After Wang Cheng said this, Hong Biao really took it seriously.

"Let's go back and get two little golden men for them. I know some judges over there. This shouldn't be difficult."

Hong Biao spoke seriously.

But I have to say that Prince Changqin and God's son Yun are indeed very good at acting. At least, except for those who are familiar with the knowledge and the secular people, others really believe it.

"It would be better for the two sons of God to worry about it, and the world would not be so unbearable."

Ye Shuangshuang walked out and spoke directly.

"Then let's start. Since the secular people are so confident, then you come first. Two of you are from the middle of the world, and other forces can challenge them at will."

Mr. Xu spoke.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he put the world ahead, which was obviously an ulterior motive.

"Bat, a disciple of the son of the God of the Continent, asked for a fight!"

At this time, a tall and muscular blonde man came out.

The man is not only tall and mighty, but also has a great atmosphere of light.

"Gu Wei, a disciple of the Thunder God of Olympus in Luzhou, asked for a fight!"

On the other hand, a man like an iron tower also walked out. The man had a cold face and was serious.

But the Son of Thunder nodded. This was one of his proud disciples. His thunder technique was quite powerful in his true teachings, and his tempered body was harder than that of a holy soldier.

It can be said that as soon as these two people came out, people suddenly showed doubts.

Because these two people have always been hidden and are not very famous at all.

However, as soon as they appeared, many people frowned, because those present were not ordinary people. Although they had not taken action, they could feel the pressure and momentum.

"Let's go."

Wei Ziqing walked out first, and Ye Shuangshuang followed closely behind.

As for Ye Shuangshuang's words just now, Prince Changqin and the Divine Ziyun seemed not to hear it, but continued to speak.

"Although we have a gap with Mr. Luo, he has passed away, and the grudges have long been eliminated. We also admire his character, so these are Mr. Luo's two disciples."

"I still need to give you a word, only the outcome can be judged, but life and death cannot be judged!"

Prince Changqin spoke coldly.

This once again shows that we need to protect the world.

These words really touched many people.

When we walked into the square, Wei Ziqing directly selected Yasuo's disciple Bart.

Ye Shuangshuang went to Gu Wei, the disciple of Thunder God Son.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start."

Mr. Xu's voice just came to an end.

Bart, who was facing Wei Ziqing, suddenly took action, and the terrifying aura spread instantly, almost without even a single greeting, turned into a white cross light and rushed towards Wei Ziqing.

And that aura suddenly rose up, which immediately changed everyone's face.

"this?"

"This is a problem."

Many people exclaimed.

And at the same time, Gu Wei also broke out, with lightning surrounding his body, and he pulled out a short sword. Not only was the cold light shining on the short sword, but it also had an inexplicable aura, which directly turned into a huge phantom of the sky sword.

He slashed directly at Ye Shuangshuang with a sword.

“This is not fair!”

The prince Changqin showed an angry look on his face, which was naturally pretending.

He showed an attitude of trying to stop it, but it was too late or too late.

And the others also suddenly slammed at this moment.

Because whether it is Bart or Gu Wei, the aura of these two people was on the Ninth Level of the Ghost Soul.

The Ninth Level of the Ghost! When the two of them took action, they were almost ready to kill instantly, and they directly used their killer moves to block them.

"Didn't you talk about the ghost level? You actually sent two people from the ninth level of ghost level?"

The son of God, Yun, also pretended to be furious.

"I said that the ghost is not said that it is the ghost is, right?"

"And since it's a fight, then life and death are all the same!"

Yasuo, the son of the kingdom of heaven, sneered and said.

They sing and reconcile, one with a white face and the other with a black face.

The entire battle for luck is actually a scene.

But unexpectedly, Wei Ziqing and Ye Shuangshuang were not surprised at all, or even panic.

Normally, anyone, even a person of the same level, would feel a little panic when facing this attack on the Ninth Level of Ghost, but there was no fear on the faces of these two people.

Wei Ziqing didn't even look at the other party, and raised his hand and punched him.

This punch seems simple and unpretentious, with a taste of Luo Chen. Although it is not as good as Luo Chen, it has at least a hint of its taste.

At this time, Prince Changqin was still pretending to be injustice.

"They have only been practicing for more than ten years. Even though they are geniuses, their cultivation level cannot be too high. You can still suppress others with your ghost, but you will still be at the ninth level," his words came to an abrupt end.

Because the moment Wei Ziqing punched, a breathless stream of the eighth level of ghost suddenly burst out.

"The Eighth Level of Ghost?"

"How is this possible?"

The scene reached its climax almost immediately.

On the other hand, Ye Shuangshuang was the same. With a stroke of her void, a deep well appeared and a bright moon appeared in the sky.

And the same aura belonging to the eighth level of the ghost soul also burst out.

This time, it exploded directly.

Not to mention Mr. Xu, even the demon god son and others changed drastically.

And a long rainbow rushed towards him in the distance.

The emperor also came. He had not appeared on the scene before, but watched from a distance.

After all, what is there to see about this kind of fight?

He was able to come because of other things.

But at this moment, the moment Wei Ziqing's breath came out, his whole body suddenly showed an incredible look, and the excitement in his eyes was almost not even concealed! "How could this happen?"

Shen Xiu was stunned.

How could he not know what Luo Wuji's disciples had before?

Even taking drugs may not be able to reach this level.

This speed of practice can be said to be completely surpassing any Son of God.

"These two people are going to have a big trouble!"

Even if they can't see their bone age, these two are from the world, which is true.

Not to mention being in his twenties, so what if you just think of him as a hundred years old?

A ghost power less than a hundred years old?

And it's the eighth level of ghost?

Except for horror games, no force can do this.

And almost as soon as this took action, it completely ignited this battle of luck.

In other words, he would start to shock the chin of the people on the ground as soon as he made a move! But Shenxiu, Prince Changqin, Yasuo and others also secretly sent messages at this moment.

These two people must be killed.

This made them all feel awe and horrified.

Guwei and Bart were also startled at this moment, but in a flash they showed decisive murderous intent.

"One layer and one level!"

"But just eighth floors, can you still want to survive in our hands?"

Bart smiled loudly.
Chapter completed!