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"This meeting of heroes under the dome is about to begin!"
The Xiongwu voice sounded again, resounding through the imperial city of Chaoge.
As the voice fell, Qingsong mountain began to vibrate violently. A translucent light curtain rose from the fog around Qingsong mountain and rushed into the sky, trapping the whole Qingsong mountain in it.
Rolling thunder clouds suddenly gathered.
The sea of clouds lined up and a figure fell slowly.
He was wearing a black imperial robe and a noble Diao with beads shaking.
He was domineering and dignified, like a mythical emperor, with his eyes overlooking the common people.
The son of heaven, Emperor Yangxin!
Zhou Xuanji looked up at him. It was the case with tens of thousands of strong people on Qingsong mountain.
Without expression, Emperor Yang Xin slowly said, "you are all heroes in the world. You are a powerful party. Today, we gathered at the under dome hero Conference for the sake of the word hero. The rules of this under dome hero conference are not as complex as those in the past."
"Ranked by survival time, the one who sticks to the last can win."
"Either die or fly to the edge of the Dharma array and ask to admit defeat."
"Remember, you must fly to the edge of the Dharma array and shout to admit defeat, or you will be killed, which is also life."
Emperor Yangxin's words moved everyone.
This rule is so cruel that the powerful can kill thousands of people with one move.
Fortunately, Qingsong mountain is unattainable. They can find a place to be obscene.
Zhou Xuanji raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not reject this rule, because it was the most time-saving rule.
"I declare that the meeting of heroes under the dome has officially begun!"
Emperor Yangxin shouted boldly, shaking the sky.
The voice fell, and an earth shaking terror broke out on the top of the Green Pine Mountain.
"I'm the dragon of Yangren. I'm waiting for you at the top of the mountain. Who dares to compete with me for the first place!"
A conceited and domineering voice came from the top of the mountain, overlooking the world and disdaining everything.
Zhou Xuanji got up slowly and a soft sword appeared in his hand.
Xu Xianxuan got up, glanced at the sword in his hand and asked, "aren't you going to do it directly?"
Zhou Xuanji said calmly, "I don't cut the weak."
He's doing his best now. How can he play in the back?
He is the spiritual spring cultivation!
The reserve of spiritual power can only be regarded as middle class in this under dome hero conference.
Xu Xianxuan took a deep look at him and said, "senior, why don't you and I join hands to join the top ten?"
Her cultivation is out of the body. Even by herself, it is easy to reach the top 50, but the top 10 is difficult.
Zhou Xuanji glanced at her and said proudly, "tigers always fight alone. Only weak wolves need to get together!"
With that, he ran directly down the mountain and quickly disappeared into the thick fog.
Xu Xianxuan was stunned. She was in a hurry and stamped her right foot in place twice.
"Hum!"
"I can talk big. I'm afraid."
She snorted coldly and ran up the hill.
Zhou Xuanji dived all the way and quickly came to a no man's land. He walked under a hard boulder.
The rocks of Qingsong mountain are very hard. Even if there is a big war above, there are not many falling stones.
Just as Zhou Xuanji sat down, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a man lying in the grass not far away.
He wore green clothes and a green scarf. Through the thick fog, he perfectly integrated with the grass.
"Shit! Voldemort!"
Zhou Xuanji was furious, then he took eight sword steps and came to the man's back step by step.
The soft sword stabbed forward.
"Ouch..."
The man let out a strange cry, like pain and pleasure, and let Zhou Xuanji slightly pick his eyebrows.
Huh?
I seem to have accidentally stabbed him in the middle of his ass.
The man gave a cry and stopped moving.
The soft sword began to work miraculously. The man was weak and didn't even have the strength to speak.
Zhou Xuanji returned to his place and waited quietly.
The man was in the grass, looking at him angrily and in horror. His eyes wanted to tear him to pieces.
The battle above is becoming more and more fierce. Even here, you can hear it clearly.
From time to time, bodies fall and disappear into the endless abyss.
Zhou Xuanji waited quietly.
After a incense burning time.
The Voldemort moved, Zhou Xuanji went over, stabbed another sword at his ass, and then returned to his original position.
"Damn it..."
The man roared in anger and despair.
