Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 592: Compete for the dragon column
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"Five, four, three, two, one!"
The moment the countdown was completed, the contestants on all the towers of the Crater Mountain, the deserted land, the sea of Endless, and the top five Empire genius leaders, moved at the same instant. (.Woo.o learning)
Boo hoo hoo!
Various sounds of breaking the sky continually sounded toward the seal Dragon City in the central area below, sprinting away.
Looking around, All Directions on all sides, young warriors leaping down, black pressing a large piece, the number of tens of thousands.
Three years of waiting, day and night hard work, this day, this moment, all the geniuses under this starry sky are moving, all moved.
Xiao Chen did not jump down hurriedly, his eyes looked quietly, the expression of excitement on the faces of all the outstanding people, at this moment his heart was still.
On the Dragon City, the thick cloud of thousands of miles, under the stirring of countless young disciples, nonstop rolled up.
The strong wind rises, the dark clouds roll, and there is a faint sound of Dragon's Roar in the heavy dark clouds. The sound of Dragon's Roar is loud and clear, and the warriors in the stands feel a rushing weather.
Seeing the clouds rolling, spitting out the Ten Million meteorology, the solemn breath of Ancient, diffused among the mountains and the air solidified.
Pu!
Suddenly, in the thick and endless dark clouds, a small lump of was shattered, and a dazzling golden light cut through the void and fell straight down.
Feng Dragon City is dim all the year round, and the sky is dark. The thick dark clouds have not dispersed for thousands of years, but at this moment, the golden light fell.
Among the crowd, someone immediately exclaimed: "It was the golden light and the light of God from Kunlun in the upper realm. There was no such weather in the last five-nation competition."
"It is indeed the light of God. The last time the prosperous age of the warrior also had such visions. It seems that the prosperous age of the warrior is indeed now. The vast breath of thousands of geniuses has set the eyes of the upper realm on attract."
"In the rumors, the top five in the five-country hegemony competition has the opportunity to jump into the upper realm with the state of the Emperor Wu. Now it is true that I want to come."
On the top of the Four Hundred Dragon Pillars, the fierce fighting has begun. There are thirty or forty geniuses fighting around the dragon pillars, and the scene is extremely tragic.
For the 400 places, everyone used full power. Everyone knows what this five-nation tournament means and missed this opportunity.
In his lifetime, in this warrior world, he can only play a supporting role forever.
The top ten dragon pillars in the middle, at this moment, on the contrary, they seem very calm. There are not many people fighting for it. Everyone knows what these ten dragon pillars mean.
The most fierce battles will take place there. Without strong strength, to compete for oneself, it will only lose the qualification of the primary election in an instant.
On top of the tower where Eight Great Aristocratic Families is located, on top of the station building of the Eighth Prince, Feng Shenjunlang, eight people talked and laughed, and they seemed very calm.
In the eyes of everyone, if you want to get 400 places, it ’s not as easy as going to the sky, but these eight people are not at all in your mind, and do n’t have any worries.
"Hey, my brothers, I'm going to take a step in the money, you guys talk."
In the Eight Great Sons, a man wearing a gorgeous blue-and-white brocade robe gently smiled and left.
Boo!
I do n’t know if it was a coincidence. As he left, a thick hole broke through the thick cloud above his head again, and a dazzling golden light fell like a sword from the sky.
Soon, the eighth world prince, only two people left. The white family prince Baiqi, the Ma Family world prince Sima Ling Xuan, and the two also Separating were the champions and runners-up in the last five-nation hegemony.
Every prince leaps down, a bright golden light will fall on the horizon, and it will be amazed to be seen by those who are interested.
Sima Ling Xuan is tall, slender, and has a sharp eyebrow and sharp eyes. The eyes are as bright as stars, and its face is handsome.
There is a person in the world who is born to be extraordinary. Even in the vast sea of people, you can separate him from the world with just one glance.
There is no doubt that Sima Ling Xuan is such a person. Standing there can make people feel a strong aura, and there is a pressure in the unconscious mind.
Bai Qi took a deep breath, calmed down, and stood in front of the railing, preparing to leap down.
Sima Ling Xuan turned sideways, looked at Bai Qi and nodded: "Bai Qi, I heard that your four seasons Blade Technique, which is the most difficult to practice in the Bai family, was completely practiced by you."
"You have been the first Bai family under the age of thirty in three thousand years. You can practice this Blade Technique to big accomplishment warrior."
Bai Qi didn't deny it and laughed softly: "Why, you are afraid."
"You laughed." Sima Ling Xuan haha said with a smile: "Baiqi, I just hope that you don't lose so ugly like three years ago, and give me a little pressure."
After a big laugh, he jumped up and stood on the railing, staring at the four hundred dragon pillars, the highest one, a powerful momentum spreading from him.
Hoooo!
In the distance, a strong wind from Endless blew, and the gown on Sima Ling Xuan was blown to wu wu.
When the momentum rose to the apex, Sima Ling Xuan's toes were above the railing, and the heavy point flew straight toward the highest dragon column.
Puff puff puff puff!
At a height of 10,000 meters above the head, eight golden lights were shot in succession. The golden light was dazzling and dazzling, covering Sima Ling Xuan in it and moving as he moved in the air.
"I depend on it, God light up, how strong is the Sima Ling Xuan!"
With this strange vision, all the warriors surrounded by the mountains suddenly looked at attract.
Bai Qi's right fist clenched, his face looked a little ugly. Although he got the second place three years ago, he was in the hands of Sima Ling Xuan, but he didn't take ten moves.
Let the opponent climb to the top with no pressure.
"Sima Ling Xuan, four seasons Blade Technique is by no means as simple as you think, this time I will definitely get my own honor from Bai Qi."
Bai Qi's soles were on the ground, and he stomped lightly. His figure suddenly rose, and his goal turned out to be the highest dragon column.
The four golden lights on the horizon fell, but did not follow Bai Qi's movement, which was a bit different from the Sima Ling Xuan.
Fighting for five or six minutes in the field, but no one has officially set foot on the dragon column. In the blade light sword shadow, many warriors fell injured.
Screaming again and again. If you are unlucky, you will be attacked by many people. I am afraid you will be killed.
Xiao Chen ’s eyes swept through the crowd, and he had a rough idea in his heart. He knew how to win the quota. His eyes were fixed on the dragon pillar of the most periphery.
Boo!
The soles of the feet are a little heavy on the ground. Xiao Chen is like an arrow from a string, and shoots out. The black cloud of Heaven Above suddenly broke eight small holes.
The eight golden lights are about to fall, but for some reason, with a loud bang, the small hole that was originally broken open again in an instant.
Of course no one noticed the details of this Xiaoxiao (little).
Far away from the most fierce competition in the center zone, Xiao Chen flew towards the edge, the most obscure dragon column, but even so, there were thirty people competing with the dragon column.
The fighting around the Dragon Pillar was extremely fierce. There was no one on the Dragon Pillar, but no one dared to stand up. Several people had been set on fire as soon as they stood up, but the tragedy was shortly past.
Boo!
Just like the thirty people fighting each other, a figure suddenly appeared on top of the Dragon Pillar. The man was dressed in white and had a slender long knife in his waist. His face was calm and unwavering.
"Where is the kid, dare to grab our position, I do not know life or death."
"Beat him!"
Thirty people fighting each other, seeing Xiao Chen standing on it. Without saying anything, they all stopped. Before, after, and around, all kinds of All Directions attacks on all sides hacked towards Xiao Chen's overwhelming.
The cultivation level of take action has Boundary and high-grade highest Wuwang at the lowest, and it is not a small number. A few one or two are cultivation level with Half-Step Emperor Wu.
It was a coincidence that the first take action person was Song Qing, who had a broken knife gate with Half-Step Wu Huang cultivation level. At this moment, Xiao Chen was standing on the dragon column, and he sneered in his heart.
This kid is a Sect(s) child of the Great Qin country. Really thinks that this dragon column can stand by anyone?
He and Song Qing did n’t rush to stand up. It was not so easy to stand in front of the crowd for a minute.
We have to wait for everyone's Yuan Qi consumed to finish, before we can stand up for a minute.
Boom!
All colors rays of light hit, that white figure, I saw rays of light exploded, in a piece of Primal Chaos, that figure was directly blown to pieces.
Are you dead?
Everyone was a little surprised. It felt a little easier, but after looking closely, I found that it was indeed a dead body, and finally let go of my heart.
Someone laughed with laughter: "I can't stop a single move, and dare to come here to join in the fun, I really don't know what to do."
"Really?" Just behind everyone, a deep sneer sounded.
Everyone looked back and saw that behind them, the figure that was just wiped out by them, dressed in a white robe, wearing a long sword in his waist, and looking calm, was once again appeared.