Chapter 922: :shock!
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The clear voice reverberated down, resounding in the ears of every young monk in the East, instantly igniting the hottest desire and blood in their hearts!
"The Holy Way of the Heavens! The Holy Way of the Heavens! The Holy Way of the Heavens..."
In an instant, the earth-shaking shouts resounded through the sky with endless enthusiasm and high voice.
Even if the ancient gold battle platform affects the Hundred Great City Lord, his heart is slightly agitated at this moment. Feeling the warm atmosphere, I feel that the Son is extraordinary, but a few words have aroused everyone's emotions.
At this time, above the seats in the first row, the faces of two of them changed slightly!
One is Murong Evergreen!
At this moment, Murong Changqing's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the tall and slender figure above the pitch black throne in the void, with a trace of doubt and denial in it, constantly interweaving.
Because Murong Evergreen felt that the voice of this incomparably honorable Son of the Heavens and Dao was so familiar, he had heard it in general, even in the bottom of my heart, Murong Evergreen had the answer. h) Cool Craftsman Online "Forever Free-Fei Kan Xiao O says:
But because of this, he felt a little absurd and kept vetoing himself.
"No! Impossible! Although Wuxia is excellent, I believe that he will become a great in the future! But in just half a year, he will not be able to reach such a high position! I must be thinking too much...it must be! "
And the other one whose face changed slightly was Zhou Lieyang!
He also felt that the voice of the saint was extremely familiar, and he felt that way yesterday, but Zhou Lieyang's heart was not happy and shocked, because his instinct told him that whenever this voice sounded, he had something The trembling from the depths of the soul.
This feeling is unclear, and it seems to contain great horror.
"It must be me thinking too much! What kind of person is this saint? How can I offend him! And Yan'er is the top three genius disciple of the heavenly saints, and his status is not low. With him, I still want to come Who can speak in front of this Saint Son..."
Zhou Lieyang shook his head, as if to throw away the anxiety and anxiety in his heart.
At this moment, Ye Wuque above the sky looked down on the ancient gold battle platform through the black cloak, and everyone's expressions were in full view, including Uncle Changqing and Zhou Lieyang.
When his eyes swept over Murong Changqing, Ye Wuque's heart warmed. He could see that Uncle Changqing had recognized his voice, but he didn't dare to confirm it.
As for Zhou Lieyang's old man, Ye Wuque sneered at the corner of his mouth.
Last night, Elder Gu returned smoothly and informed Ye Wuque of everything. Sima Ao has been successfully taken out, but his injuries are not light. Now, under Ye Wuque’s arrangement, Lin Yingluo, Mo Qingye, Mo Bailou, and Sima The four Ao were staying in the fiery battle ship above the void to recover from their wounds, and the blood ghost stayed with them all.
In this world, the deafening shouts continued, and it took a full quarter of an hour to stop.
Seeing this, Ye Wuque continued to smile and said: "Everyone's enthusiasm is very high, so I will inform everyone of the selection method. The selection is divided into three categories. One is the qualification selection, and the second is the mind selection. The third is the selection of combat strength. The results of each test are divided into three ranks: upper, middle and lower ranks. Anyone who can achieve middle rank or above in the three selections has the qualification to worship the holy ways of the heavens."
As soon as Ye Wuque said these words, the entire ancient gold battle platform boiled again!
In the next instant, the elder Zigu who stood beside Ye Wuque stepped out, his figure flickered, and appeared on the ancient gold battle platform.
With a flash of light from her right hand, nine huge **** of light emitting rich light appeared, the size of a human head, floating in the void!
This sphere of light is precisely the spiritual sphere that can measure aptitude.
Immediately afterwards, Elder Xuetao and Elder Cong stepped out in the same step and appeared in the other two places of the Gu Jin platform.
The elder Xuetao's sleeves fluttered, and a cyan ancient stone the size of a hundred meters was born, it was so mottled, it fell on the ancient gold battle platform with a thud.
Only Elder Cong didn't make any movements, but beside him, there were several rippling vortices like water waves, which seemed to be connected to many small worlds.
The three elders took the initiative and were responsible for the tests of aptitude, character, and combat power.
After all this was done, the entire ancient gold battle platform became silent again, all eyes were on the three elders, breathing slowly became rapid, and the atmosphere became stagnant and dense again, several times that of just now!
"Hehe, you don't need to be nervous, you just need to show a normal mind."
Ye Wuque's voice resounded again, but this time there was no effect, and the atmosphere was still very solemn.
This scene let Ye Wuwei know that if the atmosphere is allowed to remain so stagnant, it will definitely affect the mood of the testers and prevent them from performing the best, which will undoubtedly affect the final selection results.
Therefore, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, and he immediately said with a smile: "Since everyone is so nervous, then I have to let everyone relax. Then, everyone can make a request to me. As long as I don't let me kill people and set fires, I can. Satisfy everyone."
Ye Wuque's voice echoed down from above the sky and fell in everyone's ears, making them startled for a moment. After laughing, suddenly a trembling but extremely excited daughter's voice sounded from the ancient gold battle platform!
"I...I want to see what you look like, Saint Son!"
