Chapter 302：

Is this the end?

Liang De's strength is obvious to all. Although he was sent out first, he didn't expect him to defeat the terrifying Chen Shaojun, but at least he could hold on for a few rounds and spy on the opponent's means more, right?

The results of it?

In one round, he was defeated neatly...

This made many of them look a little ugly, and they had a deeper understanding of Chen Shaojun's strength.

In contrast, the many geniuses on the wasteland side were overjoyed, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed.

"call!"

The white-robed old man took a deep breath, came back to his senses, and said solemnly:

"This round... it's my Yuan Emperor Palace who lost! I also ask the young master to raise your hand!"

"Good to say."

Chen Qingyu smiled slightly, and with a thought, he released the power of [Controlling Everything].

That Liang De got out of the trap, turned over and stood up in an instant, withdrew his magical power, his face flushed, and his eyes were full of shame, Nuonuo said:

"The disciple is incompetent..."

"okay."

The white-robed old man waved his hand, motioned him to go down, turned to look at Chen Qingyu, and said:

"Young Master won a round, you can continue to choose an opponent."

Hear his words:

The many direct descendants in the seats on the right immediately became tense, not knowing who would be selected.

In fact:

After the previous rounds of battles, there are not many people who still have the right to fight at least once.

"Let me pick an opponent?"

Chen Qingyu's gaze swept across the many seats opposite, shook his head and said:

"No need."

"I'm here this time, I just want to learn some great tricks from Emperor Yuan's sect."

"Who wants to challenge someone Chen, please!"

Chapter 359 Invincible Myth! The voice of Chen Qingyu fell:

On the seat on the right, many direct descendants of the Yuan Emperor Palace couldn't help looking at each other, secretly talking through voice transmission.

Chen Shaojun voluntarily gave up the right to choose his opponent and handed him over to others, which really surprised them.

In their view:

This is obviously Chen Shaojun, who has absolute confidence in his own strength, so he dares to let Yuan Emperor Palace send people to fight at will.

"This…"

The white-robed old man frowned slightly, turned his head subconsciously, and looked at the many saints on the platform, and even the three holy kings.

On the platform:

Many Yuan Emperor Palace saints, and even the three holy kings, seem to have expected this.

The Holy King Tianchen in the center of the Dharma platform, with a calm expression as before, glanced at the white-robed old man.

The old man in the white robe got the gesture, and he immediately said with certainty in his heart:

"Then follow Shaojun's wish."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the top-ranked disciples in the seat on the right, and said loudly:

"Who wants to fight?"

The voice just fell:

A young man with a dignified appearance stood up from his seat and said loudly:

"I come!"

With his sleeve robe swung, Shi Shiran walked into the hall and bowed his hands:

"The ninth meridian, the sixth generation disciple, Chen Changchun!"

"I also hope that Young Master will not hesitate to enlighten me."

"Ok?!"

Chen Qingyu glanced at him, his heart moved, and his eyes flickered slightly.

This Chen Changchun, the ears and the corners of the eyebrows, actually revealed a sense of crystallization, which is obviously a mixed blood of the human race and the crystal race.

And his cultivation base is already at the peak of Tianchong Realm, and his breath is powerful, giving people a feeling of majesty and vastness.

Not surprisingly:

The life that this person has taken from the sky is even more than that of Liang De, and with his cultivation, he is truly an invincible genius who is capable of fighting against the great power of the Divine Treasure Realm!

Not only that:

On Chen Changchun's body, he could feel a familiar aura of blood, which was the blood of Saint King Chenliu!

This made Chen Qingyu's heart rush into thoughts:

"The nine ancestors said that when Emperor Yuan opened up the small world of Shengyuan, he once moved in a large number of elite races of various ethnic groups, including many noble bloodlines."

"This is the bloodline of King Chen Liusheng of Chen Changchun, that's how it should come..."

Of course:

The blood on Chen Changchun's body is very thin, not to mention the direct line in the capital of the gods, even some collateral lines are not comparable, at most they are remote branches.

