Chapter 1272

As time goes by, all of the ten halls are closed, preparing for the debate between the two realms in the near future.

In the hall of Yama, the evil spirit is turbulent, and the powerful pressure is diffused, filling the whole primitive big star.

Yinhai ghost prison, a ghost King feels the amazing magic power from the ten halls of Yanluo in the distance, and his heart is filled with unspeakable boredom.

"My king."

The elder of the GUI clan came forward and respectfully said, "it seems that there is something big going on in the Terran."

"I know."

On the white bone throne, the ghost King nodded and said.

"Isn't it strange to the king that the thirteen Highness has never assigned us any tasks since our family took refuge in the Terrans. Now, the Terrans are conspiring against us, but we still haven't received any information and instructions. Does it mean that the thirteen Highness has never believed us at all?" The elder of the GUI clan said in a deep voice.

"Trust cannot be built overnight."

On the throne, the ghost King sighed and said, "wait patiently. The ghost and the Terran are now tied to the same ship. Only the Terran can obtain the strength of this war, can the ghost survive."

After hearing this, the elder of the GUI clan is silent and takes refuge in the Terran. He doesn't know whether it is right or wrong. How can the Terran, whose strength is obviously weak, fight against the powerful primitive demon kingdom?

"Yinji, go to the hell and ask your highness if there is a place where the ghost clan can work now?" The ghost King opens his mouth and calms down.

"Well."

Not far away, Yin Ji walked out, saluted, and immediately turned back.

Before long, in front of Yama hall, one of the ten halls of Yama, Yin Ji stepped forward and looked at his thirteen highness who was concentrating on healing. She saluted respectfully and said, "Your Highness."

In the palace of the king of hell, Ning Chen felt that his eyes looked at the former calmly and said, "what's the matter?"

"The ghost king sent me to ask if there's anything you need to do now?" Yin Ji is the color way.

Ning Chen hears speech, Mou son tiny MI, way, "temporarily don't need, you go back to tell the ghost king, soon, between the human race and the original evil realm will have a good play to perform, at that time will invite the ghost clan all kings to come to support."

Yin Ji has heard of it, and her eyes are even more different. What's the matter? It's actually related to the original magical state.

Wang Dian, Ning Chen did not say more, eyes closed, continue to recuperate.

In front of her, Yin Ji turns around and plunders towards Yin Hai ghost prison.

"Do you really distrust them?"

Ning Chen after death, peacock opens mouth to ask a way.

"Trust is hard."

Ning Chen said calmly, "we need to prove that the Terran is worthy of the trust of the GUI, and the GUI should also show their sincerity. Now, it's too early. It's meaningless to talk about trust without showing convincing strength."

The peacock nodded. It's true. Only when you are strong enough can you frighten your followers and Terrans. You need to prove your strength.

For a short episode, the palace of the king of hell recovers. With the help of peacock, Ning Chen continues to recover his injured body, and his evil spirit rises again.

When the kings of the underworld tried their best to prepare for the debate between the kings of the two realms, the Ziwei divine realm and the Lord of the divine realm appeared in person to discuss with the emperors of the magical realm about the specific matters of martial arts.

The negotiations were not smooth. The two sides argued endlessly about the details. It took three months for the two sides to reach a consensus. The day of debate is just around the corner.

The news came that a King opened his eyes and walked out of the palace one after another.

"Let's go."

Ning Chen looked at the crowd, calmly said a word, immediately, the figure flashed, toward the starry sky.

In front of the palaces of the kings, all the possible Terran kings stepped on their feet and caught up with them.

The kings who were in charge of staying at home looked at the sky, and they were worried.

This war is related to the future of the whole human race, and it can not be lost.

In the ghost prison of Yinhai, led by the ghost king, Yin Ji and three ghost elders set out together to chase all the kings of the underworld.

At the junction of Yaoguang star realm and hongluan star realm, the three emperors of the human race and the four masters of the demon realm all appeared and joined hands to open up the battlefield.

One by one, small worlds appear, or hot hell, or ice and snow, or evil spirit, or holy glory Different small worlds add more variables to the coming debate.

At this time, all sides of the starry sky, a stream of light, directly swept to their camp.

On the one hand, in the small world opened up by the four kings of the magic realm, a strong man who represents the original magic realm appears, and the strong Wang Wei shakes people's hearts.

Xuanmo, Asura, Xuanqi, kaluro, xuanlie, Luojia, dark moon queen One after another, there are many experts standing at the top of the king's realm. The heavenly demons are the masters of the royal family. The other four royal families also have strong men to fight. It's hard to know who they are.

Similarly, on the side of the human race, Ning Chen, peacock, Xia Ziyi, Xiaoyue Louzhu, mu qianshang and other people arrived together. Then, the night Lord and Gu Shengtian arrived, and the strong people of the human race came together to make the final preparations for the war.The debate is about to begin. In the small world, the Lord of the divine realm looks at the green robed Prime Minister beside him and says, "is it too late?"

