Xiao Chen's eyes were like attention, and his eyes were also on the body of this golden-armored warrior, and like everyone else, he also had a strong interest in this gold-armored warrior Xiao Chen.

It's just that he thinks further, even if he gets the golden armor warrior, how to recognize the lord is also a problem.

It will take three breaths for the Iron Armor Samurai to recognize the master, and the Golden Armor Samurai will definitely take longer, and how to ensure that others do not attack you during this time is the key.

You have to think of a way out in advance, Xiao Chen set his eyes on the two intersections behind the throne, his mind turned sharply, and then quietly turned around.

Hide your body in the shadows and take advantage of everyone's eyes when they are attracted by the battle of the Silver Armor Samurai and the Scarlet Throne.

Avoiding everyone's sight, he walked briskly towards the intersection, and ten minutes later, Xiao Chen returned to the main hall silently, and he already had a countermeasure in his heart.

The two silver-armored warriors in the field, the light of the sword qi had completely dimmed, and it seemed that they couldn't hold on for long.

As soon as the silver-armored samurai falls, I'm afraid that the gold-armored samurai will wake up immediately, and then the real battle will begin.

At the end of Duanmu Qing's head full of green silk, an inconspicuous white color appeared, which was obviously a prelude to the Xuanbing Technique.

Behind Hua Yunfei, a red figure loomed, and the long sword in his hand was spewing a strange red sword.

In Ji Changkong's eyes, countless stars were disillusioned, and a bright galaxy was around him, slowly flowing with soft light, starry, only one natal star was dim, and it seemed extremely silent.

Gui Yihou was wearing a golden battle armor, holding the Sky Splitting Sword, his expression was cold, and there was a heroic aura between his eyebrows, gathering but not moving.

Xiao Chen's gaze shifted to Chu Chaoyun's body, Chu Chaoyun was light, and the expression on his face was still very calm.

But Xiao Chen felt that the holy soldier behind him was constantly gathering boundless momentum, and even trembled slightly. He was extremely excited, just waiting for the moment when he was unsheathed, which shocked everyone's eyes.

The other warriors in the field were also gearing up, controlling the ironclad warrior to pull out the blade in his hand, and unabashedly unleashed the momentum of his whole body.

For a while, there was an undercurrent surging in the main hall, and all kinds of momentum were stirring, but it seemed extremely quiet. It was the calm before the storm, and even the heavy breathing of everyone could be heard except for the sound of the sword qi swung by the silver-armored warrior.

Everyone's attention was raised to the extreme, staring at the golden-armored warrior sitting on the throne, his eyes were full of crazy **.

The two silver-armored warriors, whose aura was finally exhausted, fell to the ground with a thud. The moment he fell, two rays of golden light suddenly bloomed from the empty eyes of the golden-armored warrior, and he stood up from the throne violently.

Bang Bang!

The golden armor on his body collided with each other, making an endless crunching sound, and the sound echoed endlessly in the main hall.

The golden long sword on his waist was drawn out with a brush, and suddenly a momentum comparable to that of a low-grade peak martial king emanated from its body to the surroundings.

But at this moment, the killing move that ten people had been brewing for a long time was finally released without reservation.

Swordsmanship of the stars, a gathering of stars!

Ji Changkong let out a long shout, the long sword in his hand bloomed with dazzling light, and in the overflowing galaxy around him, the natal star that belonged to him suddenly lit up with a bright light.

Possessed by blood souls, blood kills the world!

Hua Yunfei roared angrily, and the blood-colored figure behind him finally condensed into an entity and merged into his body. His eyes immediately turned blood-red, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked extremely evil.

The momentum on his body is infinitely high, and the blood sword in his hand is full of red light, as if it has the potential to sweep the world.

Ice breaking, absolute zero!

Duanmu Qing's black hair suddenly became snow-white, and his eyes completely lost the fireworks of the world, like a ruthless fairy in the sky.

Countless snowflakes fell in the sky, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, freezing to the bone, penetrating people's hearts.

Guiyi Hou Yingxiao didn't have any nonsense, the holy soldier in his hand was swung out, and the law of heaven and earth immediately appeared a trace of vague fluctuations, pulling the power of the Heavenly Dao and attacking the golden armor warrior.

Ten demonic geniuses shot one after another, all kinds of light bloomed, and the air flew with energy, and many martial artists who were ready to join in the fun were directly slapped out by the agitated qi waves.

Such a terrifying attack has been planned for a long time, even if it is an ordinary middle-grade martial king, without any other ending, he will die completely on the spot, and he will not even have a chance to dodge.

Xiao Chen's eyes were like lightning, and when he was about to use the Thunder Escape Technique to make a move, he suddenly stopped his steps, and his eyes were fixed on the blood-colored throne.

The blood-red throne, at the moment when the golden-armored warrior got up, seemed to rise by two points for no reason, and Xiao Chen's divine sense sensed a powerful spiritual power on it, and it was fleeting.

What's the matter, am I dazzled?" Xiao Chen thought in great confusion.

At the moment of his doubt, the attack of the ten peak Extreme Martial Venerables hit the body of the golden armor warrior at the same time, and there was an earth-shattering bang, and the terrifying energy exploded from the sky above the throne.

