"I... Don't understand? What a fool. But it's okay..."

Bai Chong's hands were raised high in the sky, and with his movements, a huge whirlpool appeared again in the vast void outside the Iron Curtain, and an extremely evil will drilled out of it and slammed into the Iron Curtain!

Bai Yunzhi's face was calm, he had been accustomed to such an attack for thousands of years, and he was about to use the power of the Sky Tower to fight back, but he found that Bai Chongzheng was looking at him with gloomy eyes!

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood with a black mist erupted from his mouth!

"How... Yes..."

"Hey, hey, hey... Haven't you found out yet? Except for this fool, everyone, betrayed you! Bai Chong walked over with a hideous face, then looked at the old man Bai who was kneeling on one knee, and said with a cruel smile:

"Twenty years ago, we were preparing... However, it was never you who we dealt with, but the Tower of the Firmament..."

"Do you really think everyone else is a fool? The power used by the Tower of the Sky is not the power of the mountains and rivers at all, but the power of the human heart, the power of faith! That's why you need to shelter sentient beings, hahaha. ”

Old man Bai was still silent, there was an indelible force in his body that was growing, wanting to eat away at everything about him!

Bai Chong, however, seems to have been suppressed for decades, and there is a kind of pleasure that does not vomit unpleasantly, and he is not afraid that Old Man Bai will be able to turn over: "Every year, the empire is at war, and it is fighting with foreign races, and every year, a large number of 'legion weapons' are thrown into the Sky Tower, saying that they are remade and transformed, but in fact, they are all used as its 'food'..."

Bai Jing took a step forward and stood between Old Man Bai and Bai Chong, but his tone was still flat: "So... Since twenty years ago, there have been a steady stream of legions that have been inexplicably wiped out... And you, with these fed legionnaires, feed the Tower of the Firmament... Caused its power to be polluted, thus harming the father? ”

Bai Jing suddenly laughed: "Good job, it's really unexpected, more than a few times before... Much better. At least it can force me to abandon my aging body early. ”

"What!?"

Bai Chong looked at Bai Jing in disbelief, as well as Bai Yunzhi on the ground, and he found that things seemed to be different from what he imagined?

He screamed bitterly, "Do it! ”

However, contrary to what he imagined, Eighth Brother Bai Yi directly penetrated Old Man Bai's body with his hand, but Bai Jing did not react at all, or rather, he still behaved extremely indifferently: "Sure enough, Eighth Brother Bai is also controlled by you." ”

Bai Chong trembled, pointed at him and asked, "You... Who the hell are you! For... Why..."

I don't know why, he felt his whole body wrapped in a deep chill.

"Me? I'm who I am... Even if it's a white scene, it's also ... Bai Yunzhi..."

Bai Yunzhi stretched out a hand and shrouded the sky above Bai Chong's head, and endless power began to converge towards this void...

"I don't believe it! Who are you!? ”

"I, a prison guard from whom I can't escape, change my body, but I just let my power molt... In addition, you are wrong, you Three-Eyed Remnants are the real 'food' of the Sky Tower. ”

Bai Chong, who was constantly oppressed by invisible forces, was horrified to find that the power gap between him and Bai Yunzhi was like a moat, and he couldn't even escape: "No! No, Father, spare me, spare me! ”

"Father? No, except for a daughter, I have no heirs for a thousand years... The Bai Clan is nothing more than a prison of power and desire, seducing you three-eyed remnants... You must laugh at me behind my back, and then replace the blood in the bodies of the women I have been 'lucky' with your own blood? Hehe, just a fantasy... Who's making the show? Until the end, who knows? ”

"How is that possible... You're so poisonous..."

"A disgusting existence that devours each other's bloodlines and continues to be powerful is also worthy of being called poisonous?"

"It's a pity for my stupid daughter... I think it's serious..."

Turning Bai Chong and Bai Yi into powder, Bai Yunzhi held a bloody red eyeball in his hand, looking at the tower of the sky that was constantly trembling, and his tone was not as relaxed as before: "It's troublesome..."

And behind him, the body of the "white old man" also decomposed at a very fast speed, and finally disappeared completely...

In the arena on the second floor of the City of Miracles, everyone felt a shock of the void above their heads, as if they had the illusion that a catastrophe was coming. They all looked up at the sky, but found that at the end of the distant line of sight, there were still white clouds floating, and the wind and waves were calm. Then, again, I was drawn to the fierce competition.

Luo Xia and the others had already discovered that although there were dead people in the battles between the academies within the empire, they were countless times calmer than when fighting with affiliated or semi-independent forces like Southern Xinjiang!

The internal team, when the winner is clear after encountering, will basically leave room and room for others to surrender, and it is enough to shout a word. But when they encounter the 'barbarians', they look like they are not dying, and if the team leader does not decisively throw down the huge white scroll that represents shame, they will generally be killed to the end!

