Chapter 580

"It's our turn." On the broken emperor stage, someone said with a smile.

The vast sea of stars, hundreds of millions of living beings, but half a hundred years to reach the breakout of the Empire, how many people?

Wangyue, lixian'er, they are just the top emperor of heaven.

It has been a hundred years since the rain broke the emperor's realm.

It goes without saying that there are very few talented people who can take the second place.

"We are all familiar with each other. It's too complicated to fight. Let's do our best. We'll see for ourselves that the envoys of Tianbei mountain are here." Ji Longyu opened his mouth, others naturally nodded.

"This method is feasible." The one armed swordsman is the first to walk out. The terrible picture of duantian sword behind him is born. The heaven and the earth are like a rift valley, in which the meaning of sword is born, as if there is a ghost whistling.

"But this sword is as valuable as a broken sword." Someone in the stands praised him.

"I'll do it." In the second place, Zifeng walked out. He raised his hand. There was a crackling sound in the sky. It was thunderous. In the clouds, nine giant stings woke up, just like the death of the world.

"What a terrible thunder attribute." Another one praised and looked at the purple thunder Emperor: "Purple thunder emperor, there are successors. Congratulations."

"Ha ha, you're welcome. I don't know how to be restrained at all. I can't afford such praise." Purple thunder emperor gentleman smile not close mouth, modest way.

After a move, Zifeng complacent smile, look to Chuyan direction: "such a blow, if kill you, you think you can block?"

"He didn't play, it was the right choice." The one armed swordsman sneered.

Chuyan was calm, as if he had not heard their words.

On the tenth stage, each big Tianjiao made a blow to show himself.

The old man on the first seat looked at him and nodded his head from time to time. As Ji Longyu said, he had already made a judgment in his heart.

Among them, Ji Longyu, Lengfeng and Shen Xueting are the most outstanding. All of them are the 11 people of destiny, and their strength is amazing.

Ji Longyu's strike is like the king of heaven, and his golden scepter is like a solar plate, holding the hands of all living beings.

Leng Feng, with his power of separation, turns into thousands of virtual shadows. Alone, he is like an imperial army. He has a Guqin in his hand. The Guqin sound is loud and powerful, just like a general of a country. He leads thousands of troops and touches the country while talking and laughing.

Compared with the other two, Shen Xueting's attack is a kind of flattering skill, which can make people hallucinate. Her beautiful eyes blink like a gorgeous fox, which brings everyone into her world. The phantom comes into being, makes the gentle hometown, buries the hero tomb, and makes the emperor indulge in it.

"It's the destiny of the three. I'm afraid no one can fight against such an attack." The crowd nodded.

At this time, Shen Xueting takes back her charm. She is very beautiful. With the backbone's posture, she is very plump in some place, which makes many men hot blooded.

Just at the moment, she was a little surprised. She looked up at Chuyan. They looked at each other with four eyes. Chuyan gave a faint smile.

"Interesting. Is Master Chu good at magic as well?" Shen Xueting laughs. Just now, she created a dreamland with beautiful pictures. There are thousands of fairies dancing and tempting all living beings. She is as good as Ji Longyu and is trapped in it.

Chu Yan didn't. in the dreamland, he took it calmly and let countless pink skeletons provoke him, but he turned a blind eye to it. The most important thing is that in the dreamland, Shen Xueting found that Chu Yan was extremely sober while everyone was sinking, and they even lived equally in the dreamland.

You know, those who are good at illusions are gods in their own illusions. But just now, Shen Xueting found that Chu Yan has the same dominant power in her illusions.

"Not good at it." Chu Yan smiles and shakes his head. He doesn't lie. He hasn't practiced magic, but he has practiced the power of mirror image. So the moment Shen Xueting created magic, he copied it and created a mirror image.

So there's nothing wrong with Shen Xueting's strangeness. It seems like Shen Xueting's magic just now, but it's also a mirror image of Chu Yan.

They didn't know what happened in the dreamland, so they looked at Chu Yan one after another.

"Bullshit Ye Xun raised his thumb and asked, "can you tell me how you did it?"

"Probably handsome." Chu Yan touched to touch chin, serious way.

"Do you know how to write a face?"

"I really don't know..." Chu Yan Road, ye Xun is dumb again, how can have such shameless person.

"You can step back." After the performance of the people on the tenth stage, the elder of Tianbei mountain said, which made many people sigh, but they didn't have enough.

But immediately, they became energetic again, because after the emperor's war, there was another war, that is, the monarch.

That's the most gifted existence in the sea of stars, half a hundred monarchs.

"Boom!" At this moment, all the battlefields changed, and the number of stone statues in garrison doubled, because junzhan was so terrible.

The king's hand is extraordinary.On the highest seat, many people nodded slightly, looking very proud.

