Ultimate Martial Divine King

"boom……"

The upsurge of floods and famines, such as the continuous explosion of Tianchen, instantly caused the huge sky terrace to fall into an endless storm.

The scabbled surface sunk sharply.

Numerous extremely irregular fault cracks extend in all directions and traverse thousands of meters, directly to the edge of the stadium.

Although there is a "Chemical Array" in the venue of the Sacramental Convention, it can greatly reduce the Yuwei shock wave scattered under the field.

The crowds that can be located in the many giant peak audience seats still felt the powerful gravity of the surging aftershocks on (body shēn).

...

Of course, just at the same moment that the "god ring light wheel" composed of the seven Honghuang jade drowned the building, the Jiuyou death light erupted from the eye of Sen Luo also arrived in front of Sen Yuan.

"bass……"

The strong trembling of air waves is like the sharp blade cuts out, and the terrorist power contained in that beam of light can be said to be thorough.

"Hey……"

At this moment when the hearts of the audience were all tense, Sen Yuan's face was a frivolous sneer.

"It seems I am a little faster ..."

"boom!"

At the same time as the voice fell, the "Nine Secret Dead Light" that flew to Sen Yuan (body shēn) suddenly faded, and when it was less than one meter away from Sen Yuan's body, he quickly Shrunk into a subtle beam of light.

Then, the tiny light rays disappeared.

"Wow ..."

The last glimmer of light left a circle of chaotic air lines in the void ((dàng) dàng).

Looking at this scene from the distance, the audience was full of faces.

Especially the Jiuyou saints clenched their white fingers.

Almost!

Just a distance of less than a meter.

...

"It seems that the victory has been divided!" Yan Hanyu, the Hantian Saint, hugged her hands in front of (body shēn), her lips slightly raised, as if smiling.

The star holy tribe not far away, Chen Qianfeng, the god-eye holy tribe Bai Qianyu and others also understood.

Let's look a little more cautiously at Senyuan's eyes.

"This guy still has a hole card ..." Chen Xuanfeng's eyes flashed a hint of stars.

"There is also Lou Louyu ..." Yan Hanyu took the conversation, paused, and said, "It's just that there is no need to fight any more."

...

The rampant howling wind raged.

The overwhelming dust mixed with the restless power of the storm gradually subsided.

In the central area of ​​the Lingxiao rooftop, a building with a red makeup skirt stood quietly in the middle of a pile of rocks with a depression of hundreds of feet.

"Speaking teacher ..."

The hearts of the nine holy clans tightened.

Luo Mengchang, who was sitting with Chu Chen, was also worried.

Looking at it from a distance, I saw that the red flower umbrella in Lou Yingyu's hand had been closed together, and a faint drop of blood was slowly falling down between the fingers holding the umbrella handle.

Lou Tanyu's beautiful face painted with red makeup was slightly pale.

She sighed slightly and shook her head slightly.

"I lost!"

There is not much complexity, there are only three words of helplessness and calmness.

There was an uproar off the court.

The audience in the two areas of Jiuyou Saint and Honghuang Saint showed a completely different atmosphere.

...

"You can struggle again!" Sen Yuan looked down at the other side, and Meiyu revealed a hint of frivolity.

"No need!" Lou Tanyu raised her eyes slightly, staring directly at Sen Yuan's playful face, "It's not cost-effective to get injured for promotion."

"Oh?" Mori pretended to be surprised, "Then" Congratulations "to your nine sacred saints, stop here!"

Stop here!

A few words of irony suddenly made the Jiuyou saints angry.

Lou Tingyu was pretty cold, his jade hand holding a red umbrella clenched into a fist, and briefly hesitated. He didn't say much, then went towards the field with different eyes from everyone in the audience.

...

first round!

The hearings of Hongyuan Saints Senyuan and Jiuyou Saints Building were concluded.

As two champions of the championship, no matter who wins or loses, everyone will not feel that there are too many surprises. For such a result, most people can still accept it.

...

"Congratulations! It's a great start!"

On the top of the Zen Terrace on the north side of the peak, on the ten-square emperor's platform, the Emperor Tiantian looked a little to the side, and said to Emperor Honghuang a little.

The latter lifted his eyelids lightly, but there were not too many mood swings.

"It's just a start."

