Chapter 1917： Ferocious

On the ring, Xiao Zi was fierce and sturdy, causing the man's mouth to bleed, and backed up again and again.

This not only stunned the people in the Temple of Heaven, but also shocked the people in the Temple of God.

Divine fire is extremely overbearing. It belongs to the more fierce one among the spirit races. Especially in the face of divine medicine, it has powerful restraint.

Therefore, no one is optimistic about Xiao Zi.

However, at this moment, it is Xiaozi who is even more ferocious and suppresses men. This makes everyone not shocked?

"It is indeed a disciple trained by the emperor, and indeed it is fierce, exactly like the emperor."

Ling Xian smiled and sighed, relieved.

Although there is no locked-in battle, Xiao Zi's momentum is getting stronger and stronger. In this case, it is undoubtedly difficult to make a comeback.

"Drive me!"

The man drank swiftly and turned into a bluish sacred fire.

Suddenly, sweat came from Xiao Zi's forehead, and the skin also became dry and cracked.

The temperature is too high, like standing in front of the sun, the water in the body evaporates instantly.

However, Xiao Zi was still ferocious, letting the blue **** of flames go out, like a candle in the wind.

The combined strength of the three souls is too strong. Although she only integrates less than one-tenth, it is still powerful and outrageous.

"The power of God is absolutely the power of God!"

The old man in Tsing Yi was shocked, and the other two were shocked.

"She has taken that step. If she refines that power, she can definitely become a god!"

"Even if she doesn't accept it, she's amazing, most of the time."

The two sighed and sighed, bitterly in addition to envy.

Originally, they thought that the man had won. The resources and the quota for the next millennium will definitely belong to the Temple of Heaven.

But now it seems that the man's winning face is too small, and it is not too much to describe it.

"kill!"

The man yelled and tried his best to bring out the power of the source.

However, let alone reverse the situation, it is impossible to maintain balance.

Xiao Zi is too strong, or the power of holding Xia is too strong, and he has no fight back.

"Give up, you are not my opponent."

Xiao Zi's eyes burst into cold electricity.

That power is simply crushing everything, even Ling Ling has a headache.

"impossible!"

The man roared, and the blue flames penetrated the sky, like a volcano erupting, and had the power to burn up the eight wastelands.

It's a pity that in front of Xiao Zi, he can't be fierce.

She stared coldly at the man and said, "Since you don't want to give in, I'll fight you until I can fight again!"

The words fell, and the power of lifting Xia broke out. Even if there was a matrix separation, everyone was trembling.

"Climbing against the sky, Emperor Heiran."

Ling Xian sighed, showing a little admiration.

According to his analysis, only the power of rules can make the body and soul of the Dharma blend, such as the gods, such as ascension.

But the Incredible Emperor realized it by law. How incredible is this? What a stunning look?

Not to mention, just say this, Jimo Snow is worthy of the reputation of the most stunning woman in Kulai!

"Suppression!"

Xiao Zi was fierce and irritable, and the man coughed up blood, and fell weak.

The next moment, Xia Xia's power fell like the sky, suppressing the man, and he couldn't move.

This means that he lost, completely defeated.

"It won, she won ..."

"It's unbelievable that the magic medicine against the magic fire is actually the victory of the former. It is incredible."

"It's too strong, it's a possession of God of War!"

Everyone exclaimed, terrified.

Even the strongest in the eighth state have a few distributions.

Although this result was long expected, when the men completely lost the power of World War I, they still caused a huge wave in their hearts.

Defeating the magic fire with the magic medicine is a rather incredible thing in itself, let alone an overwhelming victory.

As if in the real situation, it was not the man who restrained her, but the man who restrained him.

"Wu Daolian, who was fragile then, finally grew up."

Looking at Xiaozi, who was in the spotlight, Ling Xian smiled and was quite happy.

Not only because Xiao Zi won, but also because he can get the land.

The old man said that as long as Xiao Zi can win, he will give his hands to him. As a result, Lingxian was quite happy.

"Hahaha, good job!"

The old man laughed loudly and did not hide his pleasure.

The rest of the gods and earth temples also smiled.

The Temple of the Holy Earth has been lost twice. It doesn't sound like much, but when converted into time, it is a full two thousand years!

The resources are still low, and the most important thing is to buckle.

Now that he has finally won, can the people in the Temple of God not feel happy?

"It's a shocking talent."

The old man in Tsing Yi sighed and said, "This time, the Temple of the Divine Land has won."

On hearing that, the other two old men moved their lips and stopped talking.

If only the resources are lost, that's fine, but the gods are priceless, and they are naturally reluctant.

"With the appointment, there is no room for remorse."

The old man in Tsing Yi sighed and stopped the two.

"Very well, I thought your Temple of Heaven would repent." The old man smiled.

"If the Temple of God and the Temple of Heaven are hostile, I will definitely regret it.

The old man in Tsing Yi waved his hand, turned his eyes to Xiao Zi, and Yan Yue said, "Congratulations on your victory."

"I can accept the baptism of that power." Xiao Zi Mulu looked forward.

"natural."

The old man in Tsing Yi smiled kindly and said, "But it will take three months for the ancestral land to open and it will take time."

"Three months ..." Xiao Zi frowned and couldn't hide her disappointment.

"Just three months."

The old man in Tsing Yi laughed and said, "Be assured, I promise you to become a god, but I ca n’t be sure which kind of god."

Wen Yan said, Xiao Zi nodded her head, and her eyes were full of expectations.

The spirit clan has three major gods, each with its own strength, no matter which one, it is extremely powerful.

Afterwards, Xiao Zi turned her gaze to the old man in the Temple of God and said, "Can we go now?"

"of course."

The old man laughed heartily and glanced elderly at Tsing Yi, saying, "We are gone, remember to restrain the Temple of Heaven, and don't run to the site of the Temple of My God."

"You old guy, hurry up." The old man in Tsing Yi glanced at him.

"Haha, it's been so refreshing for a long time."

The old man laughed loudly, then stretched out, and flew towards the Temple of God.

Ling Xian and others followed closely behind.

Ten days later, the group returned to the Temple of Divine Land and greeted them with eager eyes.

Of course, they all look at Xiao Zi, and have nothing to do with the others.

All the spirit races were cheering and shouting, and even the retreat of the eighth state powerhouse broke out.

There is no way, the Temple of the Divine Land has been aggrieved for two thousand years, and now it has finally won. Xiaozi is naturally treated like a hero.

"Next, it's time to ask for it."

Looking at Xiao Zi surrounded by many spirits, Ling Xian smiled slightly and came to the old man.

"Senior, it's time to give me the land."