Chapter Eighty-Two: The Gathering of Heroes
The three major families hidden in Dongsha, the Ling family, the Luo family, and the Chu family, no one really understands these three families, only that these families have always been low-key.
Even this time it was a low-key affair with the past, and only the older generation knew what it meant when the three of them went out together.
There is an oppressive aura in Yellowstone, those who have a heart have already prepared, and those who have no heart can guess a thing or two, and even ordinary people understand that Yellowstone is about to change.
The Ten Thousand Beasts Competition is not so important, although the promotion tournament has reached the last moment, but most of the people still chose to leave, 300,000 people retreated like a tide, and most of the remaining spectators hesitated for a while, and also retreated with the general trend, and there were only less than 10,000 people left in the Colosseum.
"Newspaper~"
At this time, a messenger from Huangshi City quickly ran to the referee's seat, knelt down on one knee, and looked at Han Yun.
Han Yun frowned slightly and looked at Zhou Qingyun, after all, this is Zhou Qingyun's responsibility, Zhou Qingyun nodded, and Han Yun spoke, "Say it." ”
"General Han, Your Majesty and the others have arrived at the outskirts of Yellowstone City, and they are expected to arrive at Yellowstone City before evening. ”
Han Yun nodded, "Okay, I know, step aside~"
The messenger was ordered to retreat, and Han Yun apologized slightly to Zhou Qingyun and said, "Thank you Deacon Zhou for your hospitality, Han Yun retired first." ”
Zhou Qingyun didn't keep Han Yun, "It's Zhou who thanked Gongzi for being able to come to the Beiyuan Warcraft Palace, and Han Gongzi asked for it." ”
After Han Yun left, Zhou Qingyun shook his head and hesitated, "Now that the situation in Yellowstone City is changing, please also ask the two side deacons to go back to the side department to take charge of the overall situation, and Zhou will see if he can contact the head of the family." ”
The two person in charge of the side department did not linger long, and they also left, and only Zhou Qingyun was left in the referee's seat for a while.
Zhou Qingyun scratched his head, and suddenly felt that one head was two big, and finally picked up a spar for amplification.
"Let's go on~"
As long as there is still one person still watching, as long as the fight is not over, the game must continue, which is the consistent style of the Zhou family.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Qingyun also left, and the position of the referee was replaced by several more prestigious juniors of the Zhou family.
"Roar~"
The white tiger that devoured the dragon's qi had grown two palm-sized wings on its ribs, but it still had to rely on simulated wings to be able to fly.
The white tiger waved his wings and left outside the Colosseum, the dragon kings present were all higher than it, staying in the Colosseum, the white tiger could no longer fight for something, instead of wasting his strength, it was better to quickly find a place to think about how to protect himself.
No one stopped the White Tiger, and even the boss Plague and Evil didn't bother to pay attention to it, and in the current situation, the Plague and Evil Momentum had no intention of fighting.
However, when the white tiger left, he didn't forget to take care of Jiao.
Bah!
A huge thunderball slashed the hideous head of Jiao in the middle of the face?
"Roar~"
Jiao roared, but the white tiger had already left.
Helpless, Jiao had no choice but to turn into his original form and leave outside the Colosseum, the three dragon kings were close together, Jiao had no chance to attack at all, and the little tyrannosaurus was too high, and he might not have been able to fight.
Maybe after a battle, the most disadvantaged is Jiao, not to mention that his spoils of war were taken away by the white tiger, and he was ridiculed by the white tiger, and in the end, the white tiger made himself so disgraced, Jiao really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.
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At the same time, in a clearing on the outskirts of Yellowstone City, a purple void gate appeared out of thin air.
Unlike teleporting scrolls and shredding void spans, this is a portal that can directly cross space, like a bridge connecting two different dimensions.
This is at least a means that only Emperor Wu or a small adult cultivator can do.
Two old men walked out of the gate, followed by hundreds of Great Spellmaster-level cultivators.
An old man asked, "Is this Yellowstone?"
"Respected God of Light, if the location of the Void Teleportation Bridge is correct, then this should be the outskirts of Yellowstone City of the Fuguang Empire. ”
Another old man said unhappily, "What? Old man, don't you believe in my methods?"
"No, no. "Bright Shinto, "How can I not believe in the methods of the main god of the Western Earth Space?"
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