Calamity of Tomorrow

Faced with the scene of Wei Cangsheng's spike killing Wenhe, some people felt that it was too cruel and too bad, and some people looked at the fairy gods, and seemed to be expecting what they would do.

However, the immortals on the high stage were all expressionless, as if the ants were dead in front of them, and they could not get them at all.

But if you are close to the high platform, you can feel an extremely cold breath spreading among the immortals, and an invisible force is flowing between the four gods and the four immortals, as if giving the positions of the two parties to Become the same in both worlds.

There seems to be an invisible confrontation brewing in it.

Tu Tianmo suddenly said coldly: "Do you want to step in?"

"We have no plans to intervene." Greed Wolf Zhenjun laughed. "It's just that the fate of human beings is up to human beings. Shouldn't they be like this?"

Although the atmosphere at the scene was extremely fierce, the noise of various controversy sounded in the stands, and even the sound of controversy sounded in all corners of the human world.

But as long as the immortals do not move, the game will continue.

In the fifth game, the interpretation of the game was against Shen Hai.

Shen Hai arched his hand towards the interpretation of the law and said, "Please give me some advice, we will stop till ..."

The interpretation looked at Shen Hai and said lightly, "You haven't played against Zhou Bai yet?"

Shen Hai froze slightly for a moment, and seemed to feel bad the next moment.

But a golden giant palm seemed to shuttle from the void, emerged directly from the back of the Shen Hai, and only one palm smashed the Shen Hai's body suffocation, crushed his elemental power, and made steel. The body is powdered.

Three secrets, three industries, Rulai heart mark!

Looking at the Shen Hai burst into a cloud of blood in the sky, the expression lowered his head, and there was a sadness in his eyes: "Amitabha, I will not go to **** who will go to hell. In any case, Zhou Bai must not have a little bit of Hope to win this argument. "

Zhao Yue stared at the players killed in two consecutive games. Shen Hai was the son of the real greedy wolf. Although Zhao Yue was unfamiliar, he knew each other. Wen Hexian was a disciple of Wanxian Island just like her, but was so easily wiped out.

There was a trace of sadness in Zhao Yue's heart: "Two monks in the Seven Realms ... just fell here? How much effort and effort did the Seven Realms monks spend to achieve, so unreasonable and meaningless? Here?"

Although she was unconvinced and wanted to fight against each other, she never thought of playing a life or death, after all, the other party was recognized by Ren Huangjian.

In front of Wei Cangsheng and the interpretation of the shot was completely beyond her expectations.

On this day, countless people were saddened by the fall of the two monks in the Seven Realms, and even felt the cruelty of Da Luotian's argument.

But the game continues.

On the fourth day, the first game, Zhou Bai played against Shen Hai.

Because of the fall of the Shen Hai, this battle ended without any problems and could not win.

Zhou Bai under the stage frowned: "Shen Hai, Wen He are all opponents I haven't played before, are they still targeting me? Do they mean immortals? They still don't want me to take the first place? They don't want me to get people. King sword? "

Kristina: "Ah, ah, today we haven't been able to play for us all day !!"

In the second game, the interpretation was against Tumen.

Tu Tianmo looked at the bald head in front of him and surrendered before he even appeared. He knew that he was really afraid of being killed by the black donkey in front of him.

He also deliberately asked his father Slayer God yesterday, and the other party agreed with him.

The father in front of him is as light as ever, and everything seems to be under his control.

But Tu Tianmo had a vague feeling that Da Luotian's argument in front of him seemed a little different.

"How can this happen? The interpretation should be in the vein of our Wanxian Island, and it should be listened to by us."

But from the fairy tales of some immortals on Wanxian Island, Tu Tianmo vaguely felt that the interpretation and the Wei Cangshan had gone out of control.

This argument, which was arranged by Wanxian Island from beginning to end, now exudes an increasingly dangerous atmosphere.

And the world is big, who can counter the Wanxian Island arrangements in the central city and disrupt the existence of the situation in Wanxian Island, who will it be?

Tu Tianmo didn't dare to think or ask. He could only bury his head in the ground. When he met a strong hand, he chose to surrender.

However, Tu Tianmo himself was defeated by Zhou Bai. After he surrendered, the interpretation did not say anything.

In the third game, Wen He played Zhao Yue.

In the fourth game, there was absolutely no matchup against Sun Jingping.

In the fifth game, Wen He due to Xiang Haochu.

According to the fairy gods, because the games are randomly arranged, a monk will play two games a day. However, adequate rest will be given.

However, because Wen He has already died, the two battles that originally belonged to him today are not necessary.

Three consecutive games were unable to proceed because of the death of the players, and Da Luotian was once again covered with a thick layer of blood.

Although there was no fierce fighting on this day, everyone felt that it was like the tranquility before the storm, and the next battle must be more cruel and bloody.

The top ten games on the fifth day continued.

In the first game, Zhao Yue played Xiang Haochu.

As soon as Xiang Hao came on the stage, he pulled out his thunder knife and cast nine magical thunder tactics. The thunder knife brought thousands of thunder lights to chop Zhao Yue.

Between the blades of light, Zhao Yue seems to be completely suppressed, and can only rely on Bahuang Supreme clothes to resist.

But all of a sudden, Xiang Hao hummed and retreated.

The lightning knife flashed in his hand, but looked at Zhao Yue with a wry smile: "I can't think of your Great Dream Heart Sutra has been cultivated to this point. If you concede and concede, you will see the rest."

Watching Xiang Haochu take out his thunder knife and walk out of Da Luotian Space, Zhao Yue was relieved. She had thought that there would be a big war, but unexpectedly Xiang Haochu surrendered directly.

In the second game, Wei Cangsheng confronted Shen Hai. Because of Shen Hai's absence, he could not proceed.

In the third game, Wen He confronted Tumen, which could not be performed because of Wen He's absence.

In the fourth game, Zhou Bai was unable to proceed after hearing the duel.

In the fifth game, Zhao Yue could not play against Sun Jingping.

It was another top ten game without fierce battles one day, but both players and spectators could feel that the air seemed to be more committed, as if something was brewing, waiting for a fierce explosion.

Zheng Wentian sighed, "Mountains are going to wind up all over the building."

And there were no battles for two consecutive days, and Zhou Bai looked at the schedule of the sixth day, and then he took a sigh of relief: "Finally we can play tomorrow."

Zhou Bai played Zhao Yue.

...

That night, Zhao Yue knelt in the hall of the ancestral hall of the Zhao family.

Several old men were sitting at the top, looking at Zhao Yue below.

One of them was extremely thin, his head was bright, and only two white eyebrows were dragged to the ground. The old-fashioned old man looked at Zhao Yue and whispered, "Zhao Yue, why are you fighting?"

Faced with the eldest ancestor of Zhao's memory, who is more than 100 years old, Zhao Yue respectfully said, "Fight for the prosperity of the human race."

"That's right, it's prosperous for the human race," said the old man with a long eyebrow. "Now, the rise and fall of the human race and the survival of the family have reached the critical point of life and death.

Zhao Yue's eyes appeared confused, and did not seem to understand what it meant.

The old man then said, "Zhao Yue, what is it?"

Zhao Yue froze slightly.

The old man said: "One line of culture, one line of civilization, from slash-and-till, to cultivation of immortals, this is the way to go. We are the people."

The old man with a long eyebrow sighed again: "But there is another saying that the same blood is human beings."

With the old man's remarks, Zhao Yue's eyes gradually widened, and each piece of information about the war between the demon, the blood of the demon, and the pure-blooded human was thrown out by the other party.

As if it were a big bomb, Zhao Yue was dizzy.

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