Chapter 815: Semi-final 1

The heat of the preliminary round has not faded, and the semi-finals will soon begin.

The venue for the rematch is still the water ring, but there are more people who come to watch the fight.

There are even some people from the Beiliu Kingdom, who rushed to the East Luodi Capital to watch the game after hearing the good news that the four players from the Beiliu Kingdom have entered the semifinals.

Before the game started, in the crowd, Ming Zhu was accompanying a veiled girl in white, the girl had a cold temperament, proud like a peacock, and a pair of beautiful eyes with cold light flowing.

This is exactly what I-Yuan is.

"Holy Maiden, Feng Yu has eyes but no beads, and she really doesn't deserve to make a big move." Mingzhu said in a low voice.

Yi Yuan said coldly: "This holy woman is naturally not because of him. He is ruthless, how can this saint waste her sincerity again. ”

When Mingzhu heard this, he was overjoyed.

Her Highness has finally figured it out.

However, what Ming Zhu didn't know was that even if Yi Yuan no longer liked Feng Yu, he didn't like him.

Yi Yuan's eyes were cold, thinking of the Uncle Yun Ancestor who was dressed in silver-gray brocade clothes and was not stained with dust, and his eyes lit up with excitement. She Yiyuan has never been a person who is obsessed with one person, and what she loves is not necessarily Fengyu.

What she likes is the kind of talented boy with strong strength and peerless handsomeness!

Only the best teenagers are worthy of her Yiyuan.

She had thought that no one would be able to surpass Feng Yu, but she didn't expect to meet Uncle Yun Zu, his immortal posture that was as indifferent and pure as a snow-capped mountain and white clouds, and did not stain the dust on the earth, made her deeply fascinated.

"Then the holy woman, you ......" Mingzhu looked at Yi Yuan hesitantly. Ambiguous 43

Yi Yuan said lightly: "Uncle Yun Ancestor wants to survey the Dongluo Emperor's Mausoleum to find the whereabouts of the Yin Yan Seal, and he doesn't worry about letting this holy woman follow, and this holy woman is also idle, so he came to the imperial capital to have a look." ”

At the mention of Uncle Yun Zu, awe flashed in Ming Zhu's eyes.

In his heart, this young Yun Ancestor Uncle was different from Feng Yu. No matter how demonic Feng Yu's talent is, no matter how against the sky, it is not worth mentioning in front of this Yun Ancestor Uncle!

You must know that this Yun Ancestor Uncle is an existence that even his master, the Lord of the One Peak, can completely defeat!

You must know that his master is a powerhouse in the Lingzun realm!

And Yun Mochen, he has just been crowned!

"What's more, didn't you say that Yun Tingxun wanted to play with me? It just so happens that I want to have fun too. A slight sneer appeared in Yi Yuan's eyes, although the object of her admiration now was Uncle Yun Mochen's ancestor, but just because of Yun Tianxun's humiliation of her in Qiong Immortal Realm, she would not let her go!

What if you become the eldest lady of Lonely Bamboo Valley and become the spirit king?

She has been the Nine Stars of the Spirit King, and she will soon ascend to the Spirit Emperor.

"It's just a holy girl, ...... Uncle Yun Zu's side" Ming Zhu was in awe of Yun Mochen to the end, thinking that the Holy Maiden of Yiyuan came out with Uncle Yun Zu, if he interfered in the Four Nations League, would Uncle Yun Zu be displeased.

Yi Yuan said lightly: "Uncle Yun Ancestor will not set foot in the imperial capital. ”

Ming Zhu was relieved: "Your Highness the Holy Maiden, that cloud poured to kill my sect disciple Luo Qian, and it really said that the crime deserves death." I've already figured out how to put her to death this time. ”

"Oh?" I'm so careless.

"Your Highness the Holy Maiden, at this time, the hidden killing array disk given by my master, it looks like an array disk, but it is actually a spiritual weapon that has fused the formation. As long as it's ...... then," Mingzhu said in a low voice.

Yi Yuan's red lips under the veil were slightly hooked, and then he thought of what Ming Zhu said Ruoxin, and frowned again: "Is she okay?" ”