Chapter 1053

The battle of the fifth realm continues. This is the last battle of the separate realm and also the battle between the highest realms. The battle fluctuates extremely strongly and shakes the sky.

The crowd looked intently at the battle on the stage, and their heart beat faster from time to time. When they saw the critical scene, they even couldn't help shouting and praising.

After rounds of fighting, it soon came to the top eight.

As everyone expected, Mo Ling, Chi Tong and Xiao Mengli were among them, and they swept through their opponents all the way.

"The three of us should not challenge each other. We should expel the others." Mo Ling looked at Chitong and Xiao Meng and left the mouth.

Chitong and Xiao Mengli both nodded. They both knew that each other's strength was very strong. In this case, there was no need to ask for trouble. As for the final ranking, Huangta would judge impartially.

When the other five people heard the words of Mo Ling, their faces became a little ugly.

They thought that Mo Ling and others might target themselves, but they didn't expect that Mo Ling would speak out so directly and don't give them face at all.

"You, fight with me." Mo Ling's eyes fell on a man, and a floating voice came out of his mouth.

At this time, the ink spirit stood in the air, and the clothes fluttered. There was a bit of immortal temperament on his body, natural and unrestrained, which made people unable to move their eyes.

The man's face changed slightly when he heard this. Obviously, he didn't expect Mo Ling to appoint him as his opponent, as if he had already thought of it.

This man is a disciple of the thunder palace of the great sun god. Although he has good talent, he is obviously far from Mo Ling, and it is almost impossible to win.

"What does he mean?" The strong man in the thunder palace of the great sun god frowned slightly and was a little unhappy.

The remaining five people are clearly not the disciples of the divine palace, and Mo Ling did not hesitate to choose their disciples, which is clearly aimed at the thunder palace of the great sun god.

Bai renhan's eyes flickered, and he guessed the intention of the ink spirit. He looked a little cold. The ink spirit seemed to be a fairy like character on the surface, with extraordinary bearing, but in fact he was just a villain who must repay his vengeance.

But Mo Ling is free to choose who he is. Others can't stop him. Up to now, he can only do so.

The man stood on the platform where the ink spirit was. He looked back and was a little afraid.

After all, the other party is the son of God, and he is also the great son of God. He is well-known. No one will be calm when he meets him.

Who knows, the next sentence of Mo Ling completely shocked everyone.

"Go down by yourself."

The light words, like those spoken casually, reveal a strong sense of disdain.

Countless people turned pale and their eyes fell on Mo Ling. What's the hatred between Mo Ling and the thunder palace of the great sun god? Do you want to hit the face of the thunder palace of the great sun god like this?

The people present are not fools. Naturally, we can see that Mo Ling did it deliberately. Otherwise, as a disciple of the holy palace, he doesn't have to humiliate the other party and defeat the other party.

What he did was totally humiliating the thunder palace of the great sun god.

Mo Ling looked calm as before and didn't feel anything wrong. In fact, he didn't mean to target this person, but the great sun god thunder palace had targeted the Sanqing fairy palace in the cave of the emperor Cang. Naturally, he would not give face to the great sun god thunder palace and would make the great sun god thunder palace pay a heavy price.

The disciple of the great sun god thunder palace suddenly raised his head, his face full of anger, and said, "Mo Ling, you are too much!"

"In the same words, I don't want to say it for the second time. Don't give you a chance not to cherish it." Mo Ling opened his mouth lightly. This is to remind the man to take the initiative to leave. Don't ask for trouble.

"Ren Han, what happened?" A strong man of the great sun god thunder palace asked Bai renhan.

"In the cave of the emperor Cang, we had some friction with the Sanqing fairy palace. Mo Lingxin harbored hatred and now began to retaliate." The voice is white.

The strong man suddenly saw the thunder light and was extremely dignified. He hummed coldly, "what a Mo Lingzi, I remember."

At this time, the ink spirit turned his eyes, looked at the direction of the ice god palace, and said with a faint smile: "I thought someone in the ice god palace could reach the top eight, but it didn't turn out to be what I wanted, otherwise I would have fought with the Tianjiao of the ice god palace."

As soon as this sentence was said, the face of the crowd changed again. What does Mo Ling mean?

Mo Lishang looked suddenly cold and provoked him?

Soon, some people who responded quickly understood his meaning, and his face suddenly became particularly wonderful. Mo Ling's sentence seemed nothing, but it was actually a provocation to the cold ice temple. He satirized that no one in the cold ice temple could reach the top eight, otherwise, he would challenge the people in the cold ice temple as an opponent.

It can also be seen from this point that Mo Ling hated the ice god palace more than the sun god thunder palace. He chose the sun god thunder palace only because there was no one in the ice god palace.

Speaking of it, the thunder palace of the great sun god blocked the disaster for the ice god palace, but the words just made by Mo Ling also severely humiliated the ice god palace.

