Marquis of Grand Xia

The ten palaces of Yan Luo, the time passed, and all the ten palaces of Yan Luo could not be closed, preparing for the debate between the two realms soon.

The Hall of Lord Yan Luo, the fierce anger, the powerful coercion permeated, filled the entire primitive star.

In Yinhai Ghost Prison, a king of the ghost family felt the dreadful power from the distant Yanluo Temple, and his heart was a little dull.

"My king."

Elder Ghost Clan stepped forward, respectfully, and said, "The Clan seems to have something to happen."

"I know."

On the bone throne, the ghost king nodded and said.

"Is n’t it strange that the king, since my clan surrendered to the human clan, the thirteen throne has never assigned any tasks to us. Now, the human clan apparently conspired for major events, but the clan still has n’t received any news and instructions. Didn't the thirteenth Highness believe in us at all? "Said the elder ghost elder Shen.

"Trust can be established overnight."

On the throne, the ghost king sighed and said, "Wait patiently. The ghost race and the human race are now tied to the same boat. Only when the human race obtains the strength of this war can the ghost race keep it safely."

The elder of the ghost clan heard, silenced, and turned to the human clan. He did not know whether it was right or wrong, and the human clan with obvious strength was in a weak position. How would he fight the powerful primitive devil?

"Yin Ji, you go to the prefecture and ask if there is a place where the ghost family can work now?" The ghost king said calmly.

"Ok."

Not far away, Yin Ji walked out, respectfully saluted, and immediately turned back.

Before long, one of the ten halls of Yan Luo, in front of the Hall of Kings, Yin Ji stepped forward, looking at the thirteen His Highness intently on the healing in front, and respectfully performed a salute and said, "His Royal Highness."

In the Hall of King Yan Luo, Ning Chen felt that his eyes looked at the former calmly and said, "What's the matter?"

"The ghost king sent me to ask if there is anything that needs the help of the ghost race now?" Yin Ji said with a look.

Ning Chen heard the words, squinted slightly, and said, "No need for the moment, you go back and tell the ghost king. Soon, there will be a good show between the human race and the original magic realm. Then the ghost kings will be invited to come to help the array."

Yin Ji has heard that the eyes are more colorful, what is the matter, actually involved the original magic realm.

In the palace of the king, Ning Chen said nothing more, closed his eyes, and continued to recuperate and heal the wounds.

In front of him, Yin Ji saw it, turned around silently, and flew towards the Yinhai ghost prison.

"Do you really distrust them?"

Behind Ning Chen, the peacock asked.

"Trust, it's hard."

Ning Chen calmly said, "We need to prove that the human race is worthy of the trust of the ghost race, and the ghost race should also show their sincerity. Now, it is still too early, and before they show their convincing strength, they arrogantly trust and have nothing. significance."

Peacock nodded, it is true, only if you are strong enough to deter followers, human race, too need to prove their strength.

After a short episode, the Hall of Lord Yan Luo resumed like this. With the help of the peacock, Ning Chen continued to recuperate the wounded body, and the magic energy revived and surged.

Just as the kings of the local government tried their best to prepare for the debate between the kings of the two realms, the Ziwei **** realm, the master of the **** realm, appeared in person to discuss specific matters with the emperors of the magic realm.

The negotiations were not smooth, and the two sides were arguing over the details. It took three months for the two sides to reach a consensus, and the day of the debate was near.

When the news came, a king in the local government opened his eyes and walked out of the palace one after another.

"Let's go."

Ning Chen glanced at the crowd and said quietly. Immediately, the figure flashed and flew towards the starry sky.

In front of the palaces of the kings, all the kings of the human races who could appear on the stage set foot on them and caught up.

The eyes of the kings responsible for staying behind looked at Skyrim, rushing far away, and all eyes were worried.

This battle, which concerns the future of the entire human race, should not be lost.

The ghost clan, Yinhai ghost prison, headed by the ghost king, Yin Ji, and three ghost clan elders set off together, chasing the kings of the prefecture away.

At the junction of Shake Light Star Field and Red Luan Star Field, the three emperors of the human race and the four statues of the Demon Realm all appeared, and they joined forces to open the battlefield.

Small worlds appear, or inflamed hell, or ice and snow, or magical sky, or shining in the light ... A very different small world, one after another, adds more variables to the upcoming debate between the two realms.

At this moment, all parties in the starry sky came rushing by, streaming directly towards their camp.

On the side of the magical realm, in the small world opened by the four magical realm emperors, a strong man representing the original magical realm appeared, and the powerful Wang Wei shocked people.

Xuan Mo, Asura, Xuan Qi, Jia Lou Luo, Xuan Lie, Luo Jia, Dark Moon Witch ... One after another, the masters of the Demon Realm standing at the top of the King Realm appeared, with the Demon Royal Family as the Lord, the other four The big royal family also has strong men to go out, the candidates are unpredictable.

Similarly, on the side of the human race, Ning Chen, Peacock, Xia Ziyi, Lord Xiaoyue, Mu Qianshu and other people arrived together. Then, when the night master and the ancient Holy Sky arrived, the strong human race arrived, and they were preparing for the war that began immediately Final preparation.

