"When things come to an end, you can be so tough. I admire your courage!" Li Luo said coldly to the priest. Then he looked at the priest Wu, and jumped angrily: "Wu, are you mute? Speak! "

The priest's face was also very ugly. Now there's no need to say anything. Facts have proved that it's difficult for Wu Zhen to defeat Hao Senyu with his flattering move.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The priest of the hidden mirror said calmly, "give us an explanation! If not, the sacred fire sacrifice will be held by your Wuzhen tribe alone, and both of us will withdraw! "

The Wuzhen tribe is so muddled. How dare they block their lives? It's still too late to retreat before they formally oppose Nu Tianyi.

When the crowd focused, the priest's face was actually more ugly than anyone present.

His cheek muscles wriggled slightly, showing his inner restlessness, and his voice was hoarse and trembling because of the violent change of mood: "Hu Yifan, do you have any other reason?"

How to convince him that only one cultivation is injured?

"Don't you believe it?" Xia Qingchen asked.

The priest Wuzhen stared at him and tried to resist the impulse of anger: "how do you want me to believe it? Unfortunately, I was injured at this time, and since I was so badly injured, I also asserted that I could recover at dawn. How can I believe you? "

Not long ago, he could beat number Senyu with one move, but in the twinkling of an eye he claimed to be injured. Who could accept it?

In the crowd, hearing the news, the Black Ghost life thought: "Dad, is it because he used some brute techniques to stimulate his potential that he defeated Hao Senyu? Now his potential is exhausted and he's back to his original form?"

As soon as this remark was made, most of the people present suddenly got up.

not bad

This explanation is the most reasonable. Otherwise, how could a super Tianjiao who could defeat the first wild warrior with one move ever be unknown?

Even the priest Wuzhen guessed that the changes of Xia Qingchen's body were indeed caused by barbarism.

Wu Guiming added fuel and vinegar and said, "Dad, he deceived you and our Wuzhen tribe. You'd better smash it with stones according to the rules of Wuzhen tribe!"

Xia Qingchen's fist made the Black Ghost's life hate while you were ill.

One side of UBO Fu also narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "priest, kill him as soon as possible to calm the anger of the other two tribes, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable."

Priest Wuzhen's eyes turned hesitantly. If he killed, it would be a pity. If he didn't kill, it would be difficult.

At this moment, Wu xiangtian came out firmly with a steel knife: "kill him. Where can you find a substitute?"

There are only less than three hours left from the sacred fire sacrifice. It is impossible to find a dead man who is in line with his age, is willing to play and has certain strength.

A word woke up the people. The faces of the pear falling priest and the mirror hiding priest changed again and again, and they dared not threaten again.

If the number of people is not enough, it is impossible to hold the sacred fire sacrifice.

Wu xiangtian said at the right time, "it's better to give him a chance and let him die in a fight while he still has a little potential."

He is the only one who knows that Xia Qingchen is not using overdraft potential brute force.

Because, before defeating No. Senyu, Xia Qingchen also took the red slave's palm and didn't die. There was a long time between them, but the overdraft potential could only last for an hour.

Therefore, Xia Qingchen said that he was injured in cultivation. He believed it, but the rest didn't believe it.

Priest Wuzhen looked at the pear drop priest and the mirror hiding priest: "what do you think?"

They looked at each other and sighed heavily, "Hey! What else can we do now? "

Unless they give up fighting for the throne!

However, they can never let go of the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They can only place their hope on the other eight dead, hoping that their strength can offset the adverse effects of summer dust.

The priest Wuzhen said, "well, let's break up. I'll reconsider."

When a group of people dispersed, he looked at Xia Qingchen again, with a cold look of suppression in his eyes: "fight tomorrow, you try your best."

He has been unable to place the hope of victory on Xia Qingchen. He needs to be prepared!

"You are ready to keep your promise." Xia Qingchen was calm as before, turned and left. Before leaving, he glanced at the sky, and his lips moved: "thank you."

"Each other." Wu proudly raised his neck to the sky, still as arrogant as before.

Xia Qingchen helped him once. He helped Xia Qingchen once and even with each other!

Time flies, it's dawn.

Xia Qingchen bends his knees silently. Relying on his strong physique and some healing drugs, his internal injury has healed.

"Catch up." Xia Qingchen stood up, his bones were like fried beans, making a crackling sound. In his seemingly thin body, there was a surging physical strength.

A strange noise awakened the sleeping luoshuixian.

In half a month, she slept soundly for the first time. She regained her full spirit. Looking at Xia Qingchen who had not slept all night, she showed a grateful smile. She got up knowingly and served him with shampoo: "childe, please."

She had put herself in the posture of a maid. Xia Qingchen took the towel and said, "you're welcome."

Luo Shuixian stood in front of Xia Qingchen in relief: "yesterday, when you saved me from the barbarians, I was already your man. It's right to serve you."

Xia Qingchen waved his hand: "it's a small effort to save you. Why do you care so much?"

Luo Shuixian shook his head and smiled calmly on his cheek: "I don't care what you think, but yesterday when you asked the barbarian for me as a reward, I belonged to you."

"Of course, if you leave me alone, I won't complain." Luo Shuixian smiled and collected, and his face was filled with a trace of uneasiness.

Xia Qingchen refuses again and again. Do you really want to take care of her?

After all, it may not be easy to take her out of the south of the building.

"Well, follow me." Xia Qingchen patted her on the shoulder, and a trace of star power poured into her body to help her calm down.

In this way, Luo Shuixian bloomed again. He hurriedly arranged his clothes and combed his hair, just like a maid.

"Priestess Wu, please!" A barbarian's message sounded outside the door.

time out!

"Let's go!" Xia Qingchen steps out with his hands down, and Luo Shuixian follows suit.

Soon after, the golden account.

The core clansmen of Wuzhen tribe have been present. In addition, there are two dead men Xia Qingchen once met. Their bodies are full of pinholes and their faces are particularly determined.

A little strange, Black Ghost life stood side by side with them.

"Here you are." The priest Wu Zhen simply nodded his head to Xia Qingchen and said, "now, to you who participate in the fighting, officially announce the rules of the fighting."

Xia Qingchen listened patiently. The rules were very simple. By drawing lots, he fought with the strong selected by Nu Tianyi one by one in the crater.

"In view of the instability of volcanoes in recent years, I will give you participants to wear a sacred stone." He took out three broken sacred stones. To Xia Qingchen's surprise, there was a trace of divinity on the sacred stone( (continue to update at 12:00)