Return of the War God

Chapter 1794: : Last round

Chapter 1794: : Last round

Genius remembers "" in one second.

The second round of the trial of Feng Ling Huiwu was over, but no one thought that the result would be like this. Even at this moment, there are still many people who have not recovered, and are still immersed in the boundless shock of the talent.

Hum!

The one hundred Danwu battle platforms that were originally erected in Danwu Square slowly sank at this moment, and finally shrank to the depths of the earth, and the twenty Tianjiao who passed the second round stood on the ground again.

Among them, Ye Wuque was alone, with his hands on his back, his face calm, and the breeze moved his black hair, with a chic and unpredictable, exuding a strange mysterious charm.

The gazes of all the monks between heaven and earth are still focused on Ye Wuque. They understand that starting from today, the three words Ye Wuque will inevitably resound within the surrounding ten thousand continents, becoming a stunning record of the trial of vegetation. Keeper, and I am afraid that it will not be broken by others for a long time.

call out!

Suddenly, three streams of light shot out from the sculpture of the pill furnace, rushing towards Ye Wuque, Ning Jie, and Mo Xuan respectively, and at the same time the voice of the withered old woman sounded again.

"You waited for the three to be ranked among the top three in the planting trial. You are eligible to receive some of the pill left by your master, and Ye Wuque won the first place, and you are also eligible to get a pill left by the master. through."

Ye Wuque grabbed the streamer rushing towards him. It was a small jade bottle and a piece of ink-colored jade slip.

"This Conferred Spirit General is not only the General King, but also a powerful alchemist. The pills refined by him will naturally not be ordinary grades..."

There was a smile in his eyes, Ye Wuque opened the mouth of the bottle directly, and with a light sniff, an extremely rich pill fragrant suddenly came to his nose, making him feel refreshed and comfortable!

"Good fellow, six eighth-rank lower-level pills! Three healing pills, three training pills, not bad."

The value of six eighth-rank lower-rank medicinal pills would cost at least ten million when converted into lower-rank essence. This was naturally a big surprise.

Immediately, Ye Wuque turned his eyes and looked at the ink-colored jade slip in his other hand, and there was a look of expectant question in it.

"There is also this pill sutra, which may have been created by the Fengling General, or it may have been obtained by chance. It will not be a common product either."

With the power of divine mind swept away, Ye Wuque immediately knew the name of this alchemy...Mo Ling's alchemy.

However, it was naturally not the time to go into details. Ye Wuque immediately put the pill and pill scriptures into the Yuanyang Ring, leaving it to have time to study carefully later.

At a place not far from Ye Wuque, Ning Jie's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot at the moment, staring at Ye Wuque all the time, the cold air emanating from all over his body was like Wannian glacier!

"Ye Wuque! You robbed me of the alchemy! I am indeed inferior to you in the grass and woods, but the next final round will be the true strength! I will definitely let you understand what the gap of despair is!"

As a true alchemist, Ning Jie had long coveted the pill scriptures left by Feng Ling, but he didn't expect that the trial of vegetation that was originally considered as easy to get things out of the bag would kill Ye Wuqian halfway!

Not only did he rob him of the limelight, but he also got the alchemy, and his Ning Jie was completely reduced to Ye Wuque's stepping stone!

How can Ning Jie accept this?

In fact, at this moment, not only Ning Jie, but the other people looked at Ye Wuque's eyes very unfriendly.

There is only one reason, that is, Ye Wuque's popularity is too high!

From Ye Wuques late arrival to his suppression of Chen Changge, this was already an extremely high-profile appearance, which won the attention of many people and attracted much attention.

Later, he rose in the trial of vegetation, and completely crushed all the other Tianjiao, making all Tianjiao the support of Ye Wuque's radiance and his stepping stone!

The so-called wood show in the forest, the wind will destroy it!

Now I am afraid that all the Tianjiao in Danwu Square want to step on Ye Wuque fiercely in their hearts, so that not only can they breathe out, but they can also step on Ye Wuque!

With sharp and unkind eyes in all directions, it is natural not to escape Ye Wuque's perception, but what about?

Now that Ye Wuque's cultivation base has broken through to the Great Perfection of True Monarch Two Tribulations, he has comprehended the realm of yin and yang, and has already gained power over thirty divine springs. How can he feel a little bit afraid?

