Chapter 15 The Newcomer to the Divine Realm Chapter 12 The Bet
In just a moment, a bloodstained figure was repelled from the huge scroll in the sky, and it fell, and the god-level master in mid-air regained consciousness, with a look of fear and fear, and then found that everyone below was looking at him, and immediately landed in the area where he was originally located with some embarrassment, after all, he was defeated too quickly and too humiliating.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......
After unfolding, the huge scroll hundreds of millions of miles long, as time passed, one after another, seriously injured masters were rejected and fell, and even more and more masters were rejected, and some even showed their original form, such as the master of the Warcraft clan, the huge Warcraft body was even tens of thousands of miles long, and some of the rare alien creatures also showed their original form.
After all, some tricks are still more powerful in their original form, and blood is sprinkled in mid-air, red blood, purple blood, and green blood...... All kinds of blood were spilled, and some of them were expelled and their bodies were torn apart before they coalesced.
As a deity, as long as the deity is not extinguished, you can live!
"How's it going, what's going on inside?"
"Scroll World, what's going on inside?" many god-level masters around him surrounded the ostracized and asked.
The master who was excluded, the blood stains on his body had dissipated, but his face was a little pale, and his emotions had not calmed down, he frowned and looked left and right, but he didn't want to say more: "You will know when you go in." β
Dongbo Snow Eagle also watched in all directions, and those who came out alive didn't want to say more, after all, they were surrounded by competitors.
Gradually, there are fewer and fewer people who are excluded from the sky, and occasionally there is only one!
"Wow. Another tall, silver-haired young man was ostracized from the scroll world, and he immediately froze his figure, his brow furrowed.
"The first batch is over!" said the Divine Court Envoy on the high platform in the distance.
His voice echoed through the heavens and the earth.
The tall, silver-haired young man who had been ostracized at the end showed a smile at this time, he was obviously the last to come out.
"Again, I remind you that the ranking battle is based on your achievements in killing enemies. Not the time you spend in the world ......of scrolls! It doesn't help with rankings, for example, the last one in the first batch came out, and in the first batch alone, it was ranked after two hundred. The Divine Court Envoy said coldly. "Next batch!"
The tall silver-haired young man was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red, he was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to vent to the 'Divine Court Envoy', and immediately landed and said nothing.
Whoosh ......
The mighty power of the Divine Court envoy once again enveloped a thousand god-level masters, and each of them rose into the sky involuntarily, as if a stone had fallen into the surface of a lake, and submerged into the huge scroll in the sky.
"The first batch of a thousand, only three hundred and ninety-five came out alive?" Dongbo Xueying watched it all the time, and it was easy to count, "What about the remaining six hundred and five god-level masters?
"This is the sorting battle of the first round of the Battle of Fucheng. β
Dongbo Snow Eagle shook his head secretly, the mortality rate was too high.
"Ahh
Terrible screams echoed in the air. Blood flew in the air, and a broken body was repelled before it began to condense in mid-air, condensing into a gray-robed thin young man, who looked around a little embarrassed, and landed and flew to his position.
The second group of those who went in also began to be excluded again.
One after another, seriously injured figures were repulsed.
"Boom~~" The huge two-headed monster appeared in mid-air, and then quickly condensed into a human form and landed.
......
Most of the people who were excluded were seriously injured, and it was obvious that everyone would not be far away from giving up easily until the last moment, and they were able to pass the star field preselection. They all have their own pride.
Batch after batch......
In the blink of an eye, ten batches have entered, and the sixteen god-level masters of the Wushan Star Domain have not been selected.
"The tenth batch is over, and there are now 10,000 god-level masters. The emissary of the Divine Court on the high platform above glanced down, his eyes cold. "I don't think I can do it! I don't think I'm too much, I already feel the danger and start to get hurt, but I still have to fight to kill more enemies. But the enemy's strength may suddenly exceed your tolerance, and you can't even shout defeat. Okay, next batch. β
Wow.
The eleventh group was shrouded and all pulled into the air.
"Huh?" Dongbo Snow Eagle immediately found out that this time it was pulled in. There is its own Wushan Star Domain, but the Wushan Star Domain has only been pulled into seven people, including the red-haired man who is extremely angry.
Gradually, one by one began to be eliminated.
The red-haired man was also ostracized, he was severely injured, but he immediately recovered in mid-air.
After he landed, he raised his head coldly, looking indifferently at the huge scroll in the sky, looking at the other masters who had been excluded one by one.
