Chapter 715: On merits and rewards (2)

The hall made of ferrous metal is cold and sturdy, revealing a cold and ruthless taste.
Two rows of giant pillars without pattern decoration extend from the main entrance of the main hall to the depths of the main hall. The giant pillars can have a hundred people holding the thickness, and the height is one million feet. The pillars are inserted with a torch, and the swaying fire shines from the heights. Down, the more and more the hall is so deep.
Between the two rows of giant pillars, there is a spacious ramp with a width of hundreds of miles. The floor is covered with black jade tiles. The black square tiles are also without any pattern decoration, and the dark and revealing inexplicable forest Cold pressure.
There are a number of Holy Spirit monks standing under each pillar. They are all from the Seventh Gate of the Holy Spirit, the major gates, and the major families. Everyone stared at Chutian and others who had walked through the ramps. Their eyes were cold or fanatical, full of complicated emotions that were difficult to describe.
The two rows of giant pillars have been extending deep into the hall. At the end of the ramp, seven black iron thrones are lined up in a word, seven breaths and mortals, and the old man who has no breath is quietly sitting on the throne. , smiling and watching these young Junyan who survived the battle of destiny.
Chu Tian and Yu Wang, Wu Wu invincible walked in front of everyone, the mouse is on the left shoulder of Chutian, the silver flashes in the curtain, squinting at the seven holy gates from the seven gates.
There are still more than a hundred feet away from the Seven Great Saints. Under the giant pillar, there is a low cry: "Stop!"
Chu Tian and others stopped and stood there quietly, letting the seven sages and the countless Holy Spirit days around them look at their own people.
Among the young Junyan who followed Chutian and others, dozens of horrible young people also strode up and stood side by side with Chutian. Several people turned their heads and looked at the sky with disdain and suddenly made a clear and audible sneer.
Chu Tian turned his head and smiled at the few disdainful guys: "How? I have dug your family's grave?"
Among the seven sacred sages, there were two golden dragon horns on the forehead, and the extremely sharp dragons at the top of the dragon horns were swayed and waved: "Silence... Little age, where come How big is it? Well? Qinglian Shengzun, how did you teach you?"
A terrible soul was turned into an invisible mountain and crushed to Chutian.
Chu Tianmei's heart burst into clear light, he looked at the old dragon girl with a cold eye, and smiled lightly: "You personally shot, it is a bit disregarding the decent?"
There is no Qinglian from the Chutian eyebrows, and the Qingguangguang surrounds the whole body. The huge soul pressure is quickly turned into a black light in front of the Qingguang. The face of the old dragon is a bit ugly. The robes on his body are windless and automatic. I heard the boring bones and bumps from his body.
In the face of so many people, he failed to press a junior who just debuted, which made him feel very faceless.
"Elders, let's do the serious things first!" An old man who was born clean and elegant, waved his hand and said softly: "This battle of heaven is the end of the first round. You can fight from this fate." It’s not easy to survive in the middle."
Shaking his head, the old man said indifferently: "However, as long as you live on the strength of your own life, it is the first pass. Therefore, the waste in the Qinglian shelter is natural. Be eliminated, you have to be clear about this."
Chu Tian smiled and nodded. The waste in the Qinglian shelter was obviously impossible to say that he and the king and the invincible three were enough. This is enough.
The old man looked at Chutian deeply, and the scorpion was a little cold in the depths. He said coldly: "Now, those who are qualified to stand in this hall can participate in the second round of competition. Of course, and the first round Different, in the second round of competition, your respective tasks are different. Whether you can live alive or not depends on whether you are the true son of destiny."
The other six saints did not say anything. Only the voice of the old man echoed in the hall: "However, according to your performance in the first round, we circled forty-nine of the best performing Toshihiko, given by us. reward."
At the same time, the seven saints waved their hands, and the forty-nine breathful horror of the aura suddenly emerged from their presence. A wave of horrible mana fluctuations swayed like a tsunami, slamming the entire hall.
The void in the hall was violently twisted and swayed, and the pillars, ceilings, floors, and walls of the hall lit up with dazzling runes. All the defenses in the hall were simultaneously launched, and the hall was barely crushed by the horror of these forty-nine light.
There is no such thing as Qinglian’s slight trembling. The voice of the innocent Qinglian sounds in the mind of Chutian:
It’s a must, it’s all open-air artifacts, and... It’s probably the open-air artifact that was born in the heavens and the earth. It is more powerful than the open-air artifacts of other worlds when it was born..."
With a sigh of relief, there is no such thing as a blue-eyed smile with a hint of self-satisfaction: "However, compared to the original treasure that I was born at the beginning of the opening of the Taikoo, the little guys still lacked some heat and owed a lot of heat. what!"
Chu Tian took a deep breath, such a powerful forty-nine open heavenly artifacts!
Different styles, but all of them are beautiful and beautiful, but they have different flavors, but they are all tyrannical.
This is forty-nine pieces of the sun that is even stronger than the sun-made clocks of the Chutian, the Taiyin Wanhuan Wheel, the Infinite Gods, and the Heaven and Earth Furnace... No way, the four worlds of Chutian’s four treasures are too weak. And these forty-nine secret treasures are artifacts bred by the Holy Spirit, which is a hundred thousand miles away from the foundation!
The old dragon ‘桀桀’ smiled. He patted his hand hard and quickly read the names of forty-nine.
The tyrants, the rams and the three shows are among the forty-nine people... but there is no Chutian, no king, no witch invincible!
The king and the invincible took a deep breath at the same time, and the cheeks became red as soon as they were burned. There is no doubt that these forty-nine prizes are the rewards of the seven gates. See if you go forward. Forty-nine people, most of them are seven gates, and there are sixteen descendants of the seven-door valve. The family behind them, Zongmen and the seven gate valves are inextricably linked.
The Qing dynasty old man whispered softly: "This time, the 49 people are the best performers. We all agree that the ultimate sacred person of the Holy Spirit must be among the forty-nine of you, so give you a treasure and help you. Better and smoother completion of the second round."
The elderly of the dragons looked coldly at Chu Tian, ​​Yu Wang, and Wu Wu invincible. They said: "You have to work hard and don't blame your own reputation."
A chilly and chilly rumbling came, Wu Wu invincible and took a big step forward. He pointed to the tyrants, the rams and three shows, and others were about to open. Chu Tian grabbed his shoulder and turned his back. When he pulled, he pulled him behind him.
With the invincible strength of Wu, there is no way to resist the Chutian's hand!
The pupils of the seven great saints are shrinking at the same time. They all know that the invincible witches are inherited by the Yu people, and the physical strength is invincible in the younger generation. Such a strength, actually can not stop Chu Tian with the hand pull?
The Qing old man exhaled a breath and said indifferently: "Now, you are going to draw the second round of the topic... Life and death, this time, you must also look at your destiny, see your luck!"