"Want to step on me? Ha ha, then come and see who stepped on whom..."

With his hands on his back, Ye Wuque's bright eyes burst into a sharp smile, as well as a hint of expectation.

He really hopes that there will be a master who can move his hands and feet, otherwise this spirit will be too boring.

Rumble!

In the next instant, the entire Danwu Square trembled again, the ground trembled, and the dust filled it, as if something was about to break through the ground.

"Hi! It's a huge battle platform!"

"Here is coming! The highlight of Feng Ling Huiwu has finally come!"

Someone immediately made a very excited voice between heaven and earth, and the tone was full of eagerness.

They gathered here for this scene.

After ten breaths, when the roar sounded through, a huge battle platform appeared in Danwu Plaza, and twenty black thrones also appeared around the battle platform, obviously for twenty. Ming Tianjiao rested.

"The weak and the strong eat, and the natural selection is the best thing in the world. Therefore, the last round of the rule of the spirit of martial arts is very simple, that is, the winner is king."

"The twenty of you compete against each other, the loser is eliminated, the winner advances, and finally four strongest sequences are determined. All four of you can obtain the inheritance left by the master, but the strongest inheritance of the master includes the gods he left behind. Weaponry is naturally the strongest. Who can have the last laugh depends on your own abilities."

The old woman with withered hair slowly opened her mouth, her turbid eyes flashed with light, although her voice was hoarse, it made the atmosphere between the world and the earth slowly boil!

On Danwu Square, a pair of eyes became infinitely sharp with the words of the old woman with withered hair, and his fighting spirit was full!

Only two people's expressions remained unchanged, one looked indifferent, it was Mo Xuan, and the other looked calm, naturally Ye Wuque.

"Don't talk nonsense, the last round of martial arts will begin directly, and each of you will be randomly selected. If you encounter an odd number, one person will have a bye until the end."

With a wave of the right hand of the withered old woman, suddenly twenty wooden plaques shot into the void and turned disorderly. After three breaths, two of them were randomly rushed out and appeared in everyone's eyes!

Ning Jie to Zhao Xingchu!

When everyone saw the two names clearly, they all looked at the two people on Danwu Square. One was Ning Jie, who exuded an icy breath, and the other was a thin and thin face. The sallow young man was the same Zhao Xingchu.

"Tsk tusk, I didn't expect to see Ning outstanding player in the first game. There is no suspense about the outcome!"

"Well, as early as half a year ago, Ning Jie broke through to the level of twenty-nine divine springs, and even more so as a master of twenty-nine divines who had long been famous for killing three in a row with one enemy, and his combat power was shocking!"

"This Zhao Xingchu really points back!"

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As Ning Jie and Zhao Xingchu came to the battlefield, countless people around had a lot of discussion, but they were all optimistic about Ning Jie, and the situation was lopsided.

After all, Ning Jie had long been a prestigious talent in the tens of thousands of continents around him, but Zhao Xingchu was far worse.

On the battle platform, Ning Jie stood, his whole person was like Wannian Glacier, the coldness and coldness could be clearly felt even at a distance of ten thousand feet, the blood in his body seemed to be frozen!

However, even though Ning Jie was about to face off against Zhao Xingchu at this moment, his gaze did not look at Zhao Xingchu at all, but slowly turned, first looking at Mo Xuan, who was aloft, if Vulcan descended from the world!

"Mo Xuan, in this Spirit Sealing Meeting, only you are the opponent I vowed to defeat, and this time, it will only be me who has the strongest inheritance of the Spirit Sealing General!"

Ning Jie's voice is extremely cold, but with a powerful conceit!

However, above the throne under the stage, Mo Xuan's face did not change in any way, he was always indifferent, it was a complete ignorance, and even a daunting tremor.

Mo Xuan's posture made Ning Jie's eyes cold, but he stopped talking, just smiled coldly, and then turned his eyes again, but he looked at Ye Wuque on the other side, his eyes became extremely awe-inspiring!

"And you! Before confronting Mo Xuan, I will suppress you first, step on your face to show you what despair is, and if you **** something that belongs to me, then I will use your blood to pay it back!"

Ning Jie's voice was very high, and his tone was cold and merciless, which made people tremble all over.

Almost all the monks in the entire world have seen Ning Jie's arrogance and terror, as well as his tyrannical aura!

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