Ultimate Martial Divine King

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The noisy atmosphere is endless.

There is a loud rumbling of salutes and a colorful rain flying over Lingbi Peak, and the grand canyon area is particularly spectacular and noisy.

"Sister, don't you go and say hello to Chu Hen?"

A less prominent corner location on one side.

Huang Fuqing and Huang Fuhao are also hidden in the crowd.

"No ..." Huang Fuqing shook his head slightly. "There are so many people here, and it is estimated that he is under a lot of pressure."

"It is also said that the situation of the demon pupil is not optimistic, all the pressure is on him alone!"

So many past experiences.

Huang Fuhao's mustard to Chu marks has also been untied.

At this moment, their two sisters and brothers also came to Lingbi Peak, which was considered to be the expectation that Chu Henli could do.

...

The ranks of the major saints came into play one after another.

After yesterday's second round of the Xiaoxiao Tiantai District War, several holy tribe teams such as Jiuyou, Xingchen, and Tiantian were reduced to spectators in the audience today.

"I really don't want to sit off the field!" Yan Han, the holy tribe of Shaotian, shook his head, expressing some helplessness.

"Same!" The star saint Chen Chenfeng, not far away, was also lonely.

"You didn't expect that our brothers and sisters could not even reach the finals?"

"So what, isn't someone even going through the preliminary round?"

"Ha ha ha ha, that's what it says."

...

After a day of adjustments, the mentality of Yan Hanyu and Chen Yingfeng eased a lot, and they even started a joke about self-deprecation.

"Shall you gamble?" Yan Hanyu said suddenly.

"What bet?"

"The bet who wins and loses will withdraw from the pursuit of shallow Yu ..."

"Funny? We are all kneeling in the second round. How can we continue to chase her?"

"Just tell me not to gamble, right?"

"Yu Shenyin!" Chen Yingfeng said resolutely.

"Wow! You're a bit cruel, I regret it."

"Don't! I'll give you two quota options, two to one, okay?"

"This ..." Yan Hanyu hesitated a little, glanced over the audience halls of the major saints, paused, and said, "Then I can hardly press the whole ink and Sen Yuan ..."

"The one who doesn't oppress the demon pupils?" Chen Yifeng was a little surprised.

Yan Hanyu shook her head slightly. "I wanted to suppress him."

"Why don't you believe in Di Nao?

"Mo Nanquan is definitely going to be selected. In addition, I think Sen Yuan must have hidden something ..."

Yan Hanyu replied slightly solemnly.

Honghuang Saints, Sen Yuan!

Only played one battle.

Its opponent is Lou Louyu of the Jiuyou Saint.

The battle was quite satisfactory and not surprising.

Chen Yanfeng was somewhat surprised that Yan Hanyu would be optimistic about him.

...

Then, over time, all ethnic groups came together.

Located on the high ground north of the Grand Canyon, also under the watchful eye, the Ten-Fang Emperor's Platform slowly rose.

Same as yesterday.

Under the announcement of Lord Lingfeng Fengfeng's helplessness, the seven domineering great emperors once again came to the race area of ​​the saint conference in the form of avatars.

"The final ..." The emperor's tone was profound.

Several other emperors subconsciously turned their attention to the reincarnation emperor on the central throne platform.

Nine cities under the storm.

One step away from the tenth crown.

Of course, the emperors seemed to have their own thoughts and different expressions, but the reincarnation emperor was extremely calm and seemed to have no emotional fluctuations.

Even if it is a casual audience outside the field, at this moment there will be expectations and restlessness in the heart.

But the reincarnation emperor's eyes were calm and could not be touched.

"It's true that the people who won the nine championships are not nervous, some of us can't calm down ..." The Star Emperor said slightly with a mockery.

"Oh, you didn't know him on the first day, this is the 'reincarnation emperor' ..." the Emperor smiled lightly.

"Okay, there are a lot of us just eliminated."

The Emperor of the Burning Sky shook his head.

To some extent, several saintly emperors who have stopped in the second round have a more relaxed mentality.

In the other few people, there are some emotional changes that are not easily detectable.

...

