Mystery: Invincible In Ten Consecutive Draws At The Beginning

The two geniuses of the Twelve Tribes were both defeated by Tang Chen, and they were the most ugly ones.

Ulu Kashan was able to make a move or two in front of Tang Chen, but Bette was better, came out and shouted a few times, and then lost.

The corners of countless people's mouths twitched slightly, this Tang Chen must be insulting them.

Bette's combat power is stronger than Uluka, but it is the fastest to lose.

"Crappie!"

"Since you want to court death, we will fulfill you!"

"Anyway, there's nothing wrong with killing someone here!"

The tribesmen of the Twelve Tribes were furious and wanted to do something.

When the chaos was about to break out, Tang Chen looked over with contempt, and said deeply, "Kneel down."

God's Word is here!

The expressions of the original twelve tribes who were clamoring for them all changed in shock, their knees bent involuntarily, and they fell to their knees.

The melon eaters looked at each other in dismay, what kind of monster did the nine psychic worlds have this year, how could it be so terrible! ?

"You are so strong."

Bingtang cutely poked out half of her body from behind Tang Chen, surprised.

Tang Chen smiled lightly: "What's so proud of having beaten a few scumbags."

As soon as these words came out, the people around looked silently at Ulu Kabet lying on the ground.

Are the geniuses of the Twelve Tribes considered scumbags?

So what are they?

The ashes in the pill refining furnace?

"Okay, just kneel, let's go." Tang Chen yawned and waved his hands lazily.

He really didn't have any interest in Ulukabet, and was about to leave with rock candy and others.

boom!

Suddenly, a wave of icy and tyrannical gold-based advanced laws and killing intent swept across the audience.

Everyone's body was icy cold, and their pupils contracted, as if their hearts were being held.

An indifferent voice sounded: "Let's go? The people who beat my twelve tribes are not so easy to end."

The crowd separated, and there were young strong men from the twelve tribes coming.

They lifted up Uruka and Bet on the ground, and stared at Tang Chen with sullen eyes.

The leader was a handsome man with a strong body, also wrapped in animal skins.

But his demeanor contained a domineering and solitary temperament, as if it radiated from the inside out, like a natural overlord.

"It's Seroka!"

"The first genius of the Twelve Tribes!"

"They are finished, Seroka is better than Beit Uruka."

Pedestrians whispered.

Tang Chen looked up and down Seroka, and gradually became interested.

It would be great if this guy could give him a tinge of battle.

Wudi felt so lonely.

Bingtang quickly grabbed Tang Chen and said anxiously, "Don't fight him, Seroka has great accomplishments in both personal combat and legion warfare."

"If you say that, then I won't be sleepy." Tang Chen turned to look at Bingtang and smiled.

Bingtang felt dizzy, didn't this guy listen to people's persuasion?

Seroka looked at Ulukabet's injuries, all of which were severely injured, and his eyes looked slightly gloomy.

He looked at Tang Chen, staring at his prey like a vulture, and said softly: "Donate all your treasures and get out of the sea of ​​​​interstellar with the nine psychic worlds, you can still survive."

"If not, I will let all of your nine psychic worlds fall here!"

The next second, Seroka sounded like thunder, shouting violently.

The people who eat melons are shocked and their ears are roaring, and their faces are in pain.

The wisps of aura he exuded further showed that he was already in the Immortal realm of the profound position, and he was almost able to enter the Immortal realm!

Hong Dayu's pupils shrank, this time it was really troublesome.

Not only was Tang Chen not afraid, but he pointed at Seroka and grinned: "You are a fart, take out the things on your body, and I promise to kill you directly."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere could be heard, and everyone looked at Tang Chen with a very wonderful expression.

It's better for him to be threatened by others. Not only is he not afraid, but he uses another method to threaten others, and even kill him. He's really courageous!

"The Hundred Refinements Legion Competition has not yet started, what are you doing!"

When Seroka was about to make a move, an angry voice sounded in the sky.

Elders from various forces came, including twelve tribes and nine psychic worlds.

Seroka narrowed his eyes, looked at Tang Chen, and sneered: "Trash, let you save a life."

The patriarch of the Twelve Tribes descended, and when he saw the state of Beit Uruka and the people kneeling on the ground, his expressions were extremely ugly.

"Lan Si, the people you brought this year are bold enough!" Patriarch Pi Xiaorou gritted his teeth without smiling.

Seeing that Tang Chen was okay, Lan Si was relieved, and said with a smile on the surface: "Children fight, just rest for a few days."

"Okay, stop making trouble, let's go separately." The elders of other forces said helplessly.

This situation actually is not said to have happened, but it always occurs every time the Hundred Refinements Legion competition is approaching.

Just in another area just now, there was a party that was destroyed by the purgatory gate on the spot.

That faction was unable to participate in the Hundred Refinements Corps competition on the spot, and was disqualified.

The main reason is that there are not enough people, which is the most deadly.

Before leaving, Seroka looked at Tang Chen, put his palm on his neck, and sarcastically said, "Tang Chen, right? I promise you will never get out of the final battle."

After that, he followed the patriarch and others to slowly leave the place.

"The competition begins, and when I meet the nine psychic worlds, fight me to the death!"

They really hated Tang Chen to death.

After the Twelve Tribes left, Lan Si didn’t know why to laugh or cry: "Didn't I tell you not to cause trouble?"

"Lan Si Uncle, it's because of me that Tang Dage took action." Before Tang Chen spoke, Bingtang stood up and apologized.

Lan Si looked at the rock candy and said in surprise, "It's the little girl from the Binghua Sect."

Bingtang smiled sweetly and nodded again and again.

"Hehe, if that's the case, then it'll be fine." Lan Si stroked his beard and smiled.

Tang Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Sister Bingtang is fine, go back."

He walked back with his hands behind his back, having no interest in continuing shopping anyway.

Hong Dayu, Chen Mo and the others cupped fist towards Lan Si, then followed back.

"Don Dage, thank you."

Bingtang shouted at Tang Chen's back, who waved his hand.

Lan Si shook his head and smiled, and said, "I'm just looking for your father, let's go together."

Bingtang nodded obediently, but Meimei looked at the back that was gradually buried in the crowd with a subtle splendor.

...

Go back to Tang Chen where he lives and give Chen Moxisa the white ancient dragon armor and the Coiled Mountain Knife.

Anyway, he doesn't need these two things, so it is better to give them to enhance the combat power of the two.

In the dilapidated room, Tang Chen sat on the ground with a small hammer contaminated with Star soil between his palms and fingers.

He grabbed it violently, and the high law of fire shattered the soil, revealing a small hammer.

The hammer is about the size of a palm and has two colors throughout.

The handle is carved with intricate and intricate rune secrets, as if cast from black iron.

The hammer body exudes a looming luster, as if there is a volcano inside, which resonates with Tang Chen's higher law of fire.

"There is also a secret method recorded, and I practiced by the way." He said happily.

The things that come from prostitutes, not to mention how cool it is.