Dragon-Marked War God - Chapter 5092
[of War Chapter 5094 Who is the champion?]
No one dared to provoke Chen Beiliang’s majesty. Even Jiang Chen didn’t even know how strong Chen Beiliang was. His figure was like a mountain, making it impossible for anyone to cross.
A farce finally came to an end, and no one dared to continue provoking Chen Beiliang’s authority.
The first-line elder of the Chen family has such a terrifying strength.
“Now, it’s time to show how many withered vines you have in your hands.”
Chen Bei Liang Hong said, his eyes were cold, and he glanced at everyone. These more than 100 people are all Nebula-level powerhouses. They are also the mainstay of the Chen family’s future.
“How many do you have? I have thirty-four.”
“What the hell? Is it true? I only have twenty-one, and you are really awesome.
” How about it, is it the best?”
“It’s nothing, I heard that some people have obtained hundreds of withered vines.”
“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”
“You If you can’t do it, it doesn’t mean that others can’t do it, hum, there are many talented people in the Chen family, it may not be there.”
Many geniuses in the Chen family began to compare each other, and this time also became the time for them to post their homework. Whoever has the most dead vines can become the champion of the ancestors this time.
Many people are eager to try, looking forward to it, some people are complacent, some people are unhappy, knowing that they may have missed the championship competition this time, but compared to the grand occasion when thousands of people entered the ancient battlefield, they can come out alive now. , are the real lucky ones, and are destined to become the focus of the Chen family’s cultivation.
“Sister Lulu, how many do you have?”
Chen Qingqing asked, with a rare curiosity and joy in her eyes.
“One hundred and twenty-four withered vines. How about you?”
Chen Lu shrugged her shoulders with an indifferent face. For her, this time the ancestor of the Chen family, Zeming, has already achieved a lot.
“One hundred and thirty-five.”
Chen Qingqing made a victory gesture, this number is already quite a lot.
“I only have eighty-eight.”
Chen Duanya’s face was bitter, and it was estimated that he must have missed the top ten. “I have ninety-two, and we should all be far behind. The geniuses
of the Chen family are not easy. I believe that there will be no shortage of the top masters of the first-line, second-line, and third-line heaven.”
lament.
“By the way, Senior Jiang Chen, how many do you have?”
Chen Yingying’s eyes lit up and she looked at Jiang Chen.
“Yeah, big brother, how much do you have, tell me quickly!”
Chen Lu looked at the hero in her heart with anticipation.
“I haven’t counted yet… it should be a little more than you.”
Jiang Chen said with a flat face.
“Fuck!”
Chen Danya sighed, shocked.
“Chen’s Nine-Line Heaven, King Chenyin, two hundred and seventy-eight withered vines!”
A young man with eyes like a cold star, carrying a nine-foot cloud spear, walked slowly.
“Two hundred and seventy-eight? It’s so terrifying, King Chenyin of the Nine-Line Heaven, this guy is not easy, Nebula-level second-level heaven, tsk tsk tsk.” ”
Yeah, this must be the top three.”
You can’t look at it.”
The appearance of King Chenyin set off a small climax, and everyone was staring at him.
“I didn’t expect King Chenyin to really rise. My grandfather once said that King Chenyin is definitely not a thing in the pool.”
Chen Yingying said with deep conviction.
“Among the Nine Lines of Heaven, he should be the strongest person.”
Chen Danya nodded silently.
“Eight-line sky, Chen Tianqiao, 272 withered vines.”
“Seven-line sky, Chenjiang, 240 withered vines.”
“Six-line sky, Chen Fanghua, 284 A dead vine fruit.”
Chen Fanghua’s dead vine fruit set off another exclamation, reaching a new high.
“Wu Xian Tian, Chen Yi, 122 withered vines.”
“Chenlu, 124 withered vines.”
“Chen Qingqing, 135 withered vines.”
” “…”
“Sanxiantian, Chen He, three hundred and eight withered vines!”
Wow—
there was an uproar in the audience, Chen He is currently the one with the most withered vines.
“Second Line Heaven, Chen Wuxie, three hundred and fourteen.”
One by one metamorphosis, everyone’s heart was surging, and sure enough, in front of the real evildoer, many people have already disappeared.
“I think Chen Wuxie must be the champion.”
“That is, Chen Wuxie, who is second-tier, I’ve heard it before. This time he can win the top spot, which is also in my expectation.”
“More than 300 pieces . Withered vine fruit, tsk tsk tsk, this guy doesn’t know how many people he killed, hey.” ”
Survival of the fittest, this is the rule, death is not important, who can survive to the end is the most important.”
Wu Xie cast a look of envy and awe.
“It seems that this time, I have to do my part, hahaha.”
Chen Wuxie’s face was cold and full of smiles, full of confidence.
“One line of heaven, Chen Ji, three hundred and seventy-six withered vines.”
At this moment, a cold voice rang out, a stunning woman wearing a purple robe, walking out slowly, her temperament, incomparably superior, her eyes were cold as frost, strangers should not enter, domineering eyes, everyone Don’t dare to look at him.
“I’ll be darling, Chen Wuxie, there is no doubt that he will be the champion.” ”
Chen Ji!”
“Chen Ji!
”
Unwilling, he had already made preparations for the championship, but halfway through, Chen Ji, her strength has reached the nebula-level triple heaven, this strength is indeed overwhelming!
“It seems that this time, Chen Ji will definitely be the champion.”
Chen Beiliang nodded slightly, with a look of admiration in his eyes.
With the shouts, Chen Ji has become the belief in everyone’s heart. The strong are always respected, and no one dares to provoke them.
Chen Ji’s purple robe hunts, windless and automatic, cool temperament, and intoxicating. Among such people, dragons and phoenixes are beyond the reach of many geniuses.
“Four-Lined Sky, Chenjiang, four hundred and ninety-eight withered vines.”
When Jiang Chen’s voice echoed in the sky, the entire mountain range became completely quiet and silent.
At that moment, no one could have imagined that Jiang Chen’s voice could attract everyone’s attention, so that no one could ignore it.
Four hundred and ninety-eight withered vines!
How can you not be jealous?
Jiang Chen’s eyes were indifferent and unhurried, and many people couldn’t even believe it, but when Jiang Chen took out the dead vine fruit, he made those who had a relationship in their hearts shut up.
But at this time, the happiest person is none other than the elder Chen Yubo of the Si-Line Heaven. This gave them a lot of face in the Si-Line Heaven. Even the Great Elder Chen Beiliang was stunned. He didn’t expect this time. The laurel crown actually fell into the hands of the genius of Si Xian Tian.
[End of this Chapter]
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