Douluo Dalu 4: Ultimate Fighting

There is a constant flow of people, and there are already people sitting on most of the seats. The inner round table is still empty at this time, and the most important people will naturally appear at the last moment.

The eight-armed **** and demon prince had already arrived at this time, but he was wearing a mask at this time. His eyes flickered.

As an important figure of the eight-armed gods and demons, he was sitting in the forefront of the outer circle. At this time, there was no one beside him. No one wants to be angered by this one.

Regarding the situation that Lan Xuanyu used illusions to resolve the crisis at the end of the game in the morning, I don't know how it spread, many people already know. Therefore, when the representatives of these various races attending the meeting today saw this eight-armed prince, even though they disliked this race very much, they couldn't help showing their pity.

Poor, it's so pitiful! The eight-armed gods and demons have paid so much, but in the end they fell short of success. How can this be so pitiful...

The mood of the eight-armed **** and demon prince at this time can no longer be described as bad.

Not only was he violently beaten by the Eight-Armed God and Demon King at noon, he was also scolded with a dog-blood spray. If his status is not important, I really don't want to come to the afternoon meeting. The mask on the face is more to cover the wound!

Today’s defeat in this battle is not just the loss of the Golden Dragon Princess, but more importantly, the blow to his prestige in the clan. The older brothers above him were all staring at the position of the prince. It was his father Wang Li. Against the crowd, he was appointed as his successor. You know, he hasn't been able to become a successor without breaking through the **** level until now, and the eight-armed **** and demon king also needs to bear great pressure. Although he is the patriarch, he is not the only super strong in the race!

Tomorrow, tomorrow, no matter what, even if you die, you must take down the Golden Dragon Princess. She must come to the competition, she must continue to participate!

At this moment, the eight-armed prince of God and Demon was praying for Lan Xuanyu in his heart.

At this moment, beside him, a figure sat down. With a faint smile on his face, "Brother Haotian, hello!"

The eight-armed prince Xing Haotian turned his head and looked around, and saw that the man sitting beside him was Li Menglong with a smile on his face.

"It's you!" Xing Haotian looked at Li Menglong coldly, "Did you plan what happened today?"

Li Menglong said innocently: "Me? How could it be me! I haven't done anything! Brother Haotian, why are you still wearing a mask?"

Xing Haotian suddenly showed murderous aura, "It's not you? You were the one who seduce my clan at first. Otherwise, how could our clan die?"

Li Menglong sighed and said: "I just want to try it. Moreover, I asked all races to make a shot, and I also paid for the Tianyang spar. I originally hoped that through everyone’s concerted efforts, I could consume the Golden Dragon Princess. In the end, no matter who succeeds, at least in the end, he can embrace the beauty and prevent the dragon from being beautiful. But who knows that your tribe would say that, angering the Golden Dragon Princess, and died in battle. On the ring, this is not my design! After that, your people’s continuous shots have nothing to do with me, and I did not participate in it. However, Brother Haotian, your last battle today is really a pity. what!"

What is salt to the wound? This is what Li Menglong did at this time.

"You!" Xing Haotian suddenly turned around and raised his hands. But after all, he was regarded as the most sane existence questioning among the eight-armed gods and demons, so he resisted, and did not attack Li Menglong.

After all, this is the territory of the Tianma tribe. Although the eight-armed gods and demons are powerful, they are still far from the Tianma tribe.

Li Menglong seemed to have not seen the other person’s eyes as if he were about to kill. He sighed and said, "The opportunity is often missed and won’t come again. Brother Haotian, take care of your body too! Tomorrow, don’t do it again Go on."

Xing Haotian's breath is obviously a bit unstable, his eight-armed divine and devil appearance has been broken, and it will not be possible to recover in a short while.

"Princess Golden Dragon, may not play again tomorrow. Do you think you have a chance?" Xing Haotian retorted. At this time, how could he fail to see that Li Menglong had an idea about Princess Golden Dragon!

Li Menglong smiled slightly, and said: "That's not necessarily true. From what I know about her, as long as she can fight, she will definitely not quit. Otherwise, after so many days in the arena to cultivate spar, she can only go back. The master of the ring is owned. The master of the second ring automatically enters the first ring to become the master of the ring. That’s a member of my Tianma clan, so even if the Golden Dragon Princess really does not come, the benefits are ours!"

Xing Haotian narrowed his eyes and looked at the kind face in front of him, always smiling, as if he was a harmless guy. The anger in his heart gradually disappeared. After he calmed down, he was only vigilant in his heart. This guy is really hard to deal with.

Feeling that the murderous intent on Xing Haotian's body gradually weakened, and then his face turned coldly towards the inner circle, as if he did not want to talk to himself anymore, Li Menglong couldn't help feeling a little surprised. The disposition of this eight-armed prince can really be so calm? No wonder there is something to be elected as the prince!

At this time, the venue was gradually full. Everyone was talking about something. A large part of it was discussing the situation of the game this morning.

Xing Haotian and Li Menglong are both sitting in the second row of the outer ring. In the front row of them, that is, the first row of the outer circle, they are similar to the positions of the holy light dragon knight Huang Liangwei and the pegasus knights. Even if they are the best in the second generation, they are not qualified to sit in the front row.

At this moment, suddenly, there were bursts of exclamation from the rear. Both Li Menglong and Xing Haotian were attracted and turned their heads and looked back.

In the next moment, their eyes could not help but freeze.

Those are two beautiful figures.

The one on the left, wearing a light blue dress, with long dark blue hair draped behind his head, the character's face has a somewhat cold temperament, floating like an immortal.

On her right, there is also a woman. It's still a long skirt with loose hair. Although her face was pale and her face appeared ill, her indifferent and stunning face seemed to eclipse everything present at this moment. Almost instantly became the focus of the audience.

is her? Is she here? The eyes of the senior officials of all ethnic groups present at the meeting were filled with incredible colors.

She was seriously injured and dying in the morning, so could she come to the conference this afternoon?

Yes, it was no one else who appeared at the entrance, it was Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu.

Lan Xuanyu, who had changed into a clean long dress, slowly entered the arena with Bai Xiuxiu's support, as if frost appeared on her pretty face. There was no strong aura on her body. At this time, her body seemed weak as if it were a weak woman.

However, the senior members of all races sitting in the outer circle could not help standing up one after another, nodding their greetings to her, and saying hello.

Lan just silently nodded in return, said nothing, and moved forward with Xiuxiu's support.

"They" are also in the second row. Just behind the holy light dragon knight Huang Liangwei.

At this time, the Holy Light Dragon Knight had arrived, and he naturally felt the arrival of Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu, turned his head to look, and naturally saw Lan Xuanyu's "weak" appearance at this time. When he felt it seriously, he immediately felt that Lan was really weak now, with a feeling of deficiency of both qi and blood. It's just that this seems a bit different from the last moment in the morning!