He's going to die here before he's powerful?
At this time.
A tiger demon ran down from the mountain. He looked frightened and covered with blood. It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce battle.
He passed by the boulder where Zhou Xuanji hid and didn't notice Zhou Xuanji.
Zhou Xuanji leaned on the formula of gathering Qi, as if it didn't exist.
The tiger demon noticed the man in the grass.
He grinned and said, "good boy, it's very obscene!"
He went straight over, broke the man's neck and killed him.
Then he took off the man's clothes, put them on himself, and lay down in another grass to hide.
As soon as he fell to the ground, he felt a sword stabbed in his ass, which was very painful, but an unspeakable feeling of crispness made him feel a little cool.
Zhou Xuanji stood behind him, shaking the blood on the soft sword.
"Bad!"
The tiger demon sighed in his heart that he was careless.
Zhou Xuanji dragged him out of the grass and then returned to the original boulder to escape.
After a while, several more people came down.
They were all stabbed by Zhou Xuanji's soft sword and collapsed to the ground.
Zhou Xuanji didn't kill him and deliberately let them lure the enemy.
That's it, cycle after cycle.
In less than half an hour, more than 100 figures lay nearby. Some people had demons. They were all desperate and could not move.
……
On the top of Qingsong mountain, two figures are fighting angrily, like two rainbow lights, crashing and crashing.
It's the Yangren dragon and the emperor!
Yangrenlong looks like emperor Yangxin, younger, wearing a golden robe and a golden dragon crown.
The emperor was bald, wearing a cassock and wearing a string of Buddha beads around his neck. Each Buddha bead was the size of a baby's head. His muscles were strong, his posture was bulging, and his whole body turned golden, just like a Buddha statue.
They were like gods fighting, shaking the Qingsong mountain. There were many friars and demon kings fighting on their own. Even the thick fog could not cover their shadow.
In the Imperial City, the noise shook the sky.
"The yangrenlong is so strong! It is worthy of being the son of heaven!"
"Sure enough, this meeting of heroes under the dome is the decisive battle between them!"
"The Golden Buddha, the emperor's great achievement in the imperial Buddha?"
"Too strong!"
"I feel like they'll lose both of them, and then others will take advantage of it."
"Hahaha, you're joking!"
Countless people and Demons talked in the city. After a period of time, participants flew to the edge of the Dharma array and shouted to admit defeat.
Many people were killed in the air before they arrived at the edge of the French array. The war was very fierce.
Xu Xianxuan ran quickly through the mountains. Where she passed, blood splashed and her cultivation outside the body were displayed incisively and vividly. No one could catch up with her.
She looked up at the sky. Under the sea of clouds, the yangrenlong and the emperor were like two suns, majestic.
"Hasn't he done it yet?"
Xu Xianxuan thought of Zhou Xuanji. With the strength of Zhou Xuanji, she will be able to compete with Yang Renlong and Emperor Yu.
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"This meeting of heroes under the dome is about to begin!"
The Xiongwu voice sounded again, resounding through the imperial city of Chaoge.
As the voice fell, Qingsong mountain began to vibrate violently. A translucent light curtain rose from the fog around Qingsong mountain and rushed into the sky, trapping the whole Qingsong mountain in it.
Rolling thunder clouds suddenly gathered.
The sea of clouds lined up and a figure fell slowly.
He was wearing a black imperial robe and a noble Diao with beads shaking.
He was domineering and dignified, like a mythical emperor, with his eyes overlooking the common people.
The son of heaven, Emperor Yangxin!
Zhou Xuanji looked up at him. It was the case with tens of thousands of strong people on Qingsong mountain.
Without expression, Emperor Yang Xin slowly said, "you are all heroes in the world. You are a powerful party. Today, we gathered at the under dome hero Conference for the sake of the word hero. The rules of this under dome hero conference are not as complex as those in the past."
"Ranked by survival time, the one who sticks to the last can win."
"Either die or fly to the edge of the Dharma array and ask to admit defeat."
"Remember, you must fly to the edge of the Dharma array and shout to admit defeat, or you will be killed, which is also life."
Emperor Yangxin's words moved everyone.
This rule is so cruel that the powerful can kill thousands of people with one move.
Fortunately, Qingsong mountain is unattainable. They can find a place to be obscene.
Zhou Xuanji raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not reject this rule, because it was the most time-saving rule.
"I declare that the meeting of heroes under the dome has officially begun!"
Emperor Yangxin shouted boldly, shaking the sky.
The voice fell, and an earth shaking terror broke out on the top of the Green Pine Mountain.
"I'm the dragon of Yangren. I'm waiting for you at the top of the mountain. Who dares to compete with me for the first place!"
A conceited and domineering voice came from the top of the mountain, overlooking the world and disdaining everything.
Zhou Xuanji got up slowly and a soft sword appeared in his hand.
Xu Xianxuan got up, glanced at the sword in his hand and asked, "aren't you going to do it directly?"
Zhou Xuanji said calmly, "I don't cut the weak."
He's doing his best now. How can he play in the back?
He is the spiritual spring cultivation!
The reserve of spiritual power can only be regarded as middle class in this under dome hero conference.
Xu Xianxuan took a deep look at him and said, "senior, why don't you and I join hands to join the top ten?"
Her cultivation is out of the body. Even by herself, it is easy to reach the top 50, but the top 10 is difficult.
Zhou Xuanji glanced at her and said proudly, "tigers always fight alone. Only weak wolves need to get together!"
With that, he ran directly down the mountain and quickly disappeared into the thick fog.
Xu Xianxuan was stunned. She was in a hurry and stamped her right foot in place twice.
"Hum!"
"I can talk big. I'm afraid."
She snorted coldly and ran up the hill.
Zhou Xuanji dived all the way and quickly came to a no man's land. He walked under a hard boulder.
The rocks of Qingsong mountain are very hard. Even if there is a big war above, there are not many falling stones.
Just as Zhou Xuanji sat down, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a man lying in the grass not far away.
He wore green clothes and a green scarf. Through the thick fog, he perfectly integrated with the grass.
"Shit! Voldemort!"
Zhou Xuanji was furious, then he took eight sword steps and came to the man's back step by step.
The soft sword stabbed forward.
"Ouch..."
The man let out a strange cry, like pain and pleasure, and let Zhou Xuanji slightly pick his eyebrows.
Huh?
I seem to have accidentally stabbed him in the middle of his ass.
The man gave a cry and stopped moving.
The soft sword began to work miraculously. The man was weak and didn't even have the strength to speak.
Zhou Xuanji returned to his place and waited quietly.
The man was in the grass, looking at him angrily and in horror. His eyes wanted to tear him to pieces.
The battle above is becoming more and more fierce. Even here, you can hear it clearly.
From time to time, bodies fall and disappear into the endless abyss.
Zhou Xuanji waited quietly.
After a incense burning time.
The Voldemort moved, Zhou Xuanji went over, stabbed another sword at his ass, and then returned to his original position.
"Damn it..."
The man roared in anger and despair.
He's going to die here before he's powerful?
At this time.
A tiger demon ran down from the mountain. He looked frightened and covered with blood. It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce battle.
He passed by the boulder where Zhou Xuanji hid and didn't notice Zhou Xuanji.
Zhou Xuanji leaned on the formula of gathering Qi, as if it didn't exist.
The tiger demon noticed the man in the grass.
He grinned and said, "good boy, it's very obscene!"
He went straight over, broke the man's neck and killed him.
Then he took off the man's clothes, put them on himself, and lay down in another grass to hide.
As soon as he fell to the ground, he felt a sword stabbed in his ass, which was very painful, but an unspeakable feeling of crispness made him feel a little cool.
Zhou Xuanji stood behind him, shaking the blood on the soft sword.
"Bad!"
The tiger demon sighed in his heart that he was careless.
Zhou Xuanji dragged him out of the grass and then returned to the original boulder to escape.
After a while, several more people came down.
They were all stabbed by Zhou Xuanji's soft sword and collapsed to the ground.
Zhou Xuanji didn't kill him and deliberately let them lure the enemy.
That's it, cycle after cycle.
In less than half an hour, more than 100 figures lay nearby. Some people had demons. They were all desperate and could not move.
……
On the top of Qingsong mountain, two figures are fighting angrily, like two rainbow lights, crashing and crashing.
