Peerless God Emperor

The previous time, the first person had exceeded everyone's expectations. He was a person with profound strength, but he was peerless in his generation, and it was said that the Six-winged Purple Golden Roc Clan and the Tenth Princess were suppressed by him. Peng Jing had even been forced to self-destruct, and this matter had now spread throughout the Sky-Looking Place.    

But this time, Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan made a comeback, wanting to regain their prestige, not knowing what the result would be.    

After many people learned of this, they all came over to spectate and witness the final result.    

If they were to still be defeated this time, it would damage the prestige of the Six-winged Purple Golden Roc Clan, and they would definitely not have the face to continue staying in the Sky-Looking Place.    

"BOOM!" A voice came out, the Fantasy Killing Field's door opened, and a figure flew out.    

The hearts of the crowd trembled when they saw the silhouette of that young man. It was none other than Mu Li!    

Before they could even react, several other figures emerged from within the Fantasy Killing Field. Furthermore, they seemed to have been blasted out as their expressions were extremely miserable. Their eyes revealed deep fear, as though they had encountered an extremely terrifying thing.    

"What happened?" The gazes of the crowd were fixated on these figures. They vaguely felt that something was amiss. Normally, the last few would all be separated from each other. However, if these few individuals came out at the same time, there was only one possibility.    

Who could have such terrifying ability?    

Mu Li and the rest were all at Emperor, and were quite famous amongst the young generation of Roc Domain. They weren't ordinary people.    

"Could it be …" Many people's expressions froze, their eyes filled with disbelief. Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan still had not come out, the ones who attacked were most likely them!    

"It seems like they are determined to get first place!" Someone whispered.    

"After being humiliated like that last time, how could they tolerate it? It's within reason that they would rise to power now!"    

"If Peng Jing's strength is much higher than Mu Li's, then what is the level of the person who took first place last time?" All of a sudden, a voice rang out from the crowd, causing the atmosphere to turn silent.    

Many people were lost in their thoughts, unable to answer.    

That's right, how did that talented person from the Sixth Level of Origin Emperor Stage realm obtain first place?    

Even if he was to use Peng Yuxuan as a threat to force Peng Jing, if his own strength wasn't strong enough, he still wouldn't have the chance.    

Following that, another two figures were blasted out. Their faces were extremely pale and their eyes were filled with fear. They looked deeply in the direction of the Fantasy Killing Field and then left.    

"Only four are left." One of them said: "Other than Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan, there are still two more spots. I wonder which two they will be."    

"Those two should be the He Clan's Duo Prides of the Wind Roc Clan. Previously, I saw with my own eyes that they stood together with Peng Jing, and should be on the same side.    

Just as the crowd was discussing, a ripple appeared in the air as two silhouettes walked out. The two of them had indifferent expressions, yet there was a hint of pride on their faces as they surveyed their surroundings, walking towards the crowd.    

At this moment, the gazes of the crowd were all riveted onto the two of them. Indeed, that person's words had hit the mark on them. It was the He Clan's Duo Prides.    

Had they already chosen to follow Peng Jing?    

With regards to their choice, many people could understand it. Although the Wind Roc Clan also had some background, compared to the Six-winged Purple Golden Roc Clan, they were just a little bit weaker. In order to have a better future, they had no qualms about giving their lives to others.    

He Jiong and He Xuan stood at the front of the crowd, and when they felt the gazes that shot over from all directions, they couldn't help but feel a strong sense of pride and pride.    

In those gazes, they felt a sense of respect and reverence. This was an unprecedented feeling, although they were also worshipped by people in the past, their innate gifts were all inferior to theirs, and the people in front of them, who came from the various Demon Clan s, had a huge difference in status.    

He Xuan's face blossomed into a brilliant smile, and his eyes shone with a confident light.    

Although he had borrowed Peng Jing's strength, this honor truly belonged to him. From today onwards, he would embark on an incomparably glorious path, and become the pride of the Wind Roc Clan!    

Ripples were emitted from the space once again. This time around, it was a beautiful lady wearing a red dress with a beauty that could topple empires. Her soft eyes contained an innate pride and respect, as though she was the most extraordinary existence in the world.    

After Peng Yuxuan had broken through, her strength had greatly increased. Now, her true combat power was already comparable to some heaven's pride level experts at the ninth level of Origin Emperor.    

Peng Yuxuan's beautiful eyes swept across the people around her, and the arrogance in her eyes was hard to conceal. This time, she had defeated several people at the ninth level of the Origin Emperor, proving her true strength.    