The debate is about to begin. In the small world, the Lord of the Realm looked at the fellow soldiers in Tsing Yi beside him, and looked solemnly, "Is it too late?"

"It should be too late."

Tsing Yi Xiang nodded and said with a narrow voice, "It's almost time to count."

The words fell in the distance, and in the distance, a stream of blue light came galloping, dancing gracefully, and the eyes were beautiful.

"this is?"

In front of the kings of the human race, Ning Chen felt, and looked at the distant starry sky, his expression slightly trembling.

Sister Butterfly!

On the side of the original Demon Realm, a master of the Demon Clan also saw the streamer flying from afar, and his face flashed with different colors.

It ’s only now, is the Terran ’s secret weapon?

"Who is she?" Xuan Lie frowned and asked.

"I haven't seen it before, it should be a master who is deliberately hidden by the human race." Darkmoon woke up.

"The intensity of the breath is average, and no matter how powerful it is, where can it be?" Jia Lou Luo snorted coldly, dismissively.

"Not to be underestimated."

Aside, Asura, the demon **** of war, said coldly, "There are too many amazing masters among the human race, and underestimating the enemy will only expose your ignorance."

Gauluo heard that his breath was stagnant, but he could not refute it.

In the human race, in the small world, the butterfly in the flower came, and after the kings of the human race ~ shocked, they quickly recovered.

"Sister Butterfly."

Ning Chen looked at the blue-haired woman in front of her and called out.

In front, the beautiful woman standing barefoot, petite, but with unimaginable tenacity, the sword goddess of flowers returns, adding more fighting power to the human race.

"Brother, long time no see."

Hua Zhongdie looked at the young man in front of her, with a sweet smile on her face, said.

"Don't the lady come with Sister Butterfly?"

Ning Chen puzzled.

"The lady is too far away in the chaos of space. You may not be able to return before the end of this debate. However, Venerable Longevity said that the lady is okay, don't worry." Hua Zhongdie said softly.

Ning Chen heard her words and nodded her head slightly. She felt a little regret in her heart. It was a pity that the Queen could not fight.

In the rear, Liming looked at the woman in front and said, "Since Butterfly Girl rushes back, the decision is over, let Butterfly Girl play."

"Ok."

Ning Chen nodded his head. This is an unquestionable thing. His knife technique was followed by Sister Butterfly. Although it is still passable, there is still a big gap compared with Sister Butterfly.

"Despite the decision on the sword, Zhiming does not need to play again, but, sword and palm fight, Zhiming must take one of the rounds."

Mu Qianshu opened his mouth and condensed his voice. The strength of Zhiming was among the best among the Kings of the Human Race. If Mingzhi did not participate in the war, it would be too much loss for the Human Race.

"The sword is the strongest, and it is better to play in the game of sword." Luo Xingchen said.

In addition to Xia Ziyi, the kings nodded and agreed.

"inappropriate."

At the rear, the peacock spoke, condensing his voice, "Even if it is a fatal prince, in the face of Xuan Qi, the odds are not big. You should understand that in this battle, each duel has its limits. Under the suppression of absolute superiority, Xuan Qi is almost invincible. The power of destiny lies in balance. This battle is too restrictive for him and the odds are slim. "

The kings heard the words, and after thinking carefully, they fell silent.

"The decision on the sword can only be beaten. In fact, it doesn't make a big difference who plays," Ning Chen said.

"This game, I will still come." Xia Ziyi calmly said.

"Friend, you should know that the chance of winning in this battle is extremely low." Ning Chen said with a look.

"I understand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Xia Ziyi said lightly," This game, after all, someone needs to play, right? "

"In this case, the Zhiminghou will take my place in the palm of the hand."

The peacock opened his mouth and said straightly, "No matter whether the opponent is Luo Jia or Xuan Lie, the foundation of Ji Ming Hou is inferior. In this battle, Ji Ming Hou appears, it is more appropriate than me."

"Ok."

Ning Chen nodded and responded. In this way, perhaps the best result.

During the conversation between the people, the time for martial arts is approaching. Between the two camps, the development of one small world has been completed. The six small worlds are constantly turning, like six reincarnations, unpredictable.

"Now we are going to draw the first debate category."

At this moment, above the void, the emperor of the original Demon Realm and Human Race spoke.

"I'll go."

In the Terran camp, Liming said softly, and flew towards the sky.

In the Magic Realm camp, the Darkmoon woke up and flew towards the sky together.

In the void, the two came, and before a huge runner, they reached out and pressed together on the runner.

At the next moment, the sky was full of glow, the runner turned, and the five big characters of knife, gun, sword, halberd, and palm constantly changed, affecting everyone's heart here.

After counting the interest, the runner stopped, and in front of everyone, a huge halberd appeared, dazzling.

"Galoro, it's your turn."

Ashura looked at the man on the side and said.

"Ok."

Galuro responded lightly, and immediately swept forward.

In the human race, in the eyes of everyone, the Night Lord walked out and looked calmly, "I will bring back this victory."

As the words fell, the figure of the Night Lord flew out and flew towards the small world ahead.