The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 1872 Mujahedin Trophy with the Big Secret Bronze Ding

Tianluo Realm.

The Eight Wilderness is more famous for its first degree.

It is now more famous because the eleventh holy war in the universe will be the final battle here.

At this moment, dreamy contestants are coming from all sides, and as soon as they enter the Castle, they will see the bronze giant ding with the ‘championship' engraved in the standing central region.

That's right.

This is the Cup of the Guild of the Universe Finals.

“Brother! ”

One contestant was excited: "Seeing this giant bronze ring, my blood seems to be burning. ”

The man who told him to hold his fist said: “It's so exciting! ”

Many contestants entered Tianlo City, they stood unconscious and looked at the championship trophy and fantasized about their success!

“Wu ~ oh ~ oh. ”

“Wu ~ oh ~ oh...”

When everyone gathered to look up at the big bronze dings, a strange melody suddenly appeared behind them, so they looked back in dismay.

The gateway.

The Night Star Shoulder Anti-Magic Audio with Sunglasses comes first and stands proud like a professional bodyguard.

“I am still the former teenager, no slight change, time is just a test, the faith in my heart is not diminished...” Under the song listening, Li Qingyang and Xiao Sin himself and others came out, they wore second-generation school uniforms, wearing sunglasses, and a genuine expression appeared.

Everyone's mouth was slightly punched.

Are these weird people insane?

“Brush!” At this moment, the cape was paddled through the lens, and King Chang smiled and walked in with unrecognized steps. He stood in front of the disciple, pointing to the Bronze Ding, standing in the central region, and said: “I want this trophy, I want it! ”

Sound, tone.

Very arrogant.

All forces and contestants cast a despicable eye.

You can't blame them, blame the dog for too much work, if it's hard to provoke anger, there's no reason.

“ …… ”

The sword behind him collapsed to the ruins.

It's a little too much to beat up!

In response, Gu Tianxing said he was used to it.

“Wanguzong? ”

“Dozens of disciples promoted to the Sect? ”

“I heard that the Emperor of Heaven has been targeting the sky cloud system lately. I didn't expect to come to the General Final of the Jihad of the Universe. ”

Some of the bosses who had an understanding of the recent situation argued.

Honestly.

If in the sky cloud system.

Van Gong is absolutely revered. After all, the top ten holy wars in the universe, there is no sect yet, so many disciples can advance to the final.

However.

Leave the sky cloud system.

Although some people have heard about Wanguzong, they are not concerned about it, even wondering if there is no one left to create a monopoly promotion quota?

A galaxy, a bit.

Hundreds of flowers fighting for the gorgeous is the strong proof.

It is absolutely sad to be monopolized by a monarchy.

“Let's go. ”

King Chang smiled and struck a ringing finger.

“I'm still the former teenager miya...” Beautiful music played in the city until it stopped at some inn.

……

Gun Chang laughed and whistled the appearance, but it was just a little interlude. Everyone didn't pay attention to it, but instead looked for a place to stay. Jing waited for the day of the final.

At the same time.

More and more entrants are entering Tianlo City.

No wonder the sword returns to the ruins to assert that the Emperor will not come to make trouble, because the city brings together millions of powerful people, let alone half-step celestial environment, even if the celestial environment is everywhere, it can be said that it brings together the top forces of the upper universe.

Unless the head is kicked by a donkey.

Or, really, against the entire upper universe.

Otherwise, the Emperor would never dare to look for trouble in this section of the bone.

“Senior. ”

King Chang leaned against the window of the room and could see the big bronze ring in the central area. "This trophy is very ordinary. ”

Take your disciples to such a talented competition, first of all to show fame and second to show rewards.

“The more ordinary things, the bigger the secret.” The sword returns to the ruins.

“Oh?”

King Chang smiled and wondered, “Is this a secret? ”

The sword returned to the ruins and poured a cup of tea, "Does the monarch know where the holy war began? ”

“Don't know. ”

Junxiang seemed to realize that he was going to explain himself, so he sat right down at the end and put up two dog ears.

“Hundreds of thousands of years ago. ”

The sword returned to the ruins and sipped a mouthful of tea canal: “A generation of mythology, QiXuan seniors, stepped on the path of eternal life. ”

He was still throwing himself up in the dark. In the beginning, he drew hundreds of thousands of years of King's laughter. When he heard the Holy Qi Xuan, he immediately took it seriously.

“Since then. ”

“Going nowhere. ”

“Many speculate that he has entered the land of immortality. ”

“And then what?” Kingston smiled curiously.

The sword returned to the ruins and put the teacup down. "A few years later, a man took out a bronze ring with a strange inscription on it. ”

“Written what? ”

“The heart of bronze is cast by my heart. If future generations look into its mysteries, they can embark on the path of eternal life, follow my trail and pursue eternal life.” Speaking of which, the sword came to ruins: “The payer, the Seven Xuans Holy. ”

“Anything like that?” Jung-chun smiled surprised.

The sword returned to the ruins: “The man, claiming to be the servant of the Seven Xuans, united multiple forces to hold the first cosmic jihad, stipulating that only the ultimate winner can spy on the mysteries of the bronze pit, which has been held today for ten years. ”

“Nobody took it? ”

A secret hidden in the path to eternal life will definitely drive the upper cosmic powers crazy.

“Somebody grabbed it. ”

The sword returned to the ruins: “But it all failed. ”

“Failure? What do you mean?” King always laughed.

The sword returns to the ruins and looks out the window at the bronze pit that stands in the central region. "This object will only exist in a fixed place, and no one or means can move it. Unless it takes a hundred years to win the championship to enlighten, it will return to its original place in time. ”

“Is it so dark? ”

“Someone's taking it! ”

All of a sudden, there was a yell coming out.

Gun Chang smiled and released his soul, and found dozens of masked black men flying outside the city with Dading. The warriors standing on the street yelled, but no one chased them, as if they were eating melons and watching a play.

“In broad daylight, I dare to steal...” King Chang laughed and was about to get up and rush out, but the next scene really made him a little unbelievable.

“Buzz!”

Dozens of blackjackets were about to fly out of the city, suddenly trembling as they dragged, and then disappeared into the air, appearing on the central regional platform.

“I'll go!”

King Chang smiled and was surprised: "You really can return to your position automatically! ”

The sword shook its head back to the ruins and said: "Over the years, there have always been those who have not believed that repeated attempts to steal have ended in failure. ”

“Can't you earn a space ring? ”

“No.”

“Seal it off in formation? ”

“No.”

“ …… ”

King Chang smiled silently and muttered in his heart: “Unfortunately, the bronze dings didn't show up in the system store. Otherwise, I made it go back and forth. ”

“The Emperor of Heaven is here! ”

Suddenly, someone screamed again.

King Chang smiled and spread his mind to the gate of the city. When he saw a group of shady warriors walking in, he roared at the ruins of his sword. “I thought you said he wouldn't dare come! ”

“ …… ”

The sword returned to the ruins: “Did I say that? ”