The reason why people choose to watch this battle is because the name of the **** of wealth is too loud in this battle of God. It is a rare thing that three people have entered the top 16 under one god.

Then there is the reason for Zhuo Dong’s coming. The genius boy of Wuweidao Palace has already had the name of shocking the world.

In addition to the Daqin Empