C1172

This is Hongchen's mount. Here comes the emperor Hongchen.

Tianwuzong has more than one son, and undercurrent night is also one of them.

Li ling'er is not the only saint of tianwuzong.

Qing Wuyun is also one of the saints.

It's just that Li ling'er has never dazzled her.

Only Li ling'er, the saint of tianwu clan, was known at that time.

There are not many people who know about tianwu and qingwuyun.

Hongchen is known as the emperor, the strongest son.

Even undercurrent night and others are willing to bow their heads.

When Luan bird circled in the square, three figures came out.

One man and two women.

At first, a young man of twenty-six or seven years old was invisible. If there was a holy light over his whole body.

Young people are slender and have bright eyes. If you look at them, you will feel trembling. You can't help but kneel down.

The whole body of youth is hazy, which makes it difficult to see the true face clearly. It is holy and mysterious, and the breath is silent, which has already filled the void of heaven and earth.

When the young man shows up, some powerful tianwuzong even elders who are present will also be affected.

At the sight of such a young man, the strong man in the presence of tianwuzong also showed a look of awe.

Emperor Hongchen, the real future of tianwuzong, is destined to dazzle the existence of the world.

Many strong people of tianwuzong once said that once Hongchen was born, it would be extremely beautiful and shake one sea, three places and six lands!

Bu Qianfan, Mu Yingluo, Ni Huanhuan and others looked at the young people who walked out of the attic, and their eyes were shining.

The breath, let them also be affected, can feel that it is a powerful existence.

But Cheng Huihui, Yun Mei, Yue you, Chen Yiling and other women are still calm in their eyes and seem to have never cared.

"Wipe, wipe..."

On the shoulder of Xiaojiao, Du Xiaogui chewed the precious medicine leisurely, and his little eyes turned away from the Hongchen, muttering: "it's just ordinary."

Hongchen is followed by two women.

The two women are also beautiful, super vulgar temperament, the breath on the body is also very strong.

But now there are Cheng Huihui, Yunmei and other women in.

The light of the two women was dim.

"I've met elder martial brother Hongchen!"

"I've met elder martial brother Hongchen!"

When Hongchen falls down the square, tianwuzong disciples salute inside and outside the square.

The voice of awe, one after another, resounded through the sky!

There is a high platform in the square, Yao changya and other people from Tianxia college are invited to sit down.

But the middle positions seem to be reserved for others.

Hongchen, undercurrent night, qingwujing, Yinlin, Huyu and others prepared their seats on the opposite side of the high platform, and countless tianwuzong disciples followed behind.

"It is worthy of being one of the Seven Sacred Sites of martial arts."

From yesterday to today, Yao changya, Ni Huanhuan, Su Yue three people's mood ups and downs, eye opening.

Tianwuzong is one of the seven holy places, which is really unimaginable by the pharmacists and Tianxia college, and the gap is not generally large.

Yao changya, Ni Huanhuan and Su Yue knew better that if Du Shaomu was not in Tianxia college, how could tianwuzong treat each other so warmly.

All because of Mr. Du Shaomu, Tianxia college has become famous again in the shortest time from a precarious college in the wilderness.

"Here comes the Lord!"

At a certain moment, a strong man of tianwuzong stood up on the high platform, and his voice was filled with vitality.

In front of the void comes chariots.

"Whoosh..."

One after another, the shadows fall, the light diffuses, falls on the high platform.

It is Beigong Ting, Du Shaomu, Li linger and others.

"See the Lord!"

"I've seen the virgin!"

All the disciples of tianwuzong saluted.

The strong men and elders of tianwuzong, who were seated on the high platform, also rose to meet them.

When the northern palace comes, Hong Chen stands up to salute.

But Hong Chen's eyes fell directly on the young man beside Li ling'er, and there began to be light waves in the depths of his eyes.

"Young master, young lady."

Yun Mei, Chen Yiling, Bai Li Ge que, etc. stood quietly behind Du Shaomu, never meaning to take a seat.

"Miss Du!"

Bu Qianfan, Mu Yingluo, Mu Hanqing and others meet Du Shaomu and salute.

Yao changya also got up wisely. Although he was the vice president of Tianxia college, Du Shaomu was only a teacher of Tianxia college, but he knew his identity very well.

This scene was seen in the eyes of tianwuzong's people, including sweat.

With a few greetings on the stage, beigongting and Du Shaomu both sit in the middle, with Li linger sitting on the side.

Yao changya and the elder Taishang are also sitting in the front row.

"Let's get started."

Beigongting went straight to the theme. Originally, it was a contest between tianwuzong disciples and Tianxia college students. But everyone knew that the significance of the contest was different.To a certain extent, it is also the competition between tianwuzong and Tianxia college.

"The competition between tianwuzong's disciples and the students of Tianxia college begins now!"

One day, the strong man of Wuzong walked out and looked around the square. His voice was mixed with vitality and resounded.

"Boom

The whole square cheered into the sky and the whole place was boiling.

"A student of tianwuzong

"Provoking our tianwuzong disciples is beyond our ability!"

The cheers spread and reverberated in the square.

On the high platform, the North Palace Diao and the emperor of tianwuzong can only feel helpless when they hear these voices.

They don't care about it.

For tianwuzong's disciples, they naturally hope that they will win.

The strong man of tianwuzong on the platform pressed his hand, and the cheering of the crowd subsided slowly. Then he continued: "the tianwuzong disciples and the students of Tianxia college who have exchanged views today are now admitted!"

With the fall of the sound on the high platform, eight figures, such as Yinlin and Huyu, immediately stepped onto the center of the square.

There are six men and two women of the same age.

Eight people diffuse out of the breath is strong, any one is Tianjiao.

"Elder martial brother Yinlin, do your best to them

"Hu Yu is invincible!"

“…………”

Cheers came and went.

Although these eight people are not qingwuyun, undercurrent night, Hongchen and other saints and daughters.

However, Yin Lin and other eight people are all in tianwuzong, and they have many followers. All of them are the best of their own disciples.

The eyes swept over the eight people on the stage, such as Beigong Ting, who are strong in tianwuzong.

Today's World War I is a contest with the same realm.

Yin Lin, Hu Yu and other eight people, any one of them is in the same realm of the existence of an opponent.

On the high platform, eight people, including Bu Qianfan, Mu Yingluo, Mu Hanqing and Tang Huan, looked at Du Shaomu.

"Go ahead."

Du Shaomu nodded, and the wind was light.

"Whoosh..."

Eight figures from the high platform jump off the field, eight breath surging, straight standing in the square.

"I can't help myself..."

"Tianxia college should surrender, otherwise it will lose too miserably."

With eight people walking Qianfan off the field, the sound of the full field is resounding.

Bu Qianfan eight people are indifferent, standing straight in the square.

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