May 5.

A special day.

Why is it special? Because the 11th Cosmic Holy War Finals are held today, and geniuses from all departments will compete for the championship.

There were already quite a few disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect who had participated in this type of competition, but following the sect master to the magnificent competition arena and witnessing the geniuses of all walks of life entering one after another, the blood in his body instantly burned.

"Second Senior Brother. ”

Su Xiaomo grinned: "I seem to have found the feeling of competing for the first time that year. ”

"Me too. Li Qingyang said with a smile.

Growing up from the Nether to the present, they have experienced big and small competitions, and they should have been boring, but the players they are facing at this moment are stronger than ever, as if they have found that youthful youth.

"Cut. ”

Night Xingchen snorted coldly: "Hypocrisy." ”

Although it is said on the lips, the degree of blood boiling is not inferior to that of others.

The Night Emperor is warlike and well-known.

"Brother Night. Su Xiaomo walked over and said in a low voice: "Xie Lingyao, the champion of the Canghai Realm Competition, won't she be the woman abandoned by you, right?"

"What does it mean to abandon!"

Night Star yelled, "I have nothing to do with her!"

"Oooh. ”

Su Xiaomo left stupidly, and said secretly: "I'll just say it casually, why is the junior brother so emotional?"

Problematic!

I've got to take care of him!

The game was about to start, and instead of putting his mind on the opponent, he began to gossip, which is worthy of Su Gouyu.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Jun Changxiao led his disciples to prepare to enter the venue, and a gloomy demonic aura suddenly appeared behind him.

No need to guess.

Definitely the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

Sure enough, the villain, who couldn't see his face clearly, led eighty-one righteous sons over.

Jun Changxiao has been very popular with dozens of qualified disciples, but he can be turned into scum in seconds compared to others.

"Cut. ”

Gou Yu disagreed.

Due to the limited number of places in the galaxy, more disciples cannot be promoted.

If you still have the opportunity to participate in the next session, send them all to the major galaxies to play the main competition, and then the finals will all be from my Wangu Sect, so I will ask you if you are afraid!

"Sect Master. ”

The Heavenly Demon Emperor said in a cold voice: "Although this is a competition-type event, life and death also have their own destiny. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the righteous sons were filled with murderous intent.

Apparently.

If you meet a disciple of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect in the finals, it will definitely be more than just a matter of winning or losing.

"Not bad. ”

Jun Changxiao agreed: "Participating in the event is equivalent to going to the ring, and life and death have their own destiny." ”

Li Qingyang and the others were not to be outdone, they shook their heads and shook their brains one after another, quite a rhythm that would not die as long as they encountered it.

"Awesome!"

"Dare to be tough with the Heavenly Demon Emperor!"

"Enough guys!"

Passers-by didn't dare to express it blatantly, so they could only silently praise it in their hearts.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor didn't speak, and followed the official personnel to the entrance of another venue, but when he was about to enter, he said: "Boy, destroy my clone and kill my subordinates, do you think you can leave the Tianluo Realm alive?"

If it was a bit vague just now.

Then, this sentence is very red fruit.

"Cut. ”

Jun Chang smiled proudly, and said speechlessly: "Sure enough, this guy won't just come to the game." ”

"The host's participation in the cosmic holy war is actually tantamount to throwing itself into the net. The system said.

"Fidrithing. ”

Jun Changxiao led the disciples into the venue.

On the way, I was always thinking about how I should escape from the Tianluo Realm after the game was over and after I won the championship.

Jian Guixu didn't follow, he stopped at the entrance of the audience, and shouted at the group of young people with dreams: "Run, Houlang!"

Jun Chang smiled and stopped.

Li Qingyang, Xiao Sinji and other disciples who were walking behind also stopped.

They always returned to the ruins with their backs to their swords, a smile appeared on their faces, and they slowly raised their right hands, and assured this senior with wordless movements, the champion of the Universe Holy War Finals, I have won the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect!

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PS, no inspiration, it's half a chapter today.