"Has the saint martial arts assembly continued to start?"
Countless onlookers around breathed a sigh of relief. The saint martial arts assembly will continue to start. If Yutian palace and holy mountain really start a war, I don't know how many people will be affected.
"The real peak duel, who is the real emperor of pride!"
Many people continue to look forward to it. Compared with the war between holy mountain and Yutian palace, it is undoubtedly that these Tianjiao battles are more desirable.
This is also the purpose for hundreds of millions of people to gather inside and outside Zhongzhou city.
Many people travel thousands of miles. They come here for the purpose of the grand event once every 30 years. They want to know who is the new emperor of Tianjiao in the past 30 years!
"The saint martial arts assembly continues to start. You can continue to participate, or you can leave the meeting in advance. Of course, if you continue to participate, you can participate freely. You are the disciple of my Yutian palace test. Although you have not officially joined my Yutian palace, I Yutian palace will never let people bully the person I Yutian palace test!"
Old Guyue looked at Su Yi beside him and looked at Nalan Ruyu on a golden boulder in the distance. He said meaningfully, as if he meant something.
Following the eyes of the master of Guyue palace, Su Yi's eyes also looked at the magical figure on the golden boulder in the distance.
Su Yi understood old Guyue's words, and the Shengwu assembly continued to start. Once he fought against Nalan Ruyu, he was afraid that the other party would never keep his hand.
A faint sneer radian was slightly raised at the corner of the mouth. The ice kettle of holy mountain let the holy Martial Arts Conference continue to start. I'm afraid I want Na LAN Ruyu to fight. When I meet Na LAN Ruyu at that time, I'm afraid the other party won't keep his hand.
However, for Su Yi, he will never keep his hand. This is not an opportunity. This is also a real verification.
"Continue to participate. Thank you, master Gu Yue."
Su Yi understood what Guyue palace leader meant. Guyue palace leader was afraid that he would be afraid of Naran Ruyu. If he left the meeting, holy mountain could not do anything about himself at that time. If he chose to continue to participate, he could also let go and Yu Tiangong would help him to the end.
Yu Tiangong has been helping and protecting. Su Yi is grateful. At the same time, she also knows that Yu Tiangong is courting and courting. Although Yu Tiangong has its own purpose and takes a fancy to its own Tianpin soul quality and strength, Yu Tiangong can be so desperate for protection. If there is a chance to step on the peak one day, the drop of grace should also be rewarded by Yongquan.
Besides, the grace of Yutian palace now is far more than dripping water.
"Well, then let go and continue. The rules of the final duel of the saint martial arts conference are all random. This is the joint arrangement of the strong men of the holy mountain, five sects, three gates and Yutian Palace at the beginning. Everything depends on luck!" Old Guyue looked at Su Yi and smiled with appreciation in his eyes.
Later, old Gu Yue jumped away, and the strong people such as Guanlan Deputy palace master, Yan Lu Deputy palace master and Yunding Deputy palace master also nodded slightly and returned to the mountain where Yutian palace settled.
"Be careful!"
West ruthlessly whispered in Su Yi's ear, his face slightly frozen.
"No problem!" Su Yi showed a smile.
Xi mercilessly nodded, and with a sign of his eyes, he flew back to the Yutian palace lineup with the Qing emperor.
Ice kettle looked gloomy. With a sign of waving, a group of strong men in Shengshan returned to the original mountain, but their gloomy and fierce eyes kept staring at Su Yi.
This time, almost all the disciples who came to the holy mountain were damaged in their hands. I don't know how many of them were the disciples of the strong ones in the holy mountain, and even the grandchildren of the strong ones in the holy mountain. At the moment, if it weren't for the strong ones in Yutian palace, I'm afraid Su Yi would have been directly torn to pieces by the strong ones in the holy mountain regardless of their face.
But there are strong people in Yutian palace, and these strong people in holy mountain have to be afraid.
Among the five sects and three gates, the strong people who looked at the holy mountain and Yutian palace have all retreated, and the strong people's eyes were complex, and they immediately sat down again.
"It's just a few small things, which delayed the Shengwu assembly. Now the Shengwu assembly continues!"
A figure swept through the air and appeared in the void. His eyes were like Jiong, and his temperament was not angry but powerful. It was Ouyang Yuanfeng.
At this moment, ice kettle seems to be in no mood to preside over the saint martial arts conference, and replaced Ouyang Yuanfeng, the Lord of Zhongzhou city.
The sound of Ouyang Yuanfeng mixed with vitality echoed around. It was not loud, but it was enough for countless figures on the mountains and peaks to hear clearly.
This is also a test of strength, which ordinary people can't do.
Hearing the speech, the surrounding mountains gradually calmed down, and the Shengwu assembly was finally about to start again.
"Hum...!"
On this void, I don't know where there came a 'buzzing' huge bell, sonorous and shocking.
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In front of the surrounding mountains, all the noise stopped at this moment, completely quiet.
Ouyang Yuanfeng's eyes were bright and he glanced around.
In front of the whole mountains, all eyes are also betting on Ouyang Yuanfeng and the 32 golden boulders in the square at this moment.
Looking at the thirty-two people on the thirty-two golden boulders, countless young people around looked forward to it with passion.
These thirty-two people have become famous to some extent.
Stand out from millions of talents and prove their absolute strength. These are 32 real Tianjiao!
Someone is also looking at Ouyang Yuanfeng, the Lord of Zhongzhou city. It is no exaggeration to say that this is a giant and the goal that everyone wants to pursue.
It is said that Ouyang Yuanfeng was one of the last thirty-two Tianjiao at the Shengwu conference thirty years ago!
"Ladies and gentlemen, the saint martial arts conference is held once every 30 years. It is held together by the saint mountain, five sects, three gates, and Yu Tian palace. The last 32 people set foot on the void Saint martial arts platform. At that time, they will be able to enter the saint mountain to practice for a period of time, and will also be qualified to participate in the final duel. The final champion will get unexpected benefits, that is, they will have the opportunity to practice together with the saint son and Saint daughter of the saint mountain!"
Ouyang Yuanfeng's voice was steady and not loud, but it turned into sound waves and echoed around the void.
"You can practice on the holy mountain!"
Many people tremble and their eyes are burning. They will enter the holy mountain to practice for a period of time, especially the champion. Unexpectedly, he can practice together with the Holy Son and saint of the holy mountain. This is the opportunity that all people dream of.
"The once-in-a-generation martial arts conference, now I declare..."
Ouyang Yuanfeng looked around, appropriately increased his voice, and said, "the final Tianjiao duel... Officially begins."
"Boom..."
The whole mountains and peaks suddenly cheered into the sky, and bursts of sound waves converged and rushed straight into the sky.
"The final showdown is coming!"
"I don't know who will be the emperor of pride this time!"
Many people are eager to try, as if they were going to play.