Unlike Zhang Xing, First Saint did not suppress the violent power brought about by his advancement.
Whether it was the ancient dragons or the holy dragons, they all liked to show off their power.
They especially liked the feeling of advancing.
But Zhang Xing was different. He had already experienced the Demigod Realm once.
This time, he was just returning to normal. He did not want to expose too much of his power.
If he scared Le Tu and the others, then there was no point in playing!
After a while, the blue light slowly dissipated, and the entire sky returned to normal.
First Saint waved his fist excitedly.
"Boss …"
He was about to bow and thank him, but Zhang Xing stopped him with a look.
"Oh!
Understood! "
First Saint immediately understood what Zhang Xing meant.
Laughing heartily, Zhang Xuan turned to look at his surroundings.
"Hey!
You guys … you don't have to be so courteous. How can your elders endure this?!
Get up! "
Seeing the Totem Clan kneeling, First Saint knew what was going on.
However, he still deliberately raised his hands and spoke with the attitude of a senior.
Le Tu and the others were angry, but they thought about it and did not act out.
This kid was trying to take advantage of them. They could ignore him.
It was more important to get down to business.
Two of them are about as strong as me. As long as I can defeat one of them, it will be fine.
Win one round and lose one round. The key will be in the third round.
His gaze swept across King Behemoth and the others.
He nodded confidently.
They were no match for Elder Narenba.
"Hmph!
You guys have made quite a scene, but we don't know how strong you guys are.
Let's not waste any more time. Let's begin!
The second round will be between me, Narenba, and Ginger.
Who wants to go first? "
Elder Le Tu stood up and spoke.
Jin Bao and First Saint looked at Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing nodded at First Saint.
Currently, First Saint was the strongest among the three of them.
He had just advanced and needed to vent his power.
He would be the one to measure the strength of these elders. No!
It should be to see what kind of monster they could summon!
"It's him!"
Elder Le Tu's heart trembled.
It seemed difficult to win against this blue-faced orc.
But he could not give up.
"Ginger, you go. Do your best!"
Jinjile's face was engraved with a golden totem that looked like two bull horns.
He nodded his head and strode to the center of the arena.
He didn't waste any more words with Saint One. His hands shook.
Immediately, he made a series of complicated hand gestures.
That speed was so fast that not many people could see it clearly.
At the same time, he was mumbling in a strange voice that no one could understand.
The clouds that had just dispersed in the sky quickly gathered together again.
However, an evil wind blew and blood filled the air!
The gloomy blood-red clouds slowly formed a huge whirlpool.
The whirlpool spun faster and faster, as if the entire sky was spinning.
No one could look straight at it!
Then!
A terrifying pressure emanated from the vortex.
Suddenly!
A blood-red shadow spun and shot down from the sky!
Its speed was no less than that of a missile.
Before the shadow landed on the ground, the smell of blood rushed to his face.
It caused one's internal organs to churn, and one could not help but feel like vomiting.
Whoosh!
Fifty meters away from Jin Jilie's head, the blood-colored shadow stopped.
"Who summoned me?"
Everyone was surprised when they heard the stiff language of the Black Tortoise continent.
However, their attention was taken aback by the appearance of the person who had just arrived.
It had a blood-red face, two curved horns on its head, and a golden ring tied to its nostrils.
Two fangs that were about a foot long were exposed in its mouth.
It was about six meters tall, and its blood-red cloak fluttered in the wind. It held a long scythe that reached its head.
As it spoke, its two hanging eyes shot a vicious gaze at Jin Jilie.