As soon as Zhong Yuan said this, Fang Zhengzhen Jun Zongyan's brows frowned.

Not only him, but the other seven people also frowned...

Their situation is very different from Zhong Yuan's side. None of them is the dominant one, because everyone is a lone walker and comes from different forces.

Let’s look at me and I see you, no one wants to be the worst person.

After a moment, seeing that there was no movement on their side, Zhong Yuan said impatiently, "Everyone, there is not much time. You are not planning to continue to consume like this! If you can't choose a man, then even if it is complete, let our Zhenyi Dao, be the first candidate to successfully advance to the arena battle! Then, we will continue to choose the second person!

There are so many seniors watching, and I think they can still count!"

"Who said we can't choose a man? I'll take it in the first round!" Hearing Zhong Yuan's words, when it was, a monk with a very cold face and arrogant look on the other side replied.

"Just as long as someone takes over the formation, since that's the case, you two will start!" Zhong Yuan said casually.

The man didn't say much, and directly stepped a thousand miles away, and waved, "Fresh fellow Taoist, for this first place, you and me will meet you and have a good time!"

"Okay!" Zhenyi Zhenjun had no hesitation, and then he responded. Then he stretched his body and several phantoms flashed in the starry sky, and he also appeared thousands of miles away.

The two of them faced each other, that is, time, without any politeness, they showed their magical powers, fought fiercely, and even through the starry sky, they could clearly feel the powerful fluctuations.

However, Zhong Yuan turned a blind eye to this and spoke again, "Time is limited. How about we start to choose the second pair of final battles?"

"No problem!" After establishing time, Fang Zhengzhen Junzong Yandao.

"Since that's the case, then fellow Taoist Fang will start first! After all, it's fair to have come and go!" Zhong Yuan smiled faintly and said again.

As soon as this was said, there was a little more difficulty on the face of Fang Zhengzhen Jun Zongyan, and he looked at everyone.

Unexpectedly, this time, it was not too difficult. That is, a monk with a very tall body, a faint skin, a blue face, and a face with inexplicable golden patterns spoke, "This second formation is up to me!"

Many people are quite familiar with this person. He is a disciple of the Rakshasa Sect, with the Taoist name Wanjue Zhenjun, and is ranked third among the younger generation. Although it is not the highest. However, anyone knows that the core disciples of the Rakshasa Sect all have the characteristics of ghosts and gods.

What is revealed in i is not necessarily the place where its true strength lies.

Now that he lives in the end, the other nine disciples of the Rakshasa Sect can all die. Although it cannot be said that he is the first youngest person in the Rakshasa Sect, it should be much different.

When the True Lord Wanzhu said, the other people either breathed a sigh of relief or felt a little regretful. Obviously, they were quite coveted by this opportunity, but they were not able to make up their minds.

At this time, Zhenjun Fang Zheng was about time and looked at Zhong Yuan and said, "Our second candidate has come out, it's time for you!"

"Okay!" Zhong Yuan responded with a sound of help, and looked at everyone again.

At this moment, the remaining pair of people in the team were very alert, and obviously they were very reluctant to go to be the candidate for the second round. I don’t know if they were purely unwilling to fight against the True Lord of Wanzhu.

However, Zhong Yuan did not focus his attention on them. After a glance, he bet on Zhenyi Zhenjun's senior sister, Zhenyu Zhenjun.

Zhenyu Zhenjun had already predicted this. However, she knew very well that the person of Wanzhu Zhenjun was not very likely to win because she had seen Zhenjun Wanzhu take action. She knew deeply how terrifying this person's strength was. It can be said that Zhenjun Wanzhu is one of the few monks present who can truly attack the position of Emperor.

At this moment, Zhenyu Zhenjun spoke, "Just now, Fellow Daoist Zhong asked my junior brother to show his trump card to prove that he is not the weakest person at the moment. Then, now, I have this opportunity too!"

"Of course, this is a right that every fellow Taoist should enjoy. As long as fellow Taoist Zhenyu can provide proof and get the unanimous recognition of the people present, then naturally, they will have to fight with a relatively weak person. After all, in that case, it will seem a bit unfair to the other fellow Taoist!" Zhong Yuan heard this and said immediately.

