The Strongest Sect of All Times

The first round of the final was supposed to be the most lively, but the entire venue suddenly fell into silence, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

“Dead?”

“The Crown Prince of Heaven... Killed!? ”

Countless eyes stare at the small screen, slowly opening it up and slowly emerging with a shocking glow!

That's right.

Ling is dead.

It only takes a few seconds from the referee shouting to the outage.

This sacrificial speed is exaggerated.

“ …… ”

Gu Tianxing shuddered.

The non-core disciple, who was brutally and wildly abused in the main race, is now in the first round of the final... seconds to kill the Crown Prince of Heaven!

Are you weak?

Not weak, strong.

Much stronger than the ones who have been in the final race.

Opponents of this level, as is customary, need at least the Vancouver core disciples to fight.

However, it was wiped out by Li Shangtian and killed in seconds.

Gu Tianxing doesn't understand the Internet language, otherwise, he would surely roar out loud: “Is this guy hanging up! ”

That's right.

Li Shangtian hung up.

Directly use SS Soul Jing.

As Huaxia's most prestigious professional assassin, unless he encounters Qin Wang who walks around the pillars, the murder aspect must be unambiguous.

In other words...

Recognized by SS souls, it has also been abused countless times in exchange.

So Li Shangtian won the game today and stepped on the Prince Tian Demon to advance to the second round, entirely on his own, not on his own.

The same goes for Li Qingyang and Xiao Xin and others.

Over the years, they have paid and worked hard, thus gaining the favor of the English soul.

Saying they hang up is a direct denial of commitment and effort.

On the contrary.

For limiting reasons, someone who has never entered the secret realm of Tianwei, but at the juncture of life and death, was possessed by SSS-grade souls, and a stick killed the celestial demon Emperor's body, is the most truly famous, the most shameless hanging!

……

The Emperor Prince of Heaven sacrificed heaven, shocking the whole field.

So many other contestants at the venue were at war and no one was ever there to watch.

“Whoo-hoo! ”

“Whoo-hoo! ”

At this very moment, the sky observation deck was dreaded with horror.

When the scalp burst, it was immediately apparent that the property containing the fury must have been released by the Emperor of Heaven.

Sure.

The Emperor sat on the chair with a black aura.

Although his face could not be seen clearly, it could also be seen from the reddish eyes that he should be angry abnormally.

“Going to the venue is tantamount to going to war, living and dying.” King Chang laughed and laughed. “Can't someone lose? ”

“ …… ”

When the Emperor heard the rumor, his temper gradually converged, and his voice became cold: “Monarch, I hope that the smile on your face will remain until the end of the race. ”

“Don't worry. ”

Gun Chang smiled and put his fingers around the corner of his mouth, lifting them up separately, keeping an exaggerated smile on his face: “This seat will definitely laugh to the end. ”

“What a punch! ”

Gu Tianxing and the sword returned to their hearts to grunt.

Instead of ignoring this bitch, the Emperor preached to the other sons of God: "If you encounter Wanguzong disciples, be sure to break them into pieces! ”

He's angry.

But don't do it.

So we can only rely on the progeny to vent our anger.

Coincidentally, King Chang laughed and preached to his disciples: “If you meet the Prince of Heaven, just like heaven, you will not be merciless to wipe out! ”

They're enemies, no need to explain, but whenever they get to meet each other in space, they're bound to bite each other like mad dogs.

……

“First round of battle, Li Shangtian promoted! ”

When the referee announced, Li Tian, who stood on the battlefield, cried.

After his violent defeat, he was always repressed, always ashamed of the Sect and of the Patriarch.

To that end.

Crazy practice.

Losing isn't scary, big time winning back.

This time the opponent is not sharp, but at least the Prince of Heavenly Demon, wait for the same shame before the snow, you can raise your head and walk off the battlefield!

Regarding the mentality change and grinding of Li Shangtian during this period, it needs to be filled with comic book groups. There is not much description here. In short, it can be agreed with Jing, in exchange for bitterness and suffering, blood and tears.

Including him and Li Qingyang and others, there are two lyrics that can be appropriately described, which is —— no one can succeed without experiencing the storm.

However.

Without experiencing the storm, King always laughs at him!

……

Perhaps inspired and inspired by Li Shangtian, Wanguzong's disciples repeatedly fought to win the competition by destroying the decay.

No difficulty, no challenge.

Of course, treating other contestants and flying them at best will not take their lives directly.

The Crown Prince of Heaven is the opposite.

Whenever they appear, they will kill their opponents by harsh means, making it feel like Van Gou disciples killed Ling, and other contestants will be buried with them.

“My son...”

One big man witnessed his son die on the stage and could only show a sad expression.

Hate?

Hate into the bones.

But the Emperor is too powerful to resist.

“Hey.”

King smiled helplessly and shook his head.

They dared not stand up when their children were mercilessly maimed, and these men succumbed completely to the power of the Emperor.

……

The first round is over.

All Wanguzong disciples were promoted.

Because it's too easy, a lot of people don't have combat footage.

The Emperor's eighty nominees have also been promoted, and it's too bloody to give the shot.

Old rules.

Round two continues the drawing of lots.

Since the number of disciples is still large, Van Gogh disciples and the Crown Prince did not meet directly.

That's right.

Three, four...

Until hundreds of entrants remain on the field, the odds of a draw match are high.

Especially after the fifth round of the lottery, Wanguzong's invincible, Li Qingyang and the Emperor Tian Demon matched.

“Attendees are invited! ”

With the referee shouting out, why invincible first entered the venue through the transmission array. His opponent was Ling Rui, but his figure was thin and he looked sly.

Wise.

From Wisdom.

So you can see that this guy should be a thief.

Indeed, after the start of the match, a special figure was applied, from left to right, from right to left, like an indescribable mud.

Such opponents are better suited to Su Xiaofo because of each other...

“Boom ——————————”

The narrative could not be explained in time, and a burst of noise suddenly spread.

The dust is flying and the sun is covered.

When it gradually became clear, the crowd saw through the visual screen why the invincible stood on the broken battlefield, the Prince of the Heavenly Demon was recessed in a deep pit, his upper body clothes collapsed, and there was a big hole in his back.

Is this... another cold one?

“Boom! ”

Another image came in the light screen again, the audience moved over, and saw Li Qingyang's opponent, the son named Ling Tao lying in the hall, except that his clothes moved with the wind, his body and hands and feet were all still.

“Brush!”

The referee flew in to check, then shook his head and instructed the staff to lift him down.

The whole room, quiet down again.

The first five rounds of the competition, the Wanguzong disciples who just came on stage, killed two Princes by the fastest and most dominant means!

Brother!

That's the champion of all faculties!

Can you disciples of the ancient kingdom show the least respect?

Come on up and kill him.

Who can stand this nimma!