Finallyβ
It was the turn of the twelfth batch, and the Divine Court envoy on the high platform looked down, his eyes sweeping over the side of the Wushan Star Domain. As the host of the Battle of Fucheng, he naturally has a lot of information, and he knows which of the god-level masters who participated in the battle in Anhai Mansion this time are dazzling and dazzling, and which ones have great backgrounds. He would also spread them out in batches so that he could look more closely.
"Whew. β
Invisible forces shrouded in.
"Me?" Dongbo Snow Eagle immediately felt that he was being enveloped by an invisible force, and then instantly soared into the sky at high speed, flying towards the huge scroll above, looking up, only to see that the huge scroll was getting closer and closer.
Burst.
Together with many other god-level masters, they all crashed into the scroll, and before the impact, Dongbo Xueying also discovered that this time he flew to the scroll with him, including His Royal Highness the Seventh Plum Rain, who was quite familiar with him.
"Brother Moxue, your daughter has gone in. The Anhai Mansion Lord also looked at the scroll, his gaze easily passed through the scroll world obstacles, and when he saw the inside, he saw the situation of a thousand god-level masters everywhere, and naturally he also found the seventh plum rain.
"Brother Long, just take a look, how about my little daughter?" The Lord of the Moxue Kingdom touched his snow-white beard, quite proud, his gaze also passed through the scroll world to see inside, watching all the movements.
"This batch is interesting. The yellow-robed woman sitting below laughed at the Poison Ying Realm Shenjiao, "There is the daughter of the Lord of Moxue Country, the inner disciple of the 'Yuanya Almighty', and the little guy named Dongbo who is valued by Brother Baisha, everyone come to gamble, who do you think will be more powerful in this batch?"
"Dongbo!" the White Sand City Lord touched his upturned beard and glanced around.
"Your Highness the Seventh Rainy Season. The silver-armored female qin army master said casually with a wine glass.
"Then I'll bet on this one called 'Burial Worm', he can rise from the micro end, and he can make Da Neng an inner disciple, and his understanding is not low at all. The handsome Mo Yun also said.
The woman in the yellow robe shouted repeatedly: "Brother Rong Hai, what about you?"
King Rong Hai laughed: "It's definitely right to follow Brother Moyun, I also choose this burial dragon." Sister Poison Ying, you haven't chosen it yourself!"
"As a woman, of course I choose His Highness the Seventh Plum Rain. The woman in the yellow robe said.
"I'm going to take a gamble, I'll choose my own daughter. The Lord of the Moxue Country above laughed, "If I lose, each of you can get a pot of 'Bamboo Flame Snow Syrup'." β
"In this case, I also bet on the funeral, I know the strength of this little guy, it is very good. The Lord of Anhai Mansion spoke, "If I lose, every 'Anhai Spirit Pearl' I win." β
"Bamboo Flame Snow Slurry...... The Moxue Empire's unique ah, Anhai Lingzhu, although the younger generation is the host, but he can't help it, I also bet on the funeral. The Divine Court envoy also laughed.
Suddenly, the yellow-robed woman Poison Yingjie God said: "There are eight in total, four are gambling on funerals, and three are gambling on His Royal Highness the Seventh Meiyu...... Oh, Brother Baisha, only you choose your Dongbo brother. β
The Baisha City Lord glared: "The Mansion Lord and the Kingdom Lord have all taken out the bets, what about you, hurry up and take them out!"
shouted arrogantly, but the Baisha City Lord was secretly anxious: "Brother Dongbo, you must be angry." β
Because he said a long time ago that he was optimistic about Dongbo, even if he really gambled, he had to stand on Dongbo's side of Xueying for the sake of face!
But deep down......
Although the Lord of Baisha City believed that Dongbo Snow Eagle was expected to be in the top hundred, if compared to His Highness the Burial and Seventh Plum Rain, he actually had no confidence. Because the funeral is guided by a powerful person to practice, the seventh plum rain has her father to guide the practice. Although the Lord of Moxue Country is inferior in realm compared to the Almighty, he must be more helpful to his daughter.
But even if you don't have confidence, you have to hold on for the sake of face!
The White Sand City Lord looked up at the sky, these few people on their high platform watched the battle, but the Divine Court Envoy did not stop it, the White Sand City Lord's eyes looked through the scroll world, and saw one of the remote places inside, Dongbo Snow Eagle was standing on a beach.
*(To be continued.) )