Several emperors appeared.

This means that the finals will begin.

The atmosphere outside the court gradually calmed down.

Of course, at this moment, a domineering figure flashed with a gorgeous arc of thunder suddenly appeared on the highland stand in the north.

"this is?"

The audience was shocked.

The expressions of countless people were a little weird.

what's the situation?

...

That person was not someone else, it was the Thunder King.

With a lot of confused eyes, Shangguan stepped up to the throne of Thunder King and raised the gesture of invitation.

"Leidi, please sit down ..."

Seat?

Where's the seat?

Looking from a distance, I saw that the direction shown by Shangguan Wuze was also the Shifang emperor's seat.

...

"what happened?"

There was a noisy riot immediately.

Especially the demon pupils of the holy tribe frowned.

Want to do something again?

Sure enough, the Thunder Emperor first saw several emperors on the ten-square emperor's seat bowing and posing, but immediately they sat on the emperor's seat of the demon pupil.

"Wow ..."

There was an uproar in the room.

Everyone's heart is full of surprises.

What is going on here?

Lei Yu's ending was terrible yesterday.

The Thunder Emperor is still sitting in the position of the Demon Pupil with such fanfare at the moment?

...

"Huh, it's shameless!" Sirius laughed coldly with Rao Fei's behavior.

Chu Chen, who was sitting with Li Wushou and others, narrowed his eyes, and there was a little frost in his eyes.

...

"It seems that the Thunder Holy Tribe is not dead yet!" Yan Hanyu said with interest, touching his chin.

"It's not that easy. Even if you win a thunder, you can't change the situation of the demon pupils saints. Unless the champion named Chu Hen won the championship, it can be convincing.

"Difficult!"

...

Although the Thunder Saints lost their face yesterday in the Sky Terrace.

However, the emperor is the emperor after all.

The Thunder Emperor regained that position, and only a few people opposed it. Most people did not feel that there was anything wrong.

"The record is the record, don't Yan Hanyu and Chen Yifeng stop in the second round? It does not affect the reputation of the emperor."

"It makes sense that Thunder Emperor has the strength to sit on it, which has nothing to do with Thunder ’s defeat yesterday."

"Just!"

"Don't worry too much about this, just wait for the final!"

...

The speaker is intentional.

The listener is also attentive.

Although most people say so lightly, for the people of the demon pupils, their hearts are blocked by cotton, which is extremely uncomfortable.

However, Chu Hen also knows another layer of deep meaning.

Sen Leng's frost and cold breath became sharper in his eyes.

The Lord of Lingbi Peak, Shangguan's helplessness pretended to be just like a person who was fine.

Immediately the wind rose and flew towards the central area of ​​the Grand Canyon.

Falling steadily on a square table in the middle of the canyon.

"The day of the finals is about to start. There are ten players who have finished yesterday's promotion ..."

"Wow!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's mind was shocked.

Everyone's eyes showed many expectations.

Then, several young people with extraordinary spirits walked down the stands outside the venue and walked towards the canyon ahead.

"Yu Shenyin!"

"Yu Shenyin!"

"Reincarnation saint, win!"

...

"Honghuang Holy Tribe, the strongest!"

"Sen Yuan, win!"

...

"Man Diquan, champion!"

"Miss Bai Qianyu, we support you!"

...

The bursts of cheering and cheering are like the ups and downs of a tsunami that cannot be suppressed.

"Brother Chuhen, come on!"

"Chu Chen, you must win!"

Ye Yao, Qiao Xiaowan, Qing Xue, and others also opened their throats and shouted, but their voices were directly drowned in other momentums ~ www.readwn.com ~ Are there fewer people? "Looking at the several figures who stepped into the Grand Canyon, the crowd under the scene couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Obviously, there are ten advancers.

There are only eight people ahead.

"Dragon annihilation, dragon annihilation of Dragon Blood Saints is not there."

"So is Lu Yuzhi, a saint of samsara, and she is gone."

...

Dragon off!

Lu Yuzhi!

Everyone was shocked and suspicious.

What about people?

"Neither of you knows yet? Just last night, Long Mi was disabled ..."