"Is this the strength of the half-step demon king? We just stood and watched from a distance, and we were about to be unable to withstand the raging soul storm, and if we faced it head-on, we would probably have been washed into pieces. ”

Mao Mei'er covered her small mouth, shocked and inexplicable.

"Fat cat, do we still have a chance to enter the Dragon Temple?"

After a long time, the cat Mei'er retracted her surprise and asked out loud.

Xiong Batian and Lidong, their strength is beyond her imagination, and they must each occupy one of the places to enter the Dragon God Temple.

Now there are still a few places left, and when the time comes, the Ghost Hunter Dragon King will appear again, and she will have no chance.

But even so, Cat Mei'er still held on to a glimmer of hope and asked the fat cat, wanting to hear a word from this strong man that reassured her.

"I'm sorry Miss Mei'er, we ...... There should be no hope. ”

The fat cat shook his head bitterly and replied softly, without any confidence in his tone.

He used to be crazy, crazy and didn't take anyone seriously.

Now, because of the battle between Xiong Batian and Lidong, he has completely changed his arrogant attitude.

In the past, he was like a frog at the bottom of a well, never believing in the words of anyone outside the world and heaven outside the sky.

Now, he believes.

The two people in front of him, any one of them can easily kill him in seconds, and the strength of him and these two people is not in the same dimension at all.

"Is that so? Alas, it seems that I am destined to have no chance to break through to the realm of the Four Lives Cat Demon. ”

With a long sigh, the cat was very sad.

The experience of the Dragon God Void Realm can only be entered twice in each person's life.

After two times, it is impossible to go back.

There are not many places where the cat demon clan can practice, so the Dragon God Void Realm is an excellent place for her to practice.

But her luck is not very good, even if she brings the strongest fat cat in the clan this time, she still has no ability to grab the quota to enter the Dragon God Temple, which is really sad.

The aura wave generated by the soul storm dissipated, and the two people fighting in the field also emerged from the chaos.

Lidong still stood in place with the old god there, never moving.

It seems that the palm just now has no effect on him at all.

On the other hand, Xiong Batian is extremely embarrassed.

He retreated at least more than ten meters away, his clothes were in tatters, and there were even blood marks on his wrists!

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Xiong Batian's mouth, and his eyes looked at Lidong with horror and fear.

This palm obviously only has 100,000 soul power, which is only 10,000 higher than his palm strength.

It stands to reason that he should not have retreated so far away with a slap, and he should not vomit blood.

But what's going on now?

Not only was he shocked back more than ten meters away, but even his internal organs were injured.

If it weren't for the fact that his body and soul were strong enough, he would definitely be killed by this palm by now!

"The Violent Bear Clan, as expected, is worthy of its reputation, and after being slapped by the third-grade soul power of this son, he is not dead yet, which is worthy of praise.

But your strength is too poor, even if you break through to 100,000 soul power, you still can't get into the eyes of this son, now, with your bear tail between you, get out, Dragon Temple, you are no longer qualified to enter. ”

Li Dong looked at Xiong Batian and said contemptuously.

"What did you say?"

Xiong Batian is under the strength of Lidong, and he already has the intention of admitting defeat.

As long as he is given a step down, he doesn't say a word, just admits defeat and leaves.

But when Li Dong said such things, he was obviously humiliating him.

As a member of the Violent Bear Clan, even if he died, he couldn't bear such humiliation.

"You're looking for death!"

He let out a loud shout, the muscles on his body skyrocketed, and in an instant, his physique and height doubled, and from a distance, it looked like a human-shaped mountain.

A pair of iron palms, with a strong wind, he can be sure that this is the strongest hex he has ever performed since he fought against people.

has exceeded his own limits.

"Is the Violent Bear Clan's natal demonic magic? It's a bit of a sight to behold! ”

Li Dong was slightly surprised, and then, he grinned.

I saw him open his mouth slightly, and spit out flames from his mouth.

The flames were a dark green color, suspended in the air, and soon gathered together and squeezed into a dazzling ball of fire.

"The Ghost Emperor's Technique from the Fire Ghost Emperor, the Nether Fire?"

Yan Xi's face changed drastically when he saw this scene, he thought that Li Dong was just a distant relative of a clan of the Fire Ghost Emperor.

Now it seems that he is not just a distant relative, maybe this ghost boy is still a ghost boy of the clan!

Because only a pure soul can cast such a terrifying ghost magic.

"Why do I feel so familiar with this fire?

It's as if I had been burned by this fire in my previous life, and it's really unpleasant. ”

Lin Tianyou saw this fireball spit out of Lidong's mouth, and for some reason he felt an inexplicable hatred in his heart.

This hatred made him very unhappy.

In fact, when the three major ghost emperors besieged the Dragon Emperor and the Dragon Ghost Emperor, the Dragon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor were indeed burned by the ghost art of the Fire Ghost Emperor.

It's just that after being reincarnated, he doesn't have any memories of his previous life, so he only feels that this flame is familiar, but he can't remember anything.

No matter what, since the other party made Lin Tianyou unhappy, in line with the principle of not suffering losses, he would go up and beat that ghost boy fiercely later, and let out the evil anger in his heart.

"Netherfire, you're, you're actually a disciple of the Underworld who is in the same vein as the Fire Ghost Emperor!"

Xiong Batian was shocked, and his violent aura immediately dissipated and became invisible because he saw the other party's flames.

"Unexpectedly, you are a demon clan, and you also know the Netherworld Fire, and your knowledge is not shallow."

As soon as Lidong's words fell, the fireball had already flown out.

As soon as its flames reached a distance of two meters from Xiong Batian, Xiong Batian felt as if he had fallen into a volcano, and the scorching taste made him scream.

Rumble!

The fireballs all collided, and in an instant, the ghostly fire swept through the body of the spreading Xiong Batian.

His face, neck, and skin all over his body were bubbled with a large patch of pus, and he looked miserable.

"Oh, no, I'm throwing in the towel!"

Xiong Batian howled miserably, fell to the ground, kept rolling, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but the flames were extremely strong, no matter how he tossed, he couldn't extinguish them.

In the end, the huge Xiong Batian, after more than two minutes of burning, fell to the ground motionless, like a cloud of pitch-black coke, and died on the spot.

At this moment, the silence of the demon clan in the audience reached the extreme!

Including the demon clan who was blown away by the wind before, they were also silent in the distance.

Xiong Batian's strength is obvious to everyone, and he can easily destroy the dark ghost.

But such a strong man of the demon clan was burned to death by Lidong, who had just come on the field, with a mouthful of flames?

"How can there be such a big gap between the same powerhouses below 100,000 soul power?"

The fat cat stood in front of Mao Mei'er, so frightened that she didn't dare to move.