Arrogant War Sovereign

The main drug peak is Huo Lun.

Yan Yuanzheng, the master of Guangming hall.

The rainy peak is dominated by juyantuo.

Yan Tianqing, the leader of Tianquan peak.

A thousand cliffs, a main peak, a dust tower.

His face was very ugly at the moment.

They were all optimistic about lacquer fishing plague, but it turned out that lacquer fishing plague lost.

Lacquer fishing plague not only lost, but also lost the abnormal ugly.

For hollon and others, it's a slap in the face.

It's not just about face slapping.

If the war between lacquer fishing plague and Chonglou was exhausted, it can also be accepted.

But the problem is that the failure of lacquer fishing plague is too miserable, and it's just one-sided.

This outcome is obviously unacceptable.

"This little guy is a very powerful source array."

"Unfortunately, I didn't see his real strength."

Zheng Tianhan, the supreme elder of Guangming Shenzong, shook his head and said.

In his eyes, he can naturally see the strength of Chonglou, though not completely.

But about the strength of Chonglou, Zheng Tianhan can see clearly.

In the eyes of Zheng Tianhan, the strength of Chonglou is absolutely not so simple.

"Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen."

"If you still want to bet."

"I'll stay with you to the end."

Fu Lusheng said with a smile.

Just lost a few people can be a look ugly.

Not only lost the spirit of the ninth class saint, but also waiting to be ridiculed.

Yan Yuanzheng and others are suffering from eating excrement.

"Hum."

"Fu Lusheng, we will continue to gamble later."

Yan Yuanzheng's face was unyielding.

"No problem."

"Just, I don't know how many ninth class saints there are."

Fu Lusheng asked with a smile.

Yan Yuanzheng's face was smothered and he looked very ugly.

"I don't worry about how many ninth class saints I have."

"If you don't have the spirit of the ninth class saints and the holy products, will you bet?"

Yan Yuanzheng asked in an angry voice.

"Bet, why not?"

Fu Lusheng said with a happy smile.

"Since you want to bet, it's settled."

"I'll talk about it later when the kid tries."

Yan Yuanzheng was not reconciled.

If he loses like this, of course he wants to win back.

The loss just now, after all, was the spirit of the nine saints.

That thing can almost make several strongmen in holy land.

Of course, if the level of Saint spirit is too high, the refining efficiency of ordinary saint is not high, and the effect is not good.

However, the spirit of the nine saints is self-evident.

Huo Lun, Yan Yuanzheng and others sat on the stage with an unhappy face.

Continue to watch the challenge arena, and the competition continues.

Yan Mo, que Qian, Qin Ming, Wen Xuan, Fu Xier

Their first round was very easy.

The first Yanmo in waishan.

It has the power of eight saints and the body of five saints.

Pay attention to crush 99% of the disciples of waishan.

Que Qian, Qin Ming and others, and Yan Mo's are almost the same.

But who wins and who loses in the final battle depends on everyone's comprehensive strength.

Strength is not only a kind of paper strength.

For example, Yan Mo was able to win the first place because of his family's special sage martial arts.

Sometimes, with the improvement of martial arts and source spirit skills, it is easy to form combat power.

When the first round is all over.

Chonglou, Zhu Yun and Taoyao's opponents appear again.

Chonglou took a look, Zhu Yun and Taoyao's opponent, not strong.

The second daughter can fight directly with her strength alone.

You don't even have to use your martial arts.

As for Chonglou's own opponent, he frowned slightly.

Chonglou did not expect that it would be Wenxuan.