Chapter 642: Four days of talent, enter the final election
With a bang, he was hit by Cui Yunliu's golden spear and hit Hailingjun.
He spurted blood and fell more than a dozen meters away.
"Waste, you human races are all waste, we can't get the opportunity to marry the nine-tailed princess, but we can also get some benefits by killing you, die."
Cui Yunliu and the little devil of the Six Desires Demon Sect merged together to kill Tang Hua.
"Amaterasu."
Tang Hua took out his hole card and sent out a colorful exquisite pagoda, radiating a golden light and hitting Cui Yunliu.
"Hmph, it seems that the Northern Immortal Venerable didn't give you anything good, it's just a low-level treasure, the hematopoietic bowl, give it to me!"
The Little Devil of the Six Desires snorted coldly and took out a round bowl with a dark body.
Inside, the ghost cave howled wolves, rushing out countless blood shadows, pulling Tang Hua's light wave into it.
One is an intermediate treasure weapon, and the other is a primary treasure weapon, and there is no suspense of confrontation.
"Hehe, you are the son of the Demon Emperor of the Six Desires, your Lao Tzu doesn't seem to give you anything powerful, eat me with a blow, heaven and earth are useless!"
Suddenly, Li Huaifeng's figure appeared beside Tang Hua.
As soon as he looked at his face, he took out the human emperor's pen, and heaven and earth were useless.
He's not a fat man with a swollen face, Gain, and he can't run out of strength at this time, he just wants to fight endlessly.
The Golden Dragon Phantom and the Daoist Phantom reappeared, this time even more different from before.
It seems sharper, more majestic, hotter, and more difficult to parry.
This is the supreme benefit after absorbing the White Bone Essence of the Four Ancestors of the Demon Clan.
This blow was more than enough to catch up with the full force of the Wind and Fire Tribulation powerhouse to attack against the two injured demons.
"What, the Supreme Powers? This rebel actually absorbed all the white bone totems of the demon clan, a move against the sky, an absolute act against the sky, waiting for the endless pursuit and killing of the four veins of the demon clan. ”
The two demons screamed and resisted with all their might.
Li Huaifeng had the ability to deal with them, but he didn't have the ability to kill, turned his head to look at Tang Hua and Hailing Jun, and said decisively: "Go, enter the main hall." ”
"No, Lao Tzu can't walk, the title of a generation of B kings can't compete for you today, you continue to work hard, you can't lose."
Tang Hua swore and pushed Li Huaifeng hard, letting him move forward bravely.
At this moment, there are only three breaths left in time, and it will be too late if you don't leave.
Li Huaifeng glanced at Hai Lingjun and Tang Hua gratefully, turned around and rushed towards the finish line.
Above, Jing Wuyan and cold injuries, Wen Qianxiu's battle is also facing the last moment.
The cold injury just went all out against the Demon Clan's Origin Array, and his strength had not yet recovered, and the two punches were resolved by Jing Wuyan's clever means.
He firmly blocked his way, and did not let anyone pass, as if someone had reminded him of something before he came, and did as he was told.
"Alas, I promised a cold injury, even if I can't enter the finals, I want him to go in, I, Wen Qianxiu, am not a villain who goes back on his word, Jing Wuyan, you and I are here, let's divide the superior!"
Wen Qianxiu shook her head helplessly, and the folding fan in her hand was sacrificed again.
The power of that fan is no longer as powerful as it was at the beginning, but it can still launch an intermediate Dao weapon Shanhe Sheji Diagram with all its strength.
He was fearless, the space around him changed again, and the picture scroll of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains appeared, and he was shameless in the battle.
"Cold injury, I fulfill my previous promise, you go!"
Wen Qianxiu said a word, the momentum is rising, and the hole cards are all out, leaving no room for it.
"This son is a man of his word, and it is not trivial for the intermediate Dao weapon to strike with all his might, Jing Wuyan can't dodge, he will be seriously injured, or even die!" Sora reminded.
"The mountains and rivers are bright, the society is ten thousand years old, and it is earthquake!" Wen Qianxiu drank.
The unrivaled momentum resurfaced, carrying the picture of most of the rivers and mountains in the Northern Regions, and the mountains and rivers collapsed towards Jing Wuyan.
"It's not enough to see!"
Jing Wuyan said indifferently, and suddenly, an earthy yellow shield was sent from the top of his head.
The shield seemed to be very mottled, as if it was very rough, and the surface was surging with flying sand, which was inconspicuous.
However, seeing this shield appear, everyone, the high-level fox clan who wrapped the hall in the distance, all showed a look of horror.
"Ganges sand counts shields!"
