Ancient Godly Monarch

The old voice of the old man is so close to the heavens and the earth that there seems to be a magical power that makes countless people feel at ease.

Even those who came to watch, there seems to be blood in the chest, the big summer star movement, has become a trend, is there a fatal person born?

Who is the main ups and downs of this big summer?

The old man's look is still the same, looking at the infinite figure below, this time came to participate in the battle of the destiny list, the people who won the ancient luck, still as the past, more than 10,000 people.

The strength of this 10,000 people is mostly the weight of the Yuanfu. Without strength, they will not come to participate in the battle of the destiny.

Although it seems a lot, but looking at the entire summer, thousands of people, one of the sea.

Moreover, among these people, they will continue to be eliminated. First of all, they must get tickets for the battle.

At this point, the old man of the celestial plane opened his mouth again and said with aloud: "At this moment, you can go to the ancient road of the emperor, and you can hit the top of the drum, you can hit it continuously. If the drum sound is less than nine, you will leave."

The drums, the first level, the number of people is too many, need to eliminate a lot.

The nine-faced giant drum above the ancient order is extremely difficult to play, can not play nine rings, and has no qualification for the gate of the Great Summer Dynasty.

Moreover, this giant drum can be hit continuously, but it is impossible to make the drum sound broken, the drum sound is interrupted, and the subsequent sound is also invalid.

More than 10,000 people walked out one after another, and they walked on the ninety-nine steps, with solemn meaning, no one was in the air, they were all step by step and took the ancient road. This is the ancient Respect for the road.

Finally, the first person climbed the ninety-nine steps and walked to the middle of the giant drum. He saw his robe swelled, and a strong breath permeated him, keeping with the drums. One step away, his body seems to cover a layer of sacred armor, and it is filled with terrible sharpness, as if he is a god.

"It is Wang Jue, his first drumming, is to tell everyone, his king, do you want to fight for the first?" The crowd looked down on this person.

Wang Jue, Wangzhou Tianjiao of Bingzhou City, ranked sixth on the destiny list, he is one of the most powerful contenders of the top three in this fate list, the seed strong.

At this moment, I saw Wang Jue’s fist as if it had turned into silver and white, and suddenly rushed out. In a flash, the sound of the cymbal came out and the drums shook.

The horrible hurricane blew the long hair of the king's prince, and the drums rang continuously, nine consecutive rings, and a terrorist force bombarded the king's body. However, he stood still and was as strong as the ancient pine.

"To fight for the fate, then, from the beginning of the drums, you can fall behind the people." Wang Jue's voice fell, nine rings are not broken, his fists, once again smashed out, with a terrible temper.

The crowd only saw the monks madly bombarded the Wang Jue, and the drums made three more noises, but his fists slammed again, and the frenzied airflow seemed to pick up the entire Wang Jue.

Another punch, a crit, he stepped forward, standing in front of the giant drum, letting the wind of terror blow, and his heart is still.

The people next to him looked at Wang Jue, but they all prepared to sing the drums, but they seemed to have forgotten their shots and they were shocked.

In the end, Wang Jue sang the drums and thirteen rings, and the reverberation continued, echoing between the heavens and the earth.

"The sound of the drums is eighteen, so strong. According to historical records, the Daxia Emperor’s destiny list is competing for battle. It sounds like a dozen drums and can lock up the top ten seats." The hearts of the people, the king, at the time of entry, The drums will be displayed and the people of the world will witness the determination of his king.

Above the empty road, the face of the Wang family is smiling, revealing a satisfactory look, starting from the beginning, this is the heart of Wang Jue.

Fighting for the fate, then, from the beginning of the drum.

After Wang Jue, some people sang drums. However, most people are under fifteen rings. Only occasionally there are very few people who can break fifteen rings. Those people have many of them. The character above.

As for the eighteen people, they are not born again.

More than 10,000 people, even if there are nine big drums, one of them needs to go through thousands of people, which is very time consuming. However, the people are very quiet and very patient.

In the past three years, it was only once, even if it was the sound of the introduction, they should cherish it.

From the beginning of the drums, the days have been the meaning of the battle.

Of course, there are also many people who have less than nine rings, revealing endless sounds and unwilling to leave.

They, with an endless yearning heart, came to participate in the battle of the destiny list, but at the time of entry, they were eliminated, of course, unwilling, but the reality is so cruel.

After that, some people sang seventeen rings, which made many people marvel. This person was actually the ninth in the destiny list, and the thousands of alliances, Li Yu.

"There are half of the people who are less than nine rings. This drum, the nine-sided giant drum, how terrible it is." Everyone stared at the front drum, and the dark voice, the number of people who eliminated, actually exceeded half, this ratio is shocking. .

After all, there are not many people who come to participate, they all have strong confidence in their own strength.

"Nineteen rings..."

Just then, a loud drum sound came out. Fanle’s mouth was not closed, staring at the figure above, half of the people were only nine, nineteen, how terrible.

"The wind!" Qin asked Tian Tianguang to stare at the man.

"It is Wang Cang." The rest of the people exclaimed, the fifth person of the destined list, Wang Cang, he also surnamed Wang, surpassed Wang Jue, refreshed the first strength of Wang Jue, they did not know, in fact, Wang Cang, Not surnamed Wang.

"Wang Cang, so strong, I don't know if anyone can break his record."

"Ouyang Zhen went up, and there were only seventeen rings."

Qin asked the day to see a person next to the imperial wind, and knocked the seventeen rings, which should have been dazzling, but was overwhelmed by Wang Cang.

Ouyang Zhen is the figure of the Ouyang family's Tianjiao, ranking tenth in the destiny list.

Although this drumming can not represent the final ranking, but after all, it is also a kind of competition, especially in the case that Wang Jue opened his head, everyone is not willing to live behind.

