"Jie Ji ......"

Doronkze smiled proudly and said, "That's true, compared to my sons in the ghost prison, these people are indeed too weak!"

He raised his hand and pointed at the ordinary people below: "I'm afraid that a warrior from my ghost prison who was born not long ago can kill most of them!"

An Hua smiled slightly and said: "You can't say that, with the time that the ghost prison warrior is conceived, if a monk of my human race spends the same amount of time, hehe......"

He didn't say the rest of the words, but everyone present understood what he meant, with the ghost prison warriors who have been bred for tens of hundreds of years at every turn, if a Terran monk really spends such time, his strength is at least above the incarnation, which means that such a monk in the incarnation realm can also kill a large number of low-level ghost prison warriors, and in this way, the advantage and pride in Doronkze's mouth will be lost in an instant!

"Humph!"

Knowing that Anhua's-for-tat confrontation is a bit far-fetched, but to a certain extent, it is a kind of truth, Duolong Keze just snorted coldly, and did not entangle with Anhua on this issue anymore, he smiled sadly and said: "Today's Qunfang Meeting, I don't know what regulations are?"

Since Doronkze avoided the topic, Anhua didn't want to make a little stiff with each other, so he smiled faintly and said, "Except for one rule, there are no other rules!"

"Oh!"

Doronkze said with interest, "What rules?"

Anhua said with a straight face: "The strong are respected!"

"That's interesting!"

Beside Duolong Keze, it was obvious that his strength and status were above him, a middle-aged man from the Demon Domain's Yuan Demon Clan, Yuan Chengjie suddenly said in a loud voice: "What about the quota of Baiyun Stream?"

Anhua didn't say anything, on the golden chair behind him, the middle-aged man in a cyan dragon robe was the Eastern Emperor Taimin of the Eastern Wilderness Heavenly Dynasty, who was named the Eastern King, and he laughed and said: "Baiyunjian has its own Baiyunjian selection method, even if it is the strongest person, it may not necessarily be chosen!"

"Not bad!"

Next to Donghuang Taimin, wearing a red dragon robe and titled King Gui, Donghuang Taiyu said loudly: "Besides, even if they are really selected, before they rush to Baiyunjian alone and enter the Yunxia space, they have to go through a test, if they don't pass, then I'm sorry, and they will directly lose their qualifications behind!"

"Oh...... It's kind of interesting!"

Yuan Chengjie's eyes narrowed slightly: "It is rumored that the Yunxia space of Baiyun Stream is extremely special, and those who come out of it will make great progress in their strength, I don't know if it's true?"

Donghuang Taimin laughed and said: "This is true, although the cost is not small, but the harvest is also good, overall, it is a good deal!"

Yuan Chengjie said: "In this way, the people who can get the quota are all young and handsome people in the Eastern Wilderness!"

Donghuang Taimin inadvertently glanced at the Donghuang Taiyu beside him, and then he nodded noncommittally and said, "It's about the same!"

Yuan Chengjie and Duolong Keze were slightly surprised when they heard this

laughed, but a flash of light flashed from the depths of the eyes of the two!

Anhua, who was at the front, suddenly looked in a direction under the platform and said, "By the way, Lord Chengjie, there are a lot of royal families and royal children who came over today!"

Donghuang Taimin and Donghuang Taiyu looked at Anhua's gaze, and sure enough, in the easternmost part of the platform, the demons and demons were vertical and horizontal, and the figures were longing, and at a cursory glance, there were no less than 100 people!

In response to this, Duolong Keze smiled slightly: "How to say that it is also a rare event in the Eastern Wilderness, in your words, otherwise, it is not enough to show our sincerity!"

He paused, and said with a hint of banter in his tone: "Could it be that the Great Commander of Anhua is worried that those young people in your Eastern Wilderness are not my opponents of the Ghost Domain Erlang?"

"Haha......"

Hearing this, Anhua laughed and said: "Lord Keze is polite, this commander is worried that if those people are all defeated here, I don't know if the adults can explain the past when they go back!"

Seeing that Anhua was so determined and undisguised, Duolong Keze's face suddenly froze, but then he smiled and said proudly: "What do you need to explain? The strength is not good, the skills are not as good as others, and I can't complain about others if I die, but this king hopes that the young heroes of the Eastern Wilderness will not be too disappointing!"

An Hua smiled confidently and said, "That's natural, Lord Keze will wait and see!"

It seems that some kind of order has been broken, or the time has come, as soon as Anhua's voice fell, between the brilliance and brilliance, one after another The aura was as calm as an abyss, and the powerful Terran power, as well as the king-level power from the hundred clans, flashed to the sky above the platform.

Obviously, none of them had any intention of landing on the platform, and they all enveloped themselves in it with the qi in their bodies, if it weren't for the direct collision or intentional acting, it would be difficult for ordinary people to distinguish their identities from those breaths alone!

