Chapter 2018: The beginning of the battle

"Wan brother, can I participate, you said it doesn't seem to be?" Sumo's words are slightly sharp, he knows that he has not shown strength, the other party must be small.
"presumptuous!"
When I heard Sumo’s words, Wan’s brother suddenly looked cold and cold. In the wind and thunder gods, no one dared to question his words except the sovereign.
"You don't know where to run the mess, you don't know how to be tall and thick, and dare to question my words?" Wan Shixiong flashed in the cold.
Everyone saw this dark shock, it seems that Wan brother is angry, this Sumo is really daring.
"Wan Shi brother, Su Mo just entered the sect, do not understand the rules, I hope you forgive me!"
At this time, Xu Ming stepped forward and sinned to Master Wan, and immediately gave a look to Sumo.
The other party is not clear about the horror of Master Wan, but his heart is clear. If Sumo is guilty of the 10,000 brothers, then there is no need to wait in the Fenglei Shenzong.
Xu Ming feels that Su Mo is a good person, so he will come out and mention Sumo and make a round.
"Xu Ming, you should teach him how to be a man!" Wan Shi brother said indifferently, since Xu Ming is playing for Sumo, it is imperative that the relationship between the two is not normal.
"Yes, Master Wan!" Xu Mingcheng was so timid, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Sumo’s eyes are indifferent, and this Wan’s brother is not small.
He opened his mouth and said that at this time, Elder Jiang was the first to open.
"Okay, it's not too late, let's go!"
Elder Jiang waved his hand, and his body shape rose to the sky and quickly flew away.
When everyone saw this, they followed suit.
"I don't know how high the earth is!" Wan Shixiong glanced at Sumo, and there was a disdainful smile on his face. Then he also took shape and quickly went away.
Sumo did not pay attention to Master Wan. In his eyes, the other party was just an ant-like figure.
What is frustrating in his heart is that Jiang’s elders did not agree with his request, and he would not be able to go out.
Now, I can only hope that the disciples of Feng Lei Shenzong can compete with each other.
"Su brother, let's go!" Xu Ming sighed, he did not blame Sumo, after all, Sumo may not know the power of Master Wan.
"Yeah!" Sumo nodded.
Immediately, the two also left the mountain and continued to chase everyone.
"Xu brother, today we are Feng Lei Shenzong, which four people are playing?" Sumo asked while flying to Xu Ming.
"The four people who fought this time were Huo Yunshi, Wang Li, Brother Lin, and Master Wan!" Xu Ming said.
Sumo heard the nod, and the Lin Shijie and Wan Shixiong were the masters of Wu Shengjing’s later stage and Wu Shengjing’s great perfection. Moreover, the breath of the two was obviously stronger than the warriors of the same rank. .
It is an inevitable choice to play by these two people.
As for the younger brothers and the younger brothers, the strength of the two seems to be not weak, and all of them are among the best in the same rank.
Everyone went all the way, and after half an hour, they reached the shadow family.
The Shadows, a large tribe, sits on a plain and stretches over 10,000 miles.
Around the tribe, a high wall was built, hundreds of feet high, and the entire tribe was like a majestic ancient city.
Hey! !
Everyone fell into the shape of a tribe.
"Elder Jiang, the people of the Eight Eyes have arrived, just wait for you!"
Before the gate, there were more than a dozen shadow people guarding them. One of the shadow-headed shadow families said to the elders of Jiang.
These people of the shadow family are very peculiar, and their bodies are as transparent. If they are not carefully watched, they are not easy to find.
"It's not simple!" Sumo's face was suspicious, and the universe was so strange that it was really mysterious.
And this shadow family, on the list of the Taikoo people, is very high, up to sixteen, far more than the Taiyin and the witch.
However, on this road, Sumo and Xu Ming also talked a lot, and now the shadow family has long since lost its prestige.
Today's Shadow Clan, the real strength, even the top 500 of the Taikoo Wanzuo list, can not be ranked.
However, the Taikoo Wanzui list is a list of Taikoo, which is an unchanging ranking and will not be updated in real time.
Of course, although the shadow family has not fallen, but does not represent the shadow family, the strength of the single unit has declined.
The enchanting shadow of the Shadows is extremely powerful, far from being comparable to the average Terran genius.
Therefore, for many years, this kind of competition has mostly been dominated by the shadow family.
Elder Jiang took the crowd and, under the guidance of a shadow warrior, entered the tribe of the Shadow Family.
In the end, everyone came to a quaint stone temple.
Among the stone temples, it is a illusory space constructed by an array of methods, vast and vast, endless.
There are not many people in this illusory space, only fifty or sixty people, but all of them are the strongest of Wu Shengjing.
These fifty or sixty people, all standing in the void, are divided into two camps.
One of the camps is the Shadow Family, while the other camp is the Eight Eyes.
These eight-eyed people, although they are also humanoid, are extremely ugly, with eight eyes on their foreheads, which is very horrible.
"Elder Jiang!"
Seeing the arrival of Su Mo and others, among the Shadow and Eight Eyes, one old man came forward and greeted Jiang Elder.
"Oh! Dark elders, elders!" Jiang Changchang with a smile, arched the two hands.
These two people are the holy kings of the Shadow and Eight Eyes, and they are highly respected and have been presiding over the qualification battle between the two races.
"Since people are coming, we don't waste time!"
The dark-skinned elders of the Shadows are tall and tall, and they are filled with sly halo, which is extremely illusory. He waved his hand.
"Well!" Jiang Elder nodded, and then greeted the disciples of the public.
Soon, the wind and thunder gods, the shadow family, the eight-eyed family, the three major forces, separated in three directions, the center is a circle of more than ten thousand miles.
"You, according to the rules of the past, you have the wind and the gods and the eight-eyed family first to win the game, and then play against my genius genius!" The elders of the darkness looked around everyone and screamed.
Everyone heard the words and nodded. The Shadows have always been the winning side. Therefore, the Eight Eyes and the Wind Thunder are the winners of the game, and then they are compared with the Shadows genius. This is also the rule of recent years.
"It is indeed not weak!" Sumo gaze at the Shadow and Eight Eyes. The genius of these two groups is indeed not simple.
Especially the people of the Shadows, all of them are profound and far-reaching, far superior to the average human race.
"Su brother, where is not weak? If you say the same level of combat power, in addition to the genius of the hegemonic, there are really few people who can be the opponents of the shadow family genius!"
Hearing the whisper of Sumo, Xu Ming sighed and said, he did not report any hope!
The four people who fought in the wind and thunder, although all of them are enchanting, especially the 10,000 brothers, but the enchanting of the Shadows is even stronger.
In particular, the Holy King, who played in the Shadows, ranked 18th in the Mysterious Kings list, far exceeding the ranking of the 30th.