It's the Yangren dragon and the emperor!
Yangrenlong looks like emperor Yangxin, younger, wearing a golden robe and a golden dragon crown.
The emperor was bald, wearing a cassock and wearing a string of Buddha beads around his neck. Each Buddha bead was the size of a baby's head. His muscles were strong, his posture was bulging, and his whole body turned golden, just like a Buddha statue.
They were like gods fighting, shaking the Qingsong mountain. There were many friars and demon kings fighting on their own. Even the thick fog could not cover their shadow.
In the Imperial City, the noise shook the sky.
"The yangrenlong is so strong! It is worthy of being the son of heaven!"
"Sure enough, this meeting of heroes under the dome is the decisive battle between them!"
"The Golden Buddha, the emperor's great achievement in the imperial Buddha?"
"Too strong!"
"I feel like they'll lose both of them, and then others will take advantage of it."
"Hahaha, you're joking!"
Countless people and Demons talked in the city. After a period of time, participants flew to the edge of the Dharma array and shouted to admit defeat.
Many people were killed in the air before they arrived at the edge of the French array. The war was very fierce.
Xu Xianxuan ran quickly through the mountains. Where she passed, blood splashed and her cultivation outside the body were displayed incisively and vividly. No one could catch up with her.
She looked up at the sky. Under the sea of clouds, the yangrenlong and the emperor were like two suns, majestic.
"Hasn't he done it yet?"
Xu Xianxuan thought of Zhou Xuanji. With the strength of Zhou Xuanji, she will be able to compete with Yang Renlong and Emperor Yu.
"This meeting of heroes under the dome is about to begin!"The Xiongwu voice sounded again, resounding through the imperial city of Chaoge.As the voice fell, Qingsong mountain began to vibrate violently. A translucent light curtain rose from the fog around Qingsong mountain and rushed into the sky, trapping the whole Qingsong mountain in it.Rolling thunder clouds suddenly gathered.The sea of clouds lined up and a figure fell slowly.He was wearing a black imperial robe and a noble Diao with beads shaking.He was domineering and dignified, like a mythical emperor, with his eyes overlooking the common people.The son of heaven, Emperor Yangxin!Zhou Xuanji looked up at him. It was the case with tens of thousands of strong people on Qingsong mountain.Without expression, Emperor Yang Xin slowly said, "you are all heroes in the world. You are a powerful party. Today, we gathered at the under dome hero Conference for the sake of the word hero. The rules of this under dome hero conference are not as complex as those in the past.""Ranked by survival time, the one who sticks to the last can win.""Either die or fly to the edge of the Dharma array and ask to admit defeat.""Remember, you must fly to the edge of the Dharma array and shout to admit defeat, or you will be killed, which is also life."Emperor Yangxin's words moved everyone.This rule is so cruel that the powerful can kill thousands of people with one move.Fortunately, Qingsong mountain is unattainable. They can find a place to be obscene.Zhou Xuanji raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not reject this rule, because it was the most time-saving rule."I declare that the meeting of heroes under the dome has officially begun!"Emperor Yangxin shouted boldly, shaking the sky.The voice fell, and an earth shaking terror broke out on the top of the Green Pine Mountain."I'm the dragon of Yangren. I'm waiting for you at the top of the mountain. Who dares to compete with me for the first place!"A conceited and domineering voice came from the top of the mountain, overlooking the world and disdaining everything.Zhou Xuanji got up slowly and a soft sword appeared in his hand.Xu Xianxuan got up, glanced at the sword in his hand and asked, "aren't you going to do it directly?"Zhou Xuanji said calmly, "I don't cut the weak."He's doing his best now. How can he play in the back?He is the spiritual spring cultivation!The reserve of spiritual power can only be regarded as middle class in this under dome hero conference.Xu Xianxuan took a deep look at him and said, "senior, why don't you and I join hands to join the top ten?"Her cultivation is out of the body. Even by herself, it is easy to reach the top 50, but the top 10 is difficult.Zhou Xuanji glanced at her and said proudly, "tigers always fight alone. Only weak wolves need to get together!"With that, he ran directly down the mountain and quickly disappeared into the thick fog.Xu Xianxuan was stunned. She was in a hurry and stamped