Tomorrow is shining, pale and lukewarm. High cliffs and deep valleys, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

At a height of 100 feet, the battle is in full swing. Suddenly, the mountain battle was withdrawn from the battlefield, as if the internal force was too consumed to continue.

"I see"

Donghuang Wan was happy, and thought that the other party would make much progress this time, but it turned out that he was just standing still. Seeing that the other party was about to run, he quickly chased after him.

Shan Zhan sneered, knowing that the enemy's weak strategy was successful, and he looked at a smoother place to go at the moment. Seeing from a distance that there was only one bump in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose and jumped over, and the internal force entered the bump along the soles of his feet.

Seeing that the opponent was panicking, Donghuang Wankong was even more proud, and planned to chase a few more steps to pick the incense pillar. Suddenly, there was an empty foot, and the bulge of the stone that seemed to be unstoppable was shattered, and it was pressed against the valley wall urgently, and the internal force gushed and sucked firmly.

"Let me go down!"

Donghuang Wankong had just stabilized his mind and instinctively looked down when a loud shout came from above his head. Without thinking about it, Donghuang Wankong let go and fell straight down. Because the inertia was too great and the valley wall was too smooth, it was not so easy for him to stabilize his body again. The heart fell into the ice valley, and it fell for more than ten meters in a row, but fortunately, a large piece of foothold appeared, and he kicked it hard without hesitation, and his body rose with strength. There was a sudden scream from below, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

- Poor Mu Jiang, who finally pulled down his face and regrouped to climb the mountain again, was stepped on again. It seems that you can't save face if you don't use your real skills.

When the mountain battle saw the Eastern Emperor falling, he immediately jumped up, and only after walking a few steps, a crisis hit behind him. Looking back, Donghuang Wankong ran straight up with a sword. With a heavy breath through his nose, he also stood up to meet him.

After a crackling fight, the two of them continued to fight. On such a smooth valley wall, standing has to consume a lot of internal force, not to mention a big battle, their mental method is simply not able to maintain such consumption. In a short period of time, they all decided not to sell again, otherwise they might be cheaper for others.

The next two hundred meters away from the three of them were very quiet, it is worth mentioning that Mu Jiang, who was the most backward but had the most internal strength, stood up and rushed fiercely for a long time, and only stopped when he saw the two figures in front of him - it is not terrible to lose, what is terrible is that it is too obvious to lose.

Tibetan incense was right in front of him, and the two of them, who had recovered a little, glanced at each other with a sharp heart, and then their bodies rose into the air, and the eagle falcon rushed upwards like a falcon. Donghuang Wankong found that he was slightly inferior, so he grabbed Shanzhan shanzhan and threw it hard to rise at a faster speed.

The mountain battle was torn off, and it was scary to look at such a high distance, how could he dare to fall down? The long whip on his waist flicked and wrapped around the ankle of Donghuang Wankong, using the same move to go further.

"Again?"

Donghuang Wankong was impatient, and instead of rushing to get rid of the long whip, he grabbed the long whip and jumped down violently. The corners of Shan Zhan's eyes froze, he really couldn't imagine that the other party would use such a move that would end up together, and when he wanted to let go of the long whip, his body had already fallen.

Mu Jiang was so surprised that he almost couldn't believe it when he saw the two of them fall at the same time, and wanted to pinch whether he was dreaming or not, when a rope stopped him in the chest, and he was immediately shocked.

"The thief hurt me!"

Shi Po screamed, and at a height of nearly three hundred meters, the old man in his sixties fell like this.

Blocked by Mu Jiang, the two of them stabilized their bodies, jumped up and smashed their fists without saying a word, their bodies were fluttering like ghosts, and the killing momentum was as fast as a tiger. However, no one in the audience paid attention to them.

The height of three hundred meters fell, and Si Quan doubted whether the old man would be scared to death first. The screams kept ringing out, and the wandering valley was heart-wrenching, and I couldn't breathe anymore and changed my breath. In front of everyone's eyes, the miserable side did not disappoint everyone. Hearing a clang, everyone opened their eyes and hurried over, when the smoke and dust cleared, and a withered palm rose from the pit.

