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A lean camel is bigger than a horse.

How did Fu Huan get hurt? The foundation is there.

It is very difficult for these Tianjiao to kill them.

He incarnated as a fire bull, which was sprayed out of the sky and fought fiercely with others.

"Dead."

Several Tianjiao, knowing the weakness of Fu Huan, joined forces to attack.

Puff!

The fire was in the sky, and in an instant, a Tianjiao was burned to ashes.

After that, the fire ox was besieged by the people.

After holding on for half an hour, Fu Huan was finally unable to persist.

Bang!

His body, impact on the Dongming mountain, a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth.

His breath was weak, his eyes blurred, and he was about to lose consciousness.

"I will never let you hurt..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell into a coma.

A few days of pride see, happy laugh.

As long as the top three can seek refuge.

What is the only ancient Saint camp then? They are fearless.

Inside Dongming mountain.

Fang Chen's whole body is surrounded by a strong congenital smell of ethylwood.

His injury is healing fast.

The evil lotus consumes too much power, especially the last one, which directly drains his whole body.

"Hoo!"

after a long time, Fang Chen opened his eyes and vomited out a mouthful of turbid Qi.

His face was ruddy. Although he had not recovered from the injury, he had preliminary combat effectiveness.

"I don't know what's going on outside."

Teng stood up and looked at the outside world through Dongming mountain.

This sight made him extremely angry.

"Damn it."

Fang Chen moved his mind and stepped out step by step.

On the Guanghua mirror, the figure of Fang Chen suddenly appears.

Suddenly, there was an uproar.

Countless warriors were surprised.

And only those who are strong in the ancient world will know how terrible Fangchen's healing ability is.

He had been seriously injured before, but under such circumstances, he recovered in only half an hour.

"It's terrible."

It is worthy of the greatest pride of all time.

"Fang Chen?"

Several people who were approaching Fu Huan became stiff.

"Scum."

Fang Chen uttered light words, and then displayed the skill of Shura sword.

Puff!

After several swords were wielded in succession, all of them turned to ashes without any resistance.

Mieshen square.

Wu Yu stood up, cleared his throat and said, "the third round is over."

Whoa!

The mountains around him disappear in a flash.

With his tired body, Fang Chen took the four Fu Huan people out of the mieshen mountain range.

The remnant Tianjiao, looking at Fang Chen's eyes, is full of panic and dare not to approach him.

The hero's return was admired by all.

When Fang Chen returned to mieshen square, warm applause rang out.

All the people in the ancient holy camp were excited and jubilant, while the black camp was dead and silent, staring at Fang Chen angrily, and eager to tear it into pieces.

This talent battle, the Blackpool camp lost too much.

The younger generation was arrogant and the whole army was destroyed.

"The talent competition is over, and the top ten are respectively...."

Wu Yu began to announce the results. Starting from the tenth place, every Tianjiao was a member of the ancient holy camp.

This makes the high-level of the ancient Saint camp happy.

"The fifth is the Bantan Taoist; the fourth is Yingxing; the third is the heart demon king."

After a slight pause, Wu Yu continued: "the second place is Fu Huan."

After reading Fu Huan's name, everyone knew that the first one belonged to Fang Chen.

"First place, Fang Chen."

However, even so, when Wu Yu read out Fang Chen's name, it also caused an uproar.

Looking back, Fang Chen is a black horse.

With a strong posture, he successfully won the first place in the talent competition. Since then, tianzunhai is the strongest and Tianjiao must belong to him.

At the same time, people also believe that he is the strongest tianzunhai Tianjiao.

The next time, award.

From the fourth to the tenth, they all got a piece of colorful gold.

Heize camp alien, see this scene, eyes more hate.

If it's not Fang Chen, the colorful gold is theirs.

But now, it's no use saying that. They can't do it in mieshen island.

The heart demon king and Fu Huan each chose a powerful divine art that matched with his own.Finally, it was Fang Chen's turn.

"Think about it first, and then you can make a decision."

