Chapter 766: : Waiting for all parties!

After a while, under a towering tree, the dust stopped, and I didn’t know when I had put the space bag that was originally hanging on the treetop into my arms. I couldn’t help but scream in my throat and pale. A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and some horror in the clear eyes, muttered: "Master is right, there are people outside, there are days outside."
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The mountain road 蜿蜒, Su Yi face color also with a pale color, in this sacred martial arts, the consumption is too large.
"Humph!"
In Su Yi’s throat, a snoring sound could no longer be heard and ate some dark losses.
However, Su Yi’s heart is also very certain, and the other party is absolutely uncomfortable.
"Strong!"
Su Yi secretly marveled, and above the Shengwu Conference is really a hidden dragon.
I knew that the dust was very strong and unfathomable. After the fight, Su Yi was more certain. This is a strong opponent, far above the Ouyang Jinwei of the Holy Mountain.
Although the former has never really done its best, Su Yi can be sure that this person is absolutely at the level of the real thing, the real strength, fear is more powerful and terrifying.
There is a red light in the eyes, Su Yi has no jealousy, but instead adds to the war, and why not use the true full force.
The sky has begun to enter the night, and the night is shrouded.
Su Yi is embarrassed and looks at the sky. The time has passed for a day. I don’t know where the Sanmu’s export is. How can I get through this secret and I need to hurry up some time.
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The sun is like blood, rendering mountains.
Outside the Zhongzhou City, the mountains and peaks are lingering and noisy.
"Hundreds of thousands of people, and finally only thirty-two talents can set foot on the emptiness of the holy Wutai, how cruel the competition!"
"This is not cruel, only the real Tianjiao can be in the final matchup!"
"This time there are a lot of dark horses. I don't know how many people can get into the final matchup?"
"Overlord Zong Yizhen is definitely no problem!"
"There is still dust, the strength seems unfathomable!"
"This is not necessarily the case, there are many changes in the Saint-Wumen community!"
Everyone is waiting, waiting for the final duel tomorrow.
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There are thousands of peaks around the mountains, and there are places on the mountains that have already been laid down.
Five sects of three doors, Qi Tiangong, Shengshan, ten peaks stand tall, the most powerful ten-strand lineup is entrenched.
"This time, although there are many geniuses among other forces, I also have a sword in the sword. I am a younger generation like Muyao. It is sure to be able to shine. Unfortunately, Yun Lingfeng cannot participate. Otherwise, my Excalibur door will be able to harvest a lot..."
The mountain where the Shenjian Gate is located has a gazebo seat. Many people sit on it, and the Elders of Baiji Mountain are among them. There are some expectations in the eyes, but more is deplorable and unpleasant.
For Bailu Mountain, if his disciples can come to the Shengwu Conference, it will definitely shine even more in this Tianjiao hegemony.
Bailu Mountain is clear. After his disciples were given the sacred objects and inheritance left by their ancestors, they were even more prosperous.
"If Su Yi's kid didn't die, my Shenjian Gate would force five times and three doors to compete with the holy mountain!"
Duan Yuerong’s elders were faint white, and the elders of Bailu Mountain glanced at him, and they did not like Bailu Mountain.
Everyone knows that Yun Lingfeng deliberately wants to get rid of Su Yi. If Su Yi is still alive, the inheritance of his ancestors still does not know who he finally fell on.
This time, the Shengwu Conference is like the fierce guy in Su Yi. I am afraid that it will be able to sweep across the square at the Wanjian Conference.
"Humph!"
When it comes to Su Yi, the elders of Bailu Mountain are very unhappy, but the elders of the Su singer are sitting in the middle, and they dare not know how to elder Duan Yuerong.
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"Hey!"
Above the mountain peaks, several large ancient black-scale dragons are entrenched, fierce and half-baked, fierce and inexplicable.
This is the lineup of Emperor Xuanzong. Many strong people sit down and breathe in the air.
"This time the young disciples of other forces are not good."
There are old people who speak, this time five young three-door disciples, many of them are very good.
"It's really good."
Jane Wannian smiled slightly and immediately whispered: "But tomorrow, my Tian Xuanzong will definitely let the eight sides shake!"
"Haha, Gong Qianxing has been hiding for so long, for tomorrow!"
The strongest of Tian Xuanzong looked at each other and smiled. Only they knew clearly. For this time, the Shengwu Conference, how long did Tian Xuanzong prepare, how much effort was put into it, everything was in the body of Gong Qianxing, and when the final confrontation was made tomorrow, Tian Xuanzong this time Will be able to force five three doors!
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"Roar!"
The golden dragonfly flies, and occasionally slams and shakes the mountains.
The mountain peak, the beastly emperor, the strong seated, a lot of standing and standing, looking at the direction of the holy confinement.
"Time is coming soon, tomorrow will be a real showdown!"
A leading elder of the Beast Emperor was in the light, with an expectation in his eyes.
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The highest mountain peaks, towering like clouds, under the rays of the sun, two huge dragons and dragons, covered with cyan scales, long and double-headed, sharp and martial, majestic and fierce, a pair of red eyes, if two rounds of the next day, no time to visually To the surrounding.
"Time should be almost the same."
In the sacred mountain lineup, Wang Quande looked at the sky. According to the distance within the sacred martial arts circle, no matter which direction people would go to the center, there should be more and more people in this time.
"If you can't live, you just have to pay a price, but if you can get the wooden box of the demon door, it is nothing."
The elders of the ice pot faintly sneered, and a cold smudge in the eyes, the tyrants of the tyrants of the tyrants of the tyrants of the tyrants of the tyrants of the tyrants of the tyrants.
"That kid must die!"
In the eyes of Gui Guilan, the cold flashes, the kid is not dead, it is difficult to eliminate the hatred of her heart.
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The sky is in the night, and the interior of the Saint-Wommit is exactly the same as the outside world.
Starry, the moon is like water, pouring mountains from the sky, shrouded in the ancient deep forest, if you cover the vast forest in the faint cold silver, it looks mysterious and embarrassing.
If it weren’t for the occasional sound of the beasts in the mountains, it would be feared that this would be a paradise.
Under the night, Su Yi was in the mountains and had to be more careful.
Along the way, Su Yi took a cure for the medicinal herbs and recovered his vitality. He also encountered a lot of dangers, but it also had some gains.
There are quite a few medicinal herbs in it, although there are fierce and savage beasts staring at them, but in the end they can't escape the harvest of Su Yi.