Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 3216 Throne of God of War!The origin of chaos!
After the extra points match, there was another three-day rest period.

Most of the final six finalists went directly to the War God Immortal Que to practice in seclusion for the final sprint.

The ancient magic circle in the emperor-level fairy tower is extremely effective, and every day of practice is almost comparable to a year of hard work outside.

Therefore, no one wasted time, and they all practiced hard, striving to achieve further breakthroughs in the final decisive battle and reach an unprecedented peak state.

It's a pity that because Yan Jinghong belonged to the Xiaofeng Battalion, he couldn't occupy the main magic circle of an emperor-level fairy tower. Compared with other players, he was born with one less advantage.

"Take it!"

After returning to the Immortal Tower where the Xiaofeng Camp was located, Ling Feng turned his head, looked at Yan Jinghong, and casually threw his God of War Token to Yan Jinghong.

This token is equivalent to the identity token of the contestant.

For each owner of the fairy tower, after entering the God of War fairy tower, the identity token will be automatically bound to the ancient magic circle in the fairy tower.

"what do you mean?"

Yan Jinghong took the token and looked at Ling Feng with some puzzlement.

"If you don't have the conditions that others have, it would be too unfair."

Ling Feng smiled faintly, "Take my token, and for the next three days, you can live in my practice room for retreat."

"No need!"

Yan Jinghong frowned, "Even if I don't have the top magic circle, it doesn't matter to me."

After saying that, he threw the token back to Ling Feng.

"I'll give it to you, you just take it."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, "The magic circle doesn't mean much to me, there is no big difference between having it and not having it."

Indeed, Ling Feng climbed to the top of the God of War Mountain every night to comprehend the scenes of ancient wars and sharpen his mind.

The second is to absorb the excess yin fruit spiritual power in the donkey's body.

This is the key to his daily improvement. Although retreating in the training room is effective, it is far from being comparable to the spiritual power of the Yin Fruit.

Since Ling Feng can't practice in the magic circle inside the Immortal Tower for a long time, it's better to leave this opportunity to Yan Jinghong who needs it more.

After all, in a sense, the stronger Yan Jinghong was, the greater the benefit to Ling Feng.

He had a premonition that Yan Jinghong would definitely become one of his most powerful supporters in the Immortal Realm.

"In that case, I will accept it."

Yan Jinghong was not a hypocritical person either, so he put away the token, nodded to Ling Feng, then turned and left.

He obviously didn't want to waste any time in training, and he couldn't wait to start training.

"Master Chief, this...?"

Seeing Ling Feng's actions, General Yan and General Wang originally wanted to say something, but remembering that Ling Feng went to the top of Zhanshen mountain to practice every night, they shook their heads and smiled, and had nothing to say.

That magic circle was empty even if it was empty, it might as well be reserved for Yan Jinghong who needed it more.

……

Three days later, on the top of the God of War Mountain.

"The Ten Thousand Races Arena, the sixth promotion and the third semi-finals, officially begins!"

The high-pitched voice of the referee Ye Changtian resounded through the sky.

For a time, the crowd perked up.

After a three-day truce, everyone can't wait to watch the semifinals between the peak powerhouses.

The rules of the game are very simple.

Six players will be allocated by random drawing.

The winner advances, the loser is eliminated, and in the end, only three of the six remain.

Soon, the results of the lottery came out.

In the first match, Ling Feng played against Undead Chuan, this was probably God's will.

This belated kendo duel did not fail after all.

In an instant, the eyes of Undead Chuan and Ling Feng were filled with fighting intent.

Although Ling Feng's strength can completely crush Undead River.

However, if it was just a duel of swordsmanship, the gap between the two might not be so far away.

In the second game, Li Jiu played against Kakabel.

In the third round, Ye Weiyang played against Yan Jinghong.

"Finally! It's finally time to start!"

"Haha, I'm so excited! Every game is a peak battle that cannot be missed!"

"I'm almost out of breath!"

"Haha, you can't do it before the game starts. If this fight starts, why don't you go straight over!"

The crowd erupted for a while, and then they heard "Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

A melodious bell rang, and on the referee's seat, the patriarchs of all clans looked at each other, and immediately stood up in unison, kneading their hands, as if urging an ancient magic circle.

Rumble!
Around the huge floating arena, six huge stone pillars rose slowly. On the top of the stone pillars, each stood a stone platform, which was obviously used for meditation and rest.