The crowd was shocked.
Surpassed the top-level Dao weapon, the half-step immortal weapon.
Since the founding of the Northern Regions, it is the strongest and most defended against everything, and nothing can destroy it.
It disappeared for thousands of years, and it came out at this moment.
Who can not be surprised?
"The smoke and waves are vast, the heaven and the earth, the sun and the moon, and the galaxy for thousands of years, nothing more than the sand of the Ganges!"
Jing Wuyan said lightly.
The shield rose without wind, and floated lightly above his head, turning into countless quicksands, allowing the breeze to ripple and circulate.
If it is said that the map of mountains and rivers covers most of the territory of the Northern Regions.
Then the Yokogawa sand shield is the entire universe, all the planets that exist, all the quicksand on the objects.
Who can tell how many starry sky boundaries there are in the vast universe?
In terms of realm and degree, this shield is more than one step higher than the mountains and rivers.
Boom, the rivers and mountains are shrouded, the rivers are roaring, and the momentum is high.
All the power touched the countless quicksands, as if they were swallowed by the billowing red dust, and they couldn't stir up the slightest ripple.
In the end, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were swallowed.
The Ganges sand shield was only slightly lowered by one meter, as if it had sunk a lot, but it was not broken.
The fight between the two was only completed in a breath, but Li Huaifeng and Leng Injury seized the last opportunity to pass through the passage through the gap and come to the main hall of the Myriad of Flowers Labyrinth.
"Wen Qianxiu, you have such courage to give up your quota to others, this act is enough to be as famous as me Jing Wuyan, although you are defeated, you are still honored!"
Jing Wuyan said indifferently, and the incomprehensible expression was deep and mysterious.
Then, he turned and flew forward, and no one saw a smear of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, apparently with some minor injuries.
Yokogawa Sand Shield is known for its defense, indestructible, but not attackable.
But Jing Wuyan dared to say such arrogant words, obviously he had other means to defeat Wen Qianxiu.
This young emperor of the Infinite Demon Sect, with a posture that makes people dare not belittle, shines in this selection of horses.
No one would doubt that he would become the successor of the next generation of the Wuji Demon Sect, and it was only a matter of time before he was on a par with the tassel of the son of Qintai.
"I can't stop him, it seems that the Terrans are going to lose this horse election!"
Wen Qianxiu's face turned pale and sighed helplessly.
His folding fan also completely turned to ashes and disappeared after completing the blow he had just struck.
At this time, Li Huaifeng had successfully arrived in the main hall, and there were also Ping Tianjun, Jing Wuyan, and cold injuries who had cleared the customs together.
Originally, the elite team of thirty-six people, survival of the fittest, all that was left was the essence of the essence, the absolute genius of the younger generation in the Northern Regions.
Of course, a strength like Wen Qianxiu is also eligible to participate.
It's just that he was a little unlucky, too moral, and gave up the opportunity to the cold injury.
As for Li Huaifeng's ability to go to the end, it was beyond everyone's expectations, it was a dick.
"Your luck is really good, no one can compare to you in the trick of sticking needles and fishing with the water."
The cold injury squinted at Brother Feng, and there was an obvious lightness in his words.
"Speaking of luck, where can I compare to you, if it weren't for the generosity of Wen Gongzi, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to come in, I advise you to shut up, stay honest, and don't humiliate yourself." Li Huaifeng slammed disdainfully.
Before, when he entered the maze of thousands of flowers, he would not easily forget his own affairs.
"Hehe, very good, you have hard wings now, dare to argue with me, I hope God blesses, you don't meet me in the finals, otherwise, I will never show mercy."
The cold injury smiled sympathetically, and turned his head to look at Ping Tianjun and Jing Wuyan, both of whom were the strong strength of the dominant side, and Li Huaifeng was just a dead word no matter who he met.
"The four are all geniuses in the Northern Regions, each of them is qualified to become my fox clan's colt, but, there is only one nine-tailed princess, and the final winner must be selected among the four of you, you are very tired from two consecutive matches today, take a break for the time being, and the final showdown will be held early tomorrow morning!"
In front of the main hall, an old woman with a dragon head cane walked out, followed by six middle-aged people with strong breaths, all of whom were members of the Qingqiu royal family.
Behind them, there is a fine bead curtain, and a lazy and graceful figure can be faintly seen, giving people infinite reverie, lying on the phoenix couch in the depths.
No one could see her face clearly, but guessed it was the Nine-Tails Princess herself.
"What is the content of the final competition, Benjun is not tired, just finish the competition in one day!"
Ping Tianjun's bull's eyes widened and he shouted.