Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1188: Final day
Time passes.
The day that everyone has been looking forward to has finally arrived.
The finals of the God's Choice Contest will always be the top event in the God Realm.
Especially this year, because of the spread of some secret information, the top protoss are constantly entering the arena.
Lin Beichen and Pan Duoqing, who have entered the finals, have gathered two huge forces behind them, and they are all waiting for the announcement of the final championship glory.
Pieces of giant mysterious crystal projection screens were set up in various places in the Great Desolation God City.
Many gambling houses have also collected a large amount of funds from Shenshi.
Countless people and gods are crazy because of this final.
Xiaofushan mansion.
When there is still a stick of incense before the official start of the finals, Qing Lei has prepared a sumptuous food and drink, and the five dandies also brought delicious food and wine, and they gathered together at the same place...
The fat tiger and the golden monitor lizard dressed in a hip-hop style also came to the door with ten roasted monitor lizard tails.
In addition to Chu Hen and Dai Zichun...
In the Xiaofushan mansion, it was extremely lively.
"Boss, we'll wait for you to blow Pan Duoqing's dog head and get his **** out."
Qianlong looked excited.
Under the painstaking planning of the past few days, all the preparations for 'Beichen Pharmaceutical' have been put in place.
Now we just need to wait for Lin Beichen to win the finals of the God's Choice Competition and achieve glory, and then the laid channels will be launched.
Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.
And Shi Gandang and the others were also scrambling to speak words to boost morale.
"Boss, I heard a piece of news that people from the Lieyang God Clan visited Bane, one of the three great masters of our clan, and they seemed to have prepared a secret weapon for Pan Duoqing. , be more careful."
Lu Bing said steadily.
He is a member of the Lord of Flame's divine system, and the 'Suzaku family' he belongs to belongs to the high-level top family family in the Lord of Flame's divine system, so he inquired about some news.
Unfortunately, this news is not complete.
It is unknown what the Sun God Clan has prepared.
Lin Beichen nodded and said, "It's okay, I'm prepared."
Pan Duoqing has the support of Cangzhu God behind him. In order to win the final, he must have made sufficient preparations. Forging weapons and the like was expected.
And Lin Beichen can be sure that Pan Duoqing's hole card is not just a weapon forged by the divine architect Bane.
Lin Beichen is very conscious.
It is also very clear that today will be a tough battle.
…
At the same time.
Pan Duoqing slowly walked out of the closed room.
Secret outside.
The four family **** generals knelt on one knee, holding trays high in their hands.
From left to right, among the four golden trays are [Scorching Sun Seeking Armor], [Scorching Sun Breaker Spear], [Scorching Sun Gathering Sun Pill] and [Scorching Sun Sunshield].
Three artifacts, one divine pill.
This is the final resource prepared by the family for him.
"My son, this battle will surely return with honor."
Pan Sui looked at his son who was already a head taller than him, patted his shoulder lightly, and said: "When you come back, you will be the head of the family, and everything in the Lieyang family will belong to you."
Pan Duoqing did not speak.
The corners of his mouth are curved and spread backwards.
"Armor."
The divine armor turned into sixteen golden lights, flew up automatically, and covered his body.
The sharpshooter flew into his hand.
The Aegis is on his back.
The divine elixir turned into a piece of cinnabar and imprinted on the center of his brow.
A dark red portal appeared in the courtyard.
He walked out step by step, stepped into the portal and left.
…
Howling Abyss, Bridge of the Ancients.
The frost on the bridge surface is several times thicker than before.
The wind is howling, and the chill seems to be able to freeze the souls of living beings.
In the west of the bridge, under the 100-meter-high statue of the Father of the Gods, a group of dark red portals appeared, and Lin Beichen's figure slowly walked out.
Black light leather armor, white animal face flame pattern mask.
There is no particular change in his outfit.
But it is still the focus of countless eyes.
Learning the lesson of being plotted against by Cang Jingkong's formation last time, he stood still - even though Pan Duoqing was not a formation master, there were many powerful magic formation masters behind him.
Lin Beichen's eyes, inch by inch, passed through the cold air on the bridge deck that was nearly a thousand meters long, looking at the east end of the ancient bridge.
There is also a 100-meter-high statue of the father of the gods there, with a dark red portal flickering.
For a moment.
Golden divine light radiated from the portal.
Pan Duoqing's tall and burly figure walked out slowly.
At this moment, he looked up.
The four gazes met at a distance of a thousand meters, and there was a violent airflow fluctuation, as if there was a sound of light colliding in the air.
Pan Duoqing's attire also remained unchanged.
He is dressed in a white robe, and his shoulders, abdomen, and legs are covered with golden armor. boots.
"This moment has finally arrived."
He seemed to be sighing, but also seemed to be sighing, a sharp smile gradually spread on his face, he looked at Lin Beichen, and said, "Are you ready to accept death?"
Lin Beichen smiled slowly.
"Fantasy world is charming eyes, if you don't have the strength, don't compare your face."
He raised his **** at Pan Duoqing and said, "Come here."
Pan Duoqing stepped forward.
The light and shadow flickered.
It seemed to teleport to Lin Beichen one meter away.
Phew.
The piercing sound of broken air resounded belatedly in the air.
So fast.
Lin Beichen's pupils shrank suddenly.
The pupils of the pupils are like needlepoints when a cat is frightened.
Pan Duoqing's fist had already hit Lin Beichen's folded arms fiercely.
Boom!
Lin Beichen flew upside down and hit the sculpture of the Father of Gods behind him.
"Hahahaha..."
Pan Duoqing laughed wildly, and immediately raised his hand and punched.
I saw thousands of golden fist marks the size of a casserole transforming from the direction his arm was pointing at, ruthlessly covering the 50-meter radius of Lin Beichen's inverted flight in an instant, like countless golden meteors, Explode this piece of air.
Boom boom.
Terrifying punches erupted.
The continuous explosion of energy and the sound of cracking rocks stirred up large swaths of smoke and dust, covering the huge statue of the Father of the Gods on the west side of the Bridge of Longevity.
Among the dust and stone debris, Pan Duoqing slowly withdrew her fists.
Is this what absolute power feels like?
Just relying on pure physical strength, he pressed the mighty Great Demon King Sword Xiaoyao against the wall and beat him violently.
This final has lost its suspense and has become meaningless.
What really interested Pan Duoqing was the tyranny he felt when he beat up this former opponent.
Clatter clatter.
Cracked stones slid continuously from the smoky stone wall ahead.
"Ah, you are miserable."
Jian Xiaoyao's relaxed voice came from the bridge behind him: "You actually intentionally smashed the statue of the supreme father of the gods... What an ambitious traitor."
Pan Duoqing was slightly taken aback.
Turn around suddenly.
On the bridge, Jian Xiaoyao, dressed in black and with a white face, was unscathed.
Pan Duoqing's eyes narrowed.
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