Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter five hundred and eighty first difficult assessment

"Who will come up next time?"

The saint smiled slightly, and said to everyone in the audience, her beautiful face was calm, as if what happened just now did not cause her the slightest pressure.

"I come!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

I saw a figure walking out of the crowd.

This man was a big man with a thick back and a waist, probably two meters tall, and he exuded a fierce aura. And the moment he walked out, there was a "crackling" sound from his body, and immediately after that, he was directly transformed into the appearance of a monster.

It's an elephant!

"Pang Long of the Elephant Clan!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Pang Long is the number one genius of the Elephant Clan. If he is, he should be within ten meters of the saint, right?"

"It is said that Pang Long's cultivation has reached the seventh heaven of Martial Venerable Realm... If he can advance this time and enter the Ancestral Pool, he should be able to directly step into the Martial Emperor Realm!"

"Xiang Clan, there is another strong man in the Martial Emperor Realm!"

Everyone said one after another.

Yang Chen also took a look at him.

This person is very smart. After seeing that person just now, he immediately transformed his form into a monster form, also in order to better display his strength!

Taking a look at Pang Long, the saint nodded.

That huge aura also permeated from her body...

Layer after layer!

It's like the ocean!

Everyone felt the suffocation again!

Pang Long took a deep breath, took steps, and ran towards the saint with his huge body.

Bang bang bang...!

Every step is shaking the earth!

The whole square seemed to tremble.

One hundred meters!

Sixty meters!

Thirty meters!

Pang Long's speed was very fast, several times faster than that person just now!

In almost an instant, Pang Long was about 30 meters closer to the saint.

Everyone's breathing froze.

But at this moment...

I saw that Pang Long, who was still in power just now, stopped suddenly, and his body trembled slightly. His face suddenly became ugly, his huge body was also bent a little, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, as if he was under some great pressure.

His legs began to tremble violently.

"Stop?"

Seeing this scene, everyone took a breath.

The saint smiled and said, "What's the matter, Pang Long? Why didn't you move on?"

Pang Long gritted his teeth and raised his legs, as if he wanted to try to take a step.

The raised leg trembled slightly in the air.

He spent a lot of energy and finally took this step.

boom!

As the foot landed, a huge deep pit was suddenly stepped on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the Demon Emperor also showed a meaningful smile.

Within a range of 30 meters is the range of blood coercion. Pang Long should have felt the blood coercion of the saint at this moment.

Pang Long snorted coldly, took out a pill from his bosom, and stuffed it directly into his mouth. A momentum also swept out from his body, and under this momentum, Pang Long's body immediately straightened up.

The resistance pressing on him suddenly disappeared a lot.

Taking advantage of this momentum, Pang Long let out a low growl, and rushed towards the saint with a bang bang bang.

Thirty meters!

Twenty meters!

Fifteen meters!

In the blink of an eye, Pang Long stepped fifteen meters away again!

And he was only fifteen meters away from the saint's body!

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts were tugged.

fifteen meters...

Although it is short, but under the pressure of the blood, it is like a hundred and eight thousand miles!

Pang Long supported his knees with his hands, panting violently.

If the pressure gap between 100 meters and 30 meters is heaven and earth, then the gap between 30 meters and 15 meters is another sky and earth!

His skin was covered with bright red blood. Under this coercion, his bones seemed to be broken, and he kept making "creaking" sounds.

finally……

When Pang Long was about thirteen meters away from the saint, a burst of energy that was so huge that it could not be added suddenly swept over, and Pang Long was directly blown away. The other party let out a scream of "ah", and flew upside down, and fell heavily in the distance, life and death unknown.

Seeing this scene, everyone took a breath.

Failed!

Another one failed!

A little disappointment also flashed in the eyes of the saintess and the demon emperor.

"Next, who else is coming?" The saint asked lightly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other.

Hesitation was seen in each other's eyes.

Some people even flinched in their eyes.

This blood coercion can cause harm to people. If it passes, it's fine. If it doesn't pass, I'm afraid it will be like this Pang Long, hurting his muscles and bones.

And just when everyone hesitated.

A figure came out slowly.

This person was dressed in a golden robe, handsome and handsome, with a firm look in his eyes.

"My king is here!"

The prince snorted coldly and said confidently.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes were attracted, and there was a look of expectation on their faces.

"The prince is on stage!"

"The prince is the first genius in the imperial court, I wonder if he can pass smoothly..."

The Demon Emperor glanced at his son, and there was a little look of anticipation on his indifferent face.

The prince has always been his favorite child!

Seeing the prince walking out, the saint nodded, and the momentum exuded again.

Go towards the prince on the opposite side in awe!

Feeling this aura, the prince squinted his eyes, his whole body was shaken, and an aura emanated from his body. The cultivation base of the sixth heaven of Wu Zunjing is undoubtedly revealed, this aura is intertwined with the aura of the saint, colliding constantly!

The prince actually wanted to use his aura to forcefully contend with the saint!

soon……

He was about fifty meters close to the saint.

At a distance of fifty meters, the prince slowly released the totem of the royal family, and with the power of the totem, he approached the saint again by thirty meters!

At this moment, there is only a distance of 20 meters between him and the saint!

The coercion of that bloodline also reached its peak at this moment!

It can be seen that the prince's face is quite ugly at this moment. He took out a compass-like thing from the storage bag, and quickly fiddled with it a few times with his right hand. Immediately afterwards, there was a "buzz", and the compass shook slightly, and an inexplicable spiritual power gushed out.

In front of the prince, it turned into a golden barrier!

"Huh?"

The saint was slightly taken aback, a little surprised.

She found that under this golden barrier, her breath couldn't penetrate at all.

This barrier is like a high wall, tightly protecting the prince behind. So that the opponent didn't feel too much blood coercion at this moment.

"Is this a high-grade magic weapon?"

"I didn't expect the prince to even have a high-grade magic weapon... People from the royal family are really rich and powerful!"

Everyone murmured and looked at the compass with envy in their eyes.

And when everyone was envious, the prince was getting closer and closer to the saint...

Twenty meters!

Fifteen meters!

Fourteen meters!

...

Ten meters!

boom!

Just as the crown prince stepped within a range of ten meters, the compass in his hand was suddenly covered with cracks, and immediately after hearing a "bang", the compass burst open and turned into countless fragments.

It became a pile of scrap iron.