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Chapter 847

Lord of the Dragon Palace!

The god outside the dragon kingdom.

Wherever he is, it can be said that there is no turmoil.

Even people outside the country change their expressions when they talk about the Lord of the Dragon Palace.

In the Dragon Kingdom, everyone enshrines the existence of the palace master as a god-like existence.

Who can not be surprised when hearing the name of the Palace Master at this time?

Bu Heng was so angry that his body was shaking at this moment: "You little Lingtian kid, you are actually the master of the Dragon Palace of the Dragon Kingdom!"

Although Bu Heng couldn't believe it, the dragon's roar and the five-pointed light had already explained everything. This was the glory that belonged to the palace master.

Ling Tian put his hands behind his hands, and there was a flash of disdain in his eyes: "Bu Heng, in front of me, you have no qualifications to question."

Ling Tian finished his words.

At this moment, the coldness in his eyes became even stronger, and a wave of domineering energy swept out at this moment.

Rumble!

Air waves swept out.

Bu Heng also ran away in an instant, two waves of energy surged, and there was an explosion sound from the shocked scene.

With the sound of explosion.

A burst of smoke rose into the sky at this moment.

Around the ring, everyone retreated a lot. At this moment, the eyes of everyone looking at the ring became even more frightened.

because.

At this moment, a figure stood up on the stage in front.

The visitor is none other than someone else.

It’s Bu Heng!

At this time, Bu Heng's body erupted with waves of domineering energy.

A wave of air surged out.

In an instant, the aura swept out by Ling Tian was completely shattered.

Bu Heng stood up.

Everyone at the scene swallowed their saliva one after another, and their eyes were extremely shocked: "Oh my God, this is a big deal."

"This guy actually killed Elder Bu Heng's beloved son. Elder Bu Heng didn't kill him."

"Although the Lord of the Dragon Kingdom is the soul of the Dragon Kingdom, he may not be able to resist the powerful warrior saint."

"Besides, he is the only one, and this is the home of Chunyang Villa. If he takes action like this, he is already seeking death."

...

While everyone was talking, they heard a deep roar coming from the arena in front of them: "Little Lingtian, today, you must be buried with my proud son!"

A funeral!

Waves of energy surged out of Bu Heng's body instantly.

As the air surged out, the pressure on the scene became even greater. The weak cultivators around the arena, including those below the War King, were all suppressed and knelt on the ground by the pressure at this moment.

On their foreheads, there was a huge amount of sweat dripping down.

Bah!

Bah!

Dou Da sweatdropped, and everyone present felt more pressure: "Oh my god, is this the power of a strong warrior saint?"

"I can't breathe."

"My power has been suppressed at this moment."

"This Ling Tian shouldn't be so arrogant. Even if he has become stronger now, he shouldn't be so arrogant."

...

While everyone was talking, Ling Tian shook his head: "Bu Heng, I think it's not easy for you to cultivate, so don't seek death. If you are the owner of Chunyang Villa, when Yang Zhan comes, you still have the strength to fight with me."

"You can not!"

hiss!

Random talk.

Everyone was shocked.

The people at the scene widened their eyes: "Oh my God, what crazy talk is Ling Tian talking about?"

"Are you seeking your own death?"

"It's really over now."

...

really!

Bu Heng blew his beard and glared angrily, waved his hand, and suddenly a long sword was in his hand. It was the long sword that had been broken by Bu Ao just now, combined with Bu Heng's strength.
Chapter completed!
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