v2 Chapter 388： : Brother Changsheng, I understand!

Only in the top ten. "

Among the ancient city.

As Lu Changsheng's voice came out, the monks were shocked.

There is a real God of Prosperity who came to seek revenge, but unexpectedly, Lu Changsheng actually said this.

Only in the top ten.

Doesn't the meaning of these four words mean that no one except the top ten is qualified to challenge him?

If these words are said by others, I am afraid that they will be ridiculed by countless people, but Lu Changsheng said this, no one dared to sarcasm, even the Protoss, did not dare to ridicule, can only sneer a few words.

"Lu Changsheng! Are you afraid?"

In the ancient city, Wu Xiangtian's voice rang again. He was confident and shouted loudly, thinking that Lu Changsheng was afraid.

"When the real strong man of my **** clan appeared, the so-called Lu Tiandi was already dumb."

"What about the previous arrogance? What about the previous self-confidence? Why is it gone?"

"Only the top ten? Hahaha, I'm afraid I can't beat even the top one hundred?"

Many protoss monks spoke, sneering again and again.

Just immediately attracted the voices of other gods.

There are some Protoss monks who have just arrived in the ancient city of Tianxing. They came here to build momentum with the phaseless sky. After hearing these voices, they couldn't help but stunned.

"I said all the Protoss Daoist friends, you scold them. Why do you scold so yin and yang?"

"Yeah, why did you suddenly speak so succinctly? Just open your mouth and scold."

"A waste that doesn't even dare to fight, are you all hiding and cursing? Is it not my Protoss disciple?"

The newly arrived Protoss didn't know the situation a little bit, so he was a little ignorant and thought it was too succinct. He didn't have the protoss before.

Especially a Protoss man, he was very arrogant and humiliated Lu Changsheng bit by bit as waste, standing there and exaggerating.

After hearing the sound, other monks of the Protoss quickly evaded to the side, not to mention the Protoss, and many monks of the Human Race quickly slipped away.

"What are you running for? As for it? Isn't it just a scolding? Is it possible that he will be struck by thunder?"

This Protoss monk was a little depressed. As a Protoss monk, he walked anywhere, not admired? Who wants to scold someone, who wants to beat someone, how can they all become like this?

Reinvented? Isn't it, finally lifting the ban, you can come out arrogant for a while, now you let me be a good person?

Bang!

Before he could continue to think about it, in a flash, a thunder fell from the sky. Fortunately, this **** clan monk only humiliated two wastes, but did not humiliate Lu Changsheng a step further, otherwise, I am afraid that I will die. Too.

The thunder fell, and the **** monk finally knew why everyone had to avoid themselves.

He was stunned, can't believe it, and if he criticized Lu Changsheng, he would be struck by thunder? What kind of evil is this? Is it so exaggerated?

"Lu Changsheng! Don't you want to pretend to be a ghost, but dare to come out to fight? I can give you a hand."

Wu Xiangjitian continued to speak. At this moment, his eyes were not only self-confident, but also had some anger. He thought that Lu Changsheng was too slow to fight, which meant some humiliation.

In particular, Lu Changsheng said, only in the top ten of the war, was he hit his face with red fruit.

Inside the Drunk Fairy Place.

Prince Jinwu put the wine glass down and said indifferently: "It's really noisy, I'm going to fight!"

Prince Jinwu is extremely confident. In the past two years, he has long wanted to shoot. If he was not suppressed by the elders of the Jinwu family, he would have shot already.

"Brother Jinwu, can I? Can't I go."

The Peacock King opened his mouth, and he was ready to move.

"One tea is enough."

Prince Jinwu was so confident that he left directly from Zuixianfang.

Soon, a pair of eyes stared at Prince Jinwu.

He wore a gold-robed robe and stood with his hands down. He looked beautiful and dusty. He was surrounded by golden flames. He was stronger than before. He looked at the sky without eyes and calmed his eyes.

"Jinwu family?"

Wu Xiangji Tian frowned slightly, and he looked at Prince Jinwu, slowly speaking.

But soon, Wu Xiangjitian continued to speak.

"You Jinwu clan has a very good relationship with my protoss. The elders of your clan are still some of the strongest mounts of my protoss. There are some friendships. Let Lu Changsheng come, and I will not humiliate you."

