Chapter 662: Poor Chu right

The Tower of the Devil is an 18-story building. From the outside, the 18 floors are almost the same and not too spacious.
But everyone who comes here knows that this is just a sign.
In the tower of the demon, the space is very folded. No one knows how much space there is. It is probably only known to those who walk in and walk around.
However, except for Yue Xia Nan, even the priests of the tower of the demon, they can only stay honestly on the level where they are located. Without the command of Yue Xia Nan, they are arbitrarily moved. Being directly killed, the rules are not strict.
Of course, the soaring conference is naturally impossible to hold in the tower of the gods.
There is an extremely wide space outside the tower of the demon, and at first glance, I can't see the end of the opposite.
Underneath the scene is a cloud, like a building built on the endless clouds and voids.
Ling Xiao saw this arrangement at first sight, and thought that he came to the heavens.
The site is surrounded by a large number of suspended mossy stones, with chairs on top of each other, each of which can accommodate more than two hundred people.
There have been many sects sitting on the big stones, and it seems that they have been waiting here for a short time.
These large stones stand in a ring shape, and a huge circular stone plate is suspended in the middle. The surrounding of the stone plate is surrounded by purple light. It is estimated that it is the main battle platform of the Ascension Assembly. Those purple lights are the protective array of the ring.
Ling Xiao took the crowd and came to the big stone marked with the words "Xihe City" and sat down.
As soon as he sat down, Ling Xiao noticed that the martial art that had been handed over to him had been staggered between several strange sects.
"Hey, playing this boring little trick, Yue Xia Nan did not grow any more." Ling Xiao snorted and snorted, then calmed down and sat waiting for Yue Xia Nan to play.
The ground gate, Zoujia, Tangjia, Haotianzong, and Tiantianzong also came one after another, and they sat down. Ling Xiao exchanged their eyes and nodded.
At first glance, Ling Xiao saw Nangong Yurong, Longzheng, Zou Shuai, Tang Yukun Tang Yuchen and his son, Longzheng, Diane and his son and Shangzi Heng.
All that comes, all come.
The people on the side of Ling Xiao were the latest to arrive. When they arrived, Yue Xia Nan came to the middle of the venue and began the soaring conference.
Yue Xia Nan was suspended and stood up to the crowd. This is what he said: "Everyone, the situation of the soaring conference today is special. Because the heavenly world has changed, it was held in advance. The specific arrangements and rules have been sent to the heads of the masters. I believe that you all understand, I will not repeat them."
Yue Xia Nan paused a little and said: "Now, there are priests who are invited by our gods and towers, the heavenly souls, Wuhang."
With the introduction of Yue Xia Nan, a golden figure appeared on the head of Yue Xia Nan, and the illusion gradually became clear from the blur until the whole entity appeared completely.
When this person appeared on the top of Yue Xia Nan’s head, his arrogance was undoubted.
Look at this person's stinky face like a pig's belly, all about the nostrils facing up, obviously treating himself as a great person.
Not to mention Yue Xia Nan, even if Ling Xiao looked at it, I felt very uncomfortable and wanted to split this guy in half.
With the strength of Ling Xiao at this time and the strength that the man showed at this time, Ling Xiao wants to kill the guy, and it is entirely possible to do it.
Yue Xia Nan, who has always been arrogant, is like not knowing that he is under the armpits of others. He still said to the crowd as usual: "This time, the priests and priests led the elites to fly to the heavenly world. Okay, Straight into the theme, Wu Hang adults, we will first let out the venue, let the elites of the soul world show their skills."
Wu Hang didn't even scream, and another disappeared. Yue Xia Nan shouted loudly: "Now, at the beginning of the first game, there is a request for Xihecheng Lingyu and Dixianmenchu."
Chu Shiquan, who was sitting on the door of the gate of Xiandi, was full of horror. Even with a look of anger, he seemed to want to stand up and worry, but his mother Li Feng held her shoulder. Let his stance be more natural.
"What the is going on here, Yue Xia Nan Mingming promised that we can exempt the test and you can fly directly. Why is it that you are going back?" The young face of Chu Shiquan was full of anger and looked at Yue Xia Nan inexplicably.
Yue Xia Nan seems to have not noticed the look of Chu Shiquan at this time, and left the battlefield in the middle.
Although Li Feng is also very angry, she knows that her son must not worry at this time. Otherwise, Yue Xia Nan pushed the trade between himself and Dixianmen clean, and who the mother and son are looking for.
Li Tianxuan’s face was also changed. Li Feng also saw something wrong with her father’s face. She hated:
Son, rely on yourself, we were teased by Yue Xia Nan.