"Okay!" After Zhenyu Zhenjun received a clear response, he no longer hesitated when he was. When he was, he pinched his hands and stood up. The starry sky he was surrounded by was as illusory as water, with waves. Then, in this ripples, a phoenix with a colorful appearance was faintly revealed in the darkness, revealing it.

When this was the case, a terrifying fluctuation swept out and went in all directions.

At this moment, Zhenyu Zhenjun's voice sounded again, "This is the true spirit imprint formed by a seriously injured and dying hell black phoenix that I absorbed during my travels, but it can urge the three strikes of the hell black phoenix when it was in full swing. Although the hell black phoenix has not yet achieved the ultimate level of hell, it is only a thread of separation.

I have used it once before and can use it twice. I think no one in the field would think that he would be intact when he was attacked by these two hell black phoenixes! Then, I think this weakest title, I think, no matter what, will it be no longer the title."

"Fellow Taoist Zhenyu, it makes sense. You should not go to this second stage. Since that is the case, then this second stage will go to this second stage!" Zhong Yuan quickly turned his eyes and bet on the remaining team in his family.

As soon as this was said, the monk among the two, who was slightly thin and with a slutty aura was shocked, and then he snorted coldly, saying, "You are unfair to do this, I refuse! Three of them were selected in a row, and you, the Emperor of Nantian, have never asked any of you, what is your thoughts, who can't tell?"

"Oh? Then what do you think about me?"

After hearing this, Fang Zhengzhenjun and others chuckled, obviously, watching the fun. However, Zhong Yuan was not angry about this, and his smile remained unchanged, saying.

"Don't you just want to understand our true trump card through this? Do you dare to say that you are not thinking about this? If you dare, let an emperor son of the Nantian Emperor Court come forward to fight this second game. If you dare to do this, I will obey you. Then, I will come forward without hesitation in the third game!" Zhenjun Qingyun replied immediately.

"Is this my mind completely unrelated to whether to let the emperor's son of the Nantian Emperor Court go to fight. At this moment, the only thing related to the battle is your own combat power! You have the worst aura, so I naturally have to choose you to fight." Zhong Yuanli said again, "However, since you are so dissatisfied, I can give you a chance. Among the four of us, you can choose one to challenge. Let's have a real battle and see which one is higher or lower?"

"Why really have to fight? I think the strength of Tianhu True Lord Hu Gang is not as good as mine. If he wants to prove it, why not show off his trump card? If he is so powerful, I have nothing to say. Naturally, he will take over this second formation!" Qingyun True Lord said again.

"The aura on your body is not as good as others. You still have to show your trump card. Do you think it's worthy?" Zhong Yuan said coldly at this time, "If you want someone to show your trump card, you can make your fuzzier."

"Can breath and combat power be completely equal? ​​If so, why should we participate in such a battle to determine the ownership of the position of the Red Emperor of the South Heaven, and directly select the most powerful one according to the level of breath, and soon it will become?" Qingyun Zhenjun said again in time.

"Aura and combat power cannot be equated, but aura is the most intuitive expression. In terms of intuition, if you can't express it, you have to rely on something else to support it. If not, you can only do it with real swords and guns. This is naturally unreasonable.

If you don't agree, then I have nothing to say. However, my team can't tolerate you anymore!" As he spoke, Zhong Yuan's face became a little colder.

"Hmph——, haven't you been looking for this opportunity? You can't tolerate it, you can't. We don't want to stay there yet!" While speaking, Zhenjun Qingyun and Zhenjun Qingyan beside him had a pair of eyes. When that was the case, the two of them stood up and fled towards the distant starry sky.

While flying, the True Lord Qingyun shouted loudly, "Dear brothers from the sect, remember this face of the Nantian Emperor Court. If we don't ruin them all here this time, our sect will definitely not have a breakthrough.

i's!"

As soon as this was said, all the monks of the sect were shocked. And among the Yan side of Fang Zhengzhen Jun, Zhang Daoxuan, the only emperor son of the Southern Emperor Court of Emperor Xuanqiong, became a little alert. Because, he found that the other people looked at their own eyes a little wrong!

At this time, Xuanqiong True Lord Zhang Daoxuan made a decision, his body trembled, and he fled into Zhong Yuan and his group, standing with them.
Chapter completed!