[The last three days of the preliminary round of the Glory Championship, please give me a thumbs up!]

As the last dragon head returned, the Central Plains righteous path began to pay attention to the direction of Shiliu Island.

Although the distance is extremely long, the Heavenly Controller can project remotely, and the people of the righteous path naturally have various means to monitor it.

With the destruction of Shiliu Island and the power of terror extinction erupted, the monitors have begun to return to reports quickly.

With the thought of the evil god of Baqi, he couldn't wait to step into the game of Shenzhou, the journey would not be too long.

The battlefield of good and evil.

All the evil kings of heaven and the saints and scholars Wushuang met again.

Compared to the first time the two were incomplete, the strength of both sides has changed drastically this time.

The roaring aura erupted from the two of them unscrupulously, causing the storm to change color and thunder to roar.

When King Asura saw the evil kings of the heavens attack, he snorted coldly and took back the sword. He retreated with Lord Gui Qi and others. His injuries were not serious because in the previous battle, neither side had used a real killing move.

Otherwise, with his strength, even Ji Xuan Valley would not be unscathed.

As the power of the holy evil dispersed from the two of them, an invisible pressure covered everyone's heads, making people breathless.

"A evil in the past, the gods are injuring the only ones who have defeated all the heavens."

The evil kings of the heavens raised their arms slightly, and the curse-divine Libra hanging in their hands swayed in the wind. A cold and arrogant evil aura soared into the sky, making everyone look disgusted.

"The state of the evil kings in the world is stronger than before!"

The Ghost Qi Lord narrowed his eyes slightly and said to himself, "It seems that something happened during this period that I don't know."

"Where is the body, the righteousness exists!"

The blue sky crystal sword in Ji Xuangu's hand emits a bright light, resonating with the sun and the moon, and shaking with the sky and the earth.

The sonorous words spread thousands of miles, and the heaven and earth witnessed them together.

"Then let Zhao witness your righteousness!"

The evil kings of the heavens suddenly clenched their fists, and the next moment, the man had disappeared from the spot, clenched his hand with the Libra of the Curse God and punched out.

Faced with a strong punch, Ji Xuangu responded with the same move.

Bang!

The two fissures were striking, and the first one was shocked.

The evil kings of heaven and the saints and scholars remained motionless. The next moment, the fists and palms of both sides intertwined, and the changes were unpredictable.

After a while, with another pair of palms, the two of them took three steps back and opened the distance between them.

"It seems that the final decision will be decided by you and Zhao."

The evil kings of heaven spoke again, and the curse of the gods in their hands disappeared, and replaced by the Ultimate Emperor of the Underworld.

The two immortal divine weapons felt threats from each other and immediately burst into dazzling light.

The holy power and the evil power echo each other.

The last game of Death.

It's also the most extreme game.

"Three days!"

Suddenly, the evil kings of heaven moved slightly, and their plans changed. They stretched out three fingers, "You will finally decide in three days."

"Three days are three days!"

Ji Xuangu narrowed his eyes slightly, then snorted coldly and said.

He didn't know what the other party was trying to make, but now the Emperor Confucian Sutra does need time to recover.

Moreover, Ji Xuangu did not want to fight against the evil kings of the heavens. He had to kill a sword, but not for the heavens, but for the evil gods of the Eight.

Compared with the evil kings of the heavens, the evil god of Baqi poses a greater threat to Shenzhou.

The battle between good and evil was temporarily stopped because the evil kings of heaven and the saints and scholars had their own thoughts, but the righteous path of the Central Plains also felt that the wind and storm were coming and the wind was coming.

On the way back from the evil kings of heaven, they encountered an unexpected person blocking the way.

...

Dingfeng lives inside,

Tan Wuyu and Yan Wuxin collected other materials together.

Nie Han glanced at the two of them, slowly put down the wine pot and stood up, "It seems that there is only one last condition left now."

"Have you found someone with strong foundations and willing to sacrifice for justice?"

"Today, there are very few people with such qualifications. I wonder if Shenzhu can give me some advice?"

Tan Wuyu asked slightly bowed.

"Those who have such a spirit and sufficient foundation are nothing more than Confucianism and Buddhism."

"oh?"

Tan Wuyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said, "Does Mr. Nie refer to the Saint and Religious Wushuang?"

"The Saint Ru Wushuang is indeed the best choice. His body has a strong restraint on all evil demons. With him completing the sword of death, the power of the divine sword is probably even stronger than expected before."

Nie Han's eyes flashed slightly, and he nodded and said.

"Oh? Since that's the case, I will invite the Saint Confucian Master to come and talk. With the mind of the Saint Confucian Master, I should be willing to sacrifice for the people!"

Tan Wuyu narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly chuckled. After saying that, he turned around and said to Yan Wuxin beside him, saying, "Let's go!"

Looking at the two of them leaving, Nie Han suddenly sneered at the corner of his mouth, and a trace of evil spirit appeared between his eyebrows, but it was very different from the past.

At this time, there was an extra red hair behind Nie Han, who had a non-mainstream dress and a person dressed in the same style as the Bailian Tianzun of the Fire Tribe.

But at this moment he had defected to the command of the Evil God of Baqi.

"Nie Han, do you think Ji Xuan Valley is willing to sacrifice?"

He looks very popular, but what he says gives people a sense of coldness.

Nie Han took a sip of the wine in the pot without panic and said lightly: "There will be someone who will spread the news, and he will not be able to choose at that time!"

Tan Wuyu, who left Dingfengju, also had his eyes flashing, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Wuxin raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help asking, "What are you laughing at?"

"You are all the same in nature, taking people as sacrifices, but ignoring others' feelings."

"This is the essence of the world. If you want to gain something, you must give."

Tan Wuyu said calmly, but he did not tell the story of his change in his attitude towards Nie Han. He already had some doubts, but he could know some things himself.

...

On the other side.

Outside the elves, the army of ghost clans finally arrived.

The Eight-faced Ghost Rong served as the head coach and was full of energy.

"The people in the world who call themselves emperors will be destroyed today!"

The eight-faced ghost Rong waved his pole in his hand, and the ghost soldiers immediately roared and rushed forward.

The elf world is naturally ready.

Although the elves are not happy to fight, they were shocked and angry when they saw the ghost clan talking about the scene where no grass was born.

In addition to the changes made by the Forbidden City Liyu, strong soldiers were also gathered.

The battle between the two sides began in an instant, and the sound of fighting resounded throughout the world, and the blood of the ghost clan and the elves mixed together, dyeing the earth red.

The Eight-faced Ghost Rong looked at everything coldly. The ghost clan was already tyrannical, so he didn't agree with the sacrifice.

On the other hand, the elves watched their compatriots fall in the hands of the ghost soldiers, and their eyes were filled with indignation.

The violent auras that soar into the sky were mixed together, and thunder roared and blood rain poured down.

It seems to be mourning everything.

Inside the world of the elves.

Yu Shaoliu crossed the steps back and forth, and even muttered, "I knew that the Forbidden City Yiyu would never have a good result as the lord of the elf. I didn't expect it to come so soon!"

With anxiety in his heart, Yu Shaoliu couldn't help but ask the maid in front of him: "Where is the Lord of the Communist Party now?"
Chapter completed!