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Mu Qianxi said: "Shengyue Clan, fifty people."

There are only less than one-tenth of the Shengyue clan in the Shengyue clan. Everyone thinks that the Shengyue clan is doomed.

"Fifty, there are fifty?" They were also very surprised.

After all, Xingyue Sacred Lake opens a batch of waste every year. According to their estimation, there are at most 20 or 30 people from the Sacred Moon Clan, and these 50 people have already exceeded their expectations.

Fifty clansmen stood behind Mu Qianxi, a saint, and they indeed showed the strength of the Lingzun level, enough to participate in the battle.

The Saint Star Clan was in an uproar, "They...their strength has improved."

"This is impossible!"

"..."

People of the same age as the Shengyue clan and the Shengxing clan are naturally familiar with each other.

In particular, there were some people who had absorbed a lot of holy power and fell to the realm.

However, now that they have climbed up to the level of Lingzun again, they thought it would take at least ten or twenty years!

Mu Qianxi looked at the Patriarch of the Saint Star and said: "The people of your Saint Star clan seem to be a little guilty because they have done too many bad things, and some are afraid of our revenge! Seeing that they are so scared, you are sure not to add people to your clan ?”

The patriarch of the Holy Star was stunned. They were already ten times the number of the opponent, and the opponent asked them to add people. I'm afraid it's not crazy!

"Nonsense, we are not afraid!"

"We were able to win before, and now we will definitely win."

"Saint Xi of the Holy Moon Clan, you are so crazy! Your clan doesn't even have a Holy Son, and you are the only one supporting the scene, and you don't know where the confidence comes from?"

It is impossible for the Saint Star Clan to add more people, this is already the most people in him, they are not as talented as the stars of the Saint Sun Clan.

Mu Qianxi looked at Sheng Ninghao and the elders and said, "Seniors, what do you think of our Shengyue Clan's saint son who defeated the most enemies this time besides me?"

The Shengzi of the Shengyue Clan can't be empty, mainly because after having the dazzling existence of Sheng Qingchen, there is no suitable one.

Mu Qianxi looked at her elder brother who was like a breeze, but the Shengyue clan must feel ashamed for losing the elder brother Shengzi, and she wanted to fill this vacancy a long time ago.

The patriarch and elders also agreed, saying: "Okay!"

The patriarch of the Holy Star said: "The place of the competition is in the Yuehua Mountains, and if you Shengyue clan lose this time, you will also give up the Yuehua Mountains."

Sheng Ninghao said: "What about you?"

"Cangyue Valley on the right side of Yuehua Mountain Range." The Saint Star patriarch said.

That was originally theirs, the territory they lost last year.

"Okay!" Sheng Ninghao nodded.

If he can win a piece, he believes that the Holy Moon Clan will get better and better, and one day the Holy Star Clan will spit out everything they eat.

The elder of the Shengri clan said: "The two sides have reached an agreement, then please choose the place for the battle. Yuehua Mountains or Cangyue Valley. Last year, Shengyue Valley lost, so you can choose."

Sheng Ninghao said: "Xiao Xi, you are the team leader, you decide."

"Of course it's the Yuehua Mountains, we know each other well." It happened that the first place she came to the Holy Land was also the Yuehua Mountains.

The rules of the competition are very simple. The younger generation of the two races entered the Yuehua Mountains and defeated each other in one day.

After dawn tomorrow, you can leave Yuehua Mountains until noon.

Which clan can come out with the most people, even if that clan wins?

There is a ten-fold difference in the number of the two clans, one is fifty-one and the other is five hundred. The Shengyue clan has no chance of winning.

After all, as long as one-tenth of the Saint Star Clan survives, they can win.

Moreover, the Holy Moon Clan might not have that strength, causing the Saint Star Clan to lose more than nine-tenths of their people.

"The competition begins!" said the elder of the Shengri Clan.

Mu Qianxi waved: "Let's go."

Fifty figures rushed into the Yuehua Mountains, followed by five hundred people from the Saint Star Clan.

It's just that they left 100 people near the entrance, and the remaining 400 people went to chase the Shengyue people.

That is to say, even if the Holy Moon Clan defeats the four hundred people, they still have to come here before dawn to stop the hundred people and defeat them so that there are fewer than fifty people to win. This is too difficult.

After they entered, the elders of the Shengri clan opened a circular array.

One after another holy light rushed out, and they could see everything that happened in Yuehua Forest from outside.

The contest between the two races is not allowed to cause death.

The race of the Holy Race is not that huge, and the Holy Lord does not like the clansmen to kill each other.

The people of the Holy Star Clan were about to catch up with those of the Holy Moon Clan soon, and then they started, and the people of the Holy Moon Clan scattered around.

One of them, a little pitiful, was trembling with fright, "There are so many enemies! It's so scary..."

In the midst of this confusion, he fled in haste and got lost with his party.

If you don't keep up with your team, you will die faster.

An insignificant person, everyone no longer pays attention to her.

Shengqiu said: "Saint Xi, admit defeat! You can't win no matter what?"

"Hey! I can't win, so think about how you lost last time?" Mu Qianxi smiled lightly.

"The last time was different from this time. Those people were too weak to participate in this battle, including Sheng Yao. You underestimated us because you won by chance last time, so you made a mistake." Sheng Yao Qiu Dao.

"Really? Then let me see how strong you guys can be?"

Mu Qianxi raised her hand, and the dazzling holy light shot away.

Shengqiu said: "Come with me, pester her! She is the biggest trouble.

As long as she is entangled, it won't take long for others to clean up. "

The Saint Star Clan is absolutely generous, mobilizing two hundred people just to deal with Mu Qianxi alone.

"Boom!" However, Mu Qianxi easily dodged the combined attack of the two hundred of them.

Mu Qianxi appeared above them and said: "Moonlight shrouds."

A full moon appeared in the sky, and these people couldn't get out of the place where the light of the full moon shone.

Mu Qianxi trapped more than 200 people in this way, and then said to the other partners: "I have restrained them, you retreat first!"

"Yes, Holy Maiden!" The forty or so of them formed their own teams and swept towards each direction.

Shengqiu said: "Don't let them run away, chase them! Don't let any one go."

Those who were not shrouded by the holy light immediately chased after them, and a battle of pursuit will start in the Yuehua Forest.

Shengqiu said: "Sheng Jiuxi, so what if you sacrifice yourself to give them a chance to escape? How long do you think they can escape? As for you, we have so many people here, even if it is exhausted, your holy power will be exhausted." .”

Seeing that such a little girl had to deal with more than two hundred people, Mu Qingchen frowned slightly.

This is not easy to deal with, it will be very hard. Mu Qianxi said: "I'm afraid that you will run away and I'm too lazy to chase one by one, so I want to trap you all here! Who gave you the confidence to think that if you have more people, you can defeat me?"