Chapter 4253: Third god

I don't know if it is because of the reason why the third pattern is lit up. Ye Haoran's use of the power of the Five Elements is actually a lot of inspiration, but Ye Haoran is not in a hurry to deductive cultivation. Thinking about his third point.
"This third pattern lights up, actually needs the power of the four attributes of wind, thunder, electricity, light." Ye Haoran only feels confused.
Although he now knows how to light up the third pattern, the power of the four attributes of wind and lightning, Ye Haoran has never seen, at least, all the beast source ribs that Ye Haoran has seen so far. I have seen all the powers of the law source that are known to have attributes. There are always only five elements of the property, and the power of the four attributes of wind and lightning.
"This is really a troublesome thing. I have never seen it before, how can I get it." Ye Haoran smiled bitterly.
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On the following day, Ye Haoran came to the square of the Nanhe tribe with Hu Qiu and others in the early morning. It has already set the stage for the competition.
The patriarchs of the four tribes sat at the top of the square and had lounges on both sides, which were prepared for the 12 people participating in the competition.
There was not much nonsense. The patriarch of the Nanhe tribe came forward and introduced the rules of the game.
The rules of the game are very simple. The four downfalls, the last four people who can stand on the ring, are the top four in this competition. The last four teams compete one by one to distinguish the champion, runner-up, third runner-up and fourth. name.
As for the order of appearance, they were appointed by their respective tribal leaders, and the game officially kicked off.
As the top player of the Tata tribe, Ye Haoran was naturally left to the end by Hu Qiu, so as not to let Ye Haoran encounter a strong opponent too early, or expose his strength in advance.
Soon, the competitions in the four platforms began. The safety of the four Taihu tribes in the ring, the strongmen of the four ancient Guwus, and the patriarchs of the four tribes. Looked at it, so basically there will be no death.
The patriarchs of the four tribes, the first round of the team are all relatively weak players, all of which are only the level of the masters.
With the end of the first round of the semi-finals, the top four players on the ring were the two players of the Nanhe tribe, one of the Fengyu tribes, one of the desert tribes, and the Tata tribe only sent one person in the first round. So after the defeat, no one stayed on the ring.
From the first round of the players, you can see who the four big tribes are weak, and the Nanhe tribe actually sent two strong players in the first round, all of which are firmly occupied on the ring.
Followed by the second round of competition, after this round, basically can determine the top four candidates.
Sure enough, the second round of fighting is much more intense than the first round, but the final result is that the Nanhe tribe occupies two collapses, the Fengyu tribe occupies one, the desert tribe occupies one, and the Tata tribe always has It was defeated, and no one had grabbed the position of the platform.
On the stage, Jiang Yinting looked at this scene, his face was full of smug smiles, looking towards Hu Qiu on the side, said: "Huu Qiu, it seems that your tribes really have to bottom again, and, look I can't even get one of the top four positions."
Listening to the fall of Jiang Yinting, Hu Qiu is calm and self-sufficient. Although there are four lords in the ring, the strength of the four lords is only the level of the three-level ancient martial arts, although several people are close to the four-level ancient martial artists. Level, but compared with Ye Haoran, the difference is too far.
Therefore, Hu Qiu is not worried about the current situation. Anyway, for him, the three players of the Tata tribe, only Ye Haoran has the strength to reach the semi-finals, so it is not important to take the lead early and take the lead later.
"Huu Qiu, your fifty three-level monsters inside Dan, five four-level monsters inside Dan, and a godsend, it seems that I am winning." Jiang Yinting looks flying, very proud.
The patriarch of the Nanhe tribe and the patriarch of the Fengyu tribe are also happy to see the two competing and willing to see such jokes.
"Who loses and wins, it is still too early. I don’t have a player from the Tata tribe who didn’t come to power. It’s your desert tribe. The three players are now going up. The rest of the players, if you are beaten. Going down, it is really even the top four can't get in." Hu Qiu sneered, he is waiting for this moment, at least until the top four did not come out, he can win this Jiangyin court.
"Haha." Jiang Yinting certainly knows that if he is the last player in his game, if he is rushed to the downfall, then his tribe will miss the semi-finals, but don't forget, now except the Nanhe tribe and the Tata tribe. In addition to the players who did not play, the players of the Fengyu tribe have all come out.
Moreover, judging from the relationship between the four tribes, the remaining players of the Nanhe tribe, either not shooting, must be directed at the downfall of the Fengyu tribe, rather than challenging the collapse of his desert tribe.
After all, although the Nanhe tribe is strong, it has occupied two places in the semi-finals. It is enough. With the grievances between the Nanhe tribe and the Fengyu tribe, Jiangyin Ting is almost certain that the last shot of the Nanhe tribe is a challenge. Tribal player.
The only players who can really threaten his desert tribe are the remaining players of the Tata tribe. As for the Tata tribe, Jiang Yinting has never been concerned.
"Huu Qiu, you think that the remaining player in your tribe can beat the Tao of my tribe. It is a joke. As far as I know, the two strongest players in your Tata tribe have been eliminated." Jiangyin Court full of confidence.
With the Nanhe tribe's patriarchs announcing the start of the final round of the semi-finals, Ye Haoran finally appeared in the eyes of everyone under the guidance of Hu Qiu.
The appearance of Ye Haoran suddenly caused a lot of commotion in the Nanhe tribes watching the battle.
"A junior ancient warrior."