It seemed that as the competition progressed to the final stage, the remaining players were paid more and more.

Tens of thousands of people crowded into one ring before, and then gradually separated into separate lounges, and now everyone has a seat of honor.

"Now, please invite the contestants who have advanced to the top six to ascend to their own God of War throne according to their God of War order!"

Throne of God of War?

Ling Feng squinted his eyes and took out his God of War Token. Sure enough, through the Token of God of War, he could sense the throne to which he belonged, and emitted a ray of light that soared into the sky.

While Ling Feng was still thinking, the rest of them flew up and landed firmly on the War God Throne.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, not to be left behind, he used the Thunder God Shadow technique, and saw a flash of thunder, and Ling Feng was already standing on his throne.

Buzz!

In an instant, the blood in his body was tumbling, and invisibly, he seemed to have established some kind of mysterious and mysterious connection with the throne.

That kind of feeling seemed to be connected with this piece of heaven and earth, and the aura of the earth veins of the entire God of War Mountain actually surged and poured into his body frantically.

Could this be the mystery of the God of War Throne?

Only then did Ling Feng finally understand that the Ten Thousand Races arena was not just a simple arena competition.

Not to mention the various benefits of becoming the owner of Xianque, after passing the test and advancing to the semi-finals, the huge benefits brought by the throne of the God of War are no less than a reborn fortune.

The rest of the people obviously also felt the surging aura from the Throne of the God of War. They first showed a hint of surprise, and then began to gather their minds and absorb this majestic aura of earth veins.

For a moment, brilliance emerged from the bodies of the six contestants, Yan Jinghong's body was frozen with profound ice, and a sheet of frost seemed to freeze the entire field.

And behind Undead River, a ghostly phantom floated. The ghostly shadow held a long sword, and the desolate and tragic meaning swept across. There seemed to be an aura of despair surging on the blade of the sword.

At the same time, Ye Weiyang, Kakabel, and Li Jiu all showed their original powers.

Behind Ye Weiyang is a huge golden pupil.

Behind Kakabel is a phantom of a red-haired god of war.

As for Li Jiu, it turned out to be a mass of black flames, condensed into a skeleton-like shape.In other words, it was a phantom of a skeleton with black flames burning all over its body.

And the most exaggerated ones are Ling Feng, red orange yellow green blue blue purple, thunder, storm, frost, flames...

Countless different attributes continuously rotated around him, and the light surged, making the audience in the audience stunned.

Not only the audience, but even the referees on the Yunxiaotai were dumbfounded.

"This...this...this..."

Patriarch Nuoding pointed at Ling Feng from a distance, dumbfounded, speechless for a long time.

"How is this possible, so many attributes are all original attributes?"

Ye Changtian was also dumbfounded. Although he knew that Ling Feng had mastered the rules of many attributes at the same time, generally speaking, there should be only one original attribute.

"unless……"

Suddenly, Mu Xuanxiao, the patriarch of the Jiuli God Clan, twitched his eyelids and was about to blurt out, but shook his head again, "Impossible, this is impossible!"

"Unless what?"

The rest of the patriarchs looked at Mu Xuanxiao in unison, and Qin Zheng, who was short-tempered, said eagerly, "Brother Mu, don't let yourself be fooled."

"I'm just guessing, Ling Feng's original attribute, maybe...maybe...the power of chaos!"

"Chaos... Chaos!"

In an instant, all the patriarchs' eyes widened. Looking at Ling Feng, the initial shock turned into complete panic, which was even a little unbelievable.

The power of chaos attributes only exists in legends.

Ling Feng actually possesses the attributes of the origin of chaos!
evildoer!

She is simply an unrivaled evildoer, an eternal freak!
"Oops, I can't hide anymore..."

Ling Feng murmured in his heart that it was not good, he wanted to keep a low profile at first, but it turned out that the God of War Throne was fine, showing all his trump cards one by one.

Looking at the shocked expressions of those strong men of the older generation, Ling Feng couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly, that's all!

Now that the matter has come to this point, there is no need to keep a low profile. I am already the director general of Xiao Feng, so why should I keep a low profile?
The origin of chaos, reveal it to me!

He took a deep breath, no longer obstructing the primordial chaos in his body.

He also wanted to see, what form would this power of chaos condense into in the end?

Wait and see!

(End of this chapter)