Vol 25 Chapter 1841: Battle of glory

There is only eighty percent of time left. .
Hundreds of people on the map, their faces are anxious, and their hearts are scared. They don’t even know what kind of things should be done if they are on their own heads.
They initially thought that this was the benefit that the ancestors gave themselves, but now what is the so-called glory battle, they are beginning to get nervous.
Su Tianyuan seems to understand, he said: "Su Huan, this is the test of our ancestors to us. Within a hundred interest, you can defeat the other bloods of the gods, and you will be able to get the best benefits, even the ancestors personally. If you win, this is the pride of our ancient city of Valkyrie, and the pride of our ancestors, fight."
This sentence has provoked the blood of everyone.
"Yes, the ancestors will certainly not harm us. If we win, we will definitely get great benefits. Our ancient city of Valkyrie is a fighting race. The of war is the of battle. On the battle, how can we lose to others?"
"That's right, Su Huan is fighting hard."
Under the urging of the brothers, the nine disciples on the Baiyu platform gradually became hot. They seemed to see the bright future waiting for themselves. Only the only winner could win the final victory. I have to spend more than seventy interest.
"war."
Nine people roared in unison, and they had already had eyes. They rushed toward others. The time limit of the one hundred interest gave everyone tremendous pressure. In order to become the only winner within the time limit, they did not hesitate. fighting.
This is for the glory of the ancestors.
The winner, Guangzong Yaozu.
"Su Huan, desperately."
The onlookers have all the slightest. Although they have not yet participated in the battle, they are equally bloody, and the ancient city of the seventy-two gods is fighting against each other. Finally, there is an opportunity for this secret competition. The long-suffering hatred erupts in this way, under the time limit. They are very difficult to show their feelings.
Brush the brush.
For a time, nine people fought together.
This is a melee. Under the constraints of time, no one even realizes that it may become a winner before being placed in the game. Of course, no one can stay out of the crowd.
"Taiwu Zhenjun is coming."
Su Huan summoned twelve Taiwu Zhenjun, exhibited too martial arts, attacked with the will of the Valkyrie, and in this short moment, almost all of them were able to display their blood.
In this fierce scuffle, as long as the performance is slightly better, basically it will encounter two or three sieges. Everyone has already killed their eyes. Even Su Huan has not united with the friends of the Xuan Bing Shencheng. Soon, The first warrior was beaten out of the battle circle. He was mixed with blood and suffered heavy blows. He was already dying, and he died without death. He definitely lost the ability to fight again.
Those who are still fighting, no one will take care of him.
And just then, there was a stunned thing for the crowded people.
The white jade platform with a diameter of about three meters under the first injured warrior suddenly became a hollow state. It was like a hole in the white jade platform. The warrior made a terrible scream and fell into the hole. Inside, and below the white jade platform, there are endless nine colors of fog.
The shouting people have a dull expression and fear.
"This... this... God."
"How could this be, how could this be, my ancestor..."
Countless people turned back and looked at the ghosts of the gods on their maps.
The result of the so-called defeat and defeat is actually death...
No one thought that the white jade platform was thrown away. Among the numerous foggy encircles, the man could survive by his own ability. This is simply impossible...
That is to say, nine people and eight people who are now on the Baiyu platform have to die. If they finally decide not to win, nine people will die.
This meaning is simply too heavy. For everyone, this is a huge blow.
So at this moment, hundreds of people are ok.
The people who were still on the white jade platform stopped their hands and looked at the sudden opening of the big hole. At this moment, they changed back to their original state, but the warrior who had just defeated it has disappeared forever.
"He...dead." The crowd swallowed and his face pale, and they could see that they were shaking all over, a cold sweat, never thought that death was so close, and it was so long.
Time, and fifty interest, has passed half.
They are still young, who wants to die so inexplicably.
In addition, they are not reconciled. Isn't it true that the battlefields of the gods are the graves of the ancestors? Why do they treat themselves like this, is this the life of their children and grandchildren to play the game? What is the so-called battle of glory? meaning.
If you win, you will get glory.
They have no time to think so much. Although they are extremely entangled and painful, even fear and madness, there are always people who take advantage of this opportunity to fight for survival.
"go to hell."
