Chapter 939 (1/2)
”Suddenly A cold wind was blowing slowly. In the battlefield of the eight battle platforms, no one stood up with a sword, and the little earth dragon on its body looked down on the powerful people of the left and right sides, which made the atmosphere of the field more dignified.
”Hum!” The roaring sound of the sword will be heard all the time, and the killing intention of the sword practitioners in the sword Pavilion will be released without any disguise.
”Boom!” At the same time, the powerful elders of the array Baozhai, gangshadao and the two major forces all released their self-cultivation momentum, shaking the whole eight array platform around the ritual observation platform.
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As you can see, the other powerful people of all parties and the powerful people of the major demon and beast royal families all urged Xuanli to join hands to ban the border and protect them in their respective camps.
”Who is going to be on the stage to give some advice?” On the eight array stage, the bright eyes without trace are shining, and his fighting spirit is stronger than ever. His eyes are constantly wandering among the three main forces, and he seems to be looking forward to someone coming to the stage to fight against one another.
”Hoo Hoo Hoo After pondering for a long time, a series of heavy gasps came out from the camp of the powerful forces of all parties. Although the powerful forces of the three major sects still released a terrible momentum of killing, none of them dared to boldly come out to fight.
”Ha ha, that's all. All the disciples of the Sutra Pavilion in the academy are the demons of heaven. It's just that we abstain from the battle in our treasure house!” Mo Qiyu, the leader of the array treasure house, still had a cold face and a cold voice. He spoke slowly in front of the powerful people.
”Haha, the old people in Baozhai are very smart. They can not only give up their face, but also save their own power. It seems that they must have been cruel and cruel in the past.” Demon respect fire Xiao a burst of light smile, the rough voice without warning, then resounded in the mind without trace.
”Ha ha, it seems that the road to success has lasted a little too long. I'm tired and tired. In this battle, I refuse to fight. In my opinion, the road to success is over.” Wan Canghai, the founder of Jiansha Taoist school, had a flash of light in his eyes, and immediately followed the words of Mo Qiyu, the leader of zhenbaozhai. All the strong people of Jiansha Taoist school on both sides were relieved. It seemed that all the people on the scene were looking forward to the end of the road to the top.
”Ha ha, it's tasteless. If you don't fight, you should accept it, younger martial brothers.” Hearing this, master Tianshu, the leader of the sword Pavilion, burst out laughing and waved his hand to the other leaders of Jianfeng.
Seeing this, the rest of the main peaks slowly put away their sword spirit and momentum with indignation. The elder level strong men on both sides also took back their sword spirit and gathered their eyes on the handsome figure standing alone and proud in the battlefield of the eight battle platforms.