Chapter 882 (1/2)
Brush, brush, brush
All the powerful people's eyes were puzzled and fell into the place where the Buddhists and the mountain ghosts lived.
”Amitabha, in this battle, Sekong, the elder of our secret Buddha sect, defeated the elder of Guirong, but at the same time, Sekong was injured by the powerful elder of Guirong. Therefore, this fifth contest is a draw between our Buddhists and the mountain ghosts! Moreover, elder Sekong has no power to fight any more. My disciples of Buddhists voluntarily quit this battle to win the throne! ” A loud voice of the Buddha's name rose again. Elder Shishan, one of the four Vajrayana elders of the Buddhism sect, looked around at the ceremony platforms of the major sects around him, and announced the decision made by master Qingchan, the leader of the sect, to the public on the spot.
”Ha ha, if you lose, you'll lose. I've lost this battle!” The voice of the leader of the Mountain Ghost king family came out indifferently, but he simply admitted the fact that elder Shishan had just said.
Gulu, Gulu
Smell speech, the presence of the major forces in the hearts of all violent tremble, all did not expect that just in that instant, there were so many changes. At this time, all the powerful people of all parties, who were just in high spirits, were silent and had no arrogance.
”Cluck, the people of the Mountain Ghost king family are really cruel. They even put together the disciples of the secret Buddha sect at the last moment. It seems that this time the Buddhists can only eat this dumb loss, which can be regarded as some gains and losses... ”The second elder martial Sister Feng Feifei smiles calmly and speaks slowly to Wu Chen and others.
”If you are strong enough, even if the opponent's forbidden skill is strong enough, you can cut it down under the sword power in my hand before he makes a move!” When the Third Elder martial brother Shui's voice was still cold, he glanced at the Sutra collection Pavilion of the academies beside him, and all of them warned in a cold voice.
”Brush!” For a moment, all the people present were silent. One looks back at the battle between the elder Sekong of Buddhists and the powerful ghost Rong of the Mountain Ghost King clan. The elder Sekong always shows a crushing situation, but he is forbidden by his opponent at the last moment, which leads to the defeat of the whole team and the inability to fight again. Although these painful lessons did not happen to the public, they also sounded an alarm in their minds.
”Hey, no trace boy, how do you feel about this battle?” Demon respect fire Xiao fire red virtual shadow quietly a flash, then floating came to no trace side, owe owe owe mouth to ask.
”Ha ha, take advantage of his illness, want his life...” a bad evil smile appeared quietly on the traceless Junlang's face, and the extremely unkind white demon zunhuoxiao took a look, and whispered back in his mind.
”Keke, brilliant! Good boy, there is a future, and a child can be taught! ” Demon respect fire Xiao fire red virtual shadow slightly light cough a few, some unexpectedly looked to no trace swallow saliva. Then, in his fiery red eyes, he seemed to notice a touch of banter in traceless's eyes. He rolled his eyes and grinned at traceless.
Boom, boom, boom
At this moment, in the long silence, on the six battlefields where the eight battle platforms were separated by the power of the array, bursts of violent and restless turbulence suddenly came again. The power of Xuanli's attack and kill law was surging.
”Brush!” The people who had been at a loss in the battle platforms of the major sects recovered in an instant. It turns out that there is still one battlefield on the top of the six battlefield areas separated by the eight battle platforms. The battle on the battlefield has not been decided.
This time, on the sixth battlefield area of the eight battle platforms, Zhong Wugu, a strong man from the lion and tiger family, is engaged in a fierce battle with Dong Sheng, the Tianjiao elder of Baozhai.