Peerless Emperor Summoning System

Although there is no official ranking, the good things have been based on the performance of the warriors.

Luo listed the sixteen children of the dragon and the phoenix who may finally aspire to the list of the young dragon and phoenix!

The sixteen children of Dragon Wind, all of their talent evaluations are Heavenly Grade 3!

All of them performed extremely well in the preliminaries.

"Let me say that among the 16 children of Dragon Wind, Xiang Yu should rank first!"

"That's right, I don't know which idiot ranked Xiang Yu even second.

I don't believe anyone can perform better than him. "

"But again, Ju downstairs and these few people have actually entered the ranks of the sixteen children of the dragon wind.

Xiang Yu is second;

Little Master fourth;

Xiaoqing tenth

Chopper Twelfth

Devil King Ye Motian ranked sixteenth!

He was ranked at the bottom, but it was also normal, and his cultivation base really couldn't be used.

The ones in front of him are basically all martial artists of the Heavenly Martial Realm. "

Ye Motian's ears were always upright, listening carefully to these people's discussions.

I didn't expect myself to be so underestimated.

But it's normal, this ranking is actually meaningless.

At most, it's just a long face when bragging.

The real ranking depends on the race.

But he is really interested. Who is ranked higher than Xiang Yu?

Must perform better.

But no matter how good it is, I am afraid that it will be directly blown by Xiang Yu.

He didn't believe that anyone in the Qianlongfeng young list could be stronger than Xiang Yu.

With a slight smile, he opened his attribute panel.

"Host: Ye Motian!"

"Race: Human!"

"Level: 0/10000 experience value at the sixth peak of the Xuanwu Realm)!"

Physical strength: the first king of the basalt realm

"Wuhun: Xuandi Wuhun!"

"Supernatural power: writing round eyes! Devil's heart!"

"Gong Method: Chi Yang Jue (Spirit Level 3) Hualong Sutra, Scarlet Blood Thunder Dragon Seal!"

"Martial Skill: Chiyang Palm (The First Form of Chiyang Jue) **** palm! Three thousand thunderbolts"

"Spell: Transfiguration (Spirit Grade Ten) Nether Poison Fire!"

"Weapon and Treasure: Shadow Sword-Spirit Grade Ten;

Scarlet Blood Demon Phoenix Sword-Heavenly Grade 3;

Thunder Dragon Shield (Resist the attack of warriors below the Immortal Martial Realm, and release the tenth rank Thunder Dragon);

The sky-blasting rocket launcher comes from a certain comprehension world!

It can condense the true essence to release the rockets, and the basic power is ten times that of the martial artist's full blow!

All the abilities of the warrior can increase the power of the sky-blasting rocket.

This item has no level and can be improved as the martial artist's strength increases.

If it is used up, you can also spend experience points to purchase! "

It seems that the Nether Poison Fire has become a spell.

The devil's heart became magical powers.

Three thousand thunder is naturally still martial arts.

With these, coupled with powerful weapons and magic weapons, there are also the Dragon Scripture, the scarlet blood thunder dragon seal.

His combat effectiveness will inevitably soar.

Are you a martial artist?

Let me show you all the same!

That evening, the sky was full of dark clouds.

The cry of a stern owl kept ringing in the sky above Juxia.

This made Ye Motian's heart a little impetuous.

Nima, it's a ghost.

I am not dead yet!

In Ye Motian's hometown, it was not a good thing to hear the owl's call.

As the saying goes, "night owl crying ghost".

The old family said that as long as they heard owls chirping nearby at night, someone would die.

"Dead, who will it be?"

Ye Motian has shown his sharp edge recently.

Provoked many people.

These people don't dare to make trouble in the daytime.

That will inevitably appear at night.

However, Ye Motian was not afraid.

Here, it is just to die after all.

It wouldn't be him if he died anyway.

It was finally completely dark.

The owl's call became worse and worse.

Qin Yufeng, Qin Yujia, Han Qiuyu, and Leng Shuang slept with exhaustion after a busy day.

Ye Motian sat drinking in the small courtyard.

Waiting for the arrival of guests.

Although it may just be an uninvited guest.

Phoo~~

A coffin appeared in the sky!

This time it was not nine dogs pulling the coffin.

It was carried by four people in white clothes.

The four people in white are all dressed in white, and they have a light body.

It's almost like a ghost.

"They are all eight masters in the fairy martial realm!

The Blood Demon Cult is really terrifying! "

The four of them carried the coffin and fell directly outside the door of Juxia.

Ye Motian raised his foot and walked out.

Just stood there and watched indifferently.

"The distinguished guests are here, and there is a long way to go."

Ye Motian chuckled.

"Boy, you are bold enough to not run away?"

A familiar voice came from the coffin.

It is Bai Fengsheng.

Ye Motian said lightly: "Escape? Why do I want to escape?

But you guys, I’m afraid it’s not good to be scary at night.

I don't know how to dress up when I go out. "

"Pretend!"

boom!

The coffin opened and Bai Fengsheng jumped out from it, like a zombie.

"System, what is this guy's cultivation base?"

Ye Motian asked.

"Currently, the cultivation base is the triple level of the Divine Martial Realm!"

The systematic answer made Ye Motian feel a little bit in his heart.

Is Shenwu Realm Triple?

I'm afraid Xiang Yu is not the opponent of this man.

It's horrible now.

Yuanfang, where are you?

"Boy, are you scared?"

Bai Fengsheng sneered and looked at Ye Motian, "Speaking of which, I don't seem to have any enemies with you.

But when I occupied this kid's physical body, I absorbed part of his memory.

I must avenge him, otherwise my mood will be hard to calm down.

So, you go to die today.

kill him! "

Bai Fengsheng gave an order, and the four Xianwu Realm eight-tier powerhouses rushed to Ye Motian.

But they were intercepted halfway through.

Xiao Master stopped two, and Xiao Qing stopped two.

Today's Xiaodangjia and Xiaoqing are both powerhouses in the Ninth Layer of the Immortal Martial Realm.

It's okay to deal with two Xianwu Realm Eightfold Warriors by one person.

"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, Bai Fengsheng frowned: "That's it.

There are so many masters around your boy.

But if I shoot, who can stop it? "

As a last resort, Bai Fengsheng could only do it himself.

Although the triple powerhouse of the Divine Martial Realm to attack a basalt martial artist is a bit of a drop in price.

But his task tonight is to kill Ye Motian.

have nothing to say.

"Blood Claws!"

Bai Fengsheng roared and killed Ye Motian.

Suddenly, a spear pierced him.

Xiang Yu shot.

And this time, Xiang Yu finally used a supernatural power that he had never used before—Bawang Chu!

Activating supernatural powers, his strength can reach the second level of Divine Martial Realm.

Even if it still lost to Bai Fengsheng.

But there is also the power of World War I.

boom!

The spear collided with the claws.

Xiang Yu backed away seven or eight steps.

Bai Fengsheng was also blocked ~www.ltnovel.com~ but did not back down, which shows the strength of this fellow.

"Divine Martial Realm!"

Bai Fengsheng looked at Xiang Yu and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Has this world changed? There is such a master next to the little emperor of the Chiyang Kingdom.

Man, if you are willing to submit to my blood demon sect, this protector will let you go.

how is it?

Following this kind of trash boy, there is no future. "

Bai Fengsheng sneered.

After seeing Xiang Yu's strength, he unexpectedly gave birth to the heart of cherishing talents.

After all, the Blood Demon Cult is going to be revived, and it can't be done without outsiders' help.