What a joke!

Lan Jingyi shouted in a coquettish voice at this time: "The Holy Choice List, the third woman is the third person." ”

"Shenzhou guard, Jiang family. Jiang Tianyao. ”

Jiang Tianyao is also a very mysterious woman, and she only showed up when she was sacrificing on the Ancestral God Mountain.

Then he entered the Ancestral God Mountain to the present.

When Jiang Tianyao walked out of the crowd and walked onto the roll call stage, everyone present expressed their heartfelt admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

It was an unusually quiet girl, who seemed to have never seen an outsider's boudoir like jasper, and kept her head down.

This is also an unusually delicate girl, with delicate facial features, delicate hair, and delicate long dresses.

Even when facing the two sisters of celebrities, Jiang Tianyao didn't say a word.

When the little girl lit a purple light on Jiang Tianyao's eyebrows, Jiang Tianyao unexpectedly blushed.

"Mimosa!"

Everyone gave the same evaluation, and they all looked at Jiang Haitian on the left.

Jiang Haitian coughed twice, looked solemn, and said with a sigh.

"Tianyao is dumb. Can't speak. Please don't laugh at it. ”

Everyone was stunned, and they all showed sorry and embarrassed colors, and bowed lightly to apologize.

The little girl looked at Jiang Tianyao, who silently lowered her head and quietly walked off the stage, and couldn't help but feel a little heartache.

"Mr. Jiang. Can her dumbness be cured?"

Jiang Haitian said softly: "No one in this world can be cured. Therefore, she must get the first place in the Holy Election. ”

How much sadness and helplessness is contained in one sentence, how much unyielding, and how much is a firm heart to win.

Everyone silently engraved Jiang Haitian's words in their hearts, and a chill slowly rose in the hearts of Zhang Jiang and several heavenly soldiers.

Only the Murder Demon King who came out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood could deeply understand the meaning of Jiang Haitian's last sentence.

This election.

Destined to be a slaughterhouse of bloody slaughter.

The people on the list are all here to die.

"Holy Chosen List, the fourth man of men. ”

"Shenzhou guards the Jiang family. Jiang Yuanshan!"

Jiang Yuanshan is over thirty years old, but he can be ranked fourth among men, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"Holy Chosen List, Fourth Woman!"

"Bai Yujing, Mo Xiaozhu!"

As soon as they heard Bai Yujing Mo Xiaozhu, everyone shifted their attention to the first row of the audience.

However, everyone did not see Mo Xiaozhu's shadow.

There are only a few people who know Mo Xiaozhu, including Zhan Xingwu, including a few heavenly soldiers.

They were also surprised that Mo Xiaozhu was actually the second woman on the list.

was even more shocked by Mo Xiaozhu's background.

"Brother Jiang, the dead pseudo-mother turned out to be a woman. ”

"She is from Bai Yujing, and she must have something to do with Mo Changsheng. ”

"To kill or not to kill?"

"To kill or not to kill?"

Zhang Jiang had a headache, and at this moment he really felt how difficult it was to be the head of the last line of defense.

"Wait and see. Kill if you can. ”

Zhang Jiang made a heart, and murderous anger rose in his eyes.

After reading the name of Mo Xiaozhu, the dead puppet mother, no one came up in the middle of the ring, and many of the Chosen One were secretly overjoyed.

The first man on the list is absent and the second woman is absent, which is equivalent to the loss of the two biggest competitors.

Lan Jingyi was about to read the next one, when in the distance, a Mercedes-Benz G500 lightning rushed over, and the brakes creaked under the roll call.

After a girl opened the door, she hurriedly ran up to the stage and said in a coquettish voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm late. ”

The girl's sudden appearance made everyone's eyes suddenly light up.

The short ponytail is extremely pretty, the face is like a peach blossom like a hibiscus out of the water, the thin eyebrows are faint, the red lips and the nose are fragrant, the classical national color is fragrant, the real immortal cultivation woman is more beautiful than Ye Qingxuan of Tianyi Pavilion.

"Are you...... Dead Hypocrite?"

Wang Huipeng was dumbfounded for a moment, and several heavenly soldiers looked at each other, completely stunned.

Mo Xiaozhu, a dead pseudo-mother who has lived with herself for almost half a year, is really a woman, and she is still this kind of heavenly fragrance that sinks fish and falls into the goose.

The dead pseudo-mother was dressed in a plain robe, like a fairy in a painting, lowered her head and was a little shy, and quietly looked at a few heavenly soldiers.

