Peerless God Emperor

As the sound of his voice faded, the entire space turned silent. Many people looked at each other, not daring to speak.    

They all knew Beize Tianpeng's personality. If anyone dared to go against his will, the consequences would be unimaginable. Naturally, not everyone dared to provoke this fiend.    

"Of course not." Qi Luo replied calmly, his tone extremely flat, without any ripples, as though he was only talking to an ordinary person.    

"Why not?" Beize Tianpeng's gaze instantly locked onto Qi Luo's body, a faint cold light shot out, directly entering Qi Luo's eyes, in that moment, a peerless pressure enveloped Qi Luo's heart, the pressure coming from the upper echelon, as though there was a firmament pressing down, wanting to suppress his heart, and force him to submit.    

In that moment, Qi Luo felt difficulty breathing, and his body started to tremble slightly. In his heart, there was a voice that was constantly shaking his dao heart, wanting him to kneel before it, as if he was not facing someone of the same generation, but a king who was too high up in the sky, an existence that he could not climb over.    

"No, I am the holy son of the Green-Gold Eyed Beast, how can I submit to others so easily!" A trace of arrogance flashed across Qi Luo's face as he roared in his heart.    

Abruptly, an incomparably strong demonic qi was released from his body, forcefully expelling Beize Tianpeng's will out of his body. He looked at Beize Tianpeng without weakness, and said haughtily: "When I speak, I never need a reason."    

Boom!    

Qi Luo's words were like a clap of thunder, rumbling and exploding in everyone's minds. At that moment, everyone turned to look at Qi Luo, their gazes filled with disbelief.    

After all, they had never seen anyone who dared to refute Beize Tianpeng in front of his face before.    

Compared to the shock in the hearts of the others, Tai Long and the rest did not have much of a reaction, as though this was not anything extraordinary. In their hearts, Qi Luo was not much weaker than Beize Tianpeng, and Beize Tianpeng was strong, but how could Qi Luo be weak?    

"This guy is very interesting. His personality is very similar to mine." The expression in Yang Yunhui's eyes had a subtle change. Originally, Qi Luo did not enter his line of sight, but Qi Luo's previous actions had caused him to change his view once more.    

Mo Lishang's lips curled up, and a faint smile appeared on his thousand-year-old face. He stared at Qi Luo and slowly said: "He is actually born with a free and easy character, but it is only when he touches the pride in his heart that he will display such arrogance."    

Just then, Qin Wushuang spoke to Beize Tianpeng: Brother Bei Ze, you invited us here today for the decisive battle, but now that everyone is here, I wonder what you are thinking?    

The others also looked at Bei Ze Sky, only to see Beize Tianpeng saying indifferently: "Very simple, you can choose your opponent to fight at will, no limit on the number of times, but you cannot continuously challenge them."    

As the sound of his voice faded, silence descended on the area once again. The gazes of the other Heaven Chosen flickered. If they were to choose a random opponent to fight, the first to be eliminated would probably be the weaklings.    

"Who's going first?" Beize Tianpeng's gaze swept across everyone one by one, and many people could not help but lower their heads. Who would dare to take the initiative and challenge them, if they lost, wouldn't that mean they were digging their own graves?    

"Allow me." As the domineering voice sounded, the gazes of everyone present couldn't help but freeze. Yang Yunhui stood up, his gaze shooting straight towards Qi Luo as he spoke, "Come out."    

It was a simple and straightforward word, but it revealed an unquestionable meaning. It gave off a sense of oppression, as if those words were spoken to them.    

Qin Wushuang smiled, only to see him looking at Yang Yunhui, and said: "Seems like Brother Yang is still insisting on going against this one, but your and my strength is not too far apart, this battle is meaningless, why not stay in the competition until it's over, and eliminate the weaklings first, this will guarantee the fairness of the competition, what do you think, Brother Yang?"    

Yang Yunhui revealed a pondering expression, looked at Mo Lishang beside him, and said softly: "Just follow your heart, if you really want to fight him, then you don't have to worry about other things."    

Many people had different expressions, there were some traces of worry in their eyes, the weaker ones were even more terrified, Qin Wushuang was too scheming, his gaze was always on them, and did not let them have any chance of survival.    

"Do we fight or not?" Beize Tianpeng asked again, his tone extremely direct.    

Yang Yunhui raised his head, casually glanced at Qin Wushuang, and said: "Today, I will let you go. On the day of the finals, I will definitely take revenge for my past."    

"I will accompany you to the end. At that time, I hope Brother Yang will show mercy." Qin Wushuang cupped his fists, a profound look flashed past his eyes, and then he looked at Ao Kun indifferently. It was extremely cold, causing Ao Kun's heart to tremble violently.    

"Is there anyone else who wants to fight? If no one comes out, then I'll have to choose a contestant to fight with." Beize Tianpeng said indifferently, causing everyone's expression to change, waves of shock churning through their hearts. If Beize Tianpeng were to fight, it was likely that very few people would be able to survive.    

