MTL - Ultimate Martial Divine King-Chapter 1647 Arriving early ...

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Long Mi has been beaten ... "

"Wow!"

As soon as the sound of the crowd came out, the audience was shocked.

"What? The dragon is dead? What's going on?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Whoever joke with you, many people saw last night that the dragon was defeated by the hand of Chuhen, the demon pupil."

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The demon pupil saint!

Chu marks again?

In that moment, the eyes of everyone in the audience were all treacherous looking at the marks of Chu entering the Grand Canyon.

"This guy?"

"Isn't even Lianming his opponent!"

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Before the finals began, the Dragon Blood Saints were eliminated in this form, which is too dreamy.

Moreover, even the dragon blood emperor on the ten-square emperor's platform frowned deeply, and the metallic frost was faintly flowing in his eyes.

The Emperor Tiantian and the Emperor Xing stared at each other with a gloatful smile on their faces.

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"What about Lu Yuzhi, a sacramental saint? Where did she go?"

After being astonished by Long Ming's encounter, the crowd also wondered about Lu Yu, who was also absent.

"Yeah! Why didn't Lu Yuzhi come?"

Everyone's eyes searched back and forth before and after the game, but still couldn't find the figure of Lu Yuzhi.

In the stand area of ​​the saint saint, only Yu Shenyin stepped into the Grand Canyon alone.

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"Willn't that fierce woman run away with Long Ming?"

Burning holy tribe Yan Hanyu flirty laughed.

Aside from Chen Fangfeng's frown, eight figures glanced at the Grand Canyon, and then fell on Bai Qianyu's body.

"Will it be her?"

Yan Hanyu raised her eyelids, "No, right? Nothing happened, and the battle ended within two or three moves?"

"I can't think of anyone else!"

Looking at the past, of the eight people, Yu Shenyin naturally was not the one who shot at Lu Yu. The distant saints of Honghuang and Mo Wanquan who devoured the saints did not seem to have a direct contradiction in the previous field. Chu marks yesterday Appearing in the scope of the Dragon Blood Saints, as for the other three who are promoted by points, are not Lu Yuzhi's opponents.

In turn, only Bai Qianyu's "suspect" was the biggest.

With Bai Qianyu's personality, she is not very likely to target Lu Yuzhi, but if Lu Yuzhi took the initiative to find Bai Qianyu, it would be difficult to say.

"Our two 'gambles' may have variables ..." Yan Hanyu said with deep meaning.

Chen Yifeng didn't answer, and the eyebrows became more complicated.

However, many sacred geniuses, such as the listening comprehension below the court, Yao Yong, and Li Kun, have incomprehensible complex meanings.

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In many weird atmospheres, eight magnificent young figures are like powerful lords from all directions, passing through the river and highlands in the Grand Canyon, and boarding the four squares in the middle of the Grand Canyon with an unparalleled extraordinary atmosphere. high tower.

For the absence of Long Mi and Lu Yuzhi, Shangguan's helplessness is also endless.

"Two people are missing ..." Shangguan hesitated a bit, then immediately said, "It seems that the rules of the finals need to be changed slightly."

It faces eight people forward.

"Just decide your opponents by lot. What's your intention?"

Sen Yuan, Mo Nanquan and others looked at each other without objection.

The reincarnation saint Yujin hidden his lips slightly and said lightly, "anywhere!"

"That's good!" Said, Shangguan could not help raising his hand, flipping his fingertips slightly upwards.

"call out……"

Then a ball of fluorescent light flashed out of his hand.

Fluorescent light flew into the sky, like a light rain flying spot, which was directly divided into eight and turned into eight fantastic and gorgeous apertures.

However, inside the aperture, there are suspended half-slap oval tokens.

The surface of the token is engraved with patterns and fuzzy characters.

Characters are like numbers, but it's not clear exactly what is written.

"One for each ..." Shangguan said without a voice.

At the moment the voice fell, everyone was in the palm of their hands, and with the vigorous suction, the eight apertures fell in the hands of everyone.

"despair!"

The moment when I dropped my hand, the iris opened, and the thick and heavy touch came from my palm.

The corners of Chu Hen's eyes were narrow, and the token "Three" was engraved on the token in his hand.

"What about the third game ..." Chu Hen muttered.

Without waiting for each other to determine their opponents, Shangguan shouted loudly, "The two people who got the 'One' token stayed, and the rest first waited outside the field ..."

One?

The minds of everyone on the court were all in a daze, but six of the eight people on the stage saw each other moving by themselves.

However, when they saw the two immovable figures, the expressions of everyone outside the scene instantly changed from shock to unbelievable, and quickly changed.

"Oh my God!"

"Right?"

"The first game was the highlight?"

"It's not just the top, it's the top priority."

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Many noisy rumors spread.

Even the devouring emperor on the ten-square emperor's platform couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

Of the two remaining, one was devouring the holy tribe, Mo Wanquan.

There is another person, not others, who is the saint of samsara, Yu Shenyin.

"Wow!"

Looking at the two men, the restlessness of the audience continued to rise.

This was unexpected.

The first game on the final day was these two most popular championships.

One frustrated Yaochong, the great desert saint, with just three moves.

The other one, the two wicked evils of Yantian Fei Hanyu and Xingchen Shengruo, who used the winning streak in succession, only used four and five moves.

For countless people.

This seems to be the championship battle that comes early.

"Reincarnation saint, win!"

"Swallow the Holy Tribe, the strongest!"

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Supporters on both sides erupted into a loud confrontation.

Everyone's eyes showed unprecedented expectations.

When Chu Hen left the field, he could not help but glance at Bai Qianyu on the other side. He seemed curious about the token number held by Bai Qianyu.

However, Bai Qianyu did not stay on the stage for an additional moment, and walked off the table by himself.

There was a touch of strange light in Chu Hen's eyes.

Immediately, he also left with the others.

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With Shangguan's retreat back to the grandstand position to the north, there are already two people in the center of the huge canyon.

"I'm so lucky!" Mo Nan's fists clenched lightly, and the invisible and powerful aura spread out.

Yu Shenyin raised his brow lightly and replied, "It should be 'unfortunate' ..."

It is still the implicit tone of Yu Shen, although calm, it is no less than any kind of provocation.

Mo Nan smiled slightly, "That's not necessarily the case."

"Oh? It seems you are confident ..."

"Try it and see!" Mo Nan said.

"Boom ..."

As the words fell, an unparalleled black storm erupted suddenly under the two of them.

The heavy blast of noise exploded, and the high platform under the two men collapsed and collapsed.

The wind thundered, and the sky over Jiuxiao immediately fell into darkness.

With countless pairs of eyes full of astonishment, an engulfing vortex running across two or three thousand feet suddenly appeared in the center of the Grand Canyon.

The black vortex formed sharply on the ground, like an abyss opening opened by an ancient horror.

"Wow ..."

Bursts of sharp, weird sounds came out of ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ A huge giant vine strange hands protruded from the black vortex, and instantly blocked and wrapped the area where Yu Shenyin was.

"boom!"

The next second, Yu Shenyin's surrounding space collapsed instantly.

The power of endless horror engulfing, along with the broken space, dragged Yu Shen Yin downward.

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"What? Even space can swallow drag?"

"Is this power too terrible?"

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With a lot of trembling eyes, Mo Nan is like the witch **** in charge of this space. The storm devouring the sky, such as the tsunami that overturns the flat boat, cascades to Yu Shenyin.

"The Promise dies ..."