My Disciples Are All The Emperor Level Talents

In the realm of Xuanming, those dark black water droplets began to condense!

Holy Son Xuanming formed a seal with his hands, and a huge and heavy aura began to gather in front of him!

"Xuan Ming Summons!"

Following the roar of Holy Son Xuanming, the breath and water droplets began to condense, and gradually, the shadow of a huge creature began to slowly appear.

As the shadow became more solid, the tomb was filled with a heavy and majestic atmosphere.

The bodies of the prince and Tan Zongzhao also sank suddenly, and their waists sank!

Huang Jun was also slightly frightened. Being suppressed by Jiu Bailu, he was panting and turned his head to look at Holy Son Xuanming in horror. I am afraid that this power cannot be easily dealt with by him!

Only Jiu Egret could still stand there calmly.

As the shadow becomes more solid, the edges and corners are slowly outlined.

The huge carapace surrounding Holy Son Xuanming flew out and landed directly behind the behemoth.

When the two are spliced ​​successfully.

Holy Son Xuanming turned pale, knelt down on one knee and loudly said: "Welcome to Xuanwu!"

The words fell.

Suddenly, the entire tomb began to tremble!

The aftershocks began to spread to the surrounding areas with Xuanwu as the center!

Seeing this, the Crown Prince and Tan Zongzhao looked horrified and immediately ducked under the throne and released the barrier with all their strength to resist the aftermath and prevent it from affecting Ye Qiubai on the high platform.

The black scales and huge body can make everyone present feel a great sense of oppression just by standing in this space.

Even Xiao Hei couldn't help but smile excitedly.

It can make Xiao Hei smile like this.

Either it’s a great experience, or I feel like I can have a great time this time!

At this time, Xuanwu's hill-like head slowly lowered, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life looked at Xiao Hei, and a huge sense of oppression fell directly on Xiao Hei's body!

This sense of oppression was like a gravitational magnetic field, and Xiao Hei's body suddenly sank!

At the same time, the moment Xiao Hei's body bowed down, a black shadow enveloped Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei's face was slightly condensed. He didn't stand up straight. He bowed his body and threw himself forward!

The moment he jumped out, the place where Xiao Hei stood before started to become dusty! A huge foot landed on that place, and a strong wind spurted out!

Lift Xiao Hei's body flying ten meters!

"Hahahaha!" Saint Xuanming's breath was sluggish at the moment, and his face was as colorless as a drug addict's, even a little gray!

Obviously, summoning Xuanwu was extremely taxing on him.

"Fight! Keep fighting! Don't you like head-to-head confrontation? Why are you avoiding it now?" A sickly laughter appeared on the face of Holy Son Xuanming: "The gap between bloodlines is not what ordinary people like you can do. Can it be made up for?"

Xiao Hei raised his head and looked, only to see that there was a vague blood connection between Holy Son Xuanming and the Xuanwu.

Xuanwu is constantly absorbing the blood power of Holy Son Xuanming!

"How long can you hold on?" Xiao Hei suddenly sneered.

Holy Son Xuanming's expression froze, and he was about to direct Xuanwu to continue attacking, but saw Xiaohei grinning crazily and saying: "However, I don't intend to delay it until the moment when the power of your bloodline is exhausted!"

After saying this, there was a monstrous demonic energy coming out of Xiao Hei's body. The monstrous demonic energy soared into the sky and condensed into a phantom of the demon god behind Xiao Hei!

Seeing this scene, Holy Son Xuanming sneered: "Are you planning to fight for blood? Are you overestimating your capabilities?"

However, the words have just been said.

Saint Son Xuanming's smile gradually stiffened.

I saw that above the phantom of the demon god, there were silk threads condensed by endless blood and aura, wrapped around the body!

At the same time, a huge black millstone appeared above the head of the demon phantom!

The bloody thread also began to boil and burn!

The bloodline of the Holy Demon exploded at this moment!

The bloodline aura of a superior person was clearly revealed at this moment.

The phantom of the Demon God lowered his eyebrows and looked at Holy Son Xuanming.

Holy Son Xuanming actually felt the blood in his body whine, as if he was afraid.

Even Xuanwu's eyes looked at the demon phantom with solemnity, but his gaze was more on the black millstone.

How can this be? !

Holy Son Xuanming raised his head, his eyes trembling as he looked at the demon phantom.

I am of the noble Xuanming bloodline!

It is also a high-level existence among the Xuanwu bloodline!

Looking at the entire Tianji Continent, how many people can compare with his noble bloodline?

But now, when facing Xiao Hei's burst of bloodline power, he found that he was wrong.

My own blood was actually trembling and scared!

Even Holy Son Xuanming himself couldn't help but want to bow down to the phantom of the demon god. His knees kept bending and straightening. This was a constant battle between blood instinct and his own consciousness!

On the side, the prince and Tan Zongzhao were also extremely surprised.

Although they already knew that Xiao Hei was the owner of the Holy Demon bloodline.

But they also realized that Xiao Hei had developed the Holy Demon bloodline to such an extent!

This is also due to the Nine Dragon Souls. The Nine Dragon Souls not only strengthened Xiao Hei's physical body and allowed the eternal demon body to enter the ninth level, but also strengthened Xiao Hei's bloodline to a certain extent!

"Who...are you?" Holy Son Xuanming's pale lips were trembling slightly.

Xiao Hei did not answer the question of Holy Son Xuanming, and did not even look at him again. Instead, he raised his head and stared at the huge Xuanwu shadow, grinning and said: "I don't know if this big bastard can Can withstand my full blow now."

"I hope you can stop playing a little bit and let me see where my current limit is."

After saying that, Xiao Hei raised his fist.

The demon phantom behind him also raised his fist at the same time.

The black millstone begins to turn!

Bloodline ability, combined with the eternal demonic body.

The moment the black millstone rotated, Xiao Hei's right fist started to "click"!

Only this time, Xiao Hei's bones did not break!

It’s just that the muscles and veins are constantly swelling!

As Xiao Hei punched the Xuanwu shadow, the Demon God shadow behind him also waved his huge fist!

"The devil is coming...breaking the sky!"

The physical power that surpassed the early stage of the ancestral realm burst out at this moment!

Wherever the fist passed, the entire space shook violently!

Before the punch came, the huge wind of the punch had already caused Xuanwu to tilt slightly!

When the demon phantom's fist landed on the huge turtle shell of Xuanwu.

It was as if all the sounds in this space were annihilated, and it was silent for three breaths.

Accompanied by a "click" sound...

The huge roar echoed through the entire tomb at this moment!

Under the horrified eyes of everyone.

Xuanwu's huge turtle shell began to crack inch by inch!