Yue Hongming shook his head repeatedly and smiled lightly: "It's really disappointing, but it's just that. Since Qi Wushuang dares not fight me, then you, the second-person hero, come on! Come on!"

The words fell to the ground, and countless pairs of eyes remained in the center of the seat of the Shentian Palace, and a man with swollen muscles and covered with golden patterns.

The man kept meditating with his eyes closed, and when he heard this sound, he opened his eyes.

But he saw that his pupils were golden, like a god. Once he opened his eyes, the golden patterns on his body lit up.

Without saying a word, he stood up and walked towards the ring.

All the people in the Gods and Heavens Palace looked at each other with a bright look.

If Qi Wushuang really cannot participate in the battle between the Clans, then... the pursuit of the throne can be said to be the last hope of the Divine Heavenly Palace.

"Is this moment finally coming?" Yimeng Changjun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Isn't it a bit too fast?" Li Gu said with a smile.

"We still have a lot of trump cards that have not been taken out!" The old woman Na Tian smiled sinisterly.

"The God Heaven Palace is getting more and more disappointing." The Insighted Viewer shook his head repeatedly.

Everyone focused their attention on the pursuit of the throne.

Under the gaze of everyone, the emperor has stepped onto the arena and stood in front of Yue Hongming...

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Chapter completed!