That is someone who can become a half-step quasi-emperor.

Even in this prosperous age where geniuses gather, there are not many people who can become half-step quasi-emperors.

In the past, Meng Tianheng was a peerless genius who could dominate an era.

Now he is dead like this.

The leader of the Dream Clan simply couldn't accept it.

"What can't you accept? You Meng tribe have killed so many aspiring young people. It's just Meng Tianheng who died. Hmm, he deserves it."

Xue Linglong said sarcastically.

Everyone in the Dragon Temple stared angrily at Xue Linglong.

But Xue Linglong didn't care.

The Dragon God Emperor's hand seemed to tremble slightly.

It seemed that Meng Tianheng's death did make him a little uneasy.

No matter how calm he is.

A future half-step quasi-emperor, who might even be able to break through the existence of a quasi-emperor, died just like that.

It's impossible for him to remain indifferent.

"Hahaha, what a boy, so awesome. I like such awesome dolls."

The Great Emperor of Beasts laughed.

The voice was extremely rough, like thunder, and many people around him couldn't bear it and vomited blood.

It's terrible, this is the strength of a true quasi-emperor.

It's really amazing.

"I like it too. If I could have a child with him, it might be great, hehe."

White Bone Lady Bai Youyou also smiled.

That voice was like a ghostly voice, making countless people's souls feel as if they were about to be extinguished.

These quasi-emperors are too scary.

It's simply too scary.

Ling Xiao, who was on battlefield No. 10, couldn't help but shudder.

Do not you know why.

But at this time, he had already begun to swallow Meng Tianheng's energy essence.

He had already devoured many warriors of this level, so he was not surprised.

However, the combination of Meng Tianheng and Yu Xiang still improved his cultivation level, reaching the eighth level of minor achievement.

Meng Tianheng's shadow of God is thirty meters long.

After Ling Xiao's God's Shadow swallowed it, the God's Shadow suddenly rose to 160 meters.

Shadow of the Eight-Winged God.

Even the shadow of the god had a strange luster on it.

It is obviously completely different from other people's shadows of God.

The few warriors who had besieged Taiyuan Bingchen were frightened.

Ling Xiao even killed Meng Tianheng.

They are nothing.

You know, on battlefield No. 10, Meng Tianheng is the absolute king.

No one can be stronger than him.

"We admit defeat, we admit defeat!"

Even without Ling Xiao's words, they rushed to admit defeat.

There are eight people in total, and each person's shadow is about six or seven meters.

Added up, the total is fifty-two meters.

All integrated into Ling Xiao's divine shadow.
Chapter completed!