Chapter 1289 This Beitinghuang is indeed a character!
"Are you the Turtle of the Underworld?" Ming Guang's eyes flashed a bit of horror, but also a bit of relief. No wonder Bei Tinghuang's strength can be raised from the God Rank to the Nine Swords God Rank in one fell swoop. There is such a powerful monster , "Hahaha, Beiming, you are really getting more and more useless, and you are willing to be a contracted beast of a mere **** level. How can you have the face to return to the thirty-three days?"
If the God of the Underworld Sea Turtle didn't know Bei Tinghuang's identity, he might rebel after hearing this, but now, he will never think that Bei Tinghuang is not qualified to be his master. You know, Bei Tinghuang's natal contracted beast is the Nine-Color Great Supreme, the most powerful Great Supreme in the past thirty-three days. I have to say that if the Spirit God Clan didn't use such nasty methods, they really couldn't deal with Princess Huangjiu.
Although the blood of the Underworld Turtle is absolutely against the sky, neither the Underworld Turtle nor this bright unicorn silver beast is qualified to be compared with the Nine-Color Great Supreme.
Nine-Color Supreme is the first monster in the creation of the world, and the world's monsters can only kneel and worship in front of him. Even if it's the God of the Underworld Sea Turtle and the Bright Unicorn Silver Beast, it's the same!
Being led by such a monster is the honor that almost any monster in the world wants. The Turtle of the Underworld doesn't think that he has no face to enter the thirty-three days in the future. He chuckled, of course he would not point out the identity of Beitinghuang, but despised Mingguang and his bright unicorn silver beast. Thirty-three days later, the King of Light is still worried now, so worry about your little life first!"
"No wonder he has such confidence, so he owns such a monster!" Chi Fei's eyes twitched fiercely, feeling incredible, and shook his head, "This Beitinghuang is really a character!"
As for Chi Lan, she rubbed her eyes desperately, "Am I dazzled? Why do I seem to see that unreliable but powerful tortoise that Father once said?"
Bei Tingjing and the others were staring at the sky. They didn't know the origin of the Underworld Turtle, but they could tell that this turtle was not afraid of the awesome bright unicorn silver beast. When the tortoise appeared, there was even a hint of horror in the eyes of the bright unicorn silver beast, and his heart relaxed a little.
The atmosphere on the field was on the verge of breaking out, and there was a sense of oppression before the storm. The entire long street and its surroundings were crowded with people, all of them held their breaths, more nervous than they were in the last battle, their eyes were staring at the sky, all of them were frightened.
"Do you think that you can really beat me if you have a big lord-level monster?" Ming Guang glanced at the Turtle of the Underworld contemptuously, and his mocking laughter was very piercing between heaven and earth, "If you are going to use This clumsy monster wants to defeat me, then you have miscalculated."
After Mingguang finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a ground-splitting dragon appeared at his feet. He said it was a dragon, and he lifted it up a little. Its body was covered with earthy yellow scales the size of a bowl, and it had a single horn on its head. Vicious, compared to the bright unicorn silver beast, it is as holy as an angel and as ugly as a ghost.
(end of this chapter)