At this time, only Wang Ning returned to the position of the Heavenly Prison in the entire hall, and Lin Fan found that to see Wang Ning from here, his neck had to be raised forty-five degrees.

And in front of them stood a stone puppet, which seemed to be dedicated to the service of these people.

As time passed, teams after teams of people were guided in from the outside by the people of Hell.

Sitting on Lin Fan's left and right were the Fire Hell and the Wood Prison.

The green flames of the Hellfire waved at Filip, which was regarded as a greeting, while the people from the Wooden Prison didn't look at Lin Fan and the others, let alone say hello.

Of course, Lin Fan and the others are used to this kind of scene.

Anyway, everyone is a competitor, and there is nothing to talk about with anyone.

Looking at the sky outside, it had completely darkened, and the dome of the hall, with its huge pearls like bright moons, illuminated the inside extremely brightly.

"The people from the Golden Prison haven't come yet?"

Lin Fan looked towards the position next to the Heavenly Prison and found that the Golden Prison, which was the second place, had not appeared until now.

When he was in the square today, he noticed those guys, one of them was tall and powerful, and he didn't care about their confrontation with the ghost prison.

Moreover, the first person to leave the square was the Golden Prison, and their high-spirited appearance matched Wang Ning's performance when he went to send them an invitation.

Just when Lin Fan was secretly guessing in his heart whether the Golden Prison would not come, a young man in a moon-white uniform walked down from the second floor.

Lin Fan recognized it at the first time, and the other party was the phantom that appeared in the invitation - Tianhao!

For a moment, all the people present straightened their backs.

One is a kind of respect for the Heavenly Hell, and the other is that I don't want to lose the momentum of my side in front of the Heavenly Hell.

Tianhao's expression was gentle, and he walked to the high platform, his eyes faintly scanning the field.

When his gaze fell on the Golden Prison, his brow furrowed inadvertently.

However, this expression passed for a moment, and then he showed a smile, and said loudly to everyone present: "Tianhao is honored to gather with my colleagues here, you are all the leaders of the Ten Thousand Realms Prison, and you are the elite of each sub-prison, to be able to appreciate your face to participate in our trade fair, Tianhao expressed his heartfelt welcome." ”

As soon as his words fell, he heard a grunt of discontent coming from the door.

Then, two tall young men walked into the palace with a grin, and they were the people of the Golden Prison.

However, only the two of them came to the Golden Prison, which was particularly prominent compared to the other sub-prisons that came with them.

In Lin Fan's view, this big trade fair was more like Heavenly Hell was preaching its majesty, telling everyone that they were the first place last time, and they are still the first place this time.

As the existence most likely to surpass the Heavenly Hell, the Golden Prison not only came late, but only two people came, and it was also clear that he wanted to compete with the Heavenly Hell.

Tianhao glanced at the two people sitting in the Golden Prison, with a smile on his face, as if he didn't care about the other party's provocation at all.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, our companions are all immersed in cultivation and don't have the time to participate in any trade fairs, so only the two of us idlers came, forgive me!"

The Golden Prison laughed and apologized to everyone around him.

However, this does not sound like an apology, but is full of gunpowder.

Wang Ning stood up, stared at the person who spoke, snorted coldly, and said, "Jinhuan, what do you mean by this?"

"It's not interesting, those companions of mine are cultivators, and a small trade will not attract them much, so the two of us are fully represented. "The people of the Golden Prison don't care about authenticity.

"Golden Ring?" Lin Fan muttered.

Jun Mo also gave them this name in the information, the strength is quite strong, unfathomable, and there are annotations, the other party participated in two big competitions, one more than Filip.

What is the concept of twice? That is, the other party has been stagnant in the position of captain for a full three hundred years!

"In fact, there is an unwritten rule in the Ten Thousand Worlds Prison Competition, those who participate more than three times cannot participate again, and this is also the last trip of Jinhuan. Fili acted as a temporary commentator.

"Jinhuan, you are still the same, you haven't been promoted for many years, you won't be suppressed in the Golden Prison, right?

At this moment, in the seat of the wooden prison, a middle-aged man with a thin figure stood up, looked at Jin Huan and said.

"Mu Sheng, who has also participated in two big competitions, is on par with the Golden Ring, and Mu Prison's goal now is to surpass the Golden Prison and become the second place. Filip commented on the spot.

As the leader of the Wooden Prison, Mu Sheng was naturally highlighted in the information given by Jun Mo.

Lin Fan found that the top-ranked sub-prisons had some old guys who had participated in the big competition, and these people naturally became the leaders of each sub-prison.

Just like in the middle of a deserted prison, Filip naturally became their leader, even if the Tylenol were not convinced, after all, they were experienced and knew a lot.

There is a wooden prison taking the lead, and several sub-prisons also open their mouths, and the posture seems to have changed from a heads-up between the Golden Prison and the Heavenly Prison to a group of people besieging the Golden Prison.

"Hmph, it's okay if you have the heart to hug the thighs of the Heavenly Prison, but if you hit my Golden Prison head with your mind, you have to be careful!" Jin Huan sneered indifferently.

Hearing this, the leaders of several sub-prisons couldn't help but change their faces, as the second place, although the majesty of the Golden Prison was not as good as the Heavenly Prison, but if it was deliberately targeted, it would be really troublesome.

You can't fight hard with each other because of the slightest possibility of nomination, and when the time comes, they will be chased by the prison behind, and they won't even find a place to cry.

Many turned their guns and opened fire on prisons that might be plotting for their own position.

For a moment, the entire hall was in chaos.

Lin Fan glanced around and found that no one was even firing at their Hell, and even the Ghost Prison, which had a feud with them, was busy fighting with the Hellfire.

Come to think of it, who would fight for the last place?

As soon as the trade fair opened, it became this kind of virtue, and Lin Fan felt that if it continued like this, it was really possible to evolve into actual combat.

"Made, can we take the initiative?" The python boy seemed to have an itchy mouth, and encouraged everyone to fire at the Hell, wanting to join in the messy event.

As soon as the python boy finished speaking, he was rejected by Filip, and said in a deep voice: "Don't mess around, they will be in chaos for a while, and soon the people from the heavenly hell should come out to calm down, otherwise this trade fair will not be able to be carried out." ”

Hearing Fili's words, Lin Fan looked towards Tianhao on the high platform.

Sure enough, the smile on this guy's face had faded.

He didn't expect that with a few casual words, Jin Huan would mobilize the hostility among the people present, and the good trade would be in such a situation.

It was the quietest side of the Desert, and ten people looked at him in unison.

Tian Hao snorted and took a step forward suddenly, and a cold aura suddenly spread from his body, soaring to the realm of Martial Emperor in an instant.

The hall that was noisy a second ago was quiet in an instant, and they felt the almost oppressive aura, and everyone honestly sat back in their seats.

"Jinhuan, the trade fair will start soon, do you have any other opinions?" Tianhao's gaze went straight to the Golden Prison, and he didn't hide the coldness in his voice at all.

The momentum of the golden ring also soared, and it seemed that it was not much worse than Tianhao.

The two breaths constantly clashed and collided in the hall, and there was a sense of oppression on the string. Read the latest chapter of "Wanjie Prison Warden's Claw Book House" for free for the first time.