Wu Yu first Fang Chen said.

Fang Chen Leng for a moment, immediately nod.

The end of the talent battle, countless people reluctant to part.

However, at the command of Wu Yu, the two camps soon left mieshen island.

"Fang Chen, come and sit down with me when you are free."

"Ha ha ha ha, Fang Chen, you have made great contributions to the ancient Saint camp this time. If you need to, just speak up."

The senior officials of the ancient Saint camp, before leaving, said hello to Fang Chen one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the vast mieshen Island, dense and dense strong has all gone.

Wu Yugang was about to speak. Suddenly, Fang Chen's face changed for a moment, and then he said eagerly, "master, my brothers have come to see me. I will go to meet them. Later, I will return to mieshen island."

Without waiting for Wu Yu to speak, Fang Chen rushed into the vast sea.

In a sea area not too far away from mieshen Island, five of them control a warship, and move forward rapidly.

"Why not?" The little mouse said anxiously.

"Soon, soon."

"Mieshen island is in front of us. We will see the boss soon."

Five guys, secretly happy.

However, at this time, the distant sea level, a sudden storm of wind, waves rolled up countless water column.

A dangerous smell spread.

"Be careful. It's dangerous."

Pangolins control warships and quickly avoid the huge waves.

Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo!

A humanoid monster covered with scales and armor, carrying a strong breath, came from the waves.

"Ancient gods?"

Five guys were shocked.

If they were ordinary ancient gods, they could join hands to fight against one of them.

But the guy in front of him was so powerful that they didn't even have the courage to do it.

"Don't worry. Maybe the strong one is not for us." The sea sank.

Five guys, standing on top of the warship, looking ahead warily.

Whoa!

The sea swayed and the warship rocked violently.

Huge waves, sweeping.

The ancient god of scale armor stepped forward on the waves, and his eyes fell on the warship.

"Ants, dare to move forward when I do?"

The ancient god of Lepidoptera was angry and wanted to vent his anger. Just met the mice, they five, naturally will not be merciful.

Whoa!

With a wave of his hand, the ancient god of scale armor suddenly rolled up the warship.

Click!

The warship fell apart, and five of them, little mice, fell into the sea.

"Dead."

The ancient god of scallop attacks the mouse with a powerful attack.

Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo!

Through the void, the speed of Dongming mountain has been improved to the extreme.

"Faster."

Originally, Fang Chen was very happy, but when he was close to the mice, he felt the breath of the ancient god of scales and felt extremely anxious in his heart.

Soon, he saw the ancient god Lepidoptera.

"Mean."

Fang Chen cursed, more anxious.

When he saw the ancient god of scallop, he suddenly appeared on the top of Dongming mountain and roared forward.

At the same time, with a wave of xingyin sword, the Shura storm moves forward rapidly, covering the ancient god of scale armor.

Bang!

The ancient god of scale armor easily smashed the Shura storm and turned his head to look at the rear.

"Fang Chen?"

A cold color appeared in the eyes of the ancient god of scallop.

"Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door, you break in."

Between the electric light and the flint, Fang Chen takes the Dongming mountain and comes to the five little mice.

"No, scarlet swirl."

Seeing that the scarlet whirlpool was about to appear, Fang Chen made a lunge and rushed to the sea, bringing five guys into Dongming mountain.

"Boss."

They were already in despair, waiting for death.

Who could have thought that the boss appeared at the critical moment.

"Ha ha ha, I miss you so much."

Five guys, surrounded by Fang Chen, are very informative.

Boom!

Dong Ming mountain shakes, and Fang Chen's body shakes for a while.

"Boss, let's run. The monster outside is too strong." Murmured the little mouse.

Fang Chen frowned and saw an evil ancient god of scale and armor through Dongming mountain.

"If I were a little late, I would never see my brother again."

The more he thought about it, the more angry he was.

"You wait for me here."The next moment, Fang Chen appeared on the top of Dongming mountain, staring at the ancient god of scale armor. In the palm, a white token appears.

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