"Have a chance to avenge me." Mo Lishang stared coldly at Mo Ling and whispered.

Naturally, his words were heard by Qin Xuan. Among them, only Qin Xuan entered the top three seats and was qualified to participate in the final.

"I will." Qin Xuan nodded with dignified eyes. Even if Mo Lishang didn't say it, he wouldn't let go of the people in Sanqing fairy palace.

The ink spirit stepped forward, and the endless bright immortal light diffused from the space around him and shrouded the vast and endless area. The space became extremely dazzling. The seven color immortal lights shot down like sharp arrows, like ten thousand arrows, and killed the disciples of the sun god thunder palace.

The disciple was furious in his heart, and regardless of the fact that his opponent was the son of God, his palm suddenly grabbed forward, and a huge Thor hammer appeared in his hand. The power of destroying thunder burst out and smashed the arrows.

But there were so many arrows that there were still some bombardments on him, penetrating his body.

"Poof." The disciple couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, looked up at the falling arrow, and immediately shouted, "I admit defeat."

The voice fell, and suddenly a magnificent force of the road appeared over his head, turning into an invisible light curtain. The arrows fell on the light curtain, all of them were broken and disappeared.

The disciple's hanging heart finally fell. His face looked at Songming in horror, hugged his fist and said, "thank you for your help."

The man who shot just now is naturally Songming.

"You have conceded defeat, so I can save your life." Song Ming replied faintly, with a flat tone, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"Thank you, master." The disciple bowed down and thanked again. Songming didn't refuse, and let him do so.

Mo Ling frowned slightly and looked at Songming with some displeasure. Even if the man conceded defeat, Songming could not fight. Standing on the battle platform is a battle of life and death, and life and death are safe.

Whether to make a move or not depends entirely on Songming's mood.

But Songming did it, as if he were beating him in the face. After all, he showed his disdain for the thunder palace of the great sun god in public before. At this time, Songming saved the disciples of the thunder palace of the great sun god. Even if he was careless, others would think more.

What's more, what kind of person Songming is, his every move is not random, which must have deep meaning.

In fact, Mo Ling's guess is not wrong. Songming really intended to save the disciple in order to fight back against Sanqing fairy palace.

However, he knew that there was a conflict between the famine Lord and the master of Sanqing fairy palace, but he could only turn a blind eye because of his bad face.

And just when the disciple took the initiative to admit defeat, he had reason to help, which was within the scope allowed by the rules. Even if Sanqing fairy palace knew it was targeted, it could not be said.

Then the crowd's eyes fell on other platforms. The battle on each platform was very fierce. Everyone tried their best to shine their own light and wanted more people to see their dazzling side. Maybe it was unknown if they had the chance to enter the top three.

On one of the battle platforms, a burly figure stood upright. His body was filled with strong and powerful evil spirit. He had a pair of red pupils, which was extremely terrible. Behind him, there were a pair of blood colored wings, which looked like a demon God coming into the world. People felt trembling at a glance.

"What kind of monster is that? It seems very rare." Some people doubt that there is no such monster in his cognition, with red pupils and bloody wings.

"It's the lion dragon. This monster existed in ancient times. It's fierce by nature. Because its blood is too strong and its race is rare, it's difficult to continue. Now it's almost extinct. Unexpectedly, there are its descendants in the demon domain." An insider explained that the tone was incredible.

Qin Xuan heard the man's words, his eyes flashed, and immediately said to burn old: "burn old, do you know this monster?"

"Joke, I won't know?" The burning old man said contemptuously, "this lion dragon family actually has many branches. The most powerful one is the three eyed lion dragon family. It has three pupils and six arms, and has two wings on its back. It can soar in the sky. Its speed is no less than that of the king Jinyi Dapeng. It was very famous in ancient times, and even the dragon family didn't want to meet it."

"So this monster is stronger than the dragon clan?" Qin Xuan opened his mouth and couldn't believe what he heard. In his impression, the dragon is the most powerful race in the demon and beast world. Even the Phoenix and Peng are inferior. Unexpectedly, the lion dragon is stronger than the dragon.

"That's not true." The burning old man shook his head and said, "the dragon clan also has many branches, including powerful and ordinary ones. The powerful dragon clan is not afraid of the three eyed lion dragon."

"I see." Qin Xuan suddenly realized that he was narrow-minded.

"The biggest defect of the lion dragon family is that its reproductive ability is too weak, which has been the case since ancient times. Therefore, there are few demons and beasts of that family. Some branches of that family died out early one after another. The stronger the extinction is, the earlier the extinction is. Only those with weak blood power can continue."

The burning old man slowly opened his mouth and said, "what you see in front of you comes from a very ordinary branch of the lion dragon family, which has only inherited some natural abilities, such as the wings behind him."

Qin Xuan nodded thoughtfully. Although it was only a very ordinary one, it still looks very special today. It was awarded as one of the eight CHILDES. It can be seen how powerful the lion dragon clan was in ancient times.