Chapter 1804 (1/2)

All the people also stare at the number in the hands of the evil God Emperor Zifeng, especially in the palace of the evil god.

Number nine!

When they saw that the number in the hands of the evil God Emperor Fengchan was No. 9, not No. 8, all the people in the palace of the evil god obviously breathed a sigh of atmosphere.

Buddha bless!

Even the evil god, Emperor Zifeng, almost stopped his heart and his palms were cold sweated. Fortunately, it's just a little bit close to the eighth!

Seeing that the number in his hand was not number eight, he had a sense of survival.

Even though he can't get the bottom of the game, even if he can't get the bottom of his hand.

Even LAN Tailong was blasted by Huang Xiaolong's two fists. He was afraid that it was also the problem of two fists.

At this time, all of a sudden, people burst into an uproar. The evil God Emperor Zi was surprised to find that Li Junhua was holding another No. 8 in Hongmeng palace not far away.

This time, it was Li Junhua, the emperor of Hongmeng, who won the eighth prize with Huang Xiaolong.

Draw the number, open that moment, Li Junhua saw the number, his face changed and changed, holding the number of hands shaking.

If before the battle of the top 100, even if Huang Xiaolong won the first place in the preliminary contest, he still felt sure that he would fight with Huang Xiaolong. However, just after watching the fight between Huang Xiaolong and Lantai dragon, he gave him 10000 confidence, and he did not dare to imagine that he could defeat Huang Xiaolong.

In the preliminary match, most of the top ten disciples left their cards to some extent. Li Junhua also kept his cards. However, even if he played all his cards, he could not be the opponent of LAN Tailong, who had the will of the bright founder spirit.

With No. 8 number, Li Junhua returned to the No. 1 area with an air of lost soul.

Seeing this, Han Qing angrily rebuked: ”you are the most powerful and talented disciple of Hongmeng emperor palace in this battle of heaven. You represent our Hongmeng palace. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of a mere Huang Xiaolong?! Does Huang Xiaolong dare to kill you? ”

Li Junhua lowered his head and did not open his mouth.

”Even if Huang Xiaolong can kill Lantai dragon, it does not mean that he will never die, does not mean that no one can kill him.” At this time, Han Qing sneered.

Li Junhua was stunned and didn't understand Han Qing's meaning.

At this time, Han Qing took a thing out.

The object in her hand was round, somewhat like a ball, only half the size of a fist. It was covered with black and unsmooth runes. On the surface, there was nothing strange about it.

But when Zhang Renjie, the ancestor of Hongmeng palace, saw this, his face changed greatly: ”Han Qing, do you want to give it to Junhua?”

The other ancestors of hongmengdi palace may not know the horror of this object, but he knows that this bead was obtained by him and Han Qing when they entered the devil's abyss.

He didn't know what the bead was, but they had used it before, so they knew the power of the bead.

The bead itself contains a terrible chaotic thunder pool. Once the rune on the bead is activated, the bead will explode like a huge chaotic thunder pool, which is enough to destroy everything.

Don't mention Huang Xiaolong. Even the top ten of the great emperor, I'm afraid that they can be blown to pieces without hair left.

Han Qing is sneering: ”if Huang Xiaolong can die on this thing, pour also its place, this bead, I have not been willing to use.”

Zhang Renjie's face changed: ”no!”

Han Qing said coldly, ”Zhang Renjie, don't forget your identity. You are the ancestor of Hongmeng palace now. You should think about Hongmeng palace. Don't you help Li Junhua, but help Huang Xiaolong instead?”