Wu Xiangjitian was very confident. He looked at Prince Jinwu and stood hand in hand. At the same time, he also mentioned that the relationship between the Jinwu family and the Protoss is very good, and several elders are the mounts of the Protoss strong. These words clearly humiliate Jinwu. Prince.

However, this is also true. The Jinwu family did bow to the protoss in the early years, and even willingly became the mount of the protoss. Because of this, they were ashamed by many gods and beasts. Even in the fairy world, many forces inexplicably disliked the Jinwu.

So it is true that Wu Xiangji Tian said this.

However, Prince Jinwu quietly looked at Wuxiangjitian, and then said calmly: "A battle outside the city is divided into high and low, and life and death!"

The voice sounded, and millions of monks were surprised. Unexpectedly, Prince Jinwu was so confident and dared to say such things.

"Okay! Today I will let you know what is a rule."

Wuxiang Jitian was angry. He was really angry. He spent a whole period of incense here. Lu Changsheng did not answer anything. Instead, he said a word, only in the top ten.

How can he not be angry? Now Prince Jinwu took the initiative to challenge and his anger erupted like a volcano in his chest.

boom! boom!

The two beams of light rose into the sky directly across 8,000 miles. They did not choose to fight in the ancient city. This is the rule of the high-level Protoss. Either wait until the true dragon conference is opened, or fight outside. In short, in the ancient city, private wars are not allowed. .

Eight thousand miles away.

Prince Jinwu had just fallen. He didn't have any nonsense. A fairy sword filled with Jinwu's real fire appeared directly in his palm. The temperature of the gold Wuxian sword rose sharply within a moment.

Qiang!

Without any hesitation, Prince Jinwu cut off with a sword, and thousands of miles of sword energy cut off hundreds of mountains.

The phaseless killing of the sky is also extremely terrifying. He has no magic weapon and fights with his flesh. A pair of blue fists seems to contain the power of the road. The green mans sky, the power of one punch, shattered the void, and the sound of Longyin came.

The war between Prince Jinwu and Wuxiangtiantian was extremely terrifying.

Both of them are peerless arrogance, and the realm is in the fairy sacred realm. In the early years, the uninvited heaven has challenged the Jinwu prince, but at that time, the Jinwu prince did not fight.

Therefore, Wuxiang Jitian also remembered to hate Prince Jinwu. After all, for him, he blocked the chance of the real dragon list rising, and naturally remembered Prince Jinwu.

The war broke out, and Prince Jinwu didn't stay behind.

On the tenth day, when the vision of the sky appeared, burning the sky, eight thousand miles away, the flames drowned everything, and Prince Jinwu was like a **** of fire.

Wu Xiang Ji Tian also killed a monstrous anger, and behind him a physiognomy appeared, three heads and six arms, surrounded by blue light, trembling in the void, and the stars were shaking. One or two people already planned to fight deadly, naturally, not Be merciful.

In this deadly battle, the two killed too fiercely. Under the horizontal push, the mountains were destroyed and all the spiritual veins were broken.

The battle between the two has reached a fever pitch, killing the real fire.

"Da Luo Zhen Tian!"

There was no way to kill the sky, and he was surrounded by a force of law, and then the immortal force converged, turned into an ancient seal, cracked the sky, shattered everything, and bombarded the golden prince with great speed.

puff!

Prince Jinwu's left shoulder was shattered directly, his bones were stained with blood, and he spilled into the sky. He fought so fiercely, and he also killed the world's spirit, but unfortunately, the uninhibited heaven was indeed powerful, and shattered his left shoulder.

However, Prince Jinwu was also extremely fierce. In the moment when his left shoulder was shattered, he shot directly, and his right hand turned into golden claws. He was extremely sharp. He grabbed a piece of flesh that had nothing to kill, and the bones were visible. It looked shocking.

"You are dead!"

Wuxiang Jitian roared, first it was too painful, and secondly it was a humiliation. He is a protoss who is above him, and now he is wounded like this and he naturally feels his face is gone.

In an instant, Wuxiang kills the sky again, and the fist opens wide and wide, as if invincible, and bravely advances, killing the worldly spirit.

Prince Jinwu was not afraid at all. Instead, he walked away with a fist. His body was shining with golden light, and he was repairing his injuries, but Wuxiangtiantian didn't seem to give him any breathing opportunities at all.

