The Holy City arranged a seat this time, deliberately putting the two sides together, which was actually a bit of a topic, or a sense of looking at the reaction of Hailong. I thought Hailong would definitely avoid suspicion. After all, Dagger and Hailong were still doing business, but I didn't expect that the Golden Sea Dragon King simply sat in the seat of the Nine Gods, which was equivalent to an announcement to the whole world that Hailong and the Nine Gods had formed an alliance.

The people on the scene were all human spirits, and it was impossible to express any opinions on this now, but it is conceivable that when today's holy war ends, the news that the Nine Gods and the Sea Dragon have formed an alliance will probably spread to every inch of the entire continent, which also means that the day when the Sea Dragon and the Blade break will not be far away.

On the front and back of this saint are the Holy City that hosts the grand event and the rostrum of the Blade Parliament.

At this time, the long chairperson was already in the seat. Any member of the parliament was a top master from all forces of the Blade Alliance, or a predecessor, such as the Makhraga Lord of the Eight Tribes, Aaron of the Duchy of Debang, etc., leaving only three vacant seats in the center.

The Holy Lord will undoubtedly be one of them, but... who else can stay at this most central position and be on an equal footing with the Holy Lord?

The scene was noisy at this time, and the buzzing sound continued.

Suddenly, the arena below shone slightly, and a blue silver light shone along the edge of the entire arena, shining like a dragon. The powerful energy spread rapidly throughout the arena, making the buzzing noise around it slightly quiet.

Most people are now looking at the spreading silver patterns around the arena.

That's the holy pattern!

King Arena is just the usual name. It is also held here to have some competitive competitions for the holy city to enjoy with the people. When the unique holy pattern on the ground that is enough to block the dragon-level power lights up, the formerly prominent holy stadium will be restored!

This was left by the first generation of the Holy Lord. It was made of runes handed down by the Supreme Saint Master. It was able to fight on the saint are both a supreme glory for the Blades and an authentic symbol of the Holy Temple.

The spreading silver light surrounded the huge arena that was two hundred meters long, one hundred meters wide, and a whopping 200,000 square meters, and when it finally ended and connected.

Bang!

A huge and crisp sound like a connection of steel swept across the arena, and there was no protective cover visible to the naked eye around it, but everyone understood that an invisible giant wall had been cast in the field, and even a dragon-level powerful man could not damage it at all!

And at this moment, the two old men had quietly appeared in the center of the rostrum.

Both of them were dressed in casual clothes at this time, and there was no strong soul pressure spreading. However, the faint smiles on the two faces seemed to look down on the world, but they did not dare to look down on them at all. They were the Thunder Dragons of the Holy Lord Luo Ji and the Rose Temple!

Both of them were obviously stuck in time. Lei Long stretched out his hand at the Holy Lord with a kind smile on his face: "Long time no see, Senior Brother Luo Ji."

The sound was not loud, and it did not spread in the buzzing scene, but it only made the several congressmen sitting nearer hear a slight stern sound.

The Holy Lord Luo Ji did not stretch out his hand, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint smile: "You can't mention the rules of the master before you reach the Dragon Top, you seem to have forgotten."

"Don't worry, the voice is low, we are just chatting with each other." Lei Long laughed: "But when you talk about it, you have never seen Senior Brother, Long Ding, mention the master's sect."

"The old man has always liked quietness."

"Yes." Lei Long looked at the center of the three vacant seats with emotion and said meaningfully: "If you like tranquility, otherwise you wouldn't have left the council and traveled around the world, and you wouldn't have left a vacant seat for nothing."

"Ha... respect is what you want." The Holy Lord just smiled slightly and patted Lei Long on the shoulder: "Go to sit down, it's time to start the show."

As he said that, he took a light step and the person had floated out several feet away and stood on the protruding empty platform.

The Holy Lord appeared, and the buzzing sound of the scene suddenly became much smaller. Most people looked at him quietly. They thought the Holy Lord would have a opening speech, such as thanking the guests from all sides, but they didn't expect that he smiled slightly without a word of nonsense. A huge sound broke out from his thin and hunched figure: "Holy War begins!"

