entire competition arena was like the end of the world suddenly coming.
The wind is raging.
There was thunder and lightning.
It rained heavily.
The poisonous fog fills the air.
During this period, the roar of dragons was heard from time to time, and the earth was trembling.
"No, the competition ground is sinking!"
This competition ground was originally built in mid-air, so it stands to reason that it is unlikely to sink.
But because the collision between Ling Xiao and Ji Mingkong brought too strong impact force, and the protective wall condensed this force to one point and could not escape, this made the attack caused by this force even more terrifying. .
When the competition platform sinks, the entire competition arena also sinks.
From a distance, it looks like a giant void ship falling out of control.
Under the competition ground is the sacrificial platform of the Holy Dynasty. There is a reason why the martial arts festival is arranged here.
Although it is said that if the martial arts arena sinks, no one will be killed because there is no one below, but destroying the sacrificial altar of the Holy Dynasty is a great sin.
Sikong Zui showed an imperceptible sneer.
He was originally thinking of finding some reason to deal with Ling Xiao, but he didn't expect the reason to come to his door so quickly.
The competition arena has been so violently ravaged, so Ji Mingkong, who is inside the competition arena, is naturally the first to bear the brunt.
The crazy energy rushed towards her like crazy, completely covering her.
Boom!
Pfft!
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Loud noises came one after another, first hitting the competition platform, accelerating the sinking of the competition field, and then hitting the protective wall, making several referees in charge of the protective wall helplessly smile.
They are Cave Heaven Realm warriors, and the attacks of these two idiots actually gave them a sense of fear.
It¡¯s really embarrassing to say this.
In fact, we can't blame them. Although Ling Xiao and Ji Mingkong are both Heavenly Realm warriors, their attacks produced special gain effects after the collision, and the terrifying power they erupted can even reach the cave. Realm warriors can be injured.
This is the scary thing about energy superposition.
Of course, this kind of energy cannot be controlled. As long as the Cave Heaven Realm master is not a fool, he can basically avoid or defend against it.
The golden dragon wings stretched out behind Ling Xiao, and his face looked a little solemn.
Because even he did not expect that the power of the collision of the two attacks would be so great. The energy waves that spilled out did not even distinguish between friend and foe, attacking indiscriminately, and even he became the target of the attack.
But luckily he can fly.
He also mastered the method of forming formations.
The protective wall itself was formed by a magic circle. Ling Xiao spread out his golden dragon wings and flew to the vicinity of the protective wall. He just held a formation stone in his hand, and a part of the protective wall actually separated and enveloped his entire body. .
The huge impact hit the protective wall, and the referees blocked it for him. Of course, he had no problem at all, and he didn't even have to expend any Tianyuan energy.
"Damn it, this guy is such a thief, he can still do this?"
A referee said with a dumbfounded smile.
"There doesn't seem to be a foul. He didn't leave the confines of the arena, and he was using his own abilities."
The other referee smiled bitterly.
"You see, this is the benefit of being knowledgeable. If the Holy Son also knows the formation, this time he won't be too embarrassed."
The referee sighed deeply.
Now, even he has to admire the little guy Ling Xiao. Unfortunately, this is not his grandson. Otherwise, this holy dynasty would have a real successor.
"I've always been curious. This guy is obviously just a warrior in the Heavenly Realm. How can he fly?"
In the stands, Qin Bixue, who was falling along with the competition field, gritted his teeth and asked.
"It should be some kind of martial arts. This kind of thing is very rare. I didn't expect him to get it. In comparison, the Holy Son's air dance skill is much worse."
The master of the Blood Knife Sect is well-informed after all and answered Qin Bixue¡¯s question.
They were still surprised, but the Tianwangmen side was just panicked.
"Sect Master, it looks like the situation is not good. Not only can Ling Xiao fly, but he also knows how to form formations. It seems that he can use protective walls to protect himself.?self. In this case, Mingkong will suffer a great loss, and this battle may be on the line. "
An elder from the Tianwang Sect said with regret as if he were mourning his heir.
"Yes, Master, the situation is completely different from what we expected. This Ling Xiao has exceeded our estimates, and far beyond. What's more, I don't think this kid seems to have tried his best."
Another elder from the Tianwang Sect said loudly.
"Stop arguing! If there is anything wrong with the Holy Son, I will make this kid pay with his life!"
The Holy Emperor was really angry.
He is such an outstanding son, and the rest is either addicted to wine and sex, or he is an incompetent daughter.
Although the Holy Son is also born as a girl, she is better than many men. If something happens to the Holy Son, he will kill Ling Xiao even if he risks the disapproval of the world.
He still doesn¡¯t believe it. Who dares to make an enemy of the Holy Dynasty royal family because of Ling Xiao?
Sikong Zun frowned and said: "Holy Emperor, don't worry, Mingkong is not so easy to defeat, and this is the Holy City, how can we allow a small Yuehua Sect disciple to defeat the Holy Son? Who wins and who loses is not us Has the final say?"
"Brother Sikong means to intervene?"
The Holy Emperor asked doubtfully.
"Let's take a look first and then talk. The game isn't over yet, don't worry!"
Sikong Zun did not confirm or deny, but suddenly looked towards the competition stage.
The energy explosion in the sky finally subsided after continuing for a period of time.
A figure fell vertically, like an object that had lost control, standing straight without any reaction.
"No, it looks like the Holy Son was stunned by the power just now. If he was thrown from this height, if there was no protection from Tianyuan power, something big would happen."
The people from Tianwangmen shouted anxiously.
Whoosh!
A figure suddenly jumped out and caught Ji Mingkong in the air.
It¡¯s Ling Xiao!
A winner's smile appeared on his face.
Ji Mingkong, who seemed to be unconscious, suddenly swung his palm in an attempt to fly away Ling Xiao who had blasphemed her.
However, her palm was soft and weak.
Ling Xiao grabbed her jade hand, and his cold voice sounded on the competition stage, and all the warriors present could hear it clearly: "Ji Mingkong, you disappoint me so much. To be honest, I haven't had all the fun yet. You He actually lost."
Although he is interested in the Chosen Son, his biggest goal this time in the martial arts festival finals is to defeat the Holy Son and completely kick this arrogant woman off her dazzling throne.
Ji Mingkong¡¯s body was trembling.
Lying in the arms of the person she hated the most, listening to the other person's obviously humiliating words, she was powerless.
Even without the impact just now, just the aftereffects of "Jade Shattering" was enough to make her extremely weak.
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