Su Huan next to a person, taking advantage of Su Huan’s sluggish moment, a sword stabbed him, stirred with Nirvana’s power, and suddenly flew out Su Huan.
"mean."
The people of the ancient city of Wushen screamed and their eyes were bloodshot.
Su Huan was seriously injured and fell to the ground. He ignored the huge scars on his body, struggled to get up from the white jade platform, and cried as he cried. "No... I don't want to die, I don't want to die."
But at this time, the white jade platform was still sunken, Su Huan was unwilling to scream, his figure gradually submerged until it completely disappeared, his struggle when he fell, his unwilling eyes, before dying The desperation makes everyone feel as if they are in the hail.
The Sujia disciples of the ancient city of Wushen sat down on the ground one by one, staring blankly at the shadow of the of martial arts.
"Su Tianyuan, what are you talking about, what is the battle of glory, isn't it going to die? Nine can survive, or all will die."
Someone pulled Su Tianyuan’s clothes and cried.
"How do I know." Su Tianyuan kicked him away. His face collapsed, and his face looked blank. His mouth opened and looked at the shadow of the of martial arts. The pain said: "The ancestor, what is going on."
He stumbled on the ground, and other people followed him down and cried, "Call the ancestors to spare us, ancestors."
However, his vain shadow has never been moving, indifferent.
On the white jade platform, in order to get the only chance of victory and survival in the last time, the remaining seven people are desperately fighting. In the attack of their desperate attacks, one injured person appears, and some people are directly attacked. kill.
Soon, there will be a rest of time.
On the white jade platform, there are still three people left.
One of the people was scarred, but he still hadn’t fallen. He saw the two men actually targeting themselves. Then they said,
Do you want to survive? I don’t want to let me die. Nobody wants to live. Go on, chase me, haha."
After all, he broke the encirclement and fled, the white jade platform is so big, the strength of the people is similar, it is impossible to catch up with one person and then defeat the other.
"what."
But at this time, the accident happened, and the slain suddenly appeared under the feet of the escaping warrior. A huge force directly swallowed him down and fell into the mist of the nine colors, disappearing instantly.
Everyone understands that this means that if they give up the battle, even if they are not defeated, they will be eliminated. This white jade platform will only leave the only one of the strongest.
There are eight people left, two people.
In the martial arts array, Long Chen looked at it with all his eyes and his expression was cautious.
This happened in the battlefields of the gods. Only the gods can do this kind of game. This is the power of God. The mortal area of ​​Longchen District can’t resist, even the dragon and the green can’t resist, only in the rules. Under the action, he is not willing to be himself, how can he fight, but if everyone has to go through this battle, what should the coffin do?
I have to see for myself that she is dead in front of her...
This lovely gentle little woman...
Thinking of the picture that might happen, Long Chen's whole heart is broken, his eyes are also bloodshot, and his fists are clenched. There is no doubt that this is a big problem for him.
I did not expect such a change in the battlefield of the gods.
There is a lot of hot gas in the chest.
Suddenly, a slippery little hand took hold of himself. The gentleness and coldness made Longchen’s heart sway gradually subsided. Looking at it, the coffin smiled at himself and said:
Chen brother, you are not Believe me, I won't lose."
"Small, I..."
Long Chen is not afraid of anyone, but this is the power of the ancient gods. They don’t know whether they are still alive or not. What do they want to do.
Let these thousands of gods of blood ~EbookFREE.me~ go through an endless battle of reincarnation, and finally choose a living person.
Not only is the spirit come here, but Li Wei is here too...
The coffin clenched his hand and pouted, smiling with a gentle smile: "For you, I will live desperately, Chen brother, please believe me, I will not die in front of you, I know this will It is the most unbearable thing for you, so... I won't."
She said this sentence, with an extremely determined strength.
Long Chen took a deep breath, and his eyes were stunned. "Okay, let's prepare."
At this time, on the Baiyu platform, before the countdown of that time, the two warriors had not yet decided to win the game. They wanted to live, so they all made a deadly means. It is not easy to stick to this level, so They are all dead.
At the last moment, the time countdown was completed and the white jade platform disappeared. The two warriors screamed and were swallowed up by the colorful fog. A large number of colorful fogs engulfed the white jade platform, and the map became a colorful one.
"All dead, nine people..."