Yuan Chengjie glanced at the Terran powers in the sky, and then he said with deep meaning: "It seems that the Celestial Empire is very well prepared!"

Anhua smiled noncommittally: "Each other, each other!"

The Eastern Emperor Taiyu glanced under the crowded platform, and then he said to Granny Xue, who came quietly, "Senior, you can start!"

Leaning on her body, under the cover of the wrinkles on her face like a snake worm, Granny Xue, who couldn't see any expression, said in a low voice: "It's not too early, so let's start!"

An incarnated body had already come to the sky above the platform, and he shouted loudly: "Qunfang will begin, there is only one rule, and the strong are respected!"

There was an uproar, and as the voice of Anhua spread, there was a sudden uproar under the platform, and someone couldn't help but say loudly: "The strong are respected?

"Hey, hey!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, someone sneered and said: "At first glance, you are a fool, since you are respected by the strong, how can it be determined by combat strength alone?"

"Oh?"

Someone was immediately surprised and said, "Is it anything else?"

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"Of course!"

The man shook his head and said proudly: "The quality of net worth, power, talent, brain, and internal qi, as long as you think you can surpass others, you can count it!"

Someone said with a skeptical face: "Can it still be like this?"

The man laughed and said, "Naturally, otherwise, there is really only one place, so what is it called the Qunfang Club? Wouldn't it be better to call it a lone show?"

Someone was very interested in hearing this and asked, "Listening to what this brother said is so straightforward and well-informed, do you also plan to participate?"

The man looked stinky and nodded proudly, "Then you don't need to talk about it!"

"Haha......"

The people nearby burst into laughter when they heard this, and someone immediately quipped: "Don't say it, if it's really as Brother Tai said, just by the black face, Brother Tai can be said to be the leader, no one can match!"

"!"

The man spat out a word fiercely, as if he didn't care the slightest about other people's jokes, he raised his head back, and whispered: "It's really hard to find a confidant, lonely as snow!

"Cut!"

Looking at Zhao Xiaohei's pretending to be a master, the people around him suddenly despised him, but Zhao Xiaoxing beside him nodded with empathy, there was a long way to go, and I felt lonely!

If Wei Wuji or Qian Tu were here, they would definitely find that Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing at this moment were not only self-cultivation, but even their breath was calm and heavy.

Zhao Xiaohei and those people nearby were gagging, but Zhao Xiaoxing kept looking around, and he whispered to himself: "Didn't you say that Brother Wuji and Qian Lao Xiang had already arrived in Tiandu?

After Zhao Xiaohei almost bleeds from a person not far away, he turned his head and said, "Don't worry, since you are here, you will meet it!"

After speaking, he turned his head again, his mouth kept moving, and while debating with the people around him, he still didn't forget to turn back to Zhao Xiaoxing, and said with a serious face: "Brother, don't you think it's better if they don't appear right now!"

Zhao Xiaoxing was stunned when he heard this: "Why, aren't we just looking for them?"

"Stupid!"

Zhao Xiaohei rolled his eyes and said: "Every time Brother Wuji is here, our brother's limelight is stolen by him, this time we have to hurry, otherwise, there may be no chance again!"

Zhao Xiaoxing was stunned for a while when he heard this, and then he smiled and said, "Yes, no matter what you say this time, it's our brother's turn!"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly stabbed Zhao Xiaohei's waist, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, I'm afraid there will be no chance this time!"

"Why?"

Zhao Xiaohei turned his head unhappily and said, "Didn't you see that I was busy? Brother Wuji didn't arrive?

Zhao

Xiaoxing pointed to the sky above and said, "Brother, you help me take a look, is that Brother Wuji?"

"How can it be such a coincidence, as soon as he talks about him, he appears? Besides, Brother Wuji, you don't know each other? Let me confirm something?"

Zhao Xiaohei muttered while looking up, only to see a person who had been suspended above the platform at some point, the familiar white eyebrows and the scar on his face, who was it not Wei Wuji?

"It's over, it's over......"

Zhao Xiaohei immediately muttered to himself: "There is no chance this time, Brother Wuji, you are too unkind, too not enough brother, I swear, from today onwards, I, Zhao Xiaohei, will break off my friendship with you!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Xiaoxing suddenly shouted, "Can't you see that there's something wrong with Brother Wuji?"

"He's about to steal the limelight from us, what's wrong?"

Although he muttered for a while and shouted to break off friendship, he still followed Zhao Xiaoxing's gaze again, and then his complexion suddenly changed: "It's really wrong, how can he have an indescribable faint death breath on his body?"

Zhao Xiaoxing's face sank like water: "It seems that during this time, something must have happened that we don't know!"

"Hateful!"

He shouted in a low voice: "What about the old money? Why did he disappear when he was needed at the critical moment?"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "War Blood Throne" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~