However, the vast majority of the 'barbarian' academies are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of resources and strength compared to the prosperous empire, and their style is rough and cruel, resulting in a sharp increase in the casualty rate.

Except for the Sand people from the Western Regions, Luo Xia and the others found that there was not a single 'barbarian' team that could break through to the second round!

The flamboyant male emcee is on the stage again.

"Next, we are invited to fight against another team from Southern Xinjiang, the Queen of Thorns, who is second only to the Royal Academy, the Royal Affiliated Lower House. Attention viewers, I personally strongly recommend that the maiden who is called the Queen of Thorns be left alive so as not to break the hearts of some Imperial boys... Although I don't know, why is a little country girl called... Queen? ”

Amid the laughter, Ellie stood up with an ugly face and trembled. This feeling of being despised by 100,000 spectators is more uncomfortable than anything for a tsundere girl like her.

If eyes could kill, Ellie would love to break that mouth to pieces.

"Hey! Rooster man, you are so ugly, and you still wear such ostentatious clothes, do you think you are ugly and not flamboyant enough? ”

Buzz...

Ellie felt her head explode, startled by the loud noise coming from beside her.

When I turned around, I found that my wonderful captain was holding a huge foldable megaphone, shouting at the master of ceremonies in the field!

Why did this strange thing suddenly pull out a big horn!?

Luo Xia naturally wouldn't tell others that in order to enjoy the pleasure of the mouth cannon, he created himself to create a foldable amplified megaphone, in order to wait for this kind of occasion, show exists.

If you don't believe it, look at it, the focus of the audience, this is not back to yourself.

What the hell is the Queen of Thorns!? I'm the captain, and I'm the focus of the audience, Soul Light!

"Male... man? The master of ceremonies was stunned, looking at this strange figure standing on the preparation platform and holding a huge horn, and the master of ceremonies who was ridiculed in public felt a trace of depression.

His face was flushed with anger, Neiba's feet were frantically chopping the ground, and his flipped fingers pointed at Luo Xia like a sharp sword and shouted, "I... I am the most contemporary and avant-garde art appreciation artist in the imperial capital, please shut up for me! Redneck boy! ”

"Whew! Do you know the difference between a normal person and a neuropath? That's the ordinary people who don't have the energy to argue with the neurotics, about alternative art, the avant-garde, these messy and disgusting things! So, I can only give you a round of applause, as you please, why are you still serious!? To face no! ”

Radical is a little more radical, but just talk about it, who cares if it makes sense.

"You talk nonsense! Shame on you! ”

"You're shameless, you're neither a man nor a woman! I don't believe you let people who like you stand up and shout for you! Come on, come on, do you like this giant ugly and weird, stand up and show it to the national audience. ”

The 100,000 people at the scene were silent, just looking at this young man with a super good amplification microphone with strange eyes. This southern territory bun doesn't seem to know who he offended, right?

However, it seems that there is no one who wants to stand up and call the man.

The male emcee's face turned blue and white for a while, and he stared at Luo Xia fiercely and said, "You wait for me, I won't let you go." ”

"Just wait, just wait, as long as you don't look for me to get a base, you think I'll be afraid of you!?"

“…”

What should I do if I can't hold it back?

Just when the audience wanted to laugh or not, the indignant rooster man was surrounded and left the arena, ending the farce. Before leaving, he was still shouting something in his mouth, but no one knew what he was talking about.

Of course, Luo Xia didn't end up well, the loudspeaker that he had worked so hard to research was confiscated, and he was also warned in the name of disturbing the order.

Luo Xia didn't care, but was triumphant, only to find that Ellie was looking at her with a strange look.

"You don't have to worship me, daily operation, daily operation, where excellent people are destined to be the focus of the audience."

"No, I just want to take one last look at you, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future."

"What the hell?" Luo Xia felt that it seemed to be ignored.

"That's... Rooster man..."The corners of Ellie's mouth twitched, and she finally held back her smile: "He also has a nickname, called Duke Pinshang..."

"Poof!! Duke!? ”

Fashion, fashion and anything don't matter at all, what matters is the title of duke!

And it's a duke mixed in the imperial capital!

The Duke of Southern Xinjiang is cowhide, but in the eyes of people of the same level in the imperial capital, he is just a dirt bun...

He suddenly remembered that in ancient times, a person's greatest power was to sacrifice and worship! In ancient times, there was no such professional role as a host, and those who presided over the national-level ceremonies were all high-powered people!

Like Feng Chan, the emperor needs to come out to beep, and the ancestor worship needs the patriarch to come out to preside...

Although this world is not the ancient of the previous life, it seems that the social structure is the same?

Luo Xia's scalp is numb, no wonder there are 100,000 people, not even a single one jumped out to laugh with him, this is especially humiliating the big guy in public!