Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul Chapter 845: The Son of Tragedy

After the loud noise, crazy energy burst out everywhere.

The whole competition platform is almost like the end of the world suddenly coming.

The wind is raging.

Thunder and lightning are going up.

The rain is pouring.

Poisonous fog is permeated.

During this period, the roar of the dragon was heard from time to time, and the earth was trembling constantly.

"No, the martial arts field is sinking!"

This martial arts venue was originally built in midair, so it was logically unlikely that it would sink.

But because the collision between Ling Xiao and Ji Mingkong brought too strong impact force, coupled with the protective wall, this force was condensed to a point, unable to spread out, which made this force even more caused. The attack is even more terrifying.

The competition platform sank, and the entire competition field also sank.

From a distance, it looks like a huge void ship falling out of control.

Below the competition ground is the sacrificial stand of the holy dynasty. There is a reason why the martial arts festival is arranged here.

Although the sinking of the martial arts ground will not kill anyone, because there is no one below, but it ruins the sacrificial platform of the sacred dynasty. This is a great sin.

Sikong Zui showed a sneer that is not easily detectable.

He was still thinking about finding any reason to clean up Ling Xiao, but he didn't expect the reason to be delivered so soon.

The competition grounds have been so ravaged, so Ji Mingkong, who is in the competition platform, naturally bears the brunt.

The crazy energy pounced on her like crazy, covering her completely.

Boom!

Puff!

Crack!

The loud noises followed one after another, first hitting the competition stage, accelerating the sinking of the competition field, and then hitting the protective wall, making the referees who presided over the protective wall smile helplessly.

They are Martial Artists of the Cave Heaven Realm, and the attacks of these two Mao children have caused them both to feel a sense of fear.

It's a bit embarrassing to say this.

Actually, they can’t be blamed. Although Ling Xiao and Ji Mingkong are both martial artists of the Celestial and Human Realm, their attacks produced special buffs after the impact, and the terrifying power erupted. Even the martial artist of the cave world can be injured.

This is the terrible aspect of energy stacking.

Of course, this kind of energy is uncontrollable. As long as the Celestial Heaven Realm master is not a fool, he can basically escape or defend it.

Behind Ling Xiao, the golden dragon wings stretched out, and his face looked a little dignified.

Because even he didn't expect the power of the two attacks to be so powerful after the collision of the two attacks. The energy waves scattered and even attacked indiscriminately regardless of the enemy and the enemy, even he became the target of the attack.

Fortunately, he can fly.

He also mastered the method of refining formations.

The protective wall itself is formed by the magic circle. Ling Xiao propped up the golden dragon wings and flew near the protective wall. He only took a refining stone in his hand, and the protective wall actually separated a part and gave him the whole person. Wrapped up.

The huge impact hit the protective wall, and the referees blocked him. Of course, he didn't have any problems at all, and he didn't even need to consume the slightest celestial energy.

"Damn, this kid is too thief, he can still be like this?"

A referee grinned bitterly, dumbfounded.

"It doesn't seem to be a foul, he didn't leave the range of the competition platform, and he used his own abilities."

The other referee smiled wryly.

"You see, this is the advantage of being knowledgeable. If the Son also understands the formation, this time it won't be too embarrassing."

The chief referee sighed deeply.

Now, even he has to admire the little guy Ling Xiao, but unfortunately this is not his grandson, otherwise, this sacred dynasty would be considered a real successor.

"I have always been weird, this kid is obviously only a martial artist in the heavens and humans, how can he fly?"

In the stands, Qin Bixue, who was falling along with the competition field, asked gritted teeth.

"It should be some kind of martial arts, this kind of thing is very rare, I didn't expect to be given it by him, in contrast, the holy child's dance art is much worse."

The master of the Blood Knife Sect was knowledgeable and answered Qin Bixue's question.

They are still surprised here, but they are panicked directly at the Heavenly Gate.

"The sect master, it looks like the situation is not good, that Ling Xiao not only can fly, but also knows how to practice formations, and seems to be able to use the protective wall to protect himself. If this happens, Mingkong will be very disadvantaged. I’m afraid this battle is overwhelming."

An elder of the Celestial Gate said regretfully, like a concubine.

"Yes, the sect master, the situation is completely different from what we expected. This Ling Xiao has exceeded our estimates, and it is far beyond, let alone I don't think this kid has done his best yet."

Another elder of the Heavenly King said loudly.

"Don't be arguing! If the saint son has a long and two shortcomings, I must let this kid pay for his life!"

The Holy Emperor is really angry.

He is such an excellent heir, the other is either obsessed with wine or incompetent daughter.

Although Saint Son is also a daughter, she is better than many men. If something happens to Saint Son, he will kill Ling Xiao even if he risks the world.

He still doesn't believe it, who would dare to be an enemy of his royal family because of Ling Xiao.

Sikong Zun frowned and said, "Holy Emperor don’t worry, Ming Kong is not so easy to lose, and this is a holy city. How can a little Yuehuazong disciple defeat the holy son? Who wins and who loses? Isn’t it our final decision?"

"Brother Sikong meant to intervene?"

The Holy Emperor asked suspiciously.

"Let’s take a look first, the game is not over yet, don’t worry!"

Sikongzun did not confirm or deny, but suddenly looked at the competition stage.

The energy burst in the sky finally subsided after a period of time.

A figure fell down vertically, like an object out of control, straight, without any response.

"No, it seems that the saint son was stunned by the power of the talent just now. If you throw it down from this height, if you don't have the protection of the Tianyuan force, something big will happen."

The heavenly king's people shouted anxiously.

Wow!

A figure sprang out suddenly and caught Ji Mingkong in the air.

It's Ling Xiao!

His face showed the winner's smile~IndoMTL.com~Ji Mingkong, who seemed unconscious, suddenly took a palm shot, trying to fly Ling Xiao who had desecrated her.

However, her palm is soft and weak.

Ling Xiao grabbed her jade hand, and a cold voice rang from the martial arts stage. All the martial artists in the room could hear clearly: "Ji Mingkong, you disappointed me so much. To be honest, I haven't had enough fun. Well, you actually lost."

Although he is interested in the Son of the Chosen, but this time in the martial arts festival finals, the biggest goal is to defeat the son and kick this proud woman from the shining throne.

Ji Mingkong's body was shaking.

Lying in the arms of the person she hates most, listening to the other's obvious humiliating words, she can do nothing.

Even if there is no impact just now, just using the sequelae of "Jade Broken" is enough to make her weak.