Rumble...

A huge roar was right at the foot of the Holy Lord, in the arena below the main position, a heavy iron gate slowly pulled up, one person stood in front of the four people, and several dark figures appeared under the slowly rising iron gate.

Bang bang...

The iron gate was twisted, and the five people stood in the relatively dark passage and had not yet started, but a wave of air like a strong wind suddenly blew out of the passage, like an impact, a hurricane! A faintly accompanied by the shocking dragon roar, the surging pressure swept through!

Dragon level! And more than one!

Although the holy shields around the arena can block the attack of the dragon level, they cannot block the pressure of the dragon level. When the brilliant power like heavenly power surged out of the passage, nearly 90% of the powerful people in the audience couldn't help but hold their breath at this moment. The five black shadows standing in the passage seemed to be no longer five people in the eyes of the audience, but five wild beasts from the ancient times and gods from the nine heavens!

The buzzing scene suddenly became quiet. Those who could enter this saint arena at this time were all powerful men. Even the young children sitting in the outermost circle were all people who had seen the world. Most people couldn't help swallowing. That was the lineup of the Holy City dealing with roses this time? Battle with Demon Muxi, Red Spider Yan Ruoyu, Thousand-faced Fox Alna... are they dragon-level?

In the darkness, the leader's eyes were extending forward. From his position, facing the arena stands in the south. With his eyesight, he could clearly see the Nine Gods area sitting in that direction, and see the Nine Gods Fifth Prince Longxiang and Nine Prince Longjing who were often used to compare with him...

A trace of evil smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

To be honest, when someone used to compare with these princes of the Nine Gods, Longxiang took charge of the Nine Gods Puyeya, and Ryukyo controlled the Nine Gods' wealth... No matter how confident he was, he could not compare to the actual achievements others had already achieved. Compared with his saint son who had no major achievements for the Holy Temple, these two people's reputations in no way out in the eyes of anyone.

Whenever some of the achievements of those two people were made public, Roy even often put himself in the position of those two people, imagining whether he would have done better than them, but this imagination always ended in failure, so when Roy faced these two people, his confidence was not as sufficient as he showed, but now it is different...

The dragon-level, and it is the dragon-level that inherits the power of the five elements and completes the transformation of the dragon.

For others, it is difficult to climb up every step after stepping into the dragon level, but for him, there is no bottleneck at all. This is a gift from the Supreme Master, and it creates the truly strongest Five Elements True Dragon Bloodline in this world!

He is destined to be the strong man standing at the top of the world like his father... No, he has to go further! When he is fully mature, he joins hands with his father and even has the possibility of completely defeating Longkang. The entire Nine Heavens World in the future will be his. The two princes on the opposite side who play the path of power and wealth have been destined to never be qualified to compete with him from this moment. Everyone is no longer a person of the same dimension or a pattern.

The bright sunshine and the quiet arena are sitting on the top-level powerful people of the entire Nine Heavens Continent, and history is destined to record this moment and record the glory of the birth of the real king of this world here!

The scene was extremely quiet, and I could feel everyone waiting for him.

But Roy was still not in a hurry, but closed his eyes and enjoyed the last moment of tranquility before stepping into the venue, and enjoyed the moment destined to be recorded in history.

call……

He let out a long breath, and the eyes that opened again had turned silver at this moment, and a kingly domineering aura swept across him.

The right hand waved slightly back, and the silver cloak embroidered with a real dragon blew back and the sound of the hunting wind blew back. Roy took a big step, and the four people behind him were like his shadow, following his steps and strode out!

The aura of dragon-level powerhouses is completely different from that of ghost-level. When the soul power is not suppressed and the soul power and pressure are released, various auspicious scenes will naturally appear around them. Some are like thousands of birds coming to visit, some are like thunder and lightning, some are like the god of fire coming to the world, and some are like the real dragon in the sky!

