The Heaven’s Jailer

"The **** king, the **** king, whether it is the martial **** king or the magic **** king, if you add the **** word, you can no longer judge by the mind of a mortal."

Countless people at the scene secretly sighed.

Previously, their judgments on Liu Lang followed their judgments on the skill refiners. In their view, the god-level skill refiners compared to the heavenly-level skill refiners and the earth-level skill refiners are just quantitative changes, and they still have to be in the end. Operate within the framework of the master craftsman.

But reality gave them a resounding slap.

Obviously, when the skill refiner reaches the **** realm, it is no longer a heavenly rank, and the ground rank is comparable, and the two sides are real qualitative changes.

At this moment, even Luo Fengnian was shocked.

He could clearly feel how terrifying the formations that Liu Lang had portrayed between waving his hands.

That is the real power of the gods.

A divine king like him, facing such a force, working with all his strength, may be able to break through, but the process of breaking through will never be easy.

Of course, Liu Lang's arrangement of such a formation was not to trap him, but to prevent him from fighting with Song Yide, and the aftermath caused by it would hurt the crowd watching the battle.

Luo Fengnian knew this very well.

"It's really unnecessary to fight again."

Luo Fengnian had to recognize such a reality.

What if he overpowered Song Yide?

Under Liu Lang's blessing, the overall strength of the Yu clan has surpassed the Luo clan by a large margin. It is simply impossible for the Luo clan to be equal to the Yu clan in the new major alliance.

But the battlefield is ready, I am really sorry for the audience not to fight.

"Then go ahead!"

The result of the fight is no longer important, and Luo Fengnian has become more relaxed.

"Master Yide, please!"

"Master Harvest, please!"

After a brief courtesy, the two gods finally started.

Since they don't have to worry about hurting others, the two do their best.

"Is this the **** king?"

A second ago, the audience whose attention was still on Liu Lang immediately shifted their attention to the center of the venue.

Originally thought that they could watch the unusually rare match in their lives, but after gathering their eyesight, they discovered that the law between gods and kings was not something they could snoop.

The movements of Luo Fengnian and Song Yide were too fast.

It's too fast to capture.

Maybe, there are thousands, tens of thousands of rounds in one second.

"No wonder that throughout the ages, the **** king has been called a big killer."

When many spectators, especially those in the Peak Realm of the Holy Lord, put themselves in the center of the venue, suddenly they understood why the top powerhouses would not easily start a full-scale war during the ten thousand race for hegemony.

Because, in front of the **** king, the holy realm is almost like ants. No matter how large the number is, it will not help. Once a full-scale war is launched, the most likely result will be the holy realm of the two top powerful clans, the cultivators of the fairyland, will be slaughtered clean, and finally , There are only a few polished kings left.

Recognizing this, everyone began to rejoice.

Fortunately, the Yu and Luo tribes have maintained their rationality and adopted the most gentle way of fighting. They really want to fight in groups. They are afraid that they are all cannon fodder.

At this moment, Luo Fengnian and Song Yide in the field suddenly separated.

"How can you be so strong?"

Luo Fengnian's mouth dripped with blood, and his eyes were full of incredible.

Of course, what is even more unbelievable is the onlookers.

"Luo Fengnian actually lost?"

Although no one fell, but depending on the situation, it is also known that Song Yide, the elder of the Yu clan, completely suppressed Luo Fengnian, the supreme elder of the Luo clan.

Luo Feng has been promoted to God King for more than 200,000 years, while Song Yide has been promoted to God King for no more than 20 years.

It stands to reason that Song Yide is still in the stage of solidification.

If the two want to fight, Luo Fengnian should have a huge advantage, but the result is completely opposite.

"Strong?"

Looking at Luo Fengnian on the opposite side, and then at his own hands, Song Yide himself felt that the result was incredible.

This was Song Yide's first shot since he was promoted to the King of Gods. Before that, he didn't know what his combat power was.

I don't even know, compared with other **** kings, it is up or down.

"Isn't it strong?"

Luo Fengnian asked rhetorically.

Although he has never played against the King of the Golden Race and the Demon Race, Luo Fengnian is confident and fights with it. There is no difference between victory and defeat in three or five days.

However, here in Song Yide, the car overturned directly.

The reason for all this is naturally Song Yide's practice.

Just like Song Shuang and other late holy masters, who can overcome the peak of the holy masters of the Luo tribe, they are both in the early stage of the **** king, and Song Yide's combat power is much higher than that of the ordinary **** king.

Even Song Yide's own talent is very average.

Soon, Song Yide also wanted to understand this.

Before the battle with Luo Fengnian, Song Yide had no bottom.

You should know that he, with average talent, rarely wins in the same battle. As far as the Yu clan is concerned, he is not comparable to the patriarch Song Youliang and the missing Song Zhengtian.

Therefore, he is always afraid of losing this crucial game.

But the facts gave Song Yide great information.

"Do you still fight?"

Song Yide shook his fist and faced Luo Fengnian.

To be honest, he enjoys fighting a little bit now, and he only fought for one minute, Song Yide's moves didn't even use one percent.

He wanted to pass the Luofeng year to see where his limits were.

"Hit? Hit a chicken!"

Luo Fengnian directly retreated.

According to ancient records, under the suppression of the rules of the starry sky, it is very difficult for two **** kings of the same realm to decide the winner.

When the ten thousand races are fighting for hegemony, there are often two holy masters who fight for three days and three nights.

Luo Fengnian always felt that he and Song Yide had the same result.

But it turns out that he thinks too much.

If he continues to fight, he will definitely be killed.

Luo Fengnian didn't want to be the first **** king to be beaten to death after the ten thousand race for hegemony.

"Master Yide, I am not your opponent, I surrendered."

The final hole cards were also played, and there was nothing to lose. Luo Fengnian simply gave in.

"A gambling agreement between the Naruo and Yu clan?"

Song Yide asked.

"I am willing to bet and lose. Starting today, the Luo Clan joins the Yu Clan Alliance and listens to the Yu Clan's dispatch."

Luo Fengnian said without hesitation.

Previously, he relied on his identity as the King of God, and always felt that he couldn't make the breath under the fence, but now, the previous breath has completely disappeared.

Group battles are not good, heads-ups are not good, ten rounds are not good, and one round is not good. He tried almost every method, and he couldn't shake the feather clan. He was really convinced.

"Great."

Seeing that the Luo Fengnian of the God King realm was completely subdued, the senior leaders of all ethnic groups were overjoyed. The addition of the Luo family undoubtedly added a protective umbrella to them in the big alliance.

The Luo family, even though they didn't feel like it in their hearts, it was better to join the feather clan alliance than to shed blood.

Just when everyone felt that the dust had settled, Xuanji star suddenly shook violently.