May five.
A special day.
Why is it special? Because the Eleventh Jihad Finals will be held today, geniuses from all departments will compete for the championship.
Van Gonzalez disciples have already participated in this type of competition a lot, but following the patriarch to the magnificent competition field, witnessing the geniuses who entered one after another, the blood in the body instantly burned.
"Second Brother."
Su Xiaomo grinned: "I seem to have found the feeling of the first competition."
"Me too." Li Qingyang laughed.
Grew from the lower bound to the present, they have experienced large and small competitions, and they should have been uninteresting, but the players they face at this moment are stronger than before, as if they have found that youthful youth.
"Cut."
Ye Xingchen snorted coldly: "Jiao Qing."
Although his mouth says so, the blood boils to a degree no worse than others.
The Night Emperor is belligerent and well known.
"Night Brother." Su Xiaomo came over and whispered: "Xie Lingyao, the champion of the race in the sea, is not the woman you abandoned?"
"What is abandonment!"
The night star shouted: "I have nothing to do with her!"
"Oh."
Su Xiaomo left in a daunting way and secretly said: "I just said casually, what is the emotion of the younger brother?"
something wrong!
I must be optimistic about him!
The game is about to start. Instead of putting your mind on your opponent, you start to gossip. It is indeed Su Go left.
"Call!"
"Call!"
Jun Changxiao led his disciples to prepare to enter the meeting place, and suddenly a spooky demon spirit appeared behind him.
Don't guess.
Definite Emperor Demon.
As expected, the villain, who could not see his face clearly, led eighty-one Yoshiko to come over.
Jun Changxiao brought dozens of qualified disciples already very popular, but was instantly slagged compared with others.
"Cut."
The dog left is not taken for granted.
Because of the limited space in the galaxy, more disciples cannot be promoted.
If there is still a chance to participate in the next term, send them all to the major galaxies to play the main game. Then the finalists are all my eternal ancestors, so ask you if you are afraid!
"Monarch Sovereign."
The voice of the Devil Emperor Lengsen said: "Although this is a competition of the fighting type, life and death also have to be fate."
With this remark, Yoshiko's eyes turned to kill.
Obviously.
If you meet the disciples of Van Gogh in the finals, it is definitely not just a matter of winning or losing.
"Not bad."
Jun Changxiao agreed: "Participating in the tournament is equal to going to the ring, and life and death are destiny."
Li Qingyang and others were unwilling to show their weakness, shaking their heads and shaking their heads one after another.
"Great!"
"Dare to fight with Demon Emperor!"
"Enough man!"
People don't dare to express it blatantly, they can only silently like it in their hearts.
The Devil Emperor did not speak, UU read www.uukanashu.com followed the official staff to the entrance of another venue, but when he was about to enter, he said: "Boy, destroy me, kill me, you think you can leave Tianluo World alive ?"
If it was just a bit obscure just now.
Then, this sentence is very red fruit.
"Cut."
Jun Chang smiled proudly and hummed silently, said: "Sure enough, this guy will not simply come to the game."
"The host participates in the holy war of the universe, in fact, it is equal to self-investment." The system said.
"Irritable."
Jun Changxiao led his disciples into the venue.
Always thinking about how to escape from Tianluo World after the game and the championship.
The sword returned to the market, he stopped at the entrance of the audience and shouted at the group of young people who dreamed of dreams: "Run, come back!"
Jun often smiled and stopped.
Disciples such as Li Qingyang and Xiao Guiji who were walking behind also stopped.
They always turned their backs against the sword and smiled on their faces. They slowly raised their right hands and assured their predecessors with speechless movements. I won the cosmic finals championship!
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PS, without inspiration, it's half a chapter today.