The two again confronted each other, killing fiercely, the shocking sight of millions of monks, eight thousand miles away, I don’t know how many mountains and rivers were destroyed, and how many miles and voids were destroyed.

The Tianjiao battle is indeed wonderful.

"You said that in this battle, who will win?"

Someone could not help asking.

"We still need to think about it. Naturally, the phaseless sky can win. After all, the phaseless sky is the **** clan's arrogance after all. It appeared two years ago. After seventy-two games, there are no seventy-one wins and a tie. Prince Jinwu is certainly strong, but with If the Protoss compare, it will not work."

"Yeah, Wuxiang Jitian is indeed powerful, practicing great Luo Gong, invincible in the flesh, comparable to a real dragon. I think Wuxiang Jitian is slightly better."

"Naturally, my **** clan is arrogant and unworthy, but the twenty-two celestial arrogance is also outstanding among my **** clan. The Jinwu clan, although powerful, is a natural beast, but it can only be reduced to my **** clan. Just for the mount."

Everyone said that the Protoss monks naturally support the Protoss, but many Protoss monks are also biased towards the Protoss. After all, the Protoss is indeed very powerful in the past two years.

"No, I think Prince Jinwu will win."

Someone said that Prince Jinwu could win.

"Why?"

"How do you see it?"

Many people are curious, and most of them feel that the unrelated world can win. Prince Jinwu is indeed at a disadvantage, and people with clear eyes can see it.

"Does this still need to be asked? Prince Jinwu is a friend of Emperor Lu Tian, ​​know that luck is sometimes a kind of strength!"

The man replied, fighting for reason, saying so.

Many monks were stunned in an instant. Some monks wanted to say something, but in the end they shut up in silence, because what the person said... really makes sense.

That's it, time passed little by little.

The time for a tea has long passed.

Thirteen thousand miles away, the two men fought and pushed westward for five thousand miles. At this moment, the two were covered in blood, and Prince Jinwu was the most seriously injured.

To be honest, Prince Jinwu really underestimated the strength of Wuxiang Jitian. He suffered a big loss, not because of contempt, but because he did not expect the other party to be so powerful.

The physical terror is comparable to that of a real dragon. With a punch and a palm, it can shatter a star.

Prince Jinwu was stained with blood, and his bones were broken three or four times. If he was not a **** beast, he had Jinwu bloodline and healed quickly, fearing that he would have already lost.

However, there are several scars of scars on the chest of the unsympathetic sky. The bones, bloody, and flesh are turned out, which makes people frown.

"It's over!"

Here, Wu Xiangji took a deep breath and his voice resounded through the air, causing countless monks to frown, not knowing what he meant.

At the next moment, Wu Xiangji slowly reached out his hand, each with a silver dragon bracelet on his wrist.

Buzz!

Avenue runes permeated out of the bracelet, and then the runes were branded on his body.

In an instant, the strength of the phaseless celestial body skyrocketed wildly. His physical body, like the pouring of the **** iron, surrounds the divine light. Between every move, the space vibrates, and the strength of the phaseless celestial body has been greatly improved.

"Roar!"

A terrifying dragon chant sounded, and a silver dragon phantom wrapped around him. Although he was also in the early days of the Immortal Saint, at this moment, his strength had grown tremendously, and he suddenly raised a small realm, reaching the middle of the Immortal Saint.

When they reach this level of arrogance, their combat power will be far better than the current state, so he is not suppressing the state, reaching the middle of the Immortal Saint, which is equivalent to skyrocketing nearly a hundred times in strength.

Buzz!

Thousands of stars tremble. At this moment, 13,000 miles away, the sun and moon are dark, and the night is full of sky, just like the world.

"Terror! According to rumors, the gods of the Protoss will suppress their own realm and pursue the ultimate war. He never thought this was true. He used the supreme holy weapon to seal the realm and suppress it in the early days of the Immortal Holy Realm. So the ban was lifted, and it is worthy of the **** pride."

"Prince Jinwu lost."

"I hope not to go too far. If I kill Prince Jinwu, I am afraid it will cause great trouble."

"There is hardly any chance of winning."

"Lost!"

People talked about watching the war in the distance, and now they have lifted the prohibition, showing their true strength, ruining the world, and making people despair. Numerous monks have subconsciously believed that Prince Jinwu must lose.

"Now, do you dare to say that Prince Jinwu will win?"

