C1174 (1/2)

In this group of people, brother Yu is helpless to find a problem, his talent has become a cabbage level.

Pick someone to ask: ”brother, what bone do you have?”

”I'm born with earthling Taoism”

brother, what's your talent?

”I'm water spirit, brother. What's your talent?”

”I, I make soy sauce...”

You say it's irritating. Ah, after all, these are talents selected from hundreds of millions of people. Brother Yu, you don't have to compare your talent with them. Martial arts is about strength. Talent is good. It's useless to split a sword in two.

Luo Yu looked at the group, calm, not frightened by the talent of these people, as the little monk said in October, he believed in strength, not talent.

How we feather elder brother specially step on genius, gold word old signboard.

However, there is still a bit of crisis in Luo Yu's heart. In this group of people, he vaguely feels that there are several people who are really tricky.

The three Dragon Emperor's dragon blood constitution, the battle dragon, and the wind spirit body's River wind all made him feel a trace of danger. Obviously, their strength was extraordinary.

Luo Yu also vaguely felt that there was a very powerful fire in this guy's body, not his own life spirit fire, but a kind of strange fire in heaven and earth. As for the kind of strange fire in heaven and earth, he didn't see it with his own eyes, I don't know.

It's just that he can sense the breath of fire in Yanwu's body when he practices the formula of swallowing fire and refining body.

And Zhan Taiyue, the woman, even realized the sword realm.

Twenty three emperors and 230 Wuhuang geniuses under the age of 100 can really be said to be a gathering of elites. This contest will be a confrontation and collision between peerless geniuses and peerless geniuses.

”The emperor Gongsun is here!”

I don't know who was shouting outside the hall. A group of people came in from outside the hall.

There are eight people in this group. The first one is a handsome middle-aged man wearing a blue water striped robe, a purple gold crown on his head, a golden dragon belt around his waist, and a jade like face. With both hands on his back, he has a kind of arrogance in the world.

Gongsunye, the contemporary patriarch of Tianhai Shengzong, is a super strong man in the cave. He is one step away from becoming a saint.

The seven people behind him are the seven islanders of Tianhai Shengzong, and also the seven terror strongmen of Jiuquan cave.

The sage is high above the world and can't appear in the world. He doesn't care about the affairs of the sect.

As soon as these eight people came to the top of Wudi's cave realm, they immediately calmed down and were overwhelmed by the powerful aura of these people.

The crowd respectfully made way for the eight people to pass by. They stepped on the red platform of the hall and looked down at the talents and the masters of each sect.

”meet the leader Gongsun, the seven island masters”

the strong Emperor Wu of each sect took the lead and saluted the eight people above, while the other 200 talents had to bow their heads , baokundo.

There is only one person in this group, looking at eight people, with hot yearning in his eyes and no humble respect.

Gongsunye glanced at all the emperors and the proud people. Looking at them, he had a noble and arrogant temperament, and said, ”you are free”

everyone stood up straight, waiting for gongsunye to speak.

”Thank you for coming to Tianhai Shengzong from thousands of miles away to participate in the Haizhou contest. I, gongsunye, thank you all”