Hearing Qian Xun Ji's words, Xiao Tian, who seems to be indifferent to everything in the audience, straightens up a little, and looks at the arena below unconsciously.

Yuxiaogang said it well. The biggest characteristic of his Xiaotian is that he is afraid of trouble, which is to protect his short life!

Those who can become elders of Wu Hun temple, whether they are the elders of the papal temple or the elders of the Presbyterian hall, even if their soul power does not reach level 95, they also have the strength to compete with the top duels above level 95.

Therefore, although Xiao Tian had confidence in Yu Xiaogang, he had to keep up his spirits in case of any accident.

Under the gaze of Xiao Tian, an old man with white hair turned into a streamer and rushed towards the position where the three little dances of Tang Dynasty were located. The light was shining in the air, and the old man turned into a black panther in an instant. He actually released the real body of the martial spirit at the first time!

As the seven elders of the Wuhun hall, the old man's strength is also ranked on the top of the martial spirit hall. The nine elders who were pressed on the ground by Xiao Tian before could not walk for three rounds in his hands.

But in order not to have an accident, the seven elders of the martial spirit hall did his best at the beginning.

"The seven elders of the Wu Hun hall were granted cold, and the ninety-six level sensitive attack was called Douluo. The Wu soul Wu Feng Bao once killed a level 95 peak Douluo." Yu Xiaogang saw the seven elders of the Wu Hun Hall who rushed towards him and others, and his expression remained unchanged.

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Feng Han could not help sneering and said: "since you know who I am, don't you get out of the way? My goal is exactly those three little ghosts and that one hundred thousand year old animal like little girl. Now go away and I can save your lives

"I haven't finished yet," Yu Xiaogang shook his head and said calmly on his face: "I once killed a class 95 Title Douluo in front of him, but his weakness was obvious and his threat level was high..."

Yu Xiaogang glanced at the Feng Han who was rushing towards him and others. He disdained to say: "almost nothing."

Before the words fall, Yu Xiaogang and frand are still the same. Liu Erlong has three golden pillars of light rising from the sky, outlining a dazzling golden triangle above the challenge arena.

The three little dances of Tang Dynasty and the four people of Yang Lin are covered by golden light.

The Luo San gun, which had been transformed into a golden dragon, roared up to the sky. Twenty one soul rings with a minimum of 100 years and a maximum of 100000 years flew towards the three guns. In a flash, the golden dragon was coated with several layers of armor of different colors.

On the forehead of the golden dragon, seven bright rhombic crystals are gathered together. The center is red and the surrounding is black like ink.

It can be clearly seen that the pattern formed by this rhombic crystal is not complete. It seems that there are two pieces missing. It is obviously related to the fact that the soul power level of Yu Xiaogang and others is only over 70.

Feng Han maintained the real state of Wu soul and rushed to the golden light column. The eighth Soul Ring behind him was shining. Countless wind blades were leaning towards the golden light column. However, his powerful soul skill hit the golden light column, but he didn't even break a crack!

The blade of the wind was constantly bouncing open, and a large number of sparks flew out of the light column, but no damage was seen.

"Luo San Pao," Yu Xiaogang glanced at the eye seal cold, light way: "Dragon Emperor kill evil break."

Luo San Pao spreads its wings. On the pattern on his forehead, the red area suddenly lights up. On the dragon claw of Luo San gun, two groups of energy balls with changing colors appear. Then Luo San gun roars for a long time, and the two groups of energy balls knock together and burst out in an instant!