Chapter 827: King
"Yeah, I really stepped on **** luck, he clearly combined the light of the gods on Yun Tianteng and Yun Tianzheng, and this is the benefit!"
"That's all about Yun Tianzheng. Yun Tianteng is an imperial disciple. The divine light behind it may exceed 20 meters, depriving one third of it. Even a useless person will have a miracle. of!"
"Cut, what you said is light. It is extremely difficult and dangerous to get the divine light from this Yun Tianzheng, let alone Yun Tianteng's body. Offending the emperor-level Yun Tianteng is simply looking for death. what!"
Opinions vary.
Yun Tianteng's face had become solemn at this time, and it was even more mixed with a trace of cold air, his eyes opened and closed, could it be with boundless killing.
Seeing his own divine light creating Qin Feng, the anger and killing intent in his heart can be imagined!
"boom!"
at last.
Following the rapid boiling of the divine light behind Qin Feng, a huge figure slowly appeared.
A phantom.
Up to ten meters!
At this moment, the lightning flashes, moving brightly on the opponent's body, as if the glorious light.
This is a phantom with vague facial features. Although you can't see the real face, you can clearly feel the powerful aura emanating from the opponent.
Holding a sword in both hands, standing in it, behind an ancient throne, looming!
This is the essence of Qin Feng Shenyao's light!
"this is……?!"
When I saw the appearance of this phantom.
Suddenly, the powerhouses at the Sect Master level couldn't help but stretch their pupils.
That ancient breath is like the king of the gods!
The powerful breath almost impacted their minds.
"What an amazing breath, what exactly has this kid evolved?"
Feeling the ancient aura exuding from the figure holding the giant sword, their hearts couldn't calm down at all.
"Will it change?"
Seeing the king-like phantom behind Qin Feng, constantly evolving and disseminating, many disciples and senior sect leaders couldn't help but move their brows slightly.
All the disciples below the king level, the light of the gods on their bodies is not enough to condense and form. Only the disciples who have reached the strength of the king level at least have the qualification and ability to evolve the light of gods behind them. It even reached this level.
"The king... this guy can actually be the king!"
Under the complex emotions of everyone.
Qin Feng's figure was immediately enveloped by a mysterious energy. In an instant, on the eighteen huge ancient thrones, one person was pushed out, and the next moment, Qin Feng's figure was already sitting on it.
King!
The latest king-level disciple!
"That is a king of Shenhuangzong!"
The disciple who was forcibly pushed out was a young man with a black aegis on his back. At this time, the opponent was full of anger, and his eyes were almost mad with unconcealed resentment.
Nine kings!
This is a matter of principle that cannot be changed.
Once a disciple's divine light has condensed and formed, and reached a certain length, he can be qualified to become a king-level disciple.
It just so happened that the disciple who carried the black shield, the light behind him was the shortest and the shortest compared to the other kings. Therefore, he was forcibly pushed out by the rules in this sacred platform!
"That person, known as the Black Shield King, is a well-known strong disciple among Shenhuang Sect. A huge shield is displayed as if a big mountain is pressing on the top. Even a strong disciple will instantly, I was blown away by that huge shield!"