"Yu Xuan." An extremely gentle voice came from behind, an extremely extraordinary figure walked out from the Fantasy Killing Field s door, the purplish gold robes gave off a sense of elegance, giving off a feeling of superiority, he was Peng Jing.    

This voice immediately attracted the attention of the crowd. At this moment, everyone was staring at Peng Jing, and their hearts were not at ease.    

Peng Jing was the last to walk out, which meant that he was the champion of the Fantasy Killing Field competition!    

This was the first time Peng Jing did not even manage to enter the top ten, but this time, he had made a comeback, and truly revealed his own brilliance. Furthermore, he revealed his extremely strong governing body, and with his cultivation in Eighth Level of Origin Emperor Stage, he swept across the entire audience.    

Although it wasn't as exaggerated as the previous person, it was already quite good to be able to do this much.    

"Brother." Peng Yuxuan turned back to glance at Peng Jing, and smiled sweetly.    

"Your performance this time is not bad. You must always remember one thing, you are of the saint's bloodline. You are born extraordinary, and are definitely not someone of the same generation. When you shine, they will only have the qualifications to look up to you!"    

Peng Jing said haughtily as he looked at Peng Yuxuan, his eyes revealing an imposing aura that looked down upon the world. His tone was incomparably haughty, as if he was the only one who held authority over the entire world.    

Peng Jing's voice was not deliberately lowered, causing everyone present to hear him loud and clear. Many people's faces couldn't help but turn ugly, was he saying these words to them?    

The prince of Six-winged Purple Golden Roc Clan was truly proud!    

"Yeah, I know." Peng Yuxuan lightly nodded her head, as her beautiful eyes turned towards the direction of the Fantasy Killing Field, but an unbridled and arrogant figure uncontrollably surfaced in her mind. She would never be able to forget what happened that day within the Fantasy Killing Field.    

Her golden body had been consecutively defeated by eight people. And yet, that person had simply watched from the side as she was humiliated. This revenge … she would take it all in her lifetime!    

Peng Jing looked at He Jiong, and said: "Go back first, if there is anything else, I will send someone to summon you."    

"Yes." He Jiong cupped his fists and said, and then looked at He Xuan: "Let's go."    

The gazes of many people were fixated on the backs of He Jiong and He Xuan as they left, and their hearts were at a loss for words. Had they already completely become Peng Jing's subordinates?    

At this time, a few figures walked out from the crowd, directly arriving beside Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan, and the one in the lead was Cen Hao.    

"Congratulations to Ninth Prince and the Tenth Princess for achieving their wish!" Cen Hao looked at the two of them and laughed.    

"Elder Cen, is that kid still around?" Peng Jing suddenly thought of something and asked.    

"Yes, he has always been under guard. There hasn't been any problems." Cen Hao nodded, as if he had guessed something, and asked probingly: "Does Ninth Prince plan to use him?"    

"Yes." A cold glint flashed across Peng Jing's eyes, and he said solemnly: "There's no rush, wait for me to return first, then I will arrange for the details."    

Cen Hao slightly nodded his head, this matter could indeed not be done rashly, after all, that person had already entered Qian Xuetingjun's line of sight, if they were to make a move on him in the Sky-Looking Place, Qian Xuetingjun would definitely be angry.    

...    

Another three days had passed and on this day, the Sky-Looking Place would project the appearances of the top ten Fantasy Killing Field s, allowing everyone in the Sky-Looking Place to witness this glory.    

Many commoners of Donghua City were there, purposely here to watch.    

Last time, the first person of Fantasy Killing Field was unknown, but before this, no one had heard of it, so it created a miracle with its own hands. He became the first person in history with the lowest cultivation realm, and no one knew if a miracle would happen again.    

Very quickly, the portraits of the top ten people appeared on the Sky-Looking Place one by one. Each of their portraits released a resplendent light, as though they were high gods, and were revered by countless people.    

This time, the first place winner will be Six-winged Purple Golden Roc Clan's Peng Jing, the ninth son of Great Roc Sage with extraordinary talent, and the second place candidate will be the Tenth Princess, Peng Yuxuan. Someone in the crowd spoke up, his tone revealing a hint of admiration.    

"They took over the top two, raising the prestige of the Six-winged Purple Golden Roc Clan, it can be said that they have wiped away their previous shame!" Another person laughed.    

Many people nodded in agreement, they could not use a moment of failure to call a hero. Although the previous time Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan had lost a little miserably, this time, it was exceptionally dazzling, enough to make up for the previous time's flaws.    

"The son of a saint is only mediocre." At this moment, an extremely indifferent voice was heard from a certain direction.