The noisy and lively atmosphere is overwhelming.

There is a loud salute roaring in the sky above Linghu Peak, colorful rain is fluttering, and the huge canyon competition area is particularly spectacular and noisy.

"Sister, why don't you go over and say hello to Chu Zhen?"

A less conspicuous corner location on one side.

Huangfu Qing and Huangfu Hao are also hidden in the crowd.

"No......" Huang Fuqing shook his head slightly, "There are so many people here, and it is estimated that his pressure is also very great." ”

"That's right, the situation of the Demon Pupil Saint Clan is not optimistic, and all the pressure falls on him alone!"

So much has been experienced.

Huang Fuhao's mustard for Chu Zhen has already been unraveled.

At this moment, the two of them also came to Linghu Peak in person, which can be regarded as an expectation to give Chu Zhen what he can.

......

The teams of the major saint clans entered the arena one after another.

After yesterday's second round of the battle in the Soaring Tiantai Division, several Saint Clan powerhouses such as Jiuyou, Xingchen, and Burning Sky became spectators in the audience today.

"I really don't want to sit on the sidelines!" Yan Hanyu of the Burning Sky Saint Clan shook his head, expressing some helplessness.

"It's the same!" Chen Jingfeng, the Star Saint Clan not far away, was also a little lonely in his eyes.

"You probably didn't expect that our pair of brothers and sisters didn't even make it to the finals, right?"

"So what, didn't someone not even pass the preliminary round?"

"Hahahaha, that's what I said. ”

......

After a day of adjustment, Yan Hanyu and Chen Jingfeng's mentality has eased a lot, and they have started self-deprecating jokes.

"Do you want to gamble?" Yan Hanyu said suddenly.

"Bet on what?"

"Bet on who wins the championship and loses will withdraw from the pursuit of shallow ......"

"Funny, we're all on our knees in the second round, how can we have the face to continue chasing her?"

"You just say you don't bet or not, right?"

"Yu Shen Yin!" Chen Jingfeng said resolutely.

"Wow! You're a little ruthless, I regret it. ”

"No, I'll give you two slot options, two to one, okay?"

"This ......" Yan Hanyu hesitated for a moment, his eyes swept over the audience of the major saint clans one after another, paused, and said, "Then I can't suppress the ink and Sen Yuan......"

"The one who doesn't suppress the Demon Pupil Saint Clan?" Chen Jingfeng was a little surprised.

Yan Hanyu shook his head slightly, "I originally wanted to suppress him." ”

"Why don't you believe in the first instinct again?"

"Mo Nanquan must be chosen, and the other thing is, I think Sen Yuan's guy must have something hidden......

Yan Hanyu replied with a little solemnity.

The Flood Desolate Holy Clan, Senyuan!

It's just one battle.

Its opponent is Lou Tingyu of the Nine Shadows Saint Clan.

That battle was decent, not very amazing.

For Yan Hanyu to be optimistic about him, Chen Jingfeng was somewhat surprised.

......

Then, as time went on, people of all ethnic groups came together.

Located on the high ground above the north of the Grand Canyon competition area, it is also under the attention of all people, and the Ten Directions Emperor Throne slowly rises.

Same as yesterday.

Under the helpless announcement of the peak lord of Linghu Peak, the Seven Domineering and Extraordinary Emperors once again arrived in the competition area of the Holy Clan Conference in the form of clones.

"It's ...... final," the Burning Sky Emperor's tone was profound.

Several other emperors subconsciously turned their gaze to the Reincarnation Emperor on the central throne.

Nine cities in a row.

It is only one step away from the tenth crown.

However, the hearts of the emperors seemed to be thoughtful and different, but on the contrary, the reincarnation emperors were extremely calm, and they didn't seem to have the slightest emotional fluctuations.

Even if it is a casual audience outside the venue, there will be some expectation and restlessness in your heart at this moment.

But the eyes of the Emperor of Reincarnation were calm and not half touched.

"Really, people who have won nine championships are not nervous, and a few of us can't calm down......" Emperor Xingchen said with a little self-deprecation.

"Hehe, you didn't know him for the first day, this is very 'Reincarnation Emperor'......" Emperor Desert smiled faintly.

"Okay, okay, just a few of us are eliminated from the competition. ”

The Burning Sky Emperor shook his head and said.

To a certain extent, the few Holy Clan Emperors who had already stopped in the second round had a more relaxed mentality.

For the other few people, there are some imperceptible emotional changes in their hearts.

......