"There should be time."

The green clothes person nods, coagulates a voice way, "calculate time, fast arrive."

Words sound square fall, far away, a blue streamer galloping from, if dancing, beautiful people side eye.

"What's this?"

In front of the kings of the human race, Ning Chen felt that he looked at the starry sky in the distance with a slightly shaking look.

Elder martial sister butterfly!

On one side of the original magic world, a demon master also saw the streamer coming from afar, and his face flashed with different colors.

Is this the secret weapon of the Terran?

"Who is she?" Xuanlie frowned and asked.

"I haven't seen it before. It's supposed to be a master hidden by the Terrans." The dark moon sorcerer said.

"The intensity of breath is average. No matter how strong it is, how strong it can be." Jialouluo snored coldly and looked down on him.

"Don't underestimate the enemy."

On one side, Asura, the demon God of war, opened his mouth and said in a cold voice, "there are too many amazing experts in the human race. If you despise the enemy, you will only expose your ignorance."

When challouluo heard the words, his breath stagnated, but he could not refute them.

In the Terran camp, in the small world, the butterfly in the flower comes. After the Terran kings are shocked, they quickly come back to God.

"Sister butterfly."

Ning Chen looks at the woman of the front blue dress blood hair, opening mouth to call a way.

In front of her, the beautiful woman standing barefoot is petite, but she has an unimaginable tenacity. The return of the God of swords and butterflies in flowers adds strength to the human race.

"Younger martial brother, long time no see."

Huazhongdie looks at the young man in front of him with a sweet smile and says.

"Didn't you come with elder martial sister butterfly?"

Ning Chen doesn't understand a way.

"The empress is too far away by the turbulence of space, and may not be able to come back before the end of this debate. However, the elder said that the empress is OK, don't worry." The butterfly in the flower whispers.

Ning Chen hears speech, lightly nods, in the heart how many some regrets, the female Zun can't go to war, too regrettable.

In the rear, lime looked at the woman in front and said, "since Butterfly Girl is back, the decision on the sword will be made by Butterfly Girl."

"Well."

Ning Chen nods. There's no doubt about it. His Sabre technique is what he learned from elder martial sister die. Although it's OK, there's still a big gap compared with elder martial sister die.

"Even though Zhiming doesn't need to appear again when it comes to the decision on the sword, Zhiming must take up one of the two battles."

Mu qianshang said that Zhiming is one of the most powerful among all the kings of the human race. If Zhiming doesn't take part in the war, he will lose too much to the human race.

"The best way to know one's fate is the sword. It's better to play in the sword discussion." The setting star opens his mouth.

In addition to Xia Ziyi, all the kings nodded and agreed.

"Not right."

In the rear, peacock spoke and said, "even if you are a Zhiming Marquis, you don't have a good chance of winning in the face of Xuanqi. You should understand that in this battle, every duel has its limits. Under the absolute superiority of cultivation, Xuanqi is almost invincible. The strength of Zhiming lies in the balance. In this battle, there are too many restrictions on him, and the chance of winning is slim."

After hearing the speech, the kings thought it over carefully and kept silent.

"The decision on the sword can only be fought. In fact, it doesn't make much difference who comes out." Ning Chen said.

"It's still up to me." Summer son clothes calm way.

"Good friend, you should know that the chance of winning this battle is very low." Ningchen zhengse road.

"I understand."

Xia Ziyi said faintly, "this game, after all, needs someone to fight, doesn't it?"

"In that case, the magistrate will take my place in the battle."

Peacock mouth, zhengse way, "no matter the opponent is Luojia or xuanlie, Zhiming Hou foundation is inferior, this battle, Zhiming Hou appear, more suitable than me."

"Well."

Rather Chen nods, should come down, like this, perhaps is the best result.

During the conversation, the time for discussing martial arts is approaching. In the middle of the two camps, one side of the small world has been opened up. The six small worlds are constantly turning, just like the six samsara and unpredictable.

"Now we're ready to extract the category of the first debate."

At this time, on the void, the emperor of the primitive demon Kingdom and the Terran opened his mouth and said.

"I'll go."

In the Terran camp, lime whispered a word, and immediately jumped up and swept over.

In the magic camp, the dark moon sorcerer leaves and flies to the sky together.

In the void, two people come. In front of a huge wheel, they stretch out their hands and press on the wheel together.

At the next moment, the sun is shining all over the sky, and the wheel is turning. The five characters of sword, spear, sword, halberd and palm are constantly changing, which affects everyone's heart here.

After counting the breath, the wheel stopped, and a huge halberd appeared in front of everyone's eyes."Galuro, it's your turn."

Asura looked at the man and said.

"Well."

Gallow light should be a, immediately jump forward toward the front.

The Terran camp, in the spotlight, the night Lord walked out and said calmly, "I will bring this victory back."

Words sound down, night master figure swept out, flying to the front of the small world.

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