"Unsurprisingly, you should be the first Hongjin saint to win the promotion position ... The successor of the Emperor Jiuyou, after all, is the one behind your Emperor Honghuang."

Speaking, several emperors subconsciously glanced at the vacant throne platform belonging to Emperor Jiuyou.

...

Take outside knowledge.

Lou Tingyu and Sen Yuan are the strongest and most talented people in their sacred bloodlines. Both are regarded as the heirs of Emperor Jiuyou and Emperor Honghuang.

It's just that Emperor Jiuyou has been sleeping for years.

Therefore, both in their own mentality and home court advantage, Sen Yuan has the advantage.

It is not surprising that Lou listening failed.

...

However, the defeat of Lou Tingyu also means that the Jiuyou Holy Tribe is likely to stop there.

Coupled with Senyuan's intentional or unintentional taunts, it directly exploded the mentality of the Jiuyou Saints.

...

"In the first game, Shengyuan Sanyuan Shengyuan took the lead and scored the lead."

The official Lingling Peak announced the results of the game without a voice.

After a pause, he continued, "The game continues and the attackers can play directly."

Attack?

Many players on the field face each other.

Even the building's obedience was defeated. Who would dare to face Yu Senyuan?

The eyes of everyone were still looking at Chen Fengfeng, Yan Hanyu, Long Ming, Yu Shenyin, etc ... However, none of them seemed to want to play immediately, and all of them seemed not proud and impatient, Don't panic.

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"If no one is on the court, it will become the 'monopoly' and win the first promotion position." Shangguan said helplessly.

The crowd throbbed off the court.

Still no one answered.

Shangguan's gaze swept across the ten-party audience seats, and then he waved his hands.

"I declare that the sacred family of Honghuang Senyuan is promoted!"

A loud and loud horn circulated in the sky ((dàng) dàng).

There was a loud cheering and applause erupting off the court.

"Congratulations to Honghuang Saints!"

"Congratulations to Mori!"

"Great, the first man to dominate the second round."

...

Mori's popularity is beyond doubt.

There is no doubt that winning the next game naturally cannot be promoted by the "point system", so Sen Yuan's promotion is the second "dominant system."

As the first person to dominate the arena, countless people have seen the shadow of the champion from Sen Yuan (body shēn).

The shouts of cheering for the sacred tribe of Honghuang also continued one after another, jubilating constantly.

...

Sen Yuan's gaze swept across the field of Chen Yifeng, Yan Hanyu, Yu Shenyin, Long Mi, and others, then raised his eyebrows lightly, and returned to his original position among many (hot rè) applause.

Lou Tingyu and Sen Yuan returned to the audience one after another, which also meant that the second game was about to begin.

...

"Oh!"

This time, without waiting for the official to declare, a powerful (body shēn) movie has already taken the lead on the Lingxiao rooftop.

"Wow!"

The crowd off the field was startled.

"Are the holy sages again?"

Feeling the wild and wild atmosphere from the man on the stage, many contestants frowned.

"What does Honghuang Saints mean? Don't you want to contract for promotion?"

"It is estimated that Sen Yuan has completed the promotion, and the others have no pressure at all, so they are more casual!"

"They are casual, we people are under pressure!"

...

Although the second young man on stage was much weaker than Mori in the field, his momentum was also close to the level of "half emperor".

He arrogantly shouted loudly, "Holy desert tribe, Guquan, please fight!"

Guquan!

Although the name is not widely known in the world, the first four words are a horrible one.

Especially in the field that has just dominated the field, Mori Yuyu, who won the first promotion position, is on the field and has not completely retreated, which directly makes other players slightly timid.

Ten consecutive numbers of time.

No one is playing ~ www.readwn.com ~ It's a little too much. I'm afraid it's better to file it. There was a disdainful smile on the corner of Yan Han's Yan Han Yu.

However, at this time, a beautiful and beautiful, beautiful shadow of fairy posture was like a butterfly flying down from an unobtrusive audience seat, and flashed lightly on the Lingxiao platform.

Everyone on the field couldn't shine.

Especially on the side of the Jiuyou Saints, they were a little surprised.

"That is?"

"Speaking teacher, look?"

The corner of Lou's speech was slightly condensed, and a little surprised between the eyebrows.

...

"Jiuyou Holy Family, Luo Mengshang, please enlighten me!"