Chapter 816

Whoosh

It's almost the moment that the fanlan patriarch appears in the competition stage.

The half step tianjiwu, who was proud of himself on the competition platform and was sure to win, jumped off the competition platform without hesitation.

"Admit defeat before the war?" Those around him were dumb.

"A bunch of idiots." That half step heaven extremely martial, disdain ground ground hums.

"Lord franlan is a strong man in the real world. How can I win?"

"It's better to admit defeat than to be bombed down."

This strong one is straightforward.

Everyone knows the difference between the half step heaven and the real heaven.

It's almost a second kill situation.

In any case, it's better to admit defeat directly and avoid the pain of skin and flesh.

"I thought there would be a fierce battle. It seems that the competition for the seventh place can be ended directly." Lu Zheng said with a smile.

Xiao Yi nodded.

If only those who have been famous for a long time.

The fight, it will be extremely fierce, and it will last for a long time.

However, the appearance of a strong man in the extreme circumstances directly declared the ownership of the seventh quota.

"Who's going to challenge?" The Lord of wild orchid had a big drink.

There was no response.

No one dares to accept the declaration of war by the strong in the extreme of heaven.

Not long after that, the old man on the competition platform, who was the first sub hall master of fengcha hall, directly announced the seventh quota, belonging to the fanlan patriarch.

"There's one last place left." Zhuo Duxing's eyes are full of war spirit.

"Maybe I can fight for it."

Among those who watched the war around, several of them were extremely strong in the sky, showing their incomparable fighting spirit.

All the strong people in Tianji are the strong ones in Fengsheng area.

Any one of them is in a high position.

In the wind silence meeting, it is surprising that a violent Lord came to attend.

There will never be a second polar realm to compete for.

So, the eighth quota, for many of the most powerful people, is still unknown.

However, the next second, the old man's words on the stage, but let all the people in the audience into a surprise.

"The competition for places in the meeting is over." The old man announced in a loud voice.

"What?" Those who were present were astonished.

"Isn't there still room for the eighth

The top seven have been selected

"For the eighth place, there are already candidates."

"There is a candidate?" Those present were full of wonder and anger.

"Are you kidding? You can't make a decision?"

"The wind silence assembly is a grand event in the whole Fengsheng area. The strong get the quota."

"How can it be obtained directly without competition."

"Not bad." Many martial artists began to abuse.

"Fengchadian, although you are the organizer of this wind silence meeting, you are not afraid to be reduced to a joke if you are so selfish?"

"Fengcha temple, but you want to bully us ordinary warriors?"

For a while, the whole wind was quiet, and tens of thousands of martial arts people around him were in a turbulent mood.

"Don't be impatient." On the competition stage, the old man frowned and drank coldly.

"Hum, if we don't give an explanation today, we won't give up." Tens of thousands of martial artists are extremely angry.

The number of seats in the wind silence conference is enough for everyone to covet.

If the strength is not as good as the people, it will be enough to compete for places.

But if the quota is set internally, it is totally unacceptable to all.

"Cough." Just then, an old cough sounded.

The sound, not very big, was clearly transmitted to everyone.

On the table, a figure slowly stood up.

"The quota is set by me." It was the Lord of the wind Hall who spoke.

"If you have any opinion, you can go straight to me."

Boom

The main voice of the wind Hall fell, and an inexplicable force swept the audience.

The breath of tens of thousands of warriors was suppressed in an instant.

"Lord of the wind Hall..." A group of martial arts, face a change.

"Now, do you have any other opinions?" The calm voice of the Lord of the wind hall resounded through the audience.

"We..." A group of martial arts people are very ugly.

"Since the quota set by the Lord of the wind hall, we have no opinion."

A group of warriors bit their teeth and finally shook their heads.

However, the unwilling look on the faces of the people proves that they are not as indifferent as they say.

On the match table, the wind hall master didn't care about the faces of the warriors.

"Those who get the quota will go to the competition stage." The calm voice of the Lord of the wind hall spread all over the hall.Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

Seven people, such as Fengsheng prince, Churou, Yufeng, liuhuangzi, qinhongyi and fanlan patriarch, jumped onto the competition platform one after another.

"Well." The wind hall master looked at seven people with satisfaction.

Then, with a big hand.

Seven consecutive lights appeared in front of seven people.

"Well?" Seven people face to show doubt, immediately face a change.

"This This is... "

The big prince, Chu Rou, Yu Feng and others did not change their faces.

On the contrary, it is Qin Hongyi, the sixth prince, the Lord of the wild LAN, and so on, whose faces are full of surprises.

"Such an amazing breath is far superior to the top-notch vessels. Is it holy?" The Lord of wild LAN exclaimed.

"Sacristy?" Below, all the martial arts take a breath of cool air, and their faces are envious.

"Holy vessels? How could that be possible. " Lu Zheng frowned.

"That's a treasure coveted by even the strongmen of the boundless holy land."

"Not sacred." Xiao Yi shook her head.

The name of the sacred vessel was learned from the conversation with the head of Duanmu temple.

The so-called sacred utensil is a kind of powerful treasure that only those who are strong in boundless territory are entitled to obtain and use.

Because of the boundless territory, also known as the holy land, so this powerful treasure, called sacred vessels.

Sacristy, completely above the original.

Even in ancient times, it was extremely rare, and the idle people who were strong in limitless territory did not necessarily possess it.

Such a rare treasure, even if it's fengcha hall, can't take out seven at once.

"It's a sub saint." On the competition stage, the master of the wind hall gave the answer.

"It turned out to be a sub saint." A group of martial arts, the face showed a sudden color, but the color of envy on the face, did not fade too much.

The power of the so-called sub sacred vessels lies between the sacred vessels and the best ones.

Its power is stronger than that of the best one, but it doesn't reach the level of sacredness.

"These seven take the sacred objects as the protection for the seven of you to enter the holy land of emptiness." The Lord of the wind hall looked at the seven men and gave an order.

"When you come out of the holy land of emptiness, you have to return it. Do you understand?"

"Yes, master Xie Feng." Ah, take the seven.

"Well, you may follow me to the holy land of emptiness." The Lord of the wind Hall said in a loud voice, then the figure flashed and flew forward.

The holy land of emptiness and quietness is the center of such a large holy land of wind and silence.

The only people who can really enter the holy land of emptiness are the seven who get the quota.

Others can only wait at the edge of the empty holy land.

A group of martial arts, with the wind hall Lord forward.

But ten minutes later, people have come to the center of the holy land.

Strong and astonishing winds surround the area.

The gust of wind that seems to be able to annihilate people's mind makes people shudder.

At the front, at the center of the gale, there was a figure sitting cross legged.

Let annihilation wind rage, but can not hurt him.

"Is that?" A group of warriors, surprised to see the figure in front.

"That's the owner of the eighth place." Wind hall master chuckles.

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the third shift.

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