Chapter 1257 Enerment

Sea of blood.

Ming, Xuanhe, Frederick and Shiyan floated outside the forbidden place, and they couldn't argue about the matter of bloodthirsty bones, and there was no conclusion.

"His bones, the preceptual spirit can perceive. The more bones he gets, the stronger the perception ability will be." Shi Yan made a statement, shook his arm and said, "Now, there are two bones to be obtained. Should the bones held by Qianhuanzong, Broken Hall and Tianshui Palace be asked back?"

"When you reach the top, ask for the owner's bones. This should not be a big problem." Xuanhe Road.

"Clind to the top?" Ming's eyes were faint, and he said in a gloomy and cold voice, "I don't agree. Why did he climb to the top?"

"As long as the five tamers agree to him to become the Lord, he will be the new Lord. When Sen Luo, Luo and Gru were there, we have confirmed this matter. You are also a participant. Why don't you abide by the agreement of that year?" Frederick roared and looked at Ming Hao with a ferocious expression.

"I naturally abide by what I agree with, but now there are only three leaders, and the other leaders have not been selected. Whether he can reach the top depends on God's will."

Ming Hui didn't want to say more. He snorted coldly, and his figure was like smoke and dissipated in an instant.

Although others left, the voice came from afar, "We are responsible for the arrangement of the closure of the island, preparing for the leading choice of the five islands of destruction, darkness, despair, corrosion and chaos."

"I'll arrange it." Frederick's stone rock nod slightly and immediately disappeared.

Xuanhe smiled indifferently and explained, "You must have five leaders to recognize you before you can be qualified to obtain the status of the Lord. Frederick and I will naturally agree that Torre and Bonten will compete for the leaders of the dark and corrosion department. They are all in the dual realm of the gods of the beginning, and there is no problem..."

Xuanhe carefully explained the rules they set in those years to Shi Yan, and also talked about Emperor Yang Qing, saying, "If he can win the leader of despair, this matter can be finalized, but for those who practice despair, one person has reached the realm of the first god, that person... It's not me and Frederick's people, should be with "

"The meaning of despair!" Shi Yan's eyes bloomed and grinned, "Go to that island, I have a way to help my grandfather win the first position!"

Xuanhe was stunned. He took a deep look at Shi Yan and nodded, "Okay!"

Two strange lights flashed and fell directly to the island of despair. On that island, dozens of people who practiced the mystery of despair were scattered alone. Emperor Yang Qing was one of them.

In the corner of the island, he calmly looked at a person in the distance, showing a fanatical desire to fight in his eyes.

That man is a ghost-striped clan. His whole skin is covered with cyan runes, and his face is the same. At a glance, it is extremely terrible and gloomy.

He is the realm of the first god, giving people a strange feeling of thin vitality, despair and silence. He sat in the corner of the island, in the white bone land around him, there was a strange and sad roar, as if he was struggling desperately.

He always closed his eyes and did not look at any more people on the island. He was indifferent to Yang Qingdi's gaze and indulged in his own artistic conception.

Yang Qingdi has regarded him as his main opponent. As soon as he came over, he aimed at him, with a crazy fighting atmosphere, and the magic blood was burning.

Although he only has a virtual god, the magic blood of the undead demon clan flows in his body. He absorbs the blood essence stone, and his body is unusually strong. Compared with the person of the ghost clan, if his divine body is not surprised, he should be able to gain the upper hand, but his strength is inferior to the other party because of

"Grandpa." Shi Yan gave a soft cry.

Emperor Yang Qing was shocked. He suddenly looked up and couldn't help shouting: "When did you come here?"

"Just arrived." Shi Yan smiled, and as soon as his consciousness turned, he covered the island of despair and had a detailed understanding of those who practiced the mystery of despair on the island.

"The battle for the first place will be held soon. Don't prepare the participants, leave the island and wait temporarily on the island of Ming, me and Freder. When the results are separated, you can return." The Xuanhe River did not fall, but suspended above the island, shouting loudly.

"In the past, the battle for the championship was regardless of life or death, but now the situation is different, and the inheritors of our eight mysteries have greatly weakened. Therefore, if we feel that we are not strong enough when winning the championship, as long as we take the initiative to leave the island, it will be regarded as giving up, and the opponent Of course, if you have to stick to one~~ Book Network www.shushuw.cn-update first release~~ War, knowing that you are invincible, you also ask for a glimmer of hope. If you insist on fighting, you will die..."

Xuanhe explained the rules indifferently. When he spoke, many low-level martial artists took the initiative to escape and went to the three islands of death, soul and corpse power.

Dozens of people who practice despair, in an all-time, most of them have gone.

At the end of the explanation of the rules of Xuanhe, there are only five people left on the island. Among the five people, Emperor Yang Qing's virtual god is one heaven, the realm is the lowest, the three virtual gods are three heavens, and the last one is the ghost tattoo clan, the first god is one heaven realm.

The three people at the peak of the virtual gods are ready to defeat the man and compete for the position of leader with the wonder of despair.

They have some confidence in themselves, and after listening to Yang Qingdi's detailed rules, they feel that if they are really invincible, they will leave early and will not fall into danger of their lives.

