No one dares to provoke Chen Beiliang’s majesty. Even Jiang Chen doesn’t even know how strong this Chen Beiliang is. His figure is like a mountain, making it impossible for anyone to overstep.
A farce finally came to an end, no one dared to continue to challenge Chen Beiliang’s authority.
The Great Elder of the Chen family Front Line Heaven is as strong as terrifying.
“Now, it’s time to show how many dead vines you have in your hands.”
Chenbei Liang Hongsheng said, gaze was cold, and glanced at everyone. These hundred people are all Nebula-level expert, and they are also the mainstay of the Chen family in the future.
“How many do you have? I have thirty-four.”
“Fuck? Really or not? I’m only 21, you are really awesome.”
“Che, a group of small dishes, I have forty-nine here, how is it, is it the best?”
“It’s nothing, I’ve heard that someone got hundreds of dead vines.”
“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”
“You can’t do it, it doesn’t mean that others can’t do it, humph humph, the Chen family has talented people, so it may not be impossible.”
Many geniuss from the Chen family began to compare with each other. At this time, it also became the time for them to share their homework. Whoever has the most dead vines can become the champion of this time.
Many people are eager to try and look forward to it, some people are complacent, some people are unhappy, knowing that they may have missed the championship this time, but compared to the grand occasion when thousands of people entered the far Ancient Battlefield, they can live now The ones who came out were all really lucky ones, and they were destined to become the key cultivation targets of the Chen family.
“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 expression. For her, this time the ancestor of the Chen family, Zeming, has already gained a lot.
“One hundred and thirty-five.”
Chen Qingqing made a gesture of victory, this number is already quite a lot.
“I only have eighty-eight.”
Chen Dianya has a bitter face, and it is estimated that he must have missed the top ten.
“I have nine 12s, and we should all be far behind. Chen’s genius is not easy. I believe that those Front Line Heaven second-line antennas and third-line sky’s top expert will not be less.”
Chen Yingying felt a little sad and sighed in her heart.
“By the way, senior Jiang Chen, how many do you have?”
Chen Yingying’s eyes lit up and she looked at Jiang Chen.
“Yes, brother, how much do you have, tell me quickly!”
Chen Lu is looking forward to the big hero of looks at‘s own heart in the eye.
“I haven’t counted yet…it should be a little more than you.”
Jiang Chen said flatly.
“Fuck!”
Chen Dianya sighed and was shocked.
“Chen Family Nine-Line Heaven, King Chen Yin, two hundred and seventy-eight withered vines!”
A young man with star-like eyes, carrying a nine-foot Liuyun gun, walked slowly.
“Two hundred and seventy-eight? Good terrifying, King Chenyin of Jiuxiantian, this guy is not simple, nebula-level second layer, tut tut tsk.”
“Yes, this must be the top three.”
“It’s really unbelievable.”
The appearance of King Chenyin caused 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 Dianya nodded silently.
“Eight-line sky, Chen Tianqiao, two hundred and seven 12 withered vines.”
“Qixiantian, Chen Jiang, two hundred and forty withered vines.”
“Liu Xian Tian, Chen fragrant flower, 284 withered vines.”
Chen fragrant flower‘s withered vine fruit set off another exclamation, reaching a new high.
“Wu Xian Tian, Chen Yi, one hundred and two 12 withered vines.”
“Chenlu, one hundred and twenty-four withered vines.”
“Chen Qingqing, one hundred and thirty-five withered vines.”
“…………”
“Sanxiantian, Chenhe, three hundred and eight withered vines!”
Wow —
The audience was in an uproar, Chen He is currently the most withered vine fruit.
“The second-line sky, Chen Wuxie, three hundred and fourteen.”
The perversions one by one made everyone excited. Sure enough, in front of the real evildoers, many people have already disappeared.
“I think Chen Wuxie must be the champion.”
“That’s right, Chen Wuxie from the second-tier sky, I’ve heard it for a long time. This time he can win the top spot, which is also what I expected.”
“More than three hundred withered vines, tut tut tsk, this guy doesn’t know how many people he killed, hehe.”
“Survival of the fittest, this is natural law, death is not important, who survives to the end is the most important.”
Everyone is gaze who envy and awe Chen Wuxie.
“It seems that this time, I will do my part, Hahaha.”
Chen Wuxie’s face was cold, full of smiles, and full of confidence.
“Front Line 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, gaze of domineering , and everyone dared not look at it.
“I will drop obediently, Chen Wuxie, I will definitely be the champion.”
“Chen Ji!”
“Chen Ji!”
“Chen Ji!”
Chen Wuxie also looked down at him with an overwhelming shout, and was extremely unwilling in his heart. He had already made preparations to welcome the championship, but halfway through killing a Chen Ji, her strength had already reached After the nebula-level 3-layer days, this power 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 shouting, Chen Ji has become the belief in everyone’s heart. expert is always respected, and no one dares to provoke it.
Chen Ji is hunting in purple robes, automatic without wind, cool temperament, and intoxicating. Such dragon and phoenix among men is exist(ence) that many genius can’t match.
“Sixiantian, Chen Jiang, 498 withered vines.”
When the sound of Jiang Chen’s echoed in the sky, the entire mountain range became completely quiet and silent.
At that moment, no one could have imagined that the sound of Jiang Chen’s could attract everyone’s gaze, so that no one could ignore it.
Four hundred and ninety-eight dead vines!
How can you not be jealous?
Jiang Chen‘s eyes are indifferent and calm, and many people can’t even believe it, but when Jiang Chen pulled out the withered vine fruit, it made those who have ties in their hearts all shut up.
But at this time, the most happy person is Chen Yubo, the elder of the four-line sky. This gave them a lot of face in the four-line sky. Even Great Elder Chen Beiliang was surprised. I didn’t expect this. The laurels of one time actually fell into the hands of genius, who is Sixiantian.