It's a bit like the ghost shadow when Ghost Peak attacks with all his strength, but obviously, it's much higher than that level, much more natural and much easier.

This is no longer a "shadow", but a true body of Dharma images!

At this time, when the soul power of the Holy Son Roy was released, there seemed to be a ferocious silver dragon entangled around him, and his slender body was like a snake hovering around him, with silver dragon scales and elegant dragon beards appearing.

Saint Roy, dragon-level!

Kun Lin frowned slightly. When he met the Holy Son Roy in Mandra, half a year ago, the other party had just stepped into the realm of the Ghost Top. Everyone knew that the Ghost Top entered the Dragon Level was a huge natural barrier. In just half a year, Roy actually completed the accumulation of the Ghost Top and even the transformation of the Dragon Level?

Not only Kun Lin, most of the powerful people present are obviously familiar with the Holy Son Roy. Many of them have even met the Holy Son in the past or two months. At that time, they didn't feel any signs of breaking through Roy. But they were just ordinary ghost level, and they were actually dragon-level?

The Holy City has the secret of breaking through the dragon level, which has been circulated in the mainland for many years, but after all, it has been just a rumor and has not been certified by the Holy City. However, at present, the Holy Son Roy broke through the dragon level from the ordinary ghost peak in just one month, which obviously makes people more sure of this.

This is to directly cast a dragon-level... Nine Heavens Continent, who else can do it except Longkang, who is now known as the closest to God?

Many people couldn't help looking in the direction of the Holy Lord, but saw the old man with wrinkles on his face, as if he was drooping, just leaning on the back of the chair with a calm wind, just like the past without any sorrow or joy.

Maybe...he is the only one!

But obviously, the dragon-level of the Saint Son Roy is not the only amazing team in the Holy City. When the four people following him also revealed their true bodies from the darkness, the last bit of chirping sound in the field had completely disappeared. Apart from the sound of the air and wind that the five people rolled up, there was no trace of noise at the scene.

This is……

Whether it was on the side of the rose, neutral, or in the holy city, there were tens of thousands of people all over the field, and everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Apocalypse, destruction, protection of the country, and ten directions.

These are the four major knight commanders of the Knights of the Holy Light!

It’s fine if there are four dragon-level and dragon-level, and they are all under the Holy City. They can even be said to be the top four dragon-level under the Blade Alliance!

Don’t mention the Dragon Top, there is a difference between the Dragon Level, but there is actually no so-called level division, unlike the first ghost, the Ghost Top, the Dragon Level is the Dragon Level, a unique level! The so-called Dragon Top is the honorific title given by the world, referring to those strong people standing at the peak of the dragon level in the continent!

This is the jihad lineup given by the Holy City? This is the challenge that Rose's students who are only about twenty years old are about to face?

The whole audience seemed to be frozen in the continuous tranquility.

Hawkland's eyes were almost glaring out of his sockets, and stood up from his position, and pointed his hand tremblingly at the Holy Son Roy off the field and the four Knight Commanders behind him. His Adam's apple was rumbling and his mouth was open, but because of all kinds of unexplained emotions, the Adam's apple kept rolling but couldn't speak.

This is not a challenge, this is not a competition, this is a massacre!

"Aren't the disciples fighting inside the Holy Church? Shouldn't the one who fights Rose be the genius class in the Holy City?"

"The four knight commanders, this is the top combat power of the blade. It is actually used to deal with a few young people?"

"This, this, this is simply shameless!"

"This is not fair! This is wrong!"

Most of the stands on the east side were supported by Rose forces, especially in the back places. Those disciples who came to the various saints couldn't help but scold and looked angry.

But on the contrary, the front seats, including the whale clan, beast clan, mermaid, ice spirit, dragon moon and other roses, were already solemn, but silent.

Only children talk about right or wrong... Among the strong, there is only victory or defeat, life or death!

Those who can sit in the front row are the leaders of various forces, and this simple truth is understandable.