"You fight Half a hundred kings are born saints. "

There is a legend in Xinghai that if you can become a king in half a century, you will become a saint as long as you don't fall. Therefore, in a sense, once a power becomes a king in half a century, you will think how long they will become a saint in the near future.

At this time, there was a sudden burst of monarchical will in the distance. A young man rose into the void, stood up with his hands down, and walked to the battlefield.

In an instant, the boundless swordsman was boiling and full of pride.

"Zhuo Yang! He was the first one to take the stage. He seems to be very confident. Does he want to win the first prize of Tianyan? "

After Zhuoyang, another man immediately stepped out, with a big body and a bloody axe on his back, just like the God of heaven.

Compared with Zhuo Yang, his way of appearing on the stage was extremely violent. He stepped out with three tremors on the ground every step.

"It's the axe maniac!"

The name of "crazy axe" is not his own.

And this man loves to fight. When he meets his opponent, he must fight. On the Blood Axe behind him, there are many stripes, each of which represents a heavenly pride defeated in his hands.

After that, three more people flew out and jumped to the battle platform. Their breath was extraordinary. One of them was Chen Yang, the son of the leader of the poison sect. He was the king of the people. But the most frightening thing was his mysterious way of poisoning.

The second person, named Lou Fengyu, is a lineage of Tianbei mountain. After 40 years of practice, he has the strength of the king.

The third person is the sage of all saints.

These six people, Zhuoyang and axe madman are the second level of the king, the rest are the first level of the king, but even so, they are proud enough.

"There's another one!" A lot of people's eyes were fixed, and they saw a terrible breath rising in the distance. The sky turned into a picture of rivers and mountains, relying on icebergs.

"Taixu's disciples, Beiming kills heaven!"

Chu Yan sweet look, two years, the king of the north to kill the sky stronger, jiangshanjun map is almost perfect, standing there, just like the emperor.

After he came to power, he looked at Chu Yan like a knife, as if tearing up the distance, full of murderous intent.

He will repay Chu Yan for his revenge.

Some people who know the grudge between Chu Yan and Beiming, look at Chu Yan sympathetically.

In the emperor's road, Chu Yan won the battle of Beiming to kill heaven, but now Beiming is the king.

In the end, there are seven people standing and falling on the stage of king. All of them are the children of destiny. It's no exaggeration to say that the seven of them are the seven most talented people in a sea of stars.

"Just because we can stand here, we have reserved the top seven of the feast, but there is only one first. It seems that we have to have a competition." Lou Feng said with a calm smile.

"Indeed, I am also curious about who is more suitable to be the first one of destiny, who is also known as the son of destiny in the world." Chen Yang, the son of the king of poison, laughs.

"Zhuoyang and I are in the same realm as you. I won't deceive you. You decide to be the strongest and fight with me." Axe crazy everyone as the name said.

"You're too confident." Chen Yang cold laughter, the next moment will move, such as ghosts in general, toward the axe madman attack, terrible Jun Tu bloom.

"Roar!" With the roar of the axe madman, the blood axe on his back splits out of the void when he holds it with both hands. With only one blow, he hears a click. Several suppression stone statues guarding Juntai appear cracks. The blood light is like a python. He opens his blood mouth and devours Chen Yang.

But Chen Guang's face was still pale after the pressure.

"Don't listen to me." Axe madman cold hum, Chen Yang eyes demon: "do you think you go?"

As soon as the axe Madman's face coagulated, black stripes appeared on his skin. Was he poisoned?

"Worthy of being the son of poison King..."

"This poison is not enough." The axe madman gave a loud drink, and a terrible blood light rose in his body. The blood was boiling, and then he saw a stream of black smoke flying out of it?

"Blood boiling?" Chen Yang's face is more ugly, cold hum, finally is not challenge ax madman, turn around to attack the others.

"Axe madman is really overbearing, like a humanoid machine."

On the stage, there was no one to provoke the Madman of Chu for a moment. After Chen Yang retreated, he fought with Beiming Shatian once again. After a hundred moves, he retreated and gave a thumbs up to Beiming Shatian: "fierce."

Next, there are seven people on the stage. The most wonderful one is the battle between Zhuo Yang and axe madman. Both of them are level two. Zhuo Yang is good at sword. He has the reputation that sword is faster than light. He is dexterous. In front of Chu Madman, he has some advantages, but after fighting, he looks embarrassed. He finds that his sword can't break the line of axe madman.

The axe madman is enveloped by Jun Tu's blood axe, just like a bloody God of war. With one axe, Zhuo Yang can only fight.

"Boom!" There was another roar, and the blood of the axe madman was even more terrible. His body became huge and the axe was cut out.Zhuo Yang was enveloped by the giant axe, his eyes were not willing, but he finally stepped back and said in a low voice: "I give up and win the Tianyan, you should be the first!"

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