As the warriors leave one by one, in the corner of the island, the rock is also in action.

After he and Yang Qingdi talked a little, he let Yang Diduan sit down, let go of his heart, and accept the meaning of the power from Senluo.

Emperor Yang Qing did not hesitate to follow what he said. As soon as he sat down, there were wonderful fluctuations in the ring spirit. The power of Senluo Aoyi gathered by the ring spirit was exquisite and turned into an energy spring, which was directly poured into Yang Qingdi's heavenly spirit cover and entered the interior of his soul altar.

Emperor Yang Qing looked up at Xuanhe, winted at Xuanhe, and motioned Xuanhe to wait for a moment.

Xuanhe nodded slightly. He also looked down in surprise and looked at the direction above Yang Qingdi's head. His eyes showed his thoughts. Half a sound, Xuanhe's eyes showed a trace of gloom and a dark sigh.

He felt Senluo's breath from the energy spring. Senluo was a desperate leader in those years. Although he was lonely and extreme, he had a lot of friendship with him. The breath came from Senluo. Such a wonderful essence can only prove that Senluo has completely disappeared.

Although he had long known that Senluo should have lost his life, he was not really sure. Now, he is suddenly sad to see the combined energy spring of Senluo's first world, righteousness and the power of despair.

At this moment, Ming's voice sounded, "When will it start?"

When the voice fell, he stood next to Xuanhe and said, "Chaos and destroy the two islands. Under my arrangement, we are ready. Just wait for you and the three of us to fight for the championship. Frederick also arranged the darkness and corrosion of the two islands, and it's your side."

"I've met my benefactor." Suddenly, the ghost clan, who always closed his eyes and said, stood up respectfully and said sincerely after Ming Hui came over.

Ming Hao narrowed his eyes, nodded slightly, and said, "Fight for the position of leader is to return my kindness. You should work hard."

"Baku will live up to the expectations of his benefactor." The man said respectfully.

Xuanhe looked down at the man, snorted, and immediately said, "It will be fine in a while. You really have an arrangement. It seems that you are desperate to take the position of leader. You are ready to let Baku take it."

Ming Hao didn't move, "Didn't you also arrange with Frederick to compete with Bonten and Torre for the corrosion and the dark leader? If you can arrange it, I can naturally do it. It depends on which of us arranges well... It's a good arrangement."

He glanced at the stone rock coldly, and a trace of unknown color appeared in his eyes. He looked at the blood pattern ring again, and his figure shook and disappeared from here.

Under it, there was a strong wave of despair around Emperor Yang, such as indulging in the boundless sea of despair, with a ferocious expression and a painful appearance, as if to get rid of his soul from somewhere.

Shi Yan stood aside, guarded silently, and looked coldly at the four people around him who practiced the mystery of despair.

The four people, except for Baku's unchanged expression, the other three strong people at the peak of the virtual god all showed their shocked faces and looked deeply at Emperor Yang Qing, with a faint trace of fear.

In Yang Qingdi, they sensed the most profound and terrible fluctuations of the mystery of despair. That kind of fluctuation... took their minds and restrained their despair everywhere. This was like an equal-level perception, which made them secretly frightened.

The three of them closed their eyes and felt it. Their faces were gradually pale and they were terrmented. They had quietly made up their minds. After a while, they began to win the championship, and tried not to take the initiative to provoke Yang Qingdi first.

Xuanhe's eyes showed a strange light, nodded darkly, and looked at Yang Qingdi's expression, full of a trace of respect.

Half a sound, Emperor Yang Qing let out a roar of a fierce beast. His magic blood was boiling all over. He suddenly woke up and turned around, and his eyes showed a touch of scarlet. He took a deep breath, slowly calmed down, and said to Chong Shiyan, "It's okay."

Shi Yan took a look at him and found that he was still just a virtual god, but... the fluctuation on his body was extremely mysterious. As if it was gradually climbing, the divine power seemed to be merging wonderfully, and every moment it was becoming powerful.

"Would you like to... give you some more time?" Stone rock road.

"No."

Emperor Yang Qing shook his head and grinned proudly, "Give me more time, it will not be difficult to fight, and it will become very boring. At this time, the power of the realm is not fully integrated, and I am still at a disadvantage. In this way, the battle will be happy and can I be more satisfied.

Shi Yan was surprised, and then smiled and said, "Okay."

He pulled out and returned to the sky, stood side by side with Xuanhe, and said, "It's time to start."

Jumping far away, he found that on the islands of darkness, destruction, chaos, and corrosion of the dead island, there were also the runners waiting, one by one fierce breath to the sky, ready to take action, throwing blood for the position of the leader.

Ferran and Leanna, beside the corroded and dark island, looked worried and stared at the inside of the island, where there were people they cared about.

"Ming Hui, Frederick, you can start!" Suddenly, the Xuanhe River roared, which penetrated the blood cloud, like thunder, resounding through the islands of the blood sea.

In the distance, Ming and Frederick also responded with a roar. In the sound of dragons and tigers, the sea of blood set off huge waves, and many whirlpools in the sky turned.

Their roar seemed to open some wonderful formation, causing a huge change in the sea of blood.