"Sixth Prince, wait." A crisp voice called Xiao Yan, but interrupted him with a cold look: "Yanping, you are just a little maid next to Huo Xian'er. Could it be that you want to stop me from lifting the cauldron?"

"Me?" The one who spoke was the personal maid Yan Ping of Huo Xian'er. Xiao Nan met a barbarian woman in the Thunder God Holy City. At this time, her expression was stunned: "Xiao Yandao actually treated her like this. The gentle sixth prince, who had previously become a narrow-minded person after confronting Xiao Nan?"

She is indeed not very strong, and she is in the realm of the Tianfu. However, as the personal maid of the Princess of the Yanhuang Empire, Huo Xian'er, she also symbolizes the majesty of the Great Holy Land. She was so humiliated by Xiao Yandao?

If it weren't for the fact that His Highness the Princess and Xiao Yansheng, the eldest prince of the God of War Empire, might have come together in the future, and the sixth prince Xiao Yandao is the younger brother of the eldest prince and is considered a family, he wouldn't have warned Xiao Yandao.

"Okay, no matter what you have, wait until I raise the tripod, don't talk too much. It's not your turn to teach me how to do it here." Xiao Yandao waved his hand impatiently and continued to walk towards the Thunder God Cauldron.

Xiao Yandao was not so mean to Yan Ping, but when Thunder God lived on the third floor, Huo Xian'er, who was a peerless Wuzong realm, never stood up for him to resist Xiao Nan's edge. At this time, he was just using the reprimand of Yan Ping to vent his resentment towards Huo Xian'er.

Yan Ping wanted to continue persuading kindly, but was so choked by Xiao Yandao that he had no chance to speak. He could only stare at him and walk forward: "Is this the true face of the Sixth Prince?"

"Forget it." Huo Xian'er smiled. Xiao Yan said that why should he be humiliated for him with such a petty aura? If he suffers a loss, he will ask for it.

"I'm really blind." The people in the field shook their heads speechlessly, and expected the nightmare of the Xiao family. As the saying goes, "God's evil will still be angry, but people will not live."

One step, two steps, three steps... Xiao Yandao gradually approached the Thunder God Cauldron, regarded the eyes that everyone was surrounded by stars, and became even more proud, thinking that he would dominate the world in the next moment.

However, it suddenly stiffened: "This!"

In front of you, the Thunder God List is sacred and majestic, rows of large characters are flying in glory, gathering the names of many geniuses with geniuses in ancient and modern times. What really shocks is that there is a person's name in the first row of the God List: "Xiao Nan!"

Xiao Nan, fifteen years old, is a disciple of Doutianxing Sect, an immortal sword master, a divine wheel realm, a genius who lifts a tripod and is a genius who has been eternal.

As he recited this row of words, his body trembled, his expression changed, and his lips were whispered: "How could he be the first in the Thunder God List? Is it wrong to hold a thunder God List?"

"This is impossible!" The roar was filled with resentment, as disgusting as if stepping on stinky dog ​​shit, and as if someone had hollowed out the foundation of martial arts, as if it was painful and powerless. The eyes of those who came into the field added to sadness: "Isn't this an obvious thing?"

"Rise the tripod nine inches!" Xiao Tianlong, his arrogant body swayed slightly. When he looked at Xiao Nan again, he was already deeply shocked, with a touch of extreme depth and embarrassment: "You actually hit the Thunder God Cauldron nine times, the masterpiece of the eternal song. The previous vision of the Thunder God Holy City arose because of you?"

He is the peerless Martial King, not a scheming person like Xiao Yandao. He knows the sacred and fairness of the Thunder God List. When he looks at the calm faces he shows on the scene, he has witnessed the miracle of lifting a nine-inch tripod!

His face suddenly collapsed, and he felt a sense of humiliation of being played with. These people had known that Xiao Nan had raised nine inches of a tripod. Why didn't he say that, but instead made the Sixth Prince a joke again?

"Now I see clearly, I regret it. Hold the cauldron and witness your Xiao Yandao, the sacred light of the sixth prince, trampling on my junior brother like dust. You should continue. Come on, come on, we are waiting to see you shine brightly, and once the light is born, and all the light is silent!" Weishushou's faint voice was a little teasing.

This was like a bolt from the blue, hitting the fragile heart of the God of War Family. They all looked at each other with their eyes that could kill people. The Doutianxing Sect and their group had long been torn into minced meat...

"Damn it, why didn't you Doutian Xing Sect say it earlier, deliberately trying to humiliate my sixth prince of the God of War Empire!"

After all, Xiao Yandao is a genius on the God List and will not deceive himself forever. The first moment he wakes up is angry at Doutian Star Sect, but he gets an idiot-like look.

"You humiliate my junior brother. Do we still have to give you a face? Your face is a face, but our face is not a face. It is better to see if you make a fool of yourself, it is more exciting and wonderful?"

Weishu retorted disdainfully, making Xiao Yandao's whole body feel as strong as a blow to cotton, and his angry arrogance was suppressed: "Yes, Doutianxing Sect has no obligation to tell him the truth!"

However, the price was that he made a fool of himself in front of everyone. He said that he wanted to raise a cauldron to trample on Xiao Nan became a joke. Whoever trampled on whom? Who was stinking shit could be trampled at will. The sixth prince of the God of War Empire was pressed to the ground and grinded out lightning and sparks!

"Xiao Nan, everything is Xiao Nan, this damn little evil seed!" Xiao Yandao was furious and suddenly thought of the indifference of the Thunder God Residence present. He was furious and said angrily.

"What about you, why don't you tell me that many of you present are allies of the Xiao family who are doing and doing what they have done to be friends, and just watch me Xiao Yandao's joke?"

