The venue of the Universe Holy War Finals can accommodate millions of spectators and has several spectators, some are conventional and some are suspended.

Two words, grand!

As the sect leader of the participating party, Jun Changxiao was arranged to be on the suspended platform north of the battle venue.

The vision is wide and you can witness the entire battle without blind spots.

In comparison, ordinary watch platforms have lost their grades. Due to their location, only a few battle platforms can be seen.

Fortunately, the organizer used the imaging formation, and a huge light curtain stood high with countless small light curtains, allowing the audience to pay attention to the situation of each battle stage at any time.

"Big deal."

Jun Changxiao sat down and looked at the entire venue.

Especially the construction of the Bidou platform shocked him, because in addition to the main venue, there are twelve trapezoidal venues around him, which looks like the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams diagram from the bottom.

"After all, it's the final of the Universe Holy War, so of course there must be a sequel." The system said.

Jun Chang smiled and said, "In the future, I will also hold the sect competition to this type of standard, so that all warriors in the entire universe can come to watch the battle!"

"The host should be more worried about his disciples. Although the Demon Emperor dared not take action, he was afraid of instigating his adopted son to take the poison." The system said.

"I believe they can face everything."

Speaking of this, Jun Changxiao looked at the Demon Emperor who was far away from each other intentionally or unintentionally. The other party also happened to see him. The two of them looked at each other and emitted lightning.

As the spark of love was about to come, a thick voice sounded from the main venue: "Participants are invited to appear!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

A stream of formation appeared in the twelve trapezoidal venues, and a contestant appeared in a pose.

"Ahhh!"

When ordinary warriors on the watchtower saw their idol appear, they suddenly burst into control and shouted loudly, and some even pulled out banners to support them.

Millions of viewers from different galaxies.

Almost every genius who appears has a support team, so the noise can be said to shake the world.

However, when the disciples of the Wangu Sect led by Lu Qianqian appeared in the trapezoidal venue, no one shouted for them, nor cheered for them, as if a group of poor children who had no father's love and mother's love were abandoned in the corner.

"Second Brother."

Su Xiaomo covered her ears and said, "It's so noisy."

Before Li Qingyang could answer the conversation, he was intercepted by Lu Qianqian in advance: "If you win the game, they will shut up."

“…”

Everyone muttered in their hearts: "Why did the eldest sister suddenly speak?"

"good!"

Su Xiaomo put her waist on her waist and grinned: "Win the game, win the championship, and calm the entire venue!"

Fortunately, the cheering voices overshadowed his words. Otherwise, if this was heard by the audience, it would definitely be sent to all kinds of contempt and ridicule without any accident.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The formation flowing light is still flashing, and the contestants are still appearing.

I have to say that there are many upper-level galaxies, and after the competition, there are not only many players who finally enter the finals, but also have very strong strength.

It is not known whether it was a coincidence or the organizer deliberately arranged that the Demon Emperor's Prodigal Son Group also appeared at the venue where the disciples of the Wangu Sect were located.

A adopted son hugged his hands and sneered: "If you meet the game, I will let you pass away."

"Tsk tsk."

Su Xiaomo said: "I'm not a small tone."

Behind him, Li Fei, Tian Qi and others laughed disapprovingly.

In terms of number of people, they are definitely not as good as the Demon Emperor's adopted son group, but they are not afraid at all when they fight.

especially.

The sect leader had ordered yesterday.

If you meet the adopted son of the Demon Emperor during the game, you don’t need any kindness and just do it.

"Huhh!"

"Huhh!"

The disciples of the Wangu Sect and the adopted son of the Demon Emperor are dozens of feet apart.

Both sides stared at me and I stared at you. Although I didn't take action directly, the explosive momentum had already started to fight in the air. The gloomy aura spread out shocked the nearby contestants trembled.

Two gangs.

None of them are good!

Don't win the lottery when drawing lots!

"Um?"

He Wudi, who was like a little transparent person, suddenly felt staring at him, so he felt that he looked over and saw the front of the adopted son group, clenched his fists sharply, and his eyes flashed with anger and murderous intent.

"Tsk tsk."

Su Xiaomo also noticed it and said, "This guy recovered very quickly from his injuries."

"Just garbage." Ye Xingchen said disdainfully.

"Click!"

Ling Li clenched his fists, his fingernails were trapped in his flesh, and he said angrily in his heart: "If you lose the main competition, you will never lose in the finals again!"

"Why."

A righteous brother next to him shook his head and said, "There is nothing special about these people. Someone can lose one after another. Sure enough, the adoptive father raised a waste."

“The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.”

"If my adoptive father sent me to the Cangyun Sect to participate in the battle, he would definitely win the championship easily."

In front of them, disciples of Wangu Sect were despised and ridiculed, while in the latter, the righteous brothers were sarcastic, and their fierce anger and mentality were almost blown up.

...

After all the contestants appeared, the organizer began his speech on a regular basis.

Jun Changxiao leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest until the other party's mother-in-law finished speaking, and did not open his eyes until he announced the lottery draw.

There is no difference between lottery draws and galaxy competitions. Ten thousand entrants present will choose an opponent, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated.

According to the name, Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang and others successively drew license plates. Because there were many contestants in the first round, they did not draw their own people and then started a civil war.

"Please enter the corresponding teleportation array in the first round."

"call!"

Li Shangtian took a deep breath, then walked towards the teleportation array ahead and said, "Senior brothers, I'll go first!"

He was the first disciple of the Wangu Sect to fight.

"Junior brother!"

Li Qingyang and others encouraged: "Go to win!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

Li Shangtian was sent to the corresponding fighting venue.

When the first batch of contestants entered the battle field one after another, dozens of small light curtains from high altitude appeared in the picture.

"I'll go!" Su Xiaomo looked up and saw his junior brother and the contestants he was facing, and said speechlessly: "Did you meet the adopted son of the Demon Emperor in the first game?"

"Why."

Li Shangtian shook his head and said, "I'm lucky."

His opponent is Ling Shi, and he is also one of the adopted sons of the Demon Emperor who just made a statement to mock Ling Li.

"have to."

Jun Chang smiled and spread his hands and said, "There was a good show when the war started."

"Boy."

Ling Shi tilted his head and smiled Leng Sen: "If the adoptive father sent me to the Cangyun system, you and your fellow disciples would not stand in the finals, but would go to the underworld to report early."

“…”

Li Shangtian touched his nose and said, "So arrogant."
To be continued...