His ancestors should be a group of victims in the chaotic situation that year, and they moved into the Shengyuan Xiaojing and settled down.

"It turned out to be my Chen clan, so polite."

Chen Qingyu thought so, then bowed his hands and spoke politely.

"Don't dare."

Chen Changchun returned a salute, his expression unchanged, and said lightly:

"My ancestors have been separated from the main vein for 30,000 years. They have multiplied in the small world of Shengyuan, and have intermarriaged with many bloodlines, and are isolated from the wasteland."

"I really can't bear the voice of the same family as Shaojun."

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and his heart became cold.

obviously:

This Chen Changchun has long regarded himself as a person in the small realm of the holy king, and does not recognize Chang Luo Chen and his ancestors at all.

Even if Chen's and Yuandi Palace go to war, he will only stand firmly on the side of Yuandi Palace.

"Then please."

He waved his sleeves, his expression cold.

"Please!"

Chen Changchun smiled casually, not caring about his attitude.

The white-robed old man said loudly:

"The battle begins!"

Next moment:

"Shh!"

Chen Changchun's figure suddenly became blurred, and dazzling five-color brilliance was released from his body, condensing into a gorgeous and unparalleled battle armor.

Like Liang De, he did not dare to hold back in the face of Chen Shaojun, and once he made a move, he was the most powerful divine power!

However:

Chen Qingyu's face was expressionless, his mind moved, and the surrounding space suddenly changed!

Endless catastrophe, crashing down!

Thunder, fire, frost, wind, stars fall, all things perish...

The terrifying power filled the entire space in an instant, and the terrifying power roared and roared recklessly, causing the face of Chen Changchun on the opposite side to change greatly!

"This!"

Not only him, but everyone in the Sanyuan Temple changed their faces.

Even on the Dharma platform, the many saints of Yuandi Palace, and even the three holy kings, all shrank their pupils!

"Boom..."

Many disasters and calamities are staged in turn, and within a thousand miles of space, there is a doomsday-like atmosphere!

Under such terrifying power, Chen Changchun had no time to do anything else, he could only maintain his defense, and under the bombardment of many natural disasters, he struggled to support!

His whole person is like a small boat in a violent storm, and there is a danger of overturning anytime, anywhere!

"No! Impossible!"

"How can his power be so tyrannical?"

Chen Changchun's heart was full of unimaginable colors, and a trace of shock and fear could not help showing in his eyes.

After just one breath:

"Crack!"

The five-color battle armor on his body shattered under the blow of many natural disasters!

"Bang!"

Numerous natural disasters bombarded him down, and in just an instant, they beat him to the ground.

From the beginning to the end, he did not have any resistance, and was crushed and defeated!

Chen Qingyu's sleeves were shaken, and he received the power of the doomsday natural disaster, and said lightly:

"Next."

"…"

The surroundings were silent and dead.

The many geniuses on the wasteland side were completely stunned.

On the other hand, the many direct descendants of the Yuan Emperor Palace also had a dull look, with a dazed look in their eyes.

How could this be?

This Chen Changchun's strength is more than ten times better than that of Liang De!

But under this method of Chen Shaojun, there was no resistance, and he was crushed and defeated in an instant, and he was seriously injured and dying?

"This... Could it be that this is Chen Shaojun's real means of pressing the bottom of the box?"

The white-robed old man trembled slightly, his eyes widened, full of inconceivable colors.

Before this:

Chen Shaojun's supernatural ability to defeat Liang De is already tyrannical and unimaginable!

With the cultivation base of the real astral realm, the proud disciple who defeated the Yuan Emperor at the click of a finger, the venerable master of the peak of the supernatural power realm, could not find a second person in the entire wasteland!

But who knows, that is not his proud method at all!

His strongest means are still hidden!

If it weren't for this time, Chen Changchun's attitude angered him, who would have known his true strength to such a terrifying level?

"This, this is terrible!"

"Even Senior Brother Chen can't last a round, who can beat him?"