Rumble!

The twelve stone pillars in the main hall were shattered, and the warriors below couldn't dodge. All of them were swept away by the air waves, spitting blood from their mouths, and falling to the ground fiercely.

The entire main hall began to shake violently, and the peeling rocks above the head kept falling like raindrops.

The main hall was about to collapse, the dust in the field was everywhere, the rocks fell like raindrops, and the people on the ground fled in all directions, and for a time the chaos was extremely chaotic.

Drink!

At the moment of chaos, in the midst of the dust flying in the sky, a golden light suddenly lit up, dazzling like the sun, dazzling people.

But Chu Chaoyun, who had been silent for a long time, made a move, and wisps of golden waves appeared in the air, as if the entire heaven and earth had been divided.

All of a sudden, it was completely suppressed with the peak blow of the nine people, and the chaotic figures of the nine people were all knocked out and flew out.

This is Chu Chaoyun's strength, as soon as the holy soldier comes out, the sword light rises, and he overwhelms the heroes. Although it took advantage of the late strike, this strength cannot be erased in the slightest under any circumstances.

Bang!

The golden-armored warrior, who was exhausted by the energy of the crowd, was sandwiched in his arms, and Chu Chaoyun slapped his palm on the wall behind the throne, blasting out a big hole, and jumped down without hesitation.

This palm added a fire to the crumbling hall and began to collapse with a bang.

"Hurry up, the hall is going to fall, and if you don't leave, you'll die. Seeing that the situation was not good, the other warriors each performed their escape stunts and left the main hall as if they were flying.

The nine people who were knocked away by Chu Chaoyun's move did not hesitate, with an extremely indignant look on their faces, and followed Chu Chaoyun into the big hole behind the wall.

Boom Boom!

The majestic and solemn hall completely collapsed, and the huge stones on the ceiling fell with a bang, shaking the ground as if the sky had fallen.

After a long time, the loud hall was completely quiet, and the hall that had been intact was now completely in ruins.

It was dilapidated, with ruins everywhere, dust everywhere, and smoke billowing from the ground.

Click, click, click!

On a pile of stone pillars and rocks, pieces of bricks slid down quickly, and a broken ironclad warrior slammed out of the middle, and the rock rubble completely slid away.

Xiao Chen, who was lying on the ground, was afraid of the dust on his body, and stood out from the middle unscathed.

Xiao Chen looked at the tattered and unlooking ironclad warrior, smiled slightly, and said, "The ironclad warrior's defense is really amazing, helping me completely block the endless boulders above my head, but unfortunately it seems to be about to be scrapped." ”

Shaking his head slightly, Xiao Chen looked at the ruins that were already empty, put his eyes on the blood-colored throne full of dust and broken stones, and then walked over step by step with a resolute gaze.

Rub!

Stepping on the tiles and gravel on the ground, Xiao Chen paced to the Scarlet Throne step by step, not in a hurry to check the scene of the throne. Xiao Chen searched around for a while, and after making sure that there was no one, he returned to the throne.

Just as he was about to check, he glanced at the armor of a silver-armored samurai in a corner of the rubble.

With a few swings of palm wind, Xiao Chen blew away the rubble on the ground, revealing two silver battle dolls.

Except for the fact that there is a lot of dust on the surface of the battle armor, some accidents have not been damaged in any way, and it seems that the defense of this silver battle armor can be comparable to that of ordinary low-grade martial kings.

Compared with the iron-armored samurai, it is not a little stronger, and the sleeves are lightly Buddha, and all the dust on the silver-armored samurai will be swept away.

Xiao Chen squatted down and opened the small door behind the silver-armored warrior, as he had expected before, the silver-armored warrior was indeed using medium-grade spirit stones, the number was no more, no less than twenty.

Taking out the discarded mid-grade spirit stone from the groove, Xiao Chen erased the will of his predecessors and began to recognize the Lord himself. This confession lasted for five minutes before Xiao Chen's will was completely imprinted on it.

A moment later, the two silver-armored warriors were all recognized by Xiao Chen, and after filling them with intermediate spirit stones, the silver-armored warriors immediately regained their vitality.

A sword was swung out, and the fierce sword qi rampaged through the ruins, and everywhere it passed, the ruins and broken walls were smashed into rubble.

Xiao Chen nodded with satisfaction, with the addition of two silver-armored warriors and a broken iron-armored warrior, the gold-armored warrior who encountered Chu Chaoyun could barely cope with it.

Retracting his thoughts, Xiao Chen refocused his gaze on the Scarlet Throne, controlling the three battle puppets to remove the large rocks on the throne.

After that, Xiao Chen swept his sleeves and completely blew the dust away, and the blood-colored throne finally appeared in full view.

The entire throne was made of a mysterious blood-colored object, and Xiao Chen stroked the lines on it, feeling extremely strange, polishing the material of the throne.

It was neither metal nor spirit wood, nor rock, heavy and generous, and cold to the touch.

Thinking of the fleeting and powerful spiritual power before, Xiao Chen put one hand on the armrest of the throne, and his divine sense slowly merged into the throne along his arm.