"This hero conference under the dome is about to begin!"

The powerful voice sounded again, resounding throughout Chaoge Imperial City.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingsong Mountain began to tremble violently. A translucent light curtain rose from the heavy fog around Qingsong Mountain, and rushed straight into the sky, trapping the entire Qingsong Mountain in it.

Rolling thunder clouds suddenly gathered.

The sea of ​​clouds lined up and a figure slowly fell down.

He was wearing a black imperial robe and a noble crown and shaking pearls.

He is domineering in shape and majestic in appearance, like the emperor in myth, looking down at the common people with his eyes.

Emperor Shang, Emperor Yang Xin!

Zhou Xuanji looked up at him, and the tens of thousands of strong people on Qingsong Mountain were like this.

Emperor Yang Xin said slowly without expression: "You are all heroes in the world, and they are powerful. Today, they gathered at the Heroes Conference under the Dome, all for the word "heroes". The rules of this Heroes Conference under the Dome are not as complicated as those of the previous generations."

“List by surviving time, those who stick to the last will win.”

"Either die or fly to the edge of the magic circle and ask to admit defeat."

"Remember, you must fly to the edge of the magic circle and then shout to admit defeat, otherwise you will be killed, and that's a life."

Emperor Yang Xin's words moved everyone.

This rule is so cruel. A powerful person can kill thousands of people with one move.

Fortunately, Qingsong Mountain is unattainable, so they can find a place to become vulgar.

Zhou Xuanji raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not reject this rule because it was the most time-saving rule.

"I announce that the Heroes of the Dome have officially begun!"

Emperor Yang Xin shouted domineeringly, trembling with the sky.

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura erupted from the top of Qingsong Mountain.

"I am a man dragon in Naiyang, I am waiting for you on 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, looking down on the world and despised everything.

Zhou Xuanji slowly stood up, and a soft sword appeared in his hand.

Xu Xianxuan then stood up, glanced at the sword in his hand, and asked, "Are you not going to do your best?"

Zhou Xuanji said calmly: "I will not kill the weak."

He is doing his best now, how can he fight later?

He is only able to cultivate the Lingquan realm!

The spiritual power reserves can only be considered mid-level in this year's Heroes Conference.

Xu Xianxuan glanced at him deeply and said, "Senior, why not join forces and join forces to enter the top ten together?"

Her cultivation level is in the out-of-body realm. Even if she relies on herself, it is easy to enter the top fifty, but the top ten are difficult.

Zhou Xuanji glanced at her and said proudly: "Tigers have always fought alone, and only weak wolves need to gather together!"

After saying that, he ran straight down the mountain and quickly disappeared into the thick fog.

Xu Xianxuan was stunned, and suddenly became angry, and stomped her right foot twice on the spot.

"snort!"

"I really know how to talk big, I'm obviously afraid."

She snorted coldly and ran up the mountain.

Zhou Xuanji dived all the way and quickly came to an unmanned land. He walked under a hard boulder.

The rocks in Qingsong Mountain are very hard. Even though the battle has begun above, there are not many stones that have fallen down.

As soon as Zhou Xuanji sat down, he suddenly saw a man lying in the grass not far away.

He was wearing green and a green scarf. With the thick fog, he perfectly merged with the grass.

"Damn! Voldemort!"

Zhou Xuanji felt a little harsh, and then used the Eight Sword Steps to come behind the man in one step.

The soft sword is facing forward once.

"Oh..."

The man screamed strangely, as if it was painful and refreshing, which made Zhou Xuanji raise his eyebrows slightly.

Um?

I really want to stab his butt in the middle.

The man called out and stopped moving.

The soft Mianmian Sword began to exert its magical effect, and the man was already weak and had no strength to speak.

Zhou Xuanji returned to his original place and waited quietly.

The man was in the grass, looking at him in anger and horror, and his eyes were eager to tear him into pieces.

The battle above became more and more intense, and even if you were here, you could hear it clearly.

From time to time, corpses fall down and disappear into the endless abyss.

Zhou Xuanji was waiting quietly.

After one stick of incense.

The Voldemort moved for a moment, Zhou Xuanji walked over, stabbed his butt again, and then returned to his original position.

"Damn it..."

The man roared in anger and despair in his heart.

Before he could show his might, he was about to die here in a grievance?

At this time.

A tiger demon ran down from the mountain. He looked frightened and covered in blood. He was obviously just experiencing a fierce battle.

He passed by the huge rock where Zhou Xuanji was hiding and did not notice Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji relied on the technique of restraining Qi as if he did not exist.

The tiger demon noticed the man in the grass.

He grinned and said, "Good boy, it's very vulgar!"

He walked over directly, twisted the man's neck and killed him.

Then he took off the man's clothes, put them on himself, and then lay down to another grass to hide.

As soon as he lay down, he felt a stab at his butt, which hurt very much, but an unspeakable numbness made him feel a little refreshed.

Zhou Xuanji stood behind him and shook the blood on the soft sword.

"Oops!"

The tiger demon lamented in his heart, but he was still careless.

Zhou Xuanji dragged him out of the grass and then returned to the original boulder to hide.

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 did not kill him, so he deliberately asked them to lure the enemy.

That's it, it's repeated.

In less than half an hour, more than a hundred figures were lying down nearby. Some people had monsters, all of them were desperate and unable to move.

...

On the top of Qingsong Mountain, two figures were fighting angrily, like two rainbow lights, constantly ramming.

It is Yang Renlong and Emperor Yu!

Yang Renlong looks very much like Emperor Yang Xin, and is younger. He is wearing a golden robe and a golden dragon emperor crown on his head, and is full of domineeringness.

Emperor Yuze was bald, wearing a cassock and a string of Buddhist beads around his neck. Each of them had a baby's head. His muscles were strong and he was bulging. His whole body turned golden, like a Buddha statue.

The two of them were like gods fighting, which made Qingsong Mountain tremble continuously. There were many monks and demon kings below each fighting each other, and even the thick fog could not cover their figures.

In the imperial city, the noise was shaking the sky.

"Yang Renlong is so strong! He is worthy of being the son of destiny!"

"Sure enough, this Heroes of the Dome is the decisive battle between them!"

"The golden Buddha statue, has the Emperor's Buddha's achievements been made?"

"Too strong!"

"I feel like they will lose both sides and then others will take advantage of the situation."

"Hahaha, you're joking!"

Countless people and monsters were talking in the city. Every time, participants flew to the edge of the magic circle and shouted to admit defeat.

Many people were killed in the air before they arrived at the edge of the magic circle, and the battle was extremely tragic.

Xu Xianxuan ran quickly in the mountains. Wherever she passed, blood splattered, and her cultivation level was fully demonstrated, and no one could catch up with her.

She looked up at the sky. Under the sea of ​​clouds, Yang Renlong and Emperor Yu were like two suns, majestic.

"Have he not taken action yet?"
Chapter completed!