her right foot in place twice."Hum!""I can talk big. I'm afraid."She snorted coldly and ran up the hill.Zhou Xuanji dived all the way and quickly came to a no man's land. He walked under a hard boulder.The rocks of Qingsong mountain are very hard. Even if there is a big war above, there are not many falling stones.Just as Zhou Xuanji sat down, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a man lying in the grass not far away.He wore green clothes and a green scarf. Through the thick fog, he perfectly integrated with the grass."Shit! Voldemort!"Zhou Xuanji was furious, then he took eight sword steps and came to the man's back step by step.The soft sword stabbed forward."Ouch..."The man let out a strange cry, like pain and pleasure, and let Zhou Xuanji slightly pick his eyebrows.Huh?I seem to have accidentally stabbed him in the middle of his ass.The man gave a cry and stopped moving.The soft sword began to work miraculously. The man was weak and didn't even have the strength to speak.Zhou Xuanji returned to his place and waited quietly.The man was in the grass, looking at him angrily and in horror. His eyes wanted to tear him to pieces.The battle above is becoming more and more fierce. Even here, you can hear it clearly.From time to time, bodies fall and disappear into the endless abyss.Zhou Xuanji waited quietly.After a incense burning time.The Voldemort moved, Zhou Xuanji went over, stabbed another sword at his ass, and then returned to his original position."Damn it..."The man roared in anger and despair.He's going to die here before he's powerful?At this time.A tiger demon ran down from the mountain. He looked frightened and covered with blood. It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce battle.He passed by the boulder where Zhou Xuanji hid and didn't notice Zhou Xuanji.Zhou Xuanji leaned on the formula of gathering Qi, as if it didn't exist.The tiger demon noticed the man in the grass.He grinned and said, "good boy, it's very obscene!"He went straight over, broke the man's neck and killed him.Then he took off the man's clothes, put them on himself, and lay down in another grass to hide.As soon as he fell to the ground, he felt a sword stabbed in his ass, which was very painful, but an unspeakable feeling of crispness made him feel a little cool.Zhou Xuanji stood behind him, shaking the blood on the soft sword."Bad!"The tiger demon sighed in his heart that he was careless.Zhou Xuanji dragged him out of the grass and then returned to the original boulder to escape.After a while, several more people came down.They were all stabbed by Zhou Xuanji's soft sword and collapsed to the ground.Zhou Xuanji didn't kill him and deliberately let them lure the enemy.That's it, cycle after cycle.In less than half an hour, more than 100 figures lay nearby. Some people had demons. They were all desperate and could not move.On the top of Qingsong mountain, two figures are fighting angrily, like two rainbow lights, crashing and crashing.It's the Yangren dragon and the emperor!Yangrenlong looks like emperor Yangxin, younger, wearing a golden robe and a golden dragon crown.The emperor was bald, wearing a cassock and wearing a string of Buddha beads around his neck. Each Buddha bead was the size of a baby's head. His muscles were strong, his posture was bulging, and his whole body turned golden, just like a Buddha statue.They were like gods fighting, shaking the Qingsong mountain. There were many friars and demon kings fighting on their own. Even the thick fog could not cover their shadow.In the Imperial City, the noise shook the sky."The yangrenlong is so strong! It is worthy of being the son of heaven!""Sure enough, this meeting of heroes under the dome is the decisive battle between them!""The Golden Buddha, the emperor's great achievement in the imperial Buddha?""Too strong!""I feel like they'll lose both of them, and then others will take advantage of it.""Hahaha, you're joking!"Countless people and Demons talked in the city. After a period of time, participants flew to the edge of the Dharma array and shouted to admit defeat.Many people were killed in the air before they arrived at the edge of the French array. The war was very fierce.Xu Xianxuan ran quickly through the mountains. Where she passed, blood splashed and her cultivation outside the body were displayed incisively and vividly. No one could catch up with her.She looked up at the sky. Under the sea of clouds, the yangrenlong and the emperor were like two suns, majestic."Hasn't he done it yet?"Xu Xianxuan thought of Zhou Xuanji. With the strength of Zhou Xuanji, she will be able to compete with Yang Renlong and Emperor Yu.