The godly monk sneered, looking at the monk who thought that the prince Jinwu would win just now, so sarcastically.

"I still believe that Prince Jinwu will win!"

The latter is very serious, saying so, but it is all mockery.

"Da Luo Long Quan."

Bang!

Thirteen thousand miles away, Wuxiang kills the world without a kill, Dalong Dragon Fist, and the moment the Dragon Yin shocks the world, even more resounding than the Thunder, and the Dragon Shadow kills the Jinwu Prince with great speed.

boom!

There was hardly any suspense. Prince Jinwu was blown thousands of miles away with a punch, the flesh was cracked, the Yuanshen almost shattered, and the golden blood spilled into the sky, which was terrible.

"Brother Jin Wu!"

"Jin Udao Friends!"

In the Drunk Fairy Square, everyone saw this scene, and their face could not help changing, all stood up one after another, worried about Prince Jinwu.

"Brother Changsheng, look at this posture, Wuxiang Jitian is estimated to have a killing intent, you will soon help each other."

Tai Shangxuanji opened his mouth and begged Lu Changsheng to help.

"Yes, Brother Changsheng, Brother Jin Wu is in danger."

The Peacock King also opened his mouth, he wanted his father to shoot, but he knew that his father was absolutely impossible to shoot, not to not help, but his father said before that, the immortal king did not move, he did not move, he once Shot, then the next battle is the battle of the fairy king.

"No hurry, Brother Jin Wu will win."

However, Lu Changsheng was not in a hurry, but just said indifferently.

As a result of this, in the drunk fairy square, there were too many mysteries, Ye Rujin, and the Peacock King were stunned.

Don't talk about them anymore, many Protoss monks also heard what Lu Changsheng said.

After all, Prince Jinwu left, and there was no Jinwu God Bell to suppress it, so the sound came naturally and would be heard by other monks.

Which of the monks in the ancient city is not a strong man? As long as they are willing, all the sounds in the city can be heard, and some really powerful monks can also intercept each other's knowledge transmission.

Naturally, what Lu Changsheng said was basically heard by all monks.

"It's ridiculous! It's all like this. How dare you say you can win? What win?"

"It is indeed ridiculous, this Jinwu breaks through the early stage of the Immortal Saint, and it is impossible to break through the realm in a short time. The unrelated adult, the real strength is the middle of the Immortal Saint, which is itself a peerless heavenly arrogance. The gap of a small realm is a hundred-fold gap. The Jinwu family How is it possible to win?"

"Lu Changsheng, you are indeed very strong, but for my **** clan's real arrogance, it is still not enough to look at. The most important thing is that you are blind and confident, which is sad!"

"Yeah, although you are strong, it's a pity that you are too confident, and I really don't know who gave you the confidence."

"The exercises practiced by the non-phased adults are the Da Luo Zhen Long Jue. Although it is not the legendary ancient dragon ancient method, it is the supreme supernatural power closest to the ancient dragon ancient method. "

"I'm really going to laugh at the dead, but also Lu Tiandi? This name, you deserve... to be quite decent, it is too blind and confident."

The monks of the Protoss spoke in succession, and they almost realized that as long as they did not insult Lu Changsheng and the people behind it, it would be no problem to discuss a few words.

It's just that there was a **** clan monk who just wanted to humiliate Lu Changsheng, but immediately realized Lu Changsheng's strangeness, he changed his mind and was afraid of being struck by thunder.

However, Lu Changsheng in the Zuixianfang looked very calmly at the war beyond a thousand miles.

He glanced back and glanced at the Protoss monks in other restaurants, his face calm, but he spoke slowly.

"Have you ever heard... say what you say?"

Lu Changsheng's voice sounded, and all the monks could not help being surprised.

What they want to say, but do not know why just can't say it!

Bang!

At this time, Prince Jinwu was no longer human-like, his bones were broken, and the Yuanshen was a lot dim.

Almost dying.

It is really unimaginable, how could Prince Jinwu win this fierce battle.

At this moment, Wuxiang Jitian seemed to turn into a silver dragon.

In his eyes, Prince Jinwu was already a dead man.

"dead!"

Killed without a phase, and turned into a real dragon, wanting to kill Prince Jinwu completely.

But at this moment.

Prince Jinwu's voice slowly sounded.

"Brother Changsheng...I got it."