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Chapter 161 The Tianjiao Gathered, The War Emperor Gathered

All those who are swallowed by the Wuxu Realm are monks of the Supreme Realm.

Among them, there are many peerless arrogance and transcendent Eucharist.

Now these dense monks gather together, and every one of them is the existence of Megatron.

Such a luxurious lineup is enough to destroy any interface under the fairy world.

"Such a big battle, and the manager personally promoted it. Is this newcomer really so powerful?"

"It's probably just a puppet. It's so mysterious. It's because the managers want to scare the chickens to scare the monkeys, right? After all, the major forces are a little unstable during this period."

In the spectator seats, many monks who hadn't seen Huo Ming's last match became suspicious.

Some are even more disdainful of Huo Ming, who is making a lot of noise now.

They believed even more that this was a play directed and performed by the managers themselves, and they wanted to use this to deter them.

After all, these unworldly arrogances have been in Wuwang Realm for so long, who has ever received such treatment?Naturally, he didn't want to believe how powerful Huo Ming would be.

"Don't be dissatisfied, but anyone who has seen that person compete will understand what a terrifying existence that person is!"

"That's right, thinking about it now still makes me palpitate. I am afraid that compared with the current Five Emperors, they are only stronger but not weaker."

However, some cultivators who had witnessed the previous game refuted one after another.

After all, the shock that Huo Ming gave them in the previous match was too strong.

"Hmph! No matter how strong you are, don't you fall into such a situation like me, and have to accept the endless duel of vitality!"

"That's right, no matter how strong he is, isn't he being suppressed by Zun now? Otherwise, how could he be willing to become a black warrior?"

"Hey, if you can't escape from this realm of innocence, you won't have peace for a day. In this never-ending battle of life, what's the point of arguing about who is strong and who is weak?"

There are also some monks who hold a pessimistic attitude. They are unwilling to argue about the strength of the black fighters.

From their point of view, they are all people who have fallen into the world. After nearly ten thousand years of restraint and oppression, most people have lost the will to resist.

It's really ridiculous not to think of a way to escape from this world of no illusions together, but to argue about the strengths and weaknesses of each other all day long.

In today's Xuan Dou Field, creatures from all directions are discussing enthusiastically.

"It's a pity, no matter how strong this rookie is, he's probably going to perish here today!"

Suddenly, a female voice with a slightly regretful tone came.

The coercion contained in the tone shocked many monks around and looked at him one after another.

I saw a petite girl in red with two ball heads appeared in the seat at some point.

This girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, her skin was as white as a fresh water chestnut, and there was a small black mole on the corner of her mouth.

There are looming stars in the girl's eyes, and there is a phantom of a seven-colored mysterious bird faintly surrounding her, just like a celestial girl descending from the earth.

"I've seen Master Xiaotao!"

And the monks around who saw her all showed respect and saluted her one after another, looking very afraid.

It turned out that this young girl Xiaotao was one of the five war emperors.

And she is also the most special existence among the five war emperors. First of all, no one knows her origin, and no one knows her true strength.

Because of the thousand life-and-death duels that Xiaotao has experienced, each one was easily won within three moves.

And after becoming the Emperor of War, her more special side was revealed. She didn't form her own forces, and she was still alone.

And Xiaotao didn't like to go to the VIP seats to watch the battle. Every time she showed up, she always lurked among these ordinary monks.

It can be called the strangest one among the five war emperors.

"call out--"

At the same time, a long cry flew across the sky, and a pure white crane flew slowly in between, and landed in the VIP seats on the top floor, followed by a large group of monks with extraordinary cultivation.

Two figures slowly stepped down from the crane and sat in it, causing an uproar among ordinary monks together.

"It's Master Fei Wuqing!"

It was Fei Wuqing and Luoyue.

After learning that Huo Ming had another match, and that the opponent was one of the top black fighters——Raksha, she rushed over immediately.

"Haha, I didn't expect Fairy Fei to come, what a fate."

Another voice resounded through the sky, and a burly man with bronze skin on the cloud fell into the VIP seat in a blink of an eye.

"It's Lord Xuanyang!"

The man was Xuan Yang, and now he was dressed in a black and gold robe, making him look even more heroic.

"Where did the fate come from? Knowing the news, who doesn't want to see who this newcomer is and how sacred it is. It just so happens that there is something to say."

However, Fei Wuqing just glanced at Xuanyang lightly, and said in a flat and ruthless manner.

I really don't give a little face.

But Xuan Yang just laughed lightly at this, without any irritation or embarrassment, because Fei's ruthless style of handling things has always been the same.

hum!
With a strange sound, a black vortex was suddenly torn open in the void above the VIP seats.

In the next moment, a crimson figure crashed down from it, and directly sat heavily on the seat.

It was a tall man with horns on his forehead, two pairs of arms behind his back, and a red complexion.

If Huo Ming was here, he would definitely be able to tell at a glance that this man is a monk from the Chili clan!

"That Rakshasa is a dangerous guy. The manager didn't want to leave a way for this newcomer to survive."

The Chili man folded his arms around his chest and said indifferently.

"It's Master Mo Xiao!"

"The monk below exclaimed again.

The fourth war emperor was a Chili monk known as Mo Xiao.

"I can't help it. After all, Zun will be out of customs soon, and they definitely don't want to have such a big variable as a hidden danger."

As if responding to Mo Xiao's words, a white mist suddenly emerged out of thin air, and then surrounded a seat, turning into a figure.

He is a handsome and extraordinary jade-faced man, holding a folding fan in one hand.

"This... Master Jun Bieli is here too..."

Seeing this person appear, all the monks in the audience were stunned.

The other four war emperors also had more or less surprised expressions on their faces.

Jun Bieli, the fifth battle emperor, is also the most powerful battle emperor without a doubt.

(End of this chapter)