"Dear celebrity, I'm Mo Xiaozhu. ”

The little girl and the two sisters had seen Mo Xiaozhu, but the first time they saw Mo Xiaozhu's real body, they felt a little surprised.

Lightly lit a purple gas on the little girl's eyebrows, and said softly: "I didn't expect you to be the second woman on the list." ”

Mo Xiaozhu stretched out his little tongue and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry." ”

Lan Jingyi asked quietly, "Mo Xiaozhu, who are you Mo Changsheng?"

Mo Xiaozhuyu's face changed slightly, and he said softly: "My father." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several Heavenly Soldiers and the two sisters of the Lan family changed suddenly.

The little girl said coldly: "After the roll call, you can go." ”

Mo Xiaozhu bit his lip, his long eyelashes blinked slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry!"

Silently turned around, silently walked off the stage, and stood silently next to Zeng Keke.

Zeng Keke looked at the front intently, and said softly: "Your father killed the ancestor, and we have to avenge the ancestor." ”

"Friend, be careful later. ”

When Mo Xiaozhu heard this, his head hung lower.

"I'm sorry!"

Lan Jingyi sorted out her thoughts, took a deep breath, and read aloud.

"The Holy Chosen List, the fifth man for men. ”

"Sage Kong family, Kong Xiao!"

Kong Xiao is Kong Chuanzheng's grandson, but he is in his early twenties, and his realm has reached the level of a grandmaster, and his strength is definitely not low.

Kong Chuanzheng has high hopes for his grandson.

"The Holy Chosen List, the fifth woman. ”

"Shenzhou guard, Jiang family. Jiang Mo!"

Among the ten Chosen Ones who have been named, the Jiang family accounts for thirty percent of them, and only the Jiang family dares to enjoy this kind of glory.

This kind of glory also highlights the sacred status of Shenzhou in guarding the Jiang family for 7,000 years, which can never be shaken.

With Lan Jingyi's roll call, the roll call of the little girl was carried out in an orderly manner, and more and more Shenzhou Junjie and women came to the stage to accept the sacred and solemn roll call ceremony.

After entering the Ancestral God Mountain, the people on these lists have all obtained their own adventures, received gifts from the Ancestral God Mountain, and their own strength has been improved like never before.

The witch god stood in front of him, standing as tall as a mountain, watching one after another of the Chosen One pass by him, and a touch of unbearability appeared on his cold face.

"Wu Lao, what are you thinking?"

Beichen asked softly, rarely, with an extra cigarette in his hand.

The witch god said softly: "Eighty years ago, if there was such a team, why did Shenzhou fall to that point. ”

Beichen sighed with emotion: "Yes." Four months ago, their tallest Situ Haitang was only in the early stage of the Heaven Rank, and the worst Keke was a little better than ordinary people. ”

"Four months, just four months...... The worst are at the prefecture level. ”

"If the Ancestral Divine Mountain had been opened a hundred years earlier, my Shenzhou would have already ruled the world. ”

The witch slayer said, "It's a pity. They are all sent to death. ”

"There are gains and losses. I don't know what the are going on with the ancestors?"

"To give so many benefits to these bloodlines is to let them kill each other. ”

Beichen was silent, and Jiang Haitian on the side said quietly: "One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, and one monarch will set the country and a thousand will die!"

"If you want to become a king, a tyrant and a hero, there is no choice but to kill. ”

"This, I, admire the peerless heavenly soldiers. ”

Beichen Jun had a weird smile on his face: "You admire him, but I'm his fan." ”

"Oh!?"

"I didn't expect you to ...... Beizong"

Beichen said solemnly: "Brother, I am the descendant of Guigu, the warrior guard, you are the guardian of Shenzhou......"

"However, compared to Jin Rui, we are too far behind. ”

"He's guarding the planet. Our common home for mankind. ”

Beichen said this loudly, and immediately attracted the attention of dozens of top elites in Shenzhou on the roll call platform.

"Others say that the last line of defense is above the rules, but I am extremely proud of Jin Rui. ”

"Because, Jin Rui is my Shenzhou bloodline. ”

"The two generations of Heavenly Soldiers of the last line of defense are all of my Shenzhou bloodline, what a glory this is. ”

"As for those who die...... It's all damned, and if it's dead, it's dead. ”

The expressions of the various great sect masters, sect masters, and great real people and monks were different.

The matter of the last line of defense was in an uproar, but the reactions of the whole of Shenzhou were mixed.

But most people are still a little refreshed in their hearts, after all, most of the heavenly soldiers of this generation in the last line of defense are of Shenzhou blood.