Next, those powerful characters have been shot.

Picking up the star house Yang Fan, sixteen rings.

Tian Yanzong Zhao Lie, sixteen rings.

Huajia Huafeng, fifteen rings.

Duan Qingshan, sixteen rings.

"Shi Tiantian wants to shoot." At this moment, the eyes of countless people gathered on one person, that is the stone stone of the stone family.

Shi Tiantian shot, the drums sounded twenty, and once again, the record was refreshed.

"I don't want to make the people of Shijia who have the blood of the ancient demon, terrible."

In this battle of the destiny list, Chen Wang and Shi Biantian, no doubt, are the two most vocal.

The big day Chen Wang, Shi Jia broken the sky, who can compete with them.

"Black robe?"

At this time, Qin asked the day that a black robe had stepped on the ladder, and his eyes could not help but blink. Is this the black robes who cultivated the magical powers that day?

I saw the black robe, the magic wave rolling, a palm shot, as if the black palm prints were over, the drums trembled fiercely, nine rings.

However, this did not attract the attention of others, until the black robe screamed fifteen rings, only one person looked forward to it.

The sixteenth and seventeenth sounds were heard, and everyone looked at it. However, at this time, the black robes stopped and put their arms down. He clearly had spare energy, but he gave up and walked. Looking forward, it seems that I don't care about the results.

"He actually practiced magic power. He had never heard of such a person before. I am afraid it is a dark horse character."

"And, he is wearing a black robe, apparently deliberately trying to hide his identity."

"Chen Wang, Da Ri Chen Wang, finally shot." The crowd saw another person strolling up, it is Chen Wang, the second person in the ranking of the destiny, this time Huatai is not involved in the war, I do not know who can become Chen Wang opponent.

The sun's light is dazzling, Chen Wangming drum, did not disappoint everyone, he and Shi Tiantian, the drums are twenty.

"Tomb, he actually came, I heard that he almost fell three days ago."

I saw the tomb of the tomb on the left side, and the tomb wind stood there, and it sounded nine sounds. Then I walked forward and did not care about the views of others.

Even so, no one dares to ignore the tomb, no one dares, his most terrible, is poison.

Even if Chen Wang and Shi Tiantian, if you face the tomb directly, be careful.

Later, some people caught the attention of the people, and they rang the drums. The man, who was the Situ, was the celestial figure of the Swordsman.

At this time, Qin asked the day to turn his gaze, looking to the side not far away, Mo Qingcheng seems to have some sense, a corner of the corner of the eyes flashed away, then went forward.

Qin asked them, they also walked out, step by step, and climbed the ancient summer order.

Lined up, they stood before a giant drum.

"It’s a slap, he’s going to shoot, and he’s behind Mo’s city, obviously he’s not mad at Mo’s city.”

"Who is the woman, it is so beautiful, although it is inferior to Mo Chengcheng, but it is like the iceberg snow lotus, surpassing too many beautiful women." The people saw Yunmengyi, but Yunmengyi is famous in the unparalleled world. In summer, there are very few people who know her.

"Xuan Zang, Xuanzang, she also went up at this time."

"It’s a beautiful feast."

Mo Qingcheng, Yunmengyi, Xuanzang, even went up at the same time.

Moreover, there is still dust.

In addition, the people in the middle are a big sight.

Qin Wentian, Ouyang crazy, Chu Yu, Fan Le, Bai Lu Jing.

A total of nine people, just occupy the nine-sided giant drum.

"Fat, I see how much you can do this time." Xuanzang whispered, obviously, she was talking to Fan Le.

There is some guilty conscience, and this time it seems to be different from the last time.

What makes the crowd feel quite interesting is that these nine people even shot at the same time. In an instant, the nine-faced giant drums rang.

The frenzied airflow sweeps the world, and Qin asks how terrible the horror is, and even the nine sounds are loud. However, no one pays attention to him, because most people’s eyes are on the dust and the city.

Occasionally, some people will pay attention to Yunmeng Yi and Xuanzang.

The crowd only saw the dust blowing in the golden light, and a horrible sword screamed out of the handle. After a while, the drum sound had already been fifteen, and the momentum remained the same. Obviously, he still had spare capacity.

Mo Qingcheng has stopped. She only rang nine times and did not continue, but she did not leave. The people behind did not urge her. It was also a pleasure to look at it.

Fan Le, Chu Yu, Ouyang Mania, and Bailu Jing stopped one after another. The people they knocked the most were Bailu Jing and Chu Yu, and sixteen rings.

Xuanzang threw up his strength and sounded seventeen rings, which was amazing.

But they immediately discovered that there were still three people who did not stop. Even the iceberg-like beauty on the right side continued. She actually sounded eighteen rings and one sword came out like a human being.

"What happened, this round of people, so strong?"

Xuanzang seventeen rings, Yunmengyi eighteen rings.

Both the dust and Qin Wentian also sang eighteen, but the two of them continued, and the drums were filled with tit-for-tat.

The sneer sneered, the nine swords came out, and the anger screamed, the nineteen rings, born, it seems that he wants to hit today's record, twenty rings.

But this sounds, the power of the sky, so that the eyes are like to close.

Qin asked the gods to be solemn, the blood in the body rolled, and the strength was unparalleled. He once again broke a punch, as if the endless power between the heavens and the earth all gathered together and collapsed on the giant drum.

"Hey!" The nineteen rings, born.

"How can this be."

Many people have an incredible look. For the first time, they saw two people who surpassed the eighteen rings faintly opposite each other, and they are fighting against the dust!

Ps: The battle of the destiny list has finally begun. Qin asked the sky to fight for the destiny, no trace of a recommended ticket, the brothers have voted for it, thank you!