He knew it at this moment, and then he thought about the weirdness that his face had shown in the field before, and the look of his eyes when he saw him walking towards the Thunder God Cauldron was not at all, but the despair waiting for him to make a fool of himself!

"We originally wanted to say it." Many people present looked at their noses and their noses. They were slightly embarrassed on their faces, but they didn't say anything, until someone said humbly, which brought greater anger to the Xiao family: "Then why not say it!"

"Yanping, what about you? You had something to say to me before, why didn't you say it?" Xiao Yandao turned to Yanping, and a pair of flesh fists filled with violent martial arts aura, sweeping up the rolling golden dragon battle shadows.

The golden dragon is nine meters long and several feet wide. The dragon's head is like a kirin head, with deer antlers, and its golden scales shine sharply, like the stars in the nine heavens, with a sacred and solemn image, just like a forged by billions of divine gold, as thick as a sacred mountain that can destroy all things.

This is Xiao Yandao's martial soul, the soul talent exerted by the Golden Heaven God, the Golden Dragon Rage, which is the most powerful defense, and the most powerful weight, killing the soul.

"Why do you have to!" Huo Xian'er stood in front of her lightly, with a faint flame-shaped vortex shining between her eyebrows, dotted with beautiful phoenix tails, like an invisible sacred fortress. The thick and long golden dragon touched her and stopped trembling.

A crack spread and widened from the dragon's head, and then it was burned down like snowflakes. The holes of the Fenji Thunder God's residence were punched out, and the huge creature crossing in front of Huo Xian'er was shattered, making the girl look like a goddess: "Ping'er, I originally wanted to say it."

She dismantled Xiao Yandao's powerful blow with every move, and even the origin of Wuzong could not be released. It can be said that it was really amazing, which made the people in the field beat him: "I am worthy of being the princess of the Yanhuang Empire!"

Huo Xian'er, who can rank among the powerful people on the God List, is as famous as Di Wuzhao, and has won the eldest prince of the God of War Empire and the third man on the God List. Xiao Yansheng's fanatical pursuit proves everything.

"Is that?" Xiao Yandao groaned, his murderous intent increased, and his martial soul was released behind him. He was the extremely violent God of Jin's War, who held the talent of the two-type soul master of the Golden Water system, looked down on the world and the power of the third level of the universe.

"Ping'er really wants to remind you, but you didn't give me a chance, the Sixth Prince." Yan Ping woke up slightly, thinking that she had almost been killed by Xiao Yandao before. If Princess Huo Xian'er had not been dead, her tone suddenly became much colder: "But now I think there is really no need to remind the Sixth Prince."

A person with a narrow mind like Xiao Yandao is not worth reminding at all. If he dies, he will die. Even his own people will take action and completely tear off the prince's noble mask. It's really ironic. Fortunately, the person who is pretending to be a person in the Thunder God Holy Sect is pretty.

"Ha, right? You think I will believe it. Isn't it just that I want to see my Xiao Yandao joke, and I don't dress up and don't do secret things. If I do it, I have to be prepared to bear the revenge of my God of War Xiao family."

"Can you bear it?" Xiao Yandao was completely angry, and felt the pain of worldly betrayal, and couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, okay, okay, look around, all of us are our enemies, but my God of War Xiao family is not afraid!"

"So what if I lift the tripod nine inches, so what if I shine so much? I have the peerless Martial King of my family to help me, and I want you to stay in the Holy City of Thunder God forever, get out and die, Xiao Nan." Xiao Yandao pointed the finger at Xiao Nan directly.

This man who has been humiliating him one after another since he stepped into Thunder God's residence should be killed because he was embarrassed in front of his beloved beauty Luo Feixian, and Luo Feixian has never been moved by him.

"Are you sure?" Xiao Nan raised his eyebrows, his tone was as quiet as snowflakes, and there was no waves. In fact, it was indeed difficult for Xiao Yandao to shake his mood: "With Xiao Yandao, you can't kill him, right?"

"Xiao Nan, don't say much nonsense. The Sixth Prince, since the destiny of heaven, you will die. You need to die!"

Xiao Tianlong took action directly, pressing the palm of the God of War who stepped on the Yan River, and the endless flames formed peerless claws, which were as powerful as a giant grind, and had a sharp cold light, surrounding all the flame power of Burning Ji. The contacts would definitely be penetrated into dust like paper.

"I'll let you do it!" But this blow was in the tense heart of the scholar Wei and others, accompanied by Lei Wentian's shocking hum, and it shattered.

Xiao Tianlong seemed to be pushed by Guangran to retreat lightly, his beard and hair were flying, and his voice was shocked by the Fifty-Nine-level Tower: "Do you want to protect him?"

"Be the enemy God of War?"

In the clear sky, suddenly there was a sound of thunder like a thousand horses coming from afar. In an instant, endless fire energy gathered into the sea of ​​flames, and waves surrounded the Thunder God's residence.

Xiao Tianlong’s wrath is not only dependent on his strength. As the peerless Martial King of the Xiao family of the God of War Empire, who have you ever been afraid of? His strength is not as strong as Lei Wentian. As long as the word "The God of War Empire" is not as good as Lei Wentian, he will still dare to fight!

"Thunder God is in the inner world, I have the final say. Thunder God is in the outer world. Just give me a face, and I will give you a face too. If you don't give me a face, the God of War Empire will have to get out."

Lei Wentian was not showing any weakness. He ignored Xiao Tianlong and looked at the rising flames outside as if nothing had happened. Even though the flame waves coming from him became more and more terrifying, one by one, one by one, one by one, surpassing Thunder God's residence.

When Qi Gao is high, it may be the day when the building is destroyed, but will it really happen?
Chapter completed!