Chapter 827

"Yes, he really stepped on the dog's excrement luck. He clearly integrated the light of the God on Yun tianteng and Yun Tianzheng, which was the benefit he got!"

"Let's forget the cloud and sky Zheng. Yuntianteng is a disciple of emperor level. I'm afraid the light of God behind him is more than 20 meters, depriving one third of it. Even a useless person, there will be miracles!"

"Cut, you are light. It's hard to get the light of God's light from the cloud sky Zheng, not to mention the cloud sky Teng's body, offending the emperor level cloud tianteng, it's just looking for death!"

This is a matter of principle that cannot be changed.

Nine kings!

The disciple who was forced out was a young man with a black shield on his back. At this time, his face was full of anger, and his eyes were full of resentment that had never been covered up. He was almost crazy.

"That's a king of shenhuangzong!"

The newly promoted King level disciple!

King!

Qin Feng's figure was suddenly wrapped by a mysterious energy. In an instant, on the eighteen huge ancient thrones, a person was pushed out by life, and the next moment, Qin Feng's figure was sitting on it.

In the complex mood of the crowd.

"King This guy can win the king's rank

All the disciples below the king level are not able to gather the light of the divine radiance. Only those who have at least reached the level of the king are qualified and capable to evolve the light behind them. At this time, Qin Feng has reached such a level.

Looking at the shadow of the king behind Qin Feng, many disciples and high-level disciples couldn't help but move their eyebrows.

"Is it going to change?"

Feeling the ancient breath of the figure holding the huge sword, their hearts could not calm down.

"It's amazing. What's the evolution of this kid?"

Strong breath, almost impact on their mind.

The ancient breath, like the king of the gods!

All of a sudden, let all the strong masters of the patriarchal level could not help but dilate their pupils.

When I see the shadow.

"This is...?!"

This is the essence of the light of Qin Feng and Shen Yao!

Holding the sword in both hands, standing among them, behind an ancient throne, looming constantly!

This is a vague shadow of facial features. Although we can't see the real face, we can clearly feel the strong breath from each other.

At this time, the thunder light flickers on each other's body, as if the glory divine light general, bright and moving.

Up to ten meters!

A virtual shadow.

With the light of God behind the Qin wind, after a burst of rapid boiling, a huge figure slowly appeared.

Finally.

"Boom

Looking at his own light of God in the creation of Qin Feng, the anger and killing in the heart can be imagined!

Yuntianteng's face at this time has become dignified, which is even more mixed with a silk of cold air, eyes open and close, is not with boundless killing.

There are different opinions.

Once a disciple's divine light condenses and forms, and reaches a certain length, he can be qualified to become a king level disciple.

It happens that this disciple with black shield has the shortest and least light behind him compared with other kings. Therefore, he was forced to push out by the rules in the altar!

"That man, known as the black shield king, is a famous strong disciple of shenhuang sect. When a huge shield is displayed, it looks like a big mountain on the top. Even the strong disciple will be beaten by the giant shield in an instant!"