Chu hate the right hate, originally thought it was just a game, Yue Xia Nan will arrange a rookie opponent to let him get a soaring quota, did not expect to become a real thing.
Ling Xiao smiled coldly and leaped gently. The body, like a swallow, fell lightly on the middle ground, reaching out to the right of Chu. "Please."
Standing in the Xihecheng camp, Chu Fuyue looked at his only younger brother. There was no warmth in his eyes. Some were just endless hatred.
The rest of the nine brothers of their own, all died in the hands of the mother and the child, which makes Chu Chuyue able to feel affectionate.
Chu’s right to know is not a rival, but if he doesn’t pass, he will be jokes. Therefore, Chu’s right to pity has to be the scalp.
He has already thought very clearly, wait for the random call, and automatically admit defeat.
Although Ling Xiao is very powerful, it is not enough to kill himself. Well, he is now a purple spirit soul master. There are always ten rounds under his hand.
With luck, Chu had the right to stand in front of Ling Xiao. The two men held a fist face to face and then retreated to both sides of the ring.
Seeing that the two have already stood up, Yue Xia Nan’s indifferent face passed a taunting color:
The first game of the Hyuntian Continental Flying Conference, officially began.

With Yue Xia Nan’s order, Chu Shiquan immediately summoned the first body armor in his sect, colorful costumes.
The five-color flashed, and Chu’s righteous body was immediately shrouded in five-colored light. Within the five-color light, the body of Chu’s pity was wrapped in a looming silk armor, and it seemed that the defense was doing well.
The defensive power of the colorful robes is notorious on the mainland of Xuantian. Even if Chu Han is not willing to take it with him, he has always stayed in the treasure house of Dixianmen.
Li Fengke no matter how much, Chu Han died, she put this silk cover on her son.
Seeing Chu’s right to defend from the beginning, there was a series of buzzing on the field, and even some deliberately demon souls began to scream:
Hey, haha.

Although Li Feng was anxious that her son was ridiculed, but she was relieved at this time, with this silk armor, her son is not so vulnerable.
Ling Xiao took out the of the gods without hesitation, and all of them put their eyes on the of the gods.
Many people have heard of Ling Xiao’s identity and his goddess. He also thought that he would not dare to come to this flying conference. I did not expect that he would still come.
At this time, the of the gods is the same as before the opening of the seal, like a piece of scrap iron, like the weapon before Ling Xiao, the black iron broom.
However, no one dares to slap it, because it is the home of the devil's soul, and it is the "must have a good" for the Ling family to kill people.
Seeing Chu’s right to have some panic, Ling Xiao smiled slightly:
Small nephew, don’t be so scared, as long as you stand still, you can hold your brother-in-law a knife, even if your brother-in-law wins, how.

Ling Xiao’s smile is like a weasel seeing a chicken. Everyone has heard that Ling Xiao is not good, and Chu’s right to pity is no exception.
It’s just that the temptation given by Ling Xiao is too big to block a knife. Chu has the right to be confident about himself.
Moreover, Ling Xiao said this in public, if Chu had the right to refuse in front of so many disciples and elders in his martial art, then what is the majesty of his own head.
"Good." Before Li Feng opened his mouth to persuade, Chu had the right to agree to the conditions of Ling Xiao.
Li Feng’s heart suddenly cooled down, and now her only hope is that the colorful clothes are strong enough.
Zhu Xiaolu curiously looked at the blushing Chu Fuyue, faintly said: "When are you his woman again?"
Chu, pity and hate, burst into a thick mouth: "You also believe in this bastard."
Long Yuxi and Xia Yuhua exchanged their eyes, and they could only helplessly smile.
"Ready?" Ling Xiao was very "hearted" to care about the little nephew.
"Okay, cough." Chu had the right to cough twice, as if to give himself courage.
"I have to do it, you have to be careful." Ling Xiao said as he slowly lifted the of the gods.
When the of the gods lifted the top of Ling Xiao’s head, the bright black light of the originally dull goddess flashed, and the in front of everyone was swaying, instinctively closing his eyes.
Hey, when everyone opened their eyes, Ling Xiao’s knife had been slashed straight through the two hundred meters of Chu’s right.
"Hey, that guy is all right." The crowd looked at the pity of Chu, and the colorful coat on his body was still intact, exuding dazzling multicolored light.
"Ling and the gods are nothing more than that." The crowd could not help but be disappointed, and kept looking at Ling Xiao.
Seeing that there is nothing wrong with Chu, Li Feng excitedly shouted: "Son, you won, son, son..."
Li Feng, who was still very excited, called several "sons" in succession, but found that her son did not respond to her at all, and her heart was immediately filled with fear.
Hey, the original body of Chu’s pity was still divided into two from the middle, and turned into two vertical bodies that fell to both sides. The blood was mad, and the colorful coat was dyed in an instant.
Just a knife, Ling Xiao waved the gods through the colorful clothes, and cut the right of Chu into two halves.