"It's so hard to end this thing. I admire your courage!" Liluo priest froze coldly, and then looked at Wuluo priest, beating with energy: "Wuluo, dumb? Speak!"

The face of the Tibetan mirror priest is also very ugly. Now it is unnecessary to say anything. Facts have proved that it is difficult for the person to be defeated by No. Senyu to be a big task.

The so-called hope is greater, the greater the disappointment, the Tibetan mirror priest Shen Shen said: "Give us an explanation! If not, the torch priest, your Wuluo tribe will be held alone, and we will withdraw!"

The Wuluo tribe is so confused, how dare they block their lives? Before the formal confrontation with Nu Tianyu had been made, the retreat was too late.

Under the focus of everyone, the priest's face was actually uglier than anyone present.

His cheek muscles squirmed slightly, showing that his heart was not calm, and his voice was hoarsely shaken because of the dramatic changes in his emotions: "Hu Yifan, do you have any other reason?"

Only one cultivator was injured, how to convince him?

"You don't believe it?" Xia Qingchen asked back.

Wulu priest stared at him, and forbeared with anger and impulse: "How do you make me believe? It's not a coincidence, just happened to be injured at this time, and since the injury is so heavy, it also asserts that it can be recovered at dawn, how can I believe it? "

Not long ago, he could defeat No. Senyu, but he claimed to be injured in a blink of an eye. Who can accept it?

In the crowd, the black ghost coming from the news, contemplatively said: "Dad, would he use some barbaric technique to stimulate the potential, so he defeated No. Senyu, now the potential is exhausted, and he is back to its original form ?"

As soon as this remark came out, most of the people present suddenly appeared.

Not bad!

This explanation is the most reasonable. Otherwise, how could a super arrogant who could defeat the first brave man of the wild one move be anonymous?

Even the Wulu priests guessed, the change of Xia Qingchen's body before and after did indeed seem to be caused by barbarism.

Wu Guiming added fuel and vinegar: "Dad, he deceived you, deceived us Wuluo tribe, or in accordance with the rules of Wuluo tribe, smash it to the rock!"

Taking advantage of your illness, Xia Qingchen's punch made Wu Guiming hateful.

The Uber symbol on the side also narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Priest, kill him as soon as possible to calm down the anger of the other two tribes, and then it will be unpredictable."

The priest of Wuluo turned his hesitant killing eyes in his eyes. If he killed, it would be a pity, not killing, and embarrassed.

At this moment, Wu Xiangtian held a steel knife and walked out firmly: "Kill him, where are you going to find a replacement?"

There are only less than three hours left before the torch offering. If you want to find a deceased who is of good age and willing to play, there is still a certain strength. The possibility is zero.

The words awakened everyone, and the appearance of the priests of Li Luo and the priests of Tibetan mirrors changed again and again, and they dared not intimidate them again.

If the number of people is not even enough, the torch offering is impossible.

Wu Xiangtian said in a timely manner: "It would be better to give him a chance to let him die in martial arts while he still has a little potential."

He is the only one who knows that Xia Qingchen is definitely not a man who uses overdraft potential.

Because, before defeating No. Senyu, Xia Qingchen still took the Red Slave and died, and the time between the two was very long, but the overdraft potential usually only lasted one hour.

Therefore, Xia Qingchen said that he was injured in cultivation, he believed it, but the rest did not believe it.

Wuluo priest looked at Liluo priest and Tibetan mirror priest: "How do you think?"

The two looked at each other and sighed heavily: "Hey! What is the matter now?"

Unless, they give up fighting for the throne!

But once in a lifetime opportunity, they are impossible to let go, and they only pin their hopes on the other eight deceased, hoping that their strength can offset the adverse impact brought by Xia Qingchen.

Wu Luo priest said: "Well, then let it go, I want to reconsider."

A group of people dispersed, and he looked back at Xia Qingchen again, with a cold expression of suppression in his eyes: "Tomorrow's fighting, you try your best."

He can no longer pin the hope of victory on Xia Qingchen, and he needs to prepare otherwise!

"You are ready to fulfil the promise." Xia Qingchen calmed down as before, turned away, glanced at Wu Xiangtian before leaving, and his lips moved: "Thank you."

"One another." Wu Xiangtian proudly raised his neck, still arrogant as before.

Xia Qingchen helped him once, he helped Xia Qingchen once, even with each other!

The moment of time is dawn.

Xia Qingchen silently crossed his knees, leaning on a strong body and some healing drugs, his internal injuries have been healed.

"Catch up." Xia Qingchen stood up, his skeleton like a fried bean, making a crackling sound, seemingly thin body, hiding the surging physical strength.

The strange noise awakened the sleeping Luo Narcissus.

For the first time in half a month, she slept peacefully for the first time, and she was full of energy. Looking at Xia Qingchen who had not slept all night, she smiled gratefully and gracefully, and woke up to wash her face and serve him: "Master, please."

She had put herself in the maid's posture, Xia Qingchen took the towel and said, "You're welcome."

Luo Narcissus was relieved to stand in front of Xia Qingchen: "Yesterday, when you rescued me from the barbarian, I was already your person, and it is right to serve you."

Xia Qingchen waved his hand: "Saving you is a lifting of your hand, why should you care so much?"

Luo Shuixian shook his head and smiled indifferently on his cheek: "Whatever you think, I don't care, but when you asked me for rewards from the barbarian yesterday, I belong to you."

"Of course, you have to leave me alone, I will not complain." Luo Shuixian smiled, his face filled with a little uneasiness.

Xia Qingchen repeatedly pushed back, really did not want to control her?

After all, it might not be easy to take her out of Lounan.

"Okay, follow me." Xia Qingchen patted her shoulder, and a trace of star power poured into her body to help her calm down.

In this way, Luo Narcissus regained his brilliance, tidying up his clothes, combing his hair, and pretending to be a slave girl.

"Wuluo priest please!" The barbarian's report sounded outside the door.

Time is up!

"Let's go!" Xia Qingchen stepped forward with his hand, and Luo Narcissus also followed.

Soon after, the gold account.

The core tribes of the Wuluo tribe are already present. In addition, there are two dead men Xia Qingchen has seen. They are covered with pinholes, and their expressions are extremely determined.

Slightly weird, Wu Guiming actually stood beside them.

"You're here." Wulu priest simply nodded to Xia Qingchen's head and said, "Now, to you combatants, formally announce the rules of fighting."

Xia Qingchen listened patiently. The rules were very simple. Through the lottery, one-to-one battles with the strong men selected by Nu Tianyi at the crater.

"In view of the unstable volcanoes in recent years, I will give you participants to wear a piece of magic stone." He took out three pieces of broken stone, and to Xia Qingchen's surprise, there was a trace of divinity on the stone. (Continue to update at 12 o'clock)