Refining the Mountains and Rivers - 1183. Chapter 1183

“Wait a minute!” Yun Wuya yelled, raising his hand to take out the black order, “Black and white hair, you must know this thing, if you want to join forces with these people, the old man will use it for you immediately!”

Black and white hair has no expression on his face, “Do you think this seat will be scared?”

Yun Wuya shook his head, “No, I know very well that your strength is stronger than mine, and there is a high probability that I will be killed.”

Black and white hair said lightly, “It must be you who die.”

Yun Wuya said: “But you will also be hurt.” He paused slightly, his eyes were straight, and his voice became deeper and deeper, “Knowing that I will die, I can’t burst out what kind of power, I don’t know it, you absolutely can’t do it. Retreat all over.”

“In today’s situation, if you are injured, do you think anyone will take the opportunity to take action? Even if you can’t kill you, it is not impossible to kick the new faction out. After all, the new faction rises too fast, and there are many enemies in the open and secret. ”

Black and white hair frowned and glanced at him, “What do you want to say?”

Yun Wuya snapped his fingers, “Easy! Neither you nor I will interfere with the next thing, let the juniors solve it by themselves…”

The seven-killer clan sneered and interrupted, “Yun Wuya, you don’t want to be here with a clever tongue, do you want to delay time? Tell you…”

Bang–

The voice stopped abruptly, his whole body was knocked out, Yun Wuya expressionlessly closed his fists, “Seven kills, dare you say one more thing, the old man immediately uses the black order to kill you at all costs!”

asshole!

The old lungs of the Seven Killers are about to explode. Yun Wuya, an old bastard, is obviously at an absolute disadvantage, so why dare to be arrogant and directly attack him…

However, the power of this punch was really too strong. The old seven-killers’ chest rolled violently, and there was a trace of blood between his mouth and nose, raging and trembling at the same time.

Ignoring the angry expression of the Seven Killers, Yun Wuya glanced over the surrounding area, “Of course, if you have any opinions, you can also put forward…the black order is only one piece, and the old man can only kill one person… just look at it, everyone. Who is more selfless and willing to give up and help others.”

Everyone’s faces were slightly stiff.

Everyone knows Yun Wuya’s strength. Apart from black and white, who can guarantee that he can be his opponent?

There is a bit of conflict on weekdays, and each has some scruples. If there is room for them, a few waves of confrontation are not a big problem.

But now it is obvious that Yun Wuya is ready to fight desperately…When the black order is turned on, someone will die, and if you don’t die, it will not end.

The air is dead!

The elder of the Seven Killers was roaring in his heart, here, here again!

Damn Yun Wuya, tossing about these two tricks, one shameless, the other playing desperately. But these two tricks can have miraculous effects every time. You can see from the faces of these people that they are frightened again.

The most important issue is black and white, and his attitude has been shaken… Damn it, take this opportunity to get rid of Yun Wuya’s mind, I am afraid it will be lost again!

It’s just that now, the elder of the Seven Killers seems to have forgotten that he is also one of the people who are frightened.

“Okay, I agree.” Black and white hair took a step back, his tone indifferent, “You have all heard. If you want the throne, you can fight for it yourself.”

At the center of the Tianxuan platform, the eyes of the people who had dissipated the pillar of blood on their heads converged on Qin Yu, showing cold killing intent one after another.

Yun Wuya used desperate means to hold back all the guarding demons, but so what? The nine of them attacked, could it be that they couldn’t kill Qin Yu?

As long as he dies, the selection will restart!

Lan Hai’s lips moved suddenly, and Xi Mo frowned slightly. The two spoke a few more words through voice transmission, and nodded at each other.

It seems that in this simple exchange, the two parties reached a certain agreement.

In the next moment, the two of them stepped forward at the same time, and Lan Hai took the lead to speak, “Everyone, Qin Yu is not dead, the old king will surely rise, and neither of you nor I can stay out of the matter. Today, I promised Xi Mo that who would kill Qin Yu next? No matter which one of us wins the throne in the end, we guarantee to protect the interests of the clan without any harm!”

Xi Mo said indifferently: “Yes, this is the promise of the two of me!”

On the edge of the Tianxuan platform, the guarding demons who were forced by Yun Wuya’s life and had to stand idly by, their eyes lit up.

People have self-knowledge. Unless Qin Yu, Lan Hai, and Xi Mo are eliminated together, the throne has nothing to do with each of them.

As for whether it is possible to do this…

Haha, unless the three of them fainted and had a scuffle with each other, it might be so possible that the fisherman would profit.

As for the possibility, just think about it, it can almost be ignored.

The rise of the old kings and the formation of a new super powerful “Ancient King” level force is definitely not allowed. This is the basis for cooperation between the two sides.

With this foundation, the promises of Lan Hai and Xi Mo seem to be particularly weighty…After all, once Qin Yu is killed, the new king will be one of the two in all likelihood.

After thinking about these, what kind of decision will be made, of course, needless to say.

One by one guarding the demons, nodded to the competitors selected by their own, and motioned for them to agree.

Qin Yu is a fully awakened Wang Mai, and his strength is bound to be tyrannical, but how strong he is, can he block the other nine people from joining forces to kill?

Death is bound to die, so when making a decision now, each family has no intention of covering up.

A person destined to die, there is no need to worry about it… As for the old king’s line, hum, they are indeed very powerful, but when the new king succeeds, I am afraid that the old king’s line will be gone, and it is necessary to continue to exist.

It will be difficult to protect themselves at that time, and still want to retaliate against them? It’s ridiculous!