Several emperors once appeared.

This means that the finals are about to begin.

The atmosphere outside the stadium has gradually calmed down.

However, at this moment, a domineering figure with a burly figure flashing with a brilliant thunder arc suddenly appeared on the highland stands in the north.

"What is this?"

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

Countless people's expressions were a little strange.

What's the situation?

......

That person was none other than the Thunder Emperor.

Under the many confused gazes, Shangguan walked up to the Thunder Emperor and raised the gesture of invitation.

"The Thunder, please take a seat......"

Seated?

Where to get into the seat?

Looking from a distance, I saw that the direction shown by Shangguan Wuce was also the Ten Fang Emperor's Throne.

......

"What's going on?"

There was a sudden noisy commotion off the field.

Especially the people of the Demon Pupil Saint Clan, they frowned even more.

Want to do something again?

Sure enough, I saw that the Thunder Emperor first bowed to several emperors on the Ten Directions Emperor's throne, and then his body flashed, but he sat quietly on the Demon Pupil Emperor's throne.

"...... Uproar"

Suddenly, there was an uproar.

There was a lot of surprise in everyone's heart.

What's going on?

Lei Kun's fate yesterday was terrible.

The Thunder Emperor is still sitting in the position of the Demon Pupil Emperor with such fanfare at this moment?

......

"Hmph, it's shameless!" said Rao Feiluan, who was acting as the wolf acted in a cold voice.

Chu Zhen, who was sitting with Wu Xian and the others, couldn't help but squint the corners of his eyes, and there was a faint hint of frost and cold between his eyebrows.

......

"It seems that the Thunder Saint Clan is not dead yet!" Yan Hanyu touched his chin and said with interest.

"It's not that easy, even if you win a Lei Kun, it can't change the situation of the Demon Pupil Saint Clan's downfall, unless that person named Chu Zhen wins the champion's position, it is possible to be convincing. ”

"It's hard!"

......

Although the Thunder Saint Clan lost face in the Sky Rooftop Division yesterday.

However, the emperor is the emperor after all.

The Thunder Emperor ascended to that position again, and only a small number of people opposed it, and the vast majority of people did not feel that there was anything wrong.

"The battle record is the battle record, didn't Yan Hanyu and Chen Jingfeng also stop at the second round? ”

"It makes sense, the Thunder Emperor has the strength to sit on it, and it has nothing to do with Thunder Kun's defeat yesterday. ”

"That's it!"

"Don't worry too much about this, just wait for the finals!"

......

The speaker is intentional.

The listener also has a heart.

Although most people said it so lightly, for the people of the Demon Pupil Saint Clan, their hearts were like being blocked by cotton, which was extremely uncomfortable.

And, Chu Zhen also knew that there was another layer of deep meaning hidden in it.

The cold aura of the forest became more and more acute in his eyes.

The lord of Linghu Peak, Shangguan is helpless, but he pretends to be a nobody.

It immediately rode the wind and flew towards the center of the Grand Canyon Arena.

It flickered steadily down to a square mesa in the middle of the canyon.

"The day of the finals is about to start, and the ten players who completed the promotion yesterday are invited to the stage......"

"Wow!"

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of everyone in the audience couldn't help but be shocked.

Everyone's eyes were full of expectations.

Then, several young figures exuding extraordinary aura walked down from their respective stands, heading towards the canyon ahead.

"Ujingakure!"

"Ujingakure!"

"The Holy Race of Reincarnation will win!"

......

"The Flood Desolate Holy Clan, the strongest!"

"Senyuan, you will win!"

......

"Mo Nanquan, champion!"

"Miss Bai Qianyu, we support you!"

......

The cheers and cheers of all kinds of eruptions were like a turbulent tsunami with ups and downs, which could not be suppressed.

"Brother Chu Chen, come on!"

"Chu Zhen, you will win!"

Ye Yao, Qiao Xiaowan, Qingxue and others also opened their throats and shouted, but their voices were directly drowned out in the other momentum.

......

"Is there a lack of people?" Looking at the few figures who walked into the Grand Canyon competition area, everyone in the audience couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Obviously ten finalists.

There were only eight people in front of us.

"The dragon is extinguished, the dragon of the dragon blood saint clan is not here. ”

"And Lu Yuzhi of the Reincarnation Holy Clan, too, she is gone. ”

......

Dragon Slayer!

Lu Yuzhi!

The crowd was shocked and suspicious.

What about people?

"You don't know yet, just last night, the dragon slayer was already crippled......

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