Rose challenges the authority of the Holy City and the status of the Holy Lord. No matter what it faces, it is inevitable. But he didn't expect the Holy Lord to do this so thoroughly, but he didn't expect the Holy Lord to look down on Rose so much.

Imagine that the Holy Lord might send one or two dragon-level players as a backup plan, but other team members will eventually choose among the genius class in the Holy City, such as War Demon Muxi, Red Spider Yan Ruoyu, and Thousand-faced Fox Alna, these are all experts in the Ghost Top. In addition, they have all their efforts to cultivate Jackie's saints, and such a lineup is almost certain to deal with Rose, but they actually directly let the four major knight captains fight... This is not giving Rose any chance at all, and they don't care about the rumors afterwards!

There is no doubt that after this battle, the Holy Lord will make big moves, perhaps targeting the Nine Gods, or perhaps just using the sea dragon to attack first, and he is confident that the next big thing will definitely divert the attention of the entire Blade League. By then, no one will say that the Holy City bullies the small with the big, and no one will even pay attention to this matter at all, because the rose is already a past tense, and what people remember will only be the winner!

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, and is fully interpreted by the Holy Lord. Rose will definitely fail today!

The five dragon-level auras were completely unfolded at this time, and the slight noise of the Holy Clan disciples above the east stands was instantly suppressed by the sharp aura. Under the intimidation of the dragon-level, those just tiger-level Holy Clan disciples could not even speak.

Instead, the forces close to the Holy Lord, such as the west side of the venue, the north side and even the southeast side, are located at the Endless Duchy of Deep, the Abyss Territory, the Moon Worship Duchy of the Moon, or the Zen Temple, the West Peak Temple, etc. that are close to the Holy Lord, finally occupy about two-thirds of the venue, and cheers suddenly sound from these locations.

"Long live the Holy Lord! Long live the Holy Son!"

"The Holy Temple is authentic, and the Holy City will win!"

The sudden cheers swept through the audience with the momentum of the five dragon-level auras. The sound of the Holy City completely occupied the entire arena and became the only stage that determines destiny.

"The rose is over." Yemotian sighed slightly: "The Four Holy Light Knights, the old team of the Holy City, passed down from generation to generation... These four people are not something that children can deal with."

Heiwukai is his favorite youngest son. Although his strength is not as good as his elder brother, his talent is above his elder brother. In the past six months, Heiwukai has disappeared after following Wang Feng. Until today, he has not seen his son before entering the venue. Not only him, but everyone present has not seen Rose and his party.

Wang Feng was mysterious and time was stuck. It is said that their magic rail train would not arrive at the Holy City this morning.

Yemotian was still looking forward to it, after all, Heiwukai's progress after going to Rose is obvious to all. He is still very much looking forward to his son's practice book for the past six months, and he was even worried that they would waste time before, but at this moment, he would rather Rose's magic rail train be late... or even block it halfway and not come over.

Facing the four major knight commanders, whether it is Wang Feng or Hei Wukai who once amazed the entire alliance, there is no chance. When you come here, you can only die. Even if you leave a life, whether it is the destruction from the body or the destruction of the soul, it will definitely destroy the young people of Rose and the destruction of Hei Wukai.

"The way I chose." Although Indra's tone was light, his heart might not be so dull.

If what Yemotian couldn't bear to be Heiwukai was destroyed, then what he was worried about was that Wang Feng was destroyed. It was not that he liked Wang Feng so much, but that he just didn't want his sister to become a widow at a young age.

While speaking, Indra turned his head and looked at Jixiangtian next to him with some concern. But unexpectedly, he could not see any concern from Jixiangtian's face.

The mask of order has been taken off, and the exquisite face is shrouded under the gauze, which can block the gaze of Dingtuzi, but it cannot block Indra's gaze, not to mention the steady breathing sound and even the relaxed state of mind, all of which Indra can feel.

This is a bit interesting. In Indra's impression, my sister was really devoted to Wang Feng.

"Do you know something?" Indra looked at his sister with a smile.
Chapter completed!