- The master of the Grandmaster is extraordinary, and it is okay to fall down from such a height.

"Elder Mu, do you want to rest?"

The master of ceremonies persuaded him, but it was already the third time, and he was really sadistic when he saw it. fifth

"No, Lao Ji is a long way, and his ambitions are thousands of miles, today I will teach you young people what it means to never give up. ”

Mu Jiang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his internal organs were still rolling, and he used all his internal strength to run up the valley wall.

Looking at Mu Jiang's back, the disciples were surging and secretly swore that even if they could cultivate to the realm of grandmasters in the future, they would not be able to participate in the head election!

Above the hundreds, the two who were fighting happily had reached the last moment. Tibetan incense is close at hand, but unfortunately no one can get it. Donghuang Wankong gritted his teeth, and his body rushed towards the mountain battle again. It was his last and strongest blow, and if he didn't succeed, he would be a benevolent.

"Finally, the donkey is running out of skills?"

Seeing this, Shan Zhan actually stood up, and his momentum soared.

"You're hiding your strength?"

The Eastern Emperor was shocked, but unfortunately it was already too late. The arrow had to be sent on the string, and the body made the last fight, but was easily stopped by the other party.

Shan Zhan followed the other party's empty palm, but he had no intention of stopping, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Donghuang Wankong sank to the bottom of the valley, and everything was understood, the other party not only wanted to be the head of the house to lead Zhenshenshan to be born, but also wanted to kill him.

"Don't worry, you won't be lonely on Huangquan Road. ”

Before Donghuang Wankong could understand, Shan Zhan slashed at his head with a palm. At the last moment, the Eastern Emperor Wankong was captured without restraint, his body twisted, and he fell straight into the cliff.

"Hmph, I want to escape, it's too late. ”

The mountain battle was not let go, the internal force in the middle of the road was undoubtedly exposed, and he chased a few steps on the valley wall, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure climbing on the side, hesitated for a moment, and still planned to be the head first. It's a pity that the truth is always unprepared, seeing that the mountain battle turned around, Mu Jiang suddenly burst out, and all the skills of decades broke out - Tibetan incense was at his hand.

Seeing that Mu Jiang was about to succeed, Shan Zhan was in a hurry, and the ten-layer internal force was condensed in the palm of his hand, wanting to fight out of thin air. Si Quan was about to laugh when he saw it, the ten layers of internal force in the middle stage of the Merge Dao were released, it was not as good as the three layers in the early stage of the Merge Dao, how could he hurt Mu Jiang in the realm of the grandmaster?

However, the goal of the mountain battle was not Mu Jiang, the internal force turned into a strong wind, blowing the Tibetan incense high, and the two jumped to fight at the same time. One hand is scrambling, and the other palm full of internal force is still hidden at the waist. Coincidentally, the two of them slapped each other, and the mountain battle that had just used internal force was already the end of a strong crossbow, and Mu Jiang, who fell from Baizhang, had no light internal injuries at this time, so he even fought a draw. However, Tibetan incense has long been lost.

Donghuang Wankong was also lucky, the last blow was hopeless, he recovered his internal force in time, fell down from a height of 300 meters, and was able to save his life with the last internal force to protect himself. However, he was still seriously injured, and several bones were broken, and he struggled to climb out of the pit, and a wooden stick fell steadily into his hand.

"The head is the head of the house. ”

All the disciples gathered around and recognized the gray-headed and gray-faced Donghuang Wankong.

"King Xiang, the head of the family has got King Xiang. ”

Knowing that the Eastern Emperor was unharmed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did they see that what he was holding in his hand was Tibetan incense.

"Now that King Xiang has a winner, the head of the east, sacrifice to the mountain, the auspicious time has come!"

The master of ceremonies walked over and said slowly, the final winner was Donghuang Wankong, and many people felt disappointed and reassured.

"Slow"

Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, a loud shout came. Then, the square team of thousands of people, more than half of the ground suddenly pulled out their weapons, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.