"I will fight." Qi Luo suddenly shouted, and his figure flew up, his clothes fluttering in the air, looking relaxed and at ease. What surprised everyone, was that Qi Luo's gaze, was also on Qin Wushuang!    

"If you don't come out yourself, do you want me to invite you out?" Qi Luo stood with his hands behind his back, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, as though he was saying some extremely ordinary words, yet these words, made many people's hearts jump, it seemed like Qin Wushuang would not escape a fight today.    

"Humph, let's see how long you can last!" Seeing that Qi Luo had walked out to challenge Qi Luo, Ao Kun was ecstatic. However, his face showed no signs of abnormal, he was extremely calm, as if he did not care at all.    

Seeming to have seen through Qi Luo's determination, Qin Wushuang did not say much and slowly stood up. Her expression was evidently rather heavy and she let out a calm voice: "There really is someone who should withdraw between us."    

Qi Luo's expression remained calm, but right after, his body released a bright golden light, and a powerful aura surged out, as though he had transformed into a primordial beast. In that moment, the Spirit Demon Qi shook the air, the Spirit Demon Qi in the air surged, and even the Spirit Demon beings of the Heaven and Earth felt like they were being pushed down by the Demonic Beast, oppressing down on Qin Wushuang.    

"The divine ability of the demon." Surprise appeared on the faces of many of the heaven's pride experts. It seemed that Qi Luo had also cultivated a demonic technique in the Profound Spirit World, and it was rather powerful.    

"Die."    

Qi Luo slowly walked up, her long hair dancing in the wind. She looked elegant and mighty as she bathed in the Golden Light, her body gradually becoming blurry, as though she had merged with the Demonic Beast bit by bit. As for the prehistoric beast's aura, it was also rising rapidly, as though there was no limit.    

"I would quite like to see how powerful your body is." Qin Wushuang revealed a disdainful smile, he had not wasted his time in Profound Spirit World, and had learnt many supernatural powers that he had not cultivated before. Now, his close-combat killing technique was much stronger than before.    

Qin Wushuang took a step forward, his eyes abruptly turning fiend-like as a demonic light gleamed in his eyes.    

"It's actually also a demonic ability! What's going on, Qin Wushuang is also cultivating in this demonic ability!" Everyone was shocked. Everyone knew that Qin Wushuang was an expert in the zither technique, but no one had expected that he would also go cultivate his demonic abilities.    

After seeing the shock in everyone's eyes, Qin Wushuang's lips raised into a smile. The Profound Spirit World was indeed a magical place with many divine abilities. Originally, his close combat capabilities were extremely weak, but after cultivating the demonic abilities, he was not afraid of anyone.    

Seeing that Qin Wushuang had released his demonic Qi, Qi Luo's face also revealed a flash of astonishment, but very quickly he revealed a look of disdain, and said indifferently: "It's just a disciple with such form, do you really think that you can hold against me in close combat?"    

"Then let's give it a try." Qin Wushuang muttered, his eyes flashing with a trace of madness, he instantly activated the Genuine Essence s in his body, and with the release of the Dragon's Roar, it was as though a golden dragon flew out from Qin Wushuang's body, soaring into the sky.    

Qi Luo's gaze grew serious. It was actually the power of a dragon, he could faintly feel that the blood in his body was restless, as if it was going to burst out of his body. This was the wild desire of a demon. "Yes."    

Boom!    

With a loud rumbling sound, Qi Luo stepped forward, and following his footsteps, the great prehistoric beast behind him also moved. The space around them trembled violently, as though it was going to explode, and a terrifying demonic light blossomed behind him, sweeping across the area.    

"Kill!"    

Boundless amounts of demonic qi gushed out, the prehistoric beast lifted its right palm and slammed it down towards the golden dragon. The distance between the two of them seemed to be extremely far, yet that palm strike directly landed on the golden dragon's head and ruthlessly slammed onto its gigantic body.    

Like a torrent of ferocious beasts, they desired to tear apart the golden dragon's body and destroy its everything. Under the pressure of the huge palm, the golden dragon's body rapidly descended, releasing a tragic wailing sound, as though it was enduring a great pain.    

Qi Luo was too berserk, this kind of fighting style was comparable to physical battles, the moment he appeared he unleashed the most tyrannical attack, making it so that no one could resist him.    

At this moment, Beize Tianpeng frowned, there was displeasure on his face, this kind of situation, it seemed like he was not willing to see it happen.    

"Just use your original ability. Otherwise, you won't even have the chance to fight back." The prehistoric beast looked at Qin Wushuang and spat out a low and hoarse voice.    

At this moment, Qi Luo and the prehistoric Demonic Beast fused together, their auras completely merged. Qi Luo seemed to have turned into a real ancient beast, violent and tyrannical, possessing a terrifying destructive power that swept through everything.