Peerless God Emperor

The crowd watched the battle atop the Battle stage with rapt attention, and their heartbeats quickened continuously. When they saw the critical moment, they could not help but let out exclamations of admiration.    

After rounds of battles, it was soon the battle for the top eight.    

Just as everyone had predicted, Mo Ling, Chi Tong and Xiao Mengli were among them.    

"The three of us shouldn't challenge each other. We can just expel the rest of them." Mo Ling looked at Chi Tong and said.    

Chi Tong and Xiao Mengli both nodded. They knew that each other's strengths were strong, so there was no need to look for trouble in this situation. As for the final ranking, desolation tower would judge it fair and square.    

When the other five heard Mo Ling's words, their faces turned ugly.    

They had thought that Mo Ling and the others would come after them, but they didn't think that Mo Ling would say it so directly, not giving them any face at all.    

"You, fight with me." Mo Ling's gaze fell on a person and she let out a floating voice.    

At this moment, Mo Ling was standing high up in the sky. Her clothes were fluttering in the wind, giving off the aura of an immortal. She was very natural and unrestrained, making people unable to open their eyes to her.    

Hearing this, that person's face slightly changed. It was obvious that he did not expect Mo Ling to appoint him as her opponent. It was as though he had already thought of this beforehand.    

This person was a disciple of the Great Sun Thunder Palace. Although his talent was not bad, he was still far off from Mo Ling. It was practically impossible for him to win.    

"What does he mean?" The Great Sun Thunder Palace Ranker frowned, slightly unhappy.    

The remaining five people were obviously not disciples of the Divine Palace, while Mo Ling did not hesitate to choose their disciples.    

Bai Renhan's eyes flashed, he vaguely guessed Mo Ling's intentions, and his expression could not help but become colder. On the surface, Mo Ling looked like she had the bearing of a celestial being, but in reality, she was just a vile villain who would take revenge.    

But since Mo Ling was free to choose who he wanted, no one else could stop her. At this point, Mo Ling could only allow him to do as he pleased.    

That person braced himself and flew up to stand on the Battle stage that belonged to Mo Ling. Looking at the latter, there was a sense of dread in his eyes.    

After all, the other party was a Saint, and a Great Saint at that. His fame was so great that no one who met him would be able to remain calm.    

Who knew that Mo Ling's next sentence would shock everyone.    

"You can go down yourself."    

The light words seemed to be spoken casually, revealing a strong sense of disdain.    

The expressions of countless people changed, their gazes all falling on Mo Ling, what enmity did this Mo Ling have with the Great Sun Thunder Palace, why did he want to slap the Great Sun Thunder Palace's face like this?    

None of the people present were fools, so they could naturally see that Mo Ling was doing this intentionally. Otherwise, as a disciple of a Divine Palace disciple, there was absolutely no need for him to humiliate his opponent like this and defeat her.    

And his actions, were completely humiliating the Great Sun Thunder Palace.    

In truth, he did not have the intention to go against this person. However, the Great Sun Thunder Palace had gone against the Three Purities Immortal Palace before, so he would naturally not give face to the Great Sun Thunder Palace. He would make the Great Sun Thunder Palace pay a heavy price.    

The Great Sun Thunder Palace disciple suddenly raised his head, his face was filled with anger, and said: "Mo Ling, you are going too far!"    

"The same thing, I don't want to say it a second time, don't give you a chance to not cherish it." Mo Ling spoke plainly. This was a warning to that person to leave without asking for trouble.    

"Ren Han, what happened?" A Great Sun Thunder Palace Ranker asked Bai Renhan.    

"In the Cang Emperor Cave, we had some conflicts with the Three Purities Immortal Palace. Mo Ling harbored hatred in her heart, and now she is taking her revenge." Bai Renhan said in a heavy voice.    

The expert's eyes immediately flashed with lightning. With incomparable majesty, he coldly snorted and said, "What a good Ink Spirit Child. This old man will remember it."    

Mo Ling's gaze turned to look in the direction of the Ice God's Palace, and laughed: "I originally thought that there would be people who would be able to enter the top eight, but unfortunately, things did not go as I wished, otherwise, I would have fought with the Heaven's Pride of the Ice God's Palace."    

The moment this was said, the crowd's expression changed once again. What did Mo Ling mean?    

Mo Lishang's expression froze. Provoke him?    

Very quickly, some of the people who had reacted quickly comprehended the meaning, and their faces immediately revealed a look of excitement. Although Mo Ling's words seemed like it was nothing, it was actually a provocation to the Ice God's Palace, a sarcastic remark that no one in the Ice God's Palace was able to make it into the top eight, otherwise, he would have challenged the people of the Ice God's Palace as his opponent.    

From this, it could be seen that Mo Ling hated Ice God's Palace even more than she hated him. It was only because there was no one left in the Ice God's Palace that she chose the Great Sun Thunder Palace.    

Speaking of which, Great Sun Thunder Palace actually helped Ice God's Palace escape this calamity, but Mo Ling's previous words had also ruthlessly humiliated Ice God's Palace.    

"If there's a chance, help me take revenge." Mo Lishang said softly as he stared coldly at Mo Ling.    

Of all of them, only Qin Xuan had entered the top three and was qualified to participate in the finals.    

