Tripod Reverses the Heaven

The battle between the two was about noon. Just after dawn, tianjuetai in WanMu city was overcrowded.

Yesterday's scene was well known all over the city. In the whole holy Dragon City, few people don't know.

Tianjuetai is a very famous place in WanMu city. Most kings are famous on this battle platform.

Similarly, more than two years ago, Xing Tian was also here and lost to King Mu. His prestige was suppressed, and from then on he became the king of wood.

The reason why Xing Tian chose to fight here is that he is a little ashamed.

But the tragedy is that he lost half his life before he officially started a war with the ancient style. The divine medicine that the Wu family had promised was not seen at all.

As time went by, the sun was already hanging high for nine days. I saw that noon was coming, but there was no one on both sides of the war.

The ancient style must be the fairy Miao that the fairy courtyard likes. The movement yesterday was so loud that the fairy courtyard naturally couldn't sit still. In order to protect their fairy seedlings from being plotted in the battle, the fairy courtyard directly dispatched six holy kings to supervise them on the spot.

The six holy kings sat on one side in the void under the scorching sun, quietly waiting for the arrival of noon. Their presence undoubtedly became a deterrent, so that although there were many people, there was no chaos.

About half an hour later, Xing Tian, one of the parties, finally appeared. He was alone, and his back looked very lonely and depressed.

When he stepped on the stage, the whole audience was in an uproar.

"Did you see that his face was pale, his forehead was sweating, and even his realm fell!"

"It's a miracle that he didn't die on the spot!"

"Ha ha, it's really an eye opener. I'm so big. It's the first time I've seen someone play myself to this extent..."

All kinds of comments were constantly introduced into Xing Tian's ears, which made him want to vomit blood.

Yesterday, he was really too impulsive. When he woke up, he regretted dying. He was just doing a small favor for the Wu family. While making some profits, he also made friends with the Wu family. How could he have thought that he would make the situation so bad.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

"Although my vitality was greatly damaged and my realm fell, the cheap seed of ancient style must not be much better. At noon, I cut him off and went to the Wu family to ask for divine medicine. Maybe I can make up for it. " Xing Tian thought secretly.

In fact, he didn't know that the ancient style didn't consume any vitality at all. The ancient style not only does not consume a little energy, but its state is still at its peak.

Yesterday's noise was so loud that today's tianjuetai was directly burst. No less than 30 million people came to watch the fight.

This is not what people want to see. The reason why so many people come to watch is just to see fools. Even, many people are doubting whether they have the ability to set foot on heaven.

In the crowd, a graceful woman dressed in black and wearing a black hat quietly looked at the juetai that day, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and said to herself, "is it you, the king of the green sky? You call yourself the king of heaven in the lower world. Here comes another king of heaven. I think it should be you? "

"You are the scorching sun, you are the scorching sun, shining wherever you go. A farewell to China is five or six years. I didn't expect that we would meet again! "

The woman in black whispered. She was a little excited. She wanted to come quickly at noon. She wanted to determine whether this ancient style of Qingtian king was the king of Kyushu he was familiar with.

Similarly, among the crowd in another direction, there is also a young man in green clothes and green hair. His eyes are also fixated on tianjuetai and sometimes the scorching sun in the sky.

His mood seemed to be very anxious, as if he was waiting for the arrival of noon.

He said to himself, "could it be you? I qingtianpeng once vowed to follow you to fight in the heavens. Here, it will be our first battlefield... Don't let me down, I know it must be you! "

Impressively, this man in green clothes and green hair is actually Qing Tianpeng. He is an old wind's younger brother. They once fought in Kyushu mainland hand in hand.

The reason why qingtianpeng is separated from the ancient wind is not because of the arrival of the world disaster, but because he has been pestered by the little fox Hu xun'er. He is a very proud man. The purity of his blood is regarded by him as more valuable than life. Although he was also vaguely fond of the little fox, he was arrogant, but he couldn't accept this relationship, because he couldn't accept the situation that a fox gave birth to a Kunpeng.

In another direction of the crowd, there was also a pure and beautiful girl. Although the sun was burning in the sky over the nine days, she was wearing a fluffy white robe. Her eyes are very smart, with a trace of charm. She looked at tianjuetai, the scorching sun of nine days, and the crowd.

Finally, he said to himself, "the old wind made so much noise yesterday that the dead man must have received the news. Later, just as they were crying, I rushed over and grabbed the dead man's ear to see where he was going? "

"Hum, can you hide from me? Even at the ends of the earth, the sea withers and the rocks crumble, this fox will chase you! "

After talking to himself, qingtianpeng, who was in another direction of the crowd, involuntarily beat a spirit. Then he looked around and said to himself, "she... Won't she come here today?" Thinking of this, qingtianpeng's face turned white. He quickly cast a spell on himself and covered his form for fear of being found by the little fox.

Yes, the charming woman in white robe in the crowd is the little fox Hu xun'er who chased qingtianpeng into the sky and earth.

Time passed again. Seeing that noon was coming, Xing Tian, who had been sitting quietly on the battle platform, suddenly opened his eyes. He glanced at the crowd and suddenly roared: "where is the ancient wind? Where are the ancient customs? It's noon. Where are you? Are you afraid to fight? "

With his roar, the crowd began to stir up, looking everywhere, trying to find the shadow of the ancient wind.

After a burst of disorderly roaring, the ancient wind did not appear, but there was a weight level figure on the scene.

I saw an incomparably soft, but full of boundless domineering woman's voice ring: "Xing Tian, you dare not take the challenge of the king, but it's good to challenge the green king who has not grown up here?" When the voice fell, a woman dressed in white and wearing a white veil stepped into the air, causing bursts of exclamation on the spot.

"God, who do I see? Is that... Wood King? "