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() Just when everyone felt that Tianying still wouldn't open his mouth, there was an infinitely beautiful voice that sounded like nine heavenly music: "Just do as you discussed. I will enter last."

I can't see any movement of Tianying. I can't see the fluctuation of the lips in the veil. But everyone knows that the sound came from his mouth. Because no one can make such a beautiful sound. Who can think of it just by hearing this sound? He is the number one expert in the way of heaven. He has killed countless people. Even an old man who has been single for millions of years is heartbroken when he hears it. Suddenly he fantasizes how wonderful it would be to have such a gentle wife.

But is Tianying a woman? No one knows. I can't even imagine the price of marrying her as a wife.

Qingxia and Chixia puffed up their cheeks. They suddenly felt resentful. They were very jealous of this beautiful voice. Why does someone with high martial arts have such a good voice? God is so unfair.

Undoubtedly, the smile on Grandmaster’s face froze. This kind of stunned expression is not often seen on his face. There was no expression on Chilong’s face over there. But his breathing was stagnant, revealing the shock in his heart. The number one in the world is really extraordinary .

Meng Luo Mengqing's mouth trembled a few times. Finally, she held back and said nothing. They are the most jealous people. They always belittle when they see beautiful things. But today they can only hold back. In front of Tianying They can't be arrogant.

"Thank you, Lord Tianying, for your support." Unexpectedly, the master's voice followed. He thanked Tianying first, and then said: "The rules are very simple. There are ten entrances around the temple. We will disperse at each entrance when we act later. Everyone together Hit the protective cover with power. The rupture of the protective cover takes an instant. At that time, everyone will enter through ten entrances. They will not interfere with each other. Just use your ability to find treasures or break into Optimus Prime."

This method is really clear. Everyone has seen it from the sky before. The scope of the temple is huge. There are nearly a thousand kilometers inside. There are many entrances around. Although the distance from each entrance to Optimus Prime is far or short. But it's not too much difference. As long as you disperse and enter, it is indeed a good way to avoid conflicts. As for whether people will cross the line and cause conflicts after entering the temple. Chance.

"I can't say, brother. How will the ten teams be divided?" Monroe asked in a unique voice. It just made people uncomfortable.

"The five of us are five teams. Others who are willing to follow these five teams do not need to participate in the lottery. Just stand in the team. The rest of the people draw lots to select their own teams. Wait for the ten teams to be divided. Then draw lots to decide who Which door to go through?" The master said impartially.

This is already the fairest choice for the Sanxians. At the same time, the five masters will not have any objections. After all, there is still a distance of nearly a thousand kilometers after entering the temple. They still have a lot of opportunities to surpass others on the road.

Chilong nodded calmly. He agreed with this method. Sky Shadow remained silent. Silence means support.

Meng Luo Mengqing shook her head and said, "We don't divide into teams. The two of us can only be in one team."

"Listen to Chao Pavilion", no one will object to this change. They have a [-]% more chance against the Sanxians in one team. There are six teams that you choose freely.

All Sanxians without exception participated in the lottery of the remaining six teams. No one was willing to be in the same team as the five masters. Following them meant that there was no chance at all. In ordinary teams, as long as they are clever, they still have a chance to stand out.

Half an hour passed. The divisions were completed. Then each team sent a representative to draw lots to determine their respective entrances. It was also completed very quickly.

Chilong roared impatiently: "Action. Listen to my order in half an hour. Let's all attack the protective shield together." Then his figure flashed to the entrance that belonged to him.

Although there is half an hour, it is not enough. Ten entrances are scattered around the temple. The temple has a radius of [-] kilometers. It takes a lot of time for the Sanxians to fly with their swords. Soaring. It's like launching hundreds of rockets on the spot. It's colorful and brilliant. The scene is gone in the blink of an eye.

Maybe when the three of the masters left, they looked back at the square. Tianying was still sitting there motionless. The entrance he drew was the farthest. But no one would doubt that he could not arrive on time. Tianying has his long-lost imprint on his body.

……

Liang Yong wandered around the small hall for several times. Most of the ghosts were killed at once. Although there was no wind gust anymore, the absolute silence still made people feel uneasy. Relaxed. It made Liang Yong even want to leave earlier.

But now there is no Yin soul, and the dead monkey doesn't make a sound. Liang Yong can't find any helpers. He can only rely on himself to get out. After searching for a while, his attention is still focused on this black stick. At first, the monkey said it was the engine. I still don't believe in Tianzhu. Thousands of Yin souls were killed by sticks without guarding against it. Sure enough, it is worthy of Optimus Prime's prestige...

Since it is Optimus Prime, that means it is also a magic weapon...

Holding the stick on it is cold and cold. There is still a trace of energy coming in. I don’t know if those Yin souls have this feeling when they grab the stick. And when they grabbed the stick for the first time, there was a breath entering the brain. I don’t know what’s inside What kind of confidence is contained in it. It is still a mess and I can't understand it.

This kind of phenomenon should not be enjoyed by everyone. Otherwise, the one-eyed kings must practice with their arms around the stick every day. I just held the stick for half an hour. I feel that my skill has improved... This should only be unique to me Feel……

Could it be that this stick has a grudge against me? Optimus Prime's magic weapon can also be subdued by me.

Liang Yong's thoughts gradually became clear. He was very excited by the idea. If he could refine such a divine weapon as Optimus Prime, it would be much more awesome than wielding an alloy machete.

Liang Yong is familiar with refining magic tools. Isn’t it just squeezing a drop of blood from his middle finger into the magic weapon, and then something wonderful happens. Thinking of this, Liang Yong didn’t hesitate at all. A drop of blood splashed on the stick.

But I watched the blood drop sticking to the stick and slowly sliding down for more than an inch, but it was not absorbed by the stick. The two did not blend at all.

Uh, isn't this a magic weapon? Or is it because the induction is not enough.

Liang Yong's old face suddenly became bitter. All the good ideas came to naught. The loss of his mood at this moment is really sad.

But when he stared at the blood drop for 3 minutes in complete despair, a sudden change came. His mind exploded. A clear picture unfolded. What appeared on it was an extremely gorgeous and colorful picture. The historical records. Looking at the picture scroll seems to enter a glorious history. I suddenly understand a lot.

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