"I surrender."
"I quit."
"I give up."
Feeling the power of the Three Flames Glazed Fire, more than a dozen monks dared to stay any longer. They gritted their teeth one by one and took the initiative to admit defeat, and were lured away by the power of the fighting platform.
If they had stayed a little longer, they were not sure whether they would be able to go back alive today.
"Boy, don't fall into my hands next time."
The fire python treasure-clothed monk's eyes could kill people, and he waved to take back the nine-dragon fire lamp.
Facing the Three Flames Glazed Fire, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to leave, otherwise he would die.
However, as soon as the cultivator in Fire Python Treasure Clothes made a move and before he had time to withdraw the Nine Dragon Fire Cup, he felt that his blood and energy were suddenly boiling crazily, and the true energy in his dantian had a tendency to go berserk.
"Three flames of glazed fire, purple flames burning blood."
There was murderous intent flashing in Su Qian's eyes. It was really unbelievable to threaten him at this time.
next moment.
The three-flame glazed fire rolled with purple flames, instantly turning a three-mile radius into a field of purple fire, with terrifying purple flames surging towards the cultivator in the fire python treasure robe.
at the same time.
There were invisible ripples undulating under Su Gan's feet, which contained some strange power.
That's the Curse Circle.
"I surrender."
The face of the cultivator in the Fire Python Treasure Clothes changed wildly, and he couldn't even care about the Nine Dragon Fire Cup. He categorically admitted defeat and was led away by the power of the fighting platform.
"Hmph, you can run fast."
Su Qian snorted coldly and waved to get the Nine Dragon Fire Cup. Although he wanted to kill the monk in fire python treasure clothes with one blow, the war between geniuses has the rules of the battle between geniuses. There is a fighting platform to guide him. The monk in fire python treasure clothes Even if he wanted to leave, he couldn't resist.
"Even Master Python Dragon was taken down, what a fierce man."
"If you can't afford to provoke me, you'd better stay away."
"With the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fire in hand, entering the top 100 should be a sure thing."
Many monks saw Su Qian's fierce power from a distance and immediately hid far away.
Even Zhao Jinlong, Mr. Manglong and other monks who were expected to enter the top 100 were defeated by Su Gan. It was better to stay away from such fierce men.
Time slows down.
As many geniuses fought in chaos on the fighting stage, one by one the monks were forced to leave. The number of monks who could stand on the fighting stage gradually decreased, from tens of thousands, to thousands, to hundreds, to just a few hundred. people.
It is worth mentioning that because Su Gan had the Three Flame Glazed Fire in his hand, no one dared to trouble Su Gan without opening his eyes, allowing him to easily enter the top 100.
"Congratulations to all of you. You have successfully entered the top 100. You will be listed on the list. Later, the geniuses will compete in the ranking competition. They will fight against each other and practice to determine the ranking on the list."
There was a loud voice, and Su Gan felt a gentle force coming from him. In the blink of an eye, he had appeared from the fighting platform in the sea market.
"Boy, return the Nine Dragon Fire Cup to me."
A monk came over with a gloomy look. He looked at Su Qian as if he wanted to eat people. It was none other than Master Manglong, a monk in the Fire Python Treasure Clothes.
"That's my trophy. How dare you have such a big face to ask me to give it back to you."
Su Qian looked like an idiot.
Now that the Nine Dragon Fire Lamp is in his hands, it is naturally his. If he wants to go back, what kind of sweet dream can he have in this broad daylight?
"Boy, not everyone is qualified to get their hands on the treasures of my Fire Dragon Emperor Dynasty. There are some things that you have no life to take but no life to enjoy."
Young Master Manglong showed murderous intent in his eyes.
"Whether you have a life or not is my business. If you speak in this tone, people who don't know would think you belong to the Fire Dragon Emperor or the Holy Dynasty."
Su Gan looked disdainful.
Scare him, really think he is scared.
The words fell.
He tossed his robe, turned around and left, but he had no time to talk nonsense with Mr. Manglong. The eight billion gold coin bonus from Black and White Pavilion was still waiting for him to collect.
"Big brother, give me a hug."
There was a pitiable little girl dressed in gold, with pink and jade carvings, eyes like black gems, and a pink face. She ran over with short legs, hugged Su Qian's thigh, and was affectionate. A little rub.
"Little girl, you are..."
Su Gan was a little confused.
Where did this little kid come from? He looks so cute and makes people want to pinch him. He is so close to people as soon as he meets him. He is so lovable.
"Big brother, give me a hug."
The little girl shook Su Gan's trousers.
"Come on, give me a hug."
The softest place in Su Qian's heart was touched. No matter whose little girl it was, he picked her up and pinched her pink face.
"My little friend, my little girl is naughty, please be patient with her."
A person shrouded in a black robe walked over. Judging from the voice, she should be a woman in her thirties or forties.
"Senior, is this your child?"
As soon as Su Qian saw the man in black robe, he understood that the little girl should be the child in the crystal coffin that day. He didn't expect that the child would be so cute after he recovered, and he didn't know who it was that could be so cruel before.
"Thanks to you, little Huang'er, otherwise I wouldn't be able to have the good fortune today. Take out the stick that I took out on the stage before, and I will give you a great good fortune."
The man in black robe nodded.
Perhaps because the little girl has fully recovered, her voice is no longer the same lifeless hoarseness as before.
"Senior, do you know the origin of this stick?"
Su Gan turned his hand and took out the dragon-tiger stick and asked.
"There are records in ancient books that in the Three Thousand Dao Realm, in the endless starry sky, there was a terrifying magic weapon, the Ancestral Dragon's Heaven-shaking Heavy Halberd. Later, it was broken for unknown reasons, and many fragments were scattered throughout the Three Thousand Dao Realm.
"The iron rod in your hand is part of the handle of the Ancestral Dragon's Heaven-shaking Heavy Halberd."
"I have a fragment of the head of the Ancestral Dragon's Heaven-shaking Heavy Halberd in my hand. The two are combined into one, and I can barely restore the overall appearance of the Ancestral Dragon's Heaven-shaking Heavy Halberd. If you are lucky enough, maybe one day in the future, It can recreate the supreme elegance of the Ancestral Dragon’s Heaven-shaking Heavy Halberd.”
The voice of the man in black robes sounded in Su Gan's mind.
Along with his words, a rusty and broken spear tip with a half-broken crescent-shaped blade appeared in his hand.
wave,
He hit the broken spear tip towards the dragon-tiger stick in Su Gan's hand. As soon as the two came into contact, they actively fused together, forming a somewhat broken-looking halberd.
"Thank you, senior."
Su Gan was excited.
The Ancestral Dragon's Heaven-shaking Heavy Halberd, as soon as it's name sounds like it's not an ordinary thing.
The Ancestral Dragon, according to legend, is a terrifying and powerful person who overwhelms the world in ancient times. Anything that goes with his name is not that simple even if you think about it.
The Ancestral Dragon's Heaven-shaking Heavy Halberd was said to be a heavy halberd, but it was really heavy. Even with his strength, he felt heavy.
"I will teach you another set of halberd techniques, which are the Ancestral Dragon's Heaven-shaking Nine Styles. They are the supreme magical powers that I got when I got the halberd head. They are the supporting magical powers of the Ancestral Dragon's Heaven-Shaking Heavy Halberd."
The man in black robe pointed his finger in the air, and a golden light flashed into Su Qian's eyebrows.
It contains a piece of majestic information, none other than the Nine Heaven-shaking Ancestral Dragon Styles in his mouth.
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