"I will." Qin Xuan nodded his head gravely, even if Mo Lishang did not say it, he would not let go of the people from Three Purities Immortal Palace.    

Mo Ling stepped forward, a boundless, resplendent immortal light emitted out from his surroundings, enveloping the entire Endless Area. The space became extremely glaring, and rays of seven-coloured immortal light shot down like sharp arrows, as though there were tens of thousands of arrows shooting at the Great Sun Thunder Palace disciple.    

The disciple's heart was filled with rage. Ignoring the fact that his opponent was a Saint Child, he reached out with his hand and a huge thunder god hammer appeared in his hand.    

However, even though there were so many arrows, some of them still landed on his body, penetrating it.    

"Pfft." The disciple couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He raised his head to look at the descending arrow and immediately shouted, "I admit defeat."    

As his voice fell, a majestic Great Dao Power appeared above his head and transformed into a formless light curtain. When the arrows landed on the light curtain, they were all broken and disappeared.    

The heart that was hanging in the air above the disciple's chest finally dropped, he looked at Song Ming with a terrified face, and cupped his fists: "Thank you, senior, for your help."    

The person who had attacked just now was naturally Song Ming.    

"Since you've already admitted defeat, I can save your life." Song Ming replied indifferently, with a dull tone, as if he had done something insignificant.    

"Many thanks, Senior." The disciple bowed again to express his gratitude, but Song Ming did not reject him, and allowed him to do so.    

Mo Ling frowned, and glanced at Song Ming in displeasure. Even if that person admitted defeat, Song Ming would not intervene, and once he stood on the Battle stage, it would be a life and death battle, life and death were decided by fate.    

Whether or not to make a move, all depended on Song Ming's mood.    

However, Song Ming had attacked, it was as though she had slapped his face, after all, she had displayed her disdain towards the Great Sun Thunder Palace in front of everyone, but now Song Ming had saved the disciples of the Great Sun Thunder Palace, even if it was unintentionally, he would overthink it.    

Moreover, what kind of person was Song Ming? His every move was not a casual action, and there must be some deep meaning hidden within.    

In fact, Mo Ling's guess was not wrong. Song Ming did save the disciple intentionally to counterattack the Three Purities Immortal Palace.    

He knew that the Wasteland Lord and the Three Purities Immortal Palace did not get along well, and had once had a conflict, but because he did not want to show his face in public, he could only turn a blind eye.    

Coincidentally, when that disciple admitted defeat, he had reason to save him, which was within the limits of the rules. Even if the Three Purities Immortal Palace knew that he had been targeted, he would not be able to say anything.    

Afterwards, the eyes of the crowd landed on the other Battle stage. Every Battle stage's battle was very intense, and everyone used all their strength to release their own light, wanting to let more people see their own dazzling side. It was unknown if they had the chance to enter the top three.    

His body was filled with an incomparably tyrannical demonic aura, he had a pair of scarlet eyes and was extremely terrifying. Behind him, there was a pair of blood-colored wings spread open, and he looked as though a demon god had descended from the heavens, causing one's heart to tremble just by looking at him.    

"What kind of Demonic Beast is that? It seems very rare." Someone questioned. To his knowledge, there were no such Demonic Beast with red pupils and blood-red wings.    

It's the peerless vicious beast, the Suan Ni. This kind of Demonic Beast has existed since the ancient times and has a ruthless nature, but because its bloodline is too powerful and its race is too rare, it's hard to continue living. Right now, it's almost gone, I never thought that there would be a descendant of this kind of Demonic Beast in the Demon Domain. A person who knew the answer explained with an incredulous tone.    

When Qin Xuan heard the man's words, his eyes flashed, and he immediately transmitted to the Fen Old Master: "Fen Old Master, do you know of these Demonic Beast?"    

"What a joke. How could I not know?" The Fen Old Master said in a disdainful tone, "The Suan Ni tribe actually has many branches, the strongest one is the Three-eyed Suan Ni tribe, they have three eyes and six arms, and on their back are double wing. They can fly in the sky, and their speed is not inferior to the Golden Winged Peng, the Monarch of the Skies.    

"Does that mean that the Demonic Beast is stronger than the dragon race?" Qin Xuan opened his mouth, not daring to believe what he had heard. In his impression, the dragon race was the strongest race in the Demonic Beast Realm, even the Phoenix Clan and Peng Clan were weaker than it by a little. He never thought that this Suan Ni Clan was stronger than the dragon race.    

"That's not true." Fen Old Master shook his head and said: "There are many different branches in dragon race, some are strong, and some are ordinary. The strong dragon race are not afraid of the three-eyed Suan Ni."    

"So that's how it is." Qin Xuan suddenly realized that his thinking was narrow.    

"The biggest flaw of the Suan Ni tribe is that its reproduction ability is too weak, and it has been like this since the ancient times. As a result, there are very few Demonic Beast of that clan, and there are a few branches that have been extinct since long ago.    

The Fen Old Master slowly opened his mouth and said, "What you see before your eyes is an extremely ordinary branch of the Suan Ni race. It only inherited a portion of their innate ability, such as the double wing behind them."    

Qin Xuan thoughtfully nodded his head. Even though it was only an extremely ordinary branch, it still seemed very extraordinary at this point in time, and was one of the Eight Young Masters s.