The Tata tribe is no one.

"I actually sent such a weak guy to the competition, even if I could kill him with a finger."
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A burst of criticism in the crowd, Ye Haoran calmly and steadily toward the collapse of the desert tribe Fu Tao, his goal of this challenge is this Fu Tao, as long as he defeated Fu Tao, then the desert tribe will become The existence of the bottom of the game, then the bet of Hu Qiu and Jiang Yinting, Hu Qiu naturally won.
When Jiang Yinting saw that the last representative of the Tata tribe was actually such a junior ancient warrior, he could not help but be shocked. After a while, this was the face of Tiger Qiu’s face. Taunted: "Huu Qiu, are you losing crazy? Actually, you have sent a junior ancient warrior to participate in the competition. Is it true that your Tata tribe has really fallen to no one?"
"A weak ancient warrior, I am afraid that many people who watched the game at the scene can crush him with one hand." Jiang Yinting’s laughter is almost out of breath.
The patriarch of the Nanhe tribe is also wrinkled, and looks gloomy toward Huqiu. The tone is blunt and said: "Huuqiu, even if you know that you can't get a place in this competition, you shouldn't send such a junior. The ancient warriors come to the competition, you are insulting the players who participated in the competition."
"Yes, Hu Qiu, your decision is really confusing. If you send such a weak ancient warrior, you might as well admit defeat directly, and you will not let everyone see your jokes." Dai Donghe, the patriarch of the Fengyu tribe Said with a dissatisfied face.
In the face of the number and ridicule of the three patriarchs, Hu Qiu was exceptionally calm and muttered: "Ye Haoran of our tribe is not a weak ancient warrior. After he has shot, you will not know."
It is said that the patriarchs of the three other tribes are slightly frowning. They can see that it is not like joking.
"A junior ancient warrior, can we still have so many levels, defeating our Tao, who is comparable to the four-level ancient warrior. I want to be like this. I would rather die in front of you." Jiang Yinting said sarcastically. The primary ancient warrior, this is the weakest ancient warrior. Even the cyclone is not condensed. At most, it is stronger than the ordinary people. Compared with Fu Tao, who is comparable to the four-level ancient warrior, the distance between the two is too great.
"This is what you said, don't regret it." Hu Qiu grinned.
Finally, at this time, Ye Haoran has already embarked on the collapse of the contest. When Fu Tao saw Ye Haoran, he could not help but frown, and said with a disdain: "Tata tribe is really no one, send such a small Guy, is it to come over and die, push me down, don't dirty my hand."
This Fu Tao, because Ye Haoran is a Tata tribe, certainly does not have a good face, and sees Ye Haoran, the primary ancient warrior's cultivation, of course, can not help but think that the Tata tribe is intentionally humiliating him.
Ye Haoran faced Fu Tao's contempt, and did not move at all. After walking straight to the ring, he slightly bowed his hand and said: "The leaves in the lower tower are so vast, please advise."
"Well, since you have to find yourself to die, then don't blame me." Fu Tao snorted and killed the machine. The strength of the two men was so large that they couldn't fight, as long as Fu Tao used a little force. It is enough to kill Ye Haoran.
Saying, Fu Tao's body shape, the whole person disappeared in the same place, quickly stabbed toward Ye Haoran, because he regarded Ye Haoran as a primary ancient warrior, naturally not too care, so it is random The stabbing of a sword, but the speed is very fast.
Ye Haoran looked at the sword that Fu Tao quickly stabbed, and his face showed a sneer, not to mention that Fu Tao now despised the existence of Ye Haoran, even if this Fu Tao went all out, he even took a move in Ye Haoran’s hand. But go.
"Hey."
It was late, and at that time, the long sword of Fu Tao came to Ye Haoran. Although this sword did not use all its strength, it was enough to kill the primary ancient warriors hundreds of times.
Seeing that Fu Tao had to pierce Ye Haoran’s chest, Fu Tao suddenly changed his face, and the sword he had stabbed was actually lost and stabbed in the air. Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net