Yun Wuya looked at the center of Tianxuantai, Lan Hai, Xi Mo and others surrounded Qin Yu in the center, his expressions became extremely ugly.

But forcing the black and white eyes, the seven killer elders, and others to not intervene, it is already the limit he can achieve, and it is impossible to help him.

“Qin Yu, it’s all you stabbed it out by yourself, you can’t blame the old man! Young people, there is excuse for being in the limelight, but your limelight is too big, I can only do this step…it’s death It’s up to you to live!”

The three-hundred-zhang blood column greeted the eyes, really magnificent, stirring the sky above the Tianxuantai, and letting out a “rumbling” low roar.

Qin Yu was standing below, but there was no sign of it. After showing up in the limelight, his brows were frowned and his face was full of helplessness.

Zudi’s hostility towards him is really strong, and he actually used this method to kill him outside in advance.

Looking across the surrounding area, those cold little eyes were filled with violent killing intent.

Qin Yu could understand their feelings. After all, even the pillar of blood on his head was crushed, and cutting off the possibility of them chasing the throne was a real feud.

But understanding is to understand, Qin Yu’s attitude towards people who want to kill him has never changed-if you want to kill me, I will kill you, whether right or wrong.

I’m right, killing you for granted.

I was wrong, it is only natural to kill you!

If you don’t even have this kind of self-construction, you don’t know how many people have been killed in the past few years. Are they really dead?

My heart has long been tormented and collapsed.

It’s just that how to kill is a problem. In the circle of nine demons in front of him, the only ones Qin Yu feared were Lan Hai and Xi Mo.

Others said that cutting melons and vegetables must be floating, but it is really not that difficult.

Fortunately, in this situation, Lan Hai and Xi Mo will definitely not do anything first to prevent themselves from being damaged.

When Qin Yu thought turned, the blood column on his head finally stopped growing, and quickly collapsed inward in the next moment…No, this description is not appropriate, it should be collapsed at a rapid rate, forming a mark.

From the outside, it was just a small-scaled blood column, which flew in a flash and landed directly between Qin Yu’s eyebrows.

A faint halo circulated on the surface of the imprint, his eyes fell on it, and his mind suddenly felt an oppression.

Majestic, solemn, and subconsciously born with awe-inspiring awe… This mark represents that Qin Yu has been recognized by the ancestors through selection.

Rumbling–

Above the Tianxuan platform, the sky was surging in an instant, and a huge black vortex was rapidly condensing.

This whirlpool is the passage into the ancestral land, and the period before it completely condenses is the bloody moment mentioned before.

Under normal circumstances, there will be three places that will be recognized by the ancestral land and be able to enter the final contest to open the throne.

The ultimate winner is the new nightmare king!

What about the others who are excluded? Unless the difference in strength between them is too great, they will definitely be reconciled, or more precisely, as long as the difference in strength is not so desperate, there will always be people who take the risk.

The method is simple and cruel, kill the people occupying the quota, they will naturally have a vacancy, and they will have another opportunity.

Tianxuantai is the selection of the ancestral land, and it is also a struggle for the throne contenders against their own destiny.

Not willing to fail?

Then do it, let the blood of your opponent dye the crown on your head red!

Today, there is only one person…Killing Qin Yu is the only thought that exists in the hearts of the nine competitors.

“kill!”

The competitor of the blood column was the first to take the shot. To be honest, even if Qin Yu was killed, he would not be recognized.

However, Lan Hai and Xi Mo’s promise made him very excited. As long as he could kill Qin Yu, he would have done a great job for the family.

In the future, the position of Patriarch can be expected!

He didn’t dare to ask for the throne, so becoming the head of the family and being a powerful man would be his highest goal in the next life.

The blood column is three hundred zhang…Qin Yu’s strength is bound to be tyrannical, but the blood column and true strength are not exactly proportional.

That’s right, the power of the abyss races is based on their own blood, but what is inspired by the selection of the platform is their blood potential.

Even though Qin Yu had awakened Wang Mai, he could completely possess the peak strength that matched it, and there was still a huge gap.

Otherwise, he would have long been recognized by the abyss and become the King of Nightmare.

Everyone is a demon commander, even if you are strong, but who can enter the Tianxuan platform today, which one is not the favorite of the heavens.

When it comes to strength, no one is timid!

What about Qin Yu? You may not kill him!

call out–

The air was torn apart, and there was a piercing sound, and the magic light came out of the competitor’s body and turned red, and a long and sharp arc was drawn behind him…It was like a long knife that was howling and cutting down!

Berserk, domineering…unbelievable.

The air was fragmented and the space was violently turbulent. Before it fell, Qin Yu felt the devastating breath.

Secretly sighed, he seemed to be a little underestimated, the strength of the young generation powerhouse of the Nightmare Demon Clan is now… However, this does not seem to have much impact on the result.

Qin Yu stepped on his feet, and the violent demon energy burst out, instantly forming a huge black mist, submerging his figure.

In the Scarlet Longknife, a fierce killing intent flashed through the eyes of the competitors who shot them, “Pretend to be a ghost, break me!”

boom–

The bloody color instantly submerged in it, splitting the black mist condensed by the devilish energy, a long opening. But this gap was closed in a blink of an eye, and then…a dead silence!

The competitor who enters it is like a pebble falling into the water, splashing a few small ripples, and then returning to peace.

The whole Tianxuan station fell into a dead silence!

Countless pairs of eyes stared at this black mist, and their pupils shrank violently, revealing endless shock and disbelief.

Is it over?