After a brief period of confusion, Si Kong Ming quickly regained his composure. He took a deep look at Sikong Qing and said with relief, "I haven't seen you for many years. My cousin is very capable."

"With these piercing eyes, you can see everything clearly. It seems that you can't hide anything from your cousin."

Si Kongshou fell into silence.

Taking retreat as an opportunity to advance, his cousin is quite capable.

Upon hearing Sikong Ming's compliments, Sikong Qing's face turned red, with a proud and proud look on his face, and he laughed and said, "Tsk, tsk, it's not easy to make cousin Ming feel defeated."

"After setting up such a big charade and trying to surprise us, who would have thought we would be slapped in the face."

Haha... so happy..."

While he was talking, Sikong Zhi on the side pulled him and said cautiously: "Cousin, stop talking, let's start quickly, there is not much time left."

Ning Tao noticed this scene, his face changed, and he hurriedly whispered: "Be careful, they may have joined forces."

"Not only that, the remaining two people actually joined forces, but fortunately they don't seem to be on the same team. Otherwise, four against two, we would have no chance."

Sikong Ming added from the side.

He really didn't expect that such a good situation would turn into this. What went wrong? Now that the three pillars are standing at the same level, the obvious advantages are almost gone.

Feeling at an impasse.

At this time, Sikong Qing looked proud and only acted as the divine sword platform in the middle of the three parties. He said enthusiastically: "Brothers, there is only the last half a day left before the selection of the sect leader is over. If we continue like this, there will be no results."

"I have a suggestion that you can try. Don't worry, this is definitely fair."

The four of them looked at each other and listened silently.

"Six of us, each with an assistant, set foot on the Excalibur stage to see if Excalibur wants to choose us? As we all know, Excalibur has a spirit. Don't fight until the end. Excalibur chooses one for no reason.

people."

"This will be beneficial to everyone, five cousins. What do you think, cousin?" Sikong Qing patted his chest and asked.

As soon as the words came out, several people hesitated.

But if you think about it carefully, there doesn't seem to be much harm. Some young masters come here just for this luck.

What if I am chosen by Divine Sword?

For a moment, I was carried away by my heartbeat.

The two young masters agreed at the same time, and they had already joined forces. This was their only chance. Si Kongshou and Si Kongming also secretly communicated with each other using their spiritual thoughts.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Agree!"

"Well, since you all have no objections, after half a stick of incense, let's go on stage together."

Sikong Qingxin said.

There was excitement and excitement at the corner of his mouth.

He never thought that he would have such a day, such a glorious and proud life, with his eyes fixed on the Overlord Divine Sword, full of enthusiasm.

After preparing for so long, it was just this last chance, and his throat became dry...

All three parties are plotting.

Nowadays, the strength of the three parties is not much different, but once someone is selected by the Divine Sword and has the supreme artifact in his hand, it will be enough to reverse the entire battle.

So it can either be said to be very nervous or important.

As for the helpers you bring, they must be trustworthy and strong before you can safely bring them along.

Sikong Ming chose personal bodyguards.

Several other people also selected helpers one after another.

However, only Si Kongshou directly chose Ning Tao, a monk who seemed to be only at the second level of the Immortal Lord.

Everyone was puzzled.

Why did Wei San choose this person if he left Mr. Fuliu alone? Isn't he too weak?

Among the six, the weakest helper was originally a fifth-level Immortal Lord, but he set a new record. Liu Kong secretly figured out that he always felt that this guy was somewhat familiar.

I can’t say it, it’s just intuition.

There is even a sense of danger from the heat...

Half a stick of incense arrived, and in the blink of an eye, six young masters and six assistants stepped onto the Divine Sword Platform step by step.

This high platform was magnificent and sacred, full of overbearing wildness, and there was also a coercive and vague sword energy that made everyone tense up.

It made Xianli feel a little stinging.

In the center of the high platform, there was a huge sword that was submerged in it. Only the hilt and a small blade could be seen, but it seemed to be breathing rhythmically.

At this time, the six people looked at each other, each took out a short blade, and slashed their right hands in unison.

Then he took the photo again and again.

Six balls of blood dyed part of the high platform red.

"We, the Overlord princes and grandsons, are facing the selection of the Overlord Sect leader. I have come here to ask for the help of the ancestors, who can help me to create a new glory for the Overlord Sect..."

The six people drank loudly and breathed rapidly.

The blood in his hand flowed toward the giant sword along the grooves and ravines. Suddenly, the entire high platform trembled.

"Buzz...buzz..."

A raging sword energy erupted.

Ning Tao's face was solemn. Although the sword energy was not as sharp as the Feng Luan Sword, it was more domineering and powerful than the Feng Luan Sword. Think about it, this sword has been passed down for many years, and the Feng Luan Sword is inferior in terms of foundation.

Moreover, today's Feng Luan Sword does not have a weapon spirit. In fact, it does, but it is still in its infancy.

So it was kept by the wind demon.

It couldn't grow, so it fell asleep.

At this time, the high platform was shaking more and more violently. Ning Tao and others were carefully protecting the young master, while nervously watching the reaction of the divine sword.

Rays of light flickered from the divine sword.

A dull pressure enveloped a large area of ​​the world.

Invisibly, it seemed as if a pair of eyes were scanning everyone, very sharp, vicissitudes of life, and full of coercion.

Everyone was happy and surprised, knowing that this was the weapon spirit of the Divine Sword. It had awakened, and it was up to him to choose who he would choose next. Dozens of hearts were beating "plop-plop-plop".

Sikong Qing, with burning eyes, naturally made this suggestion because he had his own confidence.

His Overlord bloodline, unlike others, is the fusion of three bloodlines of his ancestors that were selected by the Divine Sword, so he is confident that the chance of being selected is greater than them.

This method was used by their lineage last time and it was successful, so they tried it again.

The corner of his mouth cracked into a sinister smile...

"Buzzing..."

The divine sword hummed, exuding a rhythmic and rhythmic luster. Ning Tao was fascinated by it, and he fell into it unknowingly. When he came back to his senses, everything around him had changed, and it was a vast land.

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A vicissitudes of light and shadow sat in front of him, a pair of bright eyes staring at him.

"Why is there his breath in your body?"
Chapter completed!