It was a young girl, she was shy and blushing at the moment, but she had courage and deep desire in her eyes!
As soon as these words came out, the entire ancient gold battle platform was stagnant, and then there were earth-shattering sounds of agreement and cheers!
"Holy Son! holy Son! holy Son..."
Undoubtedly, the young girl monk's words were approved by everyone, and they shouted together at this moment.
Above the sky, Ye Wuque's face under the cloak flashed a hint of astonishment, and he obviously didn't expect someone to make such a request.
But he immediately showed a helpless smile on his head.
Now that the words have been released, how can they go back in full view.
"It seems that everyone is very curious about my true face... Well, if that's the case, please satisfy everyone's curiosity."
This sentence fell from the sky, and the world suddenly became silent!
Everyone looked at the tall and slender figure with excitement and expectation!
For this saint son with endless legends, everyone knows that he seems to be very young, which makes many people wonder what this saint son looks like.
Under the ancient gold battle stage, Murong Changqing had tears in his eyes at this moment, and his whole body was shaking slightly!
Zhou Lieyang frowned slightly, but the anxiety in his heart was slowly magnifying!
Murong Binglan raised her head, revealing her white neck, her beautiful eyes staring at the figure above the sky, deep expectations and curiosity in her eyes!
Murong Hai with a scarred face flashed a hint of doubt on his face at this moment, and he stared at him closely.
Even Murongtian was staring at that voice closely at this time, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
On the dark throne, a slender and white hand protruded from the cloak, slowly leaning toward the cloak covering the head.
At the same time, the clear voice echoed with an inexplicable smile.
"Originally, I was going to show everyone my true face after the selection was over. It was a surprise for everyone, but I didn’t expect it to be ahead of schedule. It was really unexpected, but this is the end of the matter. I can do some things now. said."
"For Dongtu, I have a lot of affection and a deep nostalgia. To come back now is also equivalent to returning home, because I came out of Dongtu..."
As soon as these words fell, the world was dead!
Immediately afterwards, the slender and white palm was gently pulled, and under everyone's attention, a black cloak covering the top of the Saint Child was completely pulled down!
In the next moment, a fair and handsome face appeared, with bright eyes and a smile on his face. If the prince of the family is graceful and full of strange and deep charm, who else could it be Ye Wuque?
In this deadly world, boundless cheers and incredible shouts erupted in the next instant!
That face, that pair of eyes, that smile, no one has forgotten the entire Dongtu!
Ye Wuque!
Saint Son was actually Ye Wuque who worshipped the Holy Way of the Heavens after winning the Champion of the Hundred Cities War in Dongtu half a year ago!
It turned out to be him?
How could it be him?
It's him!
In an instant, everyone seemed to have endless thunder rushing, roaring!
On the ancient gold battle stage, Murong Changqing suddenly got up with excitement, laughed loudly, two rows of tears slipped down, and his heart was full of excitement and pride!
Murong Hai also got up, with an incredible expression on his face, and then slowly revealed a trace of deep admiration and wonder!
And that Murongtian's mouth was fully grown at this moment, with a face of **** in the day, bloodshot gushing out of his eyes, and then completely gray and dimmed, and there was no more anger in his eyes. !
"How could it be him... how could it be him..."
The expression on Murong Binglan, who seemed to be the most proud peacock, was completely frozen at this moment!
She even wiped her eyes subconsciously, thinking she was dazzled, but no matter how many times she wiped it, at the end of that gaze, it was really that young man sitting on the dark throne, Ye Wuque!
"It's him... he... he turned out to be the saint son of the holy way of the heavens! Why... why... I... I..."
Murong Binglan's red lips murmured unconsciously, and there was a loss of consciousness in her beautiful eyes, and the whole person was completely lost, as if the backbone was taken away!
Originally, she thought she had forgotten and suppressed this memory, but at the moment when she saw Ye Wuque, they all broke out!
I never forgot it!
Immediately afterwards, Murong Binglan laughed loudly, two lines of clear tears slipped down, and her heart was once again overwhelmed by an indescribable deep regret!
Her thoughts are constantly reverberating, and her memories are flooding like a tide!
In the past, I refused Ye Wuque's disgust and happiness of breaking the contract!
Ye Wuque defeated Murong Tian's strength and dominance!
The loss and regret after Ye Wuque became the champion of the Hundred Cities War!
Until this moment, the young face with a full smile on the sky!
"If so... if so... I never refused in the past... the present me... the present me..."
Thinking of this, Murong Binglan's legs suddenly softened, and she fell heavily on the stone bench, feeling ashamed.
On the other side, Zhou Lieyang's old face had already changed dramatically!
There seemed to be endless demons wailing in his heart, and an indescribable fear and fear was madly breeding in his heart!
"This little bastard! He...he turned out to be a holy son!"
The silent roar was rippling in my heart, and Zhou Lieyang's fear at this moment had reached its limit!
In the next instant, Zhou Lieyang seemed to feel something. He raised his head subconsciously, looked above the void, and immediately collided with a bright eye with infinite chill!
At the same time, Ye Wuque's voice rang in Zhou Lieyang's ears.
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