Chapter 1982: : Who gives you the courage!

Hearing this in the crowd, other people’s eyes flashed in different colors, and when everyone shot their eyes to Duanmu Xiong, Xuehonglou also nodded to Duanmuxiong.
"Good! Very good! Five holy sons return to the wind, progress is fast, gratifying!" Duan Muxiong's picture reveals praise, the turbid bead inside is full of brilliance, and nodded.
He stood on the sidelines, and when he was late, he was twitching. When Duanmu Xiong’s words were clearly said that Xuehonglou was a genius, he was a fool.
The yin trembled and shook his body, and the long-sightedness of the wind and the sorrows of the general public revealed that the cockroaches that were not observed by the people flashed past, and the wind was cold and cold.
"Duanmu, you can start! Don't hurry up and tell where the Holy One and the Nine Saints are?" There is no politeness in the words, and I am sneer in the long wind.
After such a reminder, all the talents found that the Holy One and the Nine Saints were not there.
"Boom!"
Duanmu Xiongtu sneaked a glimpse of the long wind, a kind of disappointment, and looked at the elders of the sacred fire who followed the big son, and his eyes were cold and clear, showing a desolate disappointment, and then said .
"Great Son, don't worry!"
The wide robe has no wind and moves, and Duanmu Xiong's figure is quickly pulled up. The Shengwutang behind him is magnified dozens of times, so large that it can measure the heavens and the earth.
The sound of the waves rolling, the shadow of Shengwutang instantly filled the heavens and the earth, the sacred golden light, the screaming, and the people could not lift their eyes.
"The power of the Holy King!" The invited people went away and looked up to the world, trembled and changed their face.
Above the sky, Duanmu Xiong’s old voice trembled a little, and the thick pressure filled the audience, as if he was worshipping the heavens and the earth, solemn and heavy.
"The Holy Emperor annihilated, the cause of death became a mystery. For more than 20 years, the Holy Zunfu Building will be dumped, and the Holy Mountain will be saved in a violent storm. The holy mountain can have a stable situation now, and it is all right in the sacred policy of the Holy Spirit. In the future, the Great Son will also succeed the New Holy Emperor, and when he has the will to carry the holy mountain, he will not humiliate the name of the holy mountain!"
When the words fall, everyone is new and trendy, and they all see the color of reverence. The sacred light of the sky sweeps across the vast space, and the space is constantly being created.
"Today, it is the day of my holy mountain. The holy mountain is set up with rules. The holy mountain martial arts, the first is the first, regardless of the relatives, no matter how expensive! Just meet one condition, you can become the holy mountain emperor."
Qiu Changfeng and Xuehonglou looked at each other and knew that Duanmu Xiongtu was telling the rules of today’s Dabi, and they all showed their enthusiasm, and a war of ambiguity emerged from the two.
"The position of the Holy Emperor, the winner is the first! The Emperor of the Holy Mountain must be called the true Emperor of the Holy Mountain by the Emperor of the Holy King. However, since the last Emperor lost the Emperor Sword, the world has never seen the Emperor. The true appearance of the sword. The holy mountain can not be without a day, not to mention the fact that the holy mountain has not been a real emperor for more than 20 years. After the saints and the elders negotiate, you can get the first congenital holy king passed down by the first emperor. With gas approval, there will be qualifications for entering the Jinyuan Law of the Yuan Dynasty."
"Zhuyuan Jintian tactics?" The people were puzzled, Su mad songs suddenly frowned, and there was a bad feeling in my heart.
"Master, what is the old man talking about?" Mu Yao is low-pitched, and the white-green palm is trying to lift his head.
"Yuanyuan Jintian Array, the sacred mountain sacred mountain squad, was made up of the superpowers of the first generation of the Holy Mountain. The hundreds of generations of the strongest emperor kept the blessings, which is the lifeblood of the holy mountain!" Gu Suxin slightly lifted his chin Eyelids condense.
The people around me know that this is a powerful blow, and they look up to the heavens and the earth. In the distance, the golden light is moving, the gods and gods sing, and the ancient winds and thunders are shaking, which is creepy.
"Congenital sacred gas recognition! Hahaha! Snow red building, you lost! You lost!" 尉 长 长 长 wind up and laughing, the hands of the jade ring surrounded by golden light, like a vicious scorpion, evil light floating, dead Staring at the snow red building.
"Xuehonglou has never received the orthodox teaching of the sacred king's temperament. Based on the sacred spirit of the sacred king, I am not compared with our great sage. How many elders of the sacred fire are as victorious The red face is very excited.
The old voice slowly landed on the ground, and the huge light and shadow behind him still smashed the sky. Duanmu Xiong’s white long eyebrows picked up slightly and looked at Xuehonglou seriously.
"Five sons, can you disagree?"
Xue Honglou's face is cold, facing the disdain and ridicule of the elders on the east side, his eyes are deep and ice-like, and he does not look at the flames and other people in his eyes, faintly said.
"No problem! Let's get started!"
Qiu Changfeng and the Holy Fire and others sneered, looking at the snow red building, as if there was a good show.
"In this case, please enter the two places, enter the holy martial arts! Accept the baptism of the innate sacred king! If the sacred king does not accept the gas, it will be automatically popped up, seriously injured." Duanmuxiong deeply stared at the snow red building, Then he focused on nodding, and a deep light dripped out a fine light.
"Boom!"
The golden light is overflowing, the light is like a fireworks bloom, and the sacred light of the dragonfly is swung up. The virtual shadow of Shenwu spreads out in all directions, and the sky trembles.
"Everyone is ready to go! After entering the baptism, after being baptized, it will be transmitted to the Qianyuan Golden Heaven Faction, and the Nine Holy Women will be there. You will find the Nine Saints and make the final matchup. The Holy Man personally ruled that the next Holy Emperor belongs! The winner is Liu Ruojun’s husband!"
The last two words fell, the young people in the presence were hot, and the spit of the sputum came one after another. The Qingying of the Nine Saints came like a painting, and the hearts of countless people were broken.
"Su Yi hasn't come yet! What to do!" Muyao began to worry, under the orange yarn, the eyebrows screamed, and the smog of the scorpion was smoggy.
Su crazy songs and Gu Suxin are even more like iron, Situ Liuyun secretly clenched his fists, such a scene is the internal affairs of the Holy Mountain, and the holy mountain is also the Shenjian door can be touched!
In the Qianshan Qianfeng, countless shocks surged, and then the fierce golden light of Jiuyun Yunye burst into the sky and swept through the sky!
Qiu Changfeng and Xuehonglou looked at each other, and the long-winded eyes were gloomy, and the resentful resentment of the heroes was like a storm, only listening to the sound of a rumble in the distance.
"Hey!"
The eyes of everyone were horrified, and the line of sight was like the horror shadow of Jianguang locking the far-flung ground.
"Booming!"
The fierce atmosphere goes straight into the sky, the huge beasts are in the sky, the speed is very fast, and the horrible power is even more horrible!
"Let your dog stink! Who gives you the courage to allow you to decide the future!"
A dull green sound is heard through the universe, and the fierce and powerful atmosphere is like the earth moving in the mountains and shaking the sky. The mountains and peaks are trembling in an instant!