Tripod Reverses the Heaven

The wooden king was dressed in white and covered with white sand. Her voice was very clear, just like the singing of nightingales. It was very beautiful, more like the sound of nature, which made people intoxicated and obsessed.

After people reacted, they exclaimed. Even though the wooden king came in the void, the crowd on the ground still made way for her unconsciously.

"Wood King, wood king, this is the wood king. Today, we are finally lucky to see the style."

"Wood King is so beautiful. She is a fairy. Her temperament is unique enough to overturn the world..."

"This woman should only be in heaven. Why did she die and fall into the world?"

The people at the scene, completely fried the pot, and all kinds of voices continued. Even the six holy kings who maintained order at the scene could not help but open their eyes and looked at the wooden king.

The eyes of many people in the audience below became blurred. Although they could not see the real face of the wooden king, they were deeply impressed by the magnificent posture of the wooden king.

"Take a wife, be like a wooden king, three lives without regret!"

"The wooden king cannot be profaned, but can only be worshipped!"

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The following comments were all spread to the wood King's ears, but the wood king turned a deaf ear and didn't care at all. She bowed slightly to the six holy kings and whispered, "I've seen you elders. It's just a small competition. Unexpectedly, it surprised you."

The wood King's voice is still clear, loud and pleasant, like a Nightingale and sounds of nature, reversing all living beings.

The six holy kings nodded slightly, and Nangong smiled and said, "it seems that you should be very busy. It will be the appointment of Xunyang Lake in two days. I didn't expect you to have leisure to come here."

The appointment of Xunyang lake, also known as the appointment of the wooden king, was initiated by the wooden king to determine the strongest one among the ten kings in the world.

"Hehe, I'm joking. It's just a little peer gathering. What can I do for you?"

Although the wooden king showed his face across the veil, he still reversed all sentient beings and once again fascinated countless men.

He put away his smile. The wooden king looked directly at Xing Tian on Tianjue stage and whispered again: "in the past, I also regarded you as an opponent. I can't imagine that you have fallen to this point in less than three years. It's really disappointing. When people of our generation look ahead and up high, if they want to achieve higher achievements in martial arts, they have to dare to challenge the strong, rather than putting the cart before the horse, and challenge people who are lower than themselves! "

The simple words immediately made Xing Tian, who was already blue, ashamed. Just as King Mu's voice fell, all the people in the audience responded, accusing Xing Tian one after another, and even abusing him.

Some people called him a dog, others called him shameless, and he was so angry that Xing Tian's nose was black smoke.

Finally, Xing Tian gritted his teeth and arched his hands at the wood King: "today is my personal grudge with the ancient wind. Please don't interfere with the wood king. After today, I should work hard. In the near future, Bi, the Reverend of the ten kings, will have my place. "

"Bah, you are such a shameless thing. Do you still want to join the ranks of the ten kings? It's fucking shameless. You can live through today! "

Xing Tian's voice just fell, and it was a curse. On the spot, he was so angry that Xing Tian's face twitched.

The wooden king has a high popularity. At this time, the wooden King stands on the opposite side of Xing Tian. Virtually, these onlookers stand on the opposite side of Xing Tian. It can be said that although there are no less than 30 million viewers today, few really support Xing Tian.

Xing Tian ignored the people's abuse. He looked up at the high sky and found that the hot sun had just reached the top and arrived at noon.

"Noon has arrived. Where is the ancient wind? Where is the ancient style? "

On the spot, he drank again on the day of execution and glanced at the whole audience. The roar was very thick, reaching thousands of miles away for a long time.

"Where are the ancient customs? Where are the ancient customs... "

After roaring for several times, the ancient wind still didn't appear, and Xing Tian roared again.

When the roar fell, the void not far away suddenly burst open, and a more powerful voice rang out: "your grandfather is here, and your grandson accepts his life!"

It was the ancient wind that roared, and people looked up at the void.

Immediately, everyone was dumbfounded and saw an ancient wind riding a majestic beast, whistling and heading straight for the battle platform.

The beast has a huge head, eyes like copper bells, thick fangs, more than a foot long, shining with cold light, which is frightening. A pair of flesh wings with a width of three feet are jumping with a raging fire all over, which is extremely powerful.

Dong!

Finally, the ancient wind fell on the battle platform, which immediately made a dull noise and was still shaking.

Roar!

Just as the ancient wind fell on the battle platform, the beast in the crotch roared at Xing Tian, so that Xing Tian fell down continuously and turned several somersaults on the ground.

However, his face was pale, and his power was swept away. He was frightened by this beast and lost half his life.

"You... Poof..."

Unable to say a word, another mouthful of old blood gushed out on the spot.

For a moment, the whole audience was silent. Three seconds later, bursts of laughter rose one after another.

"I'll go. This is Xingtian? Do you have to challenge others? Can't even resist the power of others' mounts, and dare you shout to be king? Ha ha ha, I'm so happy. "

"Is this ancient style? Is this the king of the blue sky? What kind of mount is that? How powerful and domineering! "

"Oh, my God, that's poor Qi. That's the legendary poor Qi. Unexpectedly, the king of the blue sky captured a poor Qi as a mount!!!"

When people recognized the antique mount, the whole audience was in an uproar again.

"Poor Qi, that's a famous ferocious beast in ancient times. How did this ancient custom subdue?"

Bursts of laughter were mixed with bursts of exclamation. At this moment, Xing Tian was completely reduced to a joke, while the ancient style attracted the attention of thousands of people and shone brightly.

How can this compare? How else? Judging from their momentum alone, is it necessary to continue fighting? As soon as the ancient wind came on the stage, he restrained Xing Tian with absolute momentum. What's more?

Ho ho!

While Xing Tian vomited blood wildly, the poor Qi under the ancient wind's crotch shouted three thunders at Xing Tian again, frightening Xing Tian's ass again.

After stabilizing his mind, Xing Tian arched his hands on the spot and shouted at the six holy kings in the void: "I protest. The ancient wind uses the monster of the saint level to attack me!"

"Protest against your mother's big head ghost. When did my mount attack you? Did it send out a sonic attack? Did it bite you? You are such a rubbish vegetable residue. If my mount wants to kill you, it can make you explode with a roar. How can I live until now? " Gu Feng sneered and scolded, which caused bursts of laughter on the spot.

The six holy Kings also opened their eyes. Nangong said to Xing Tian indifferently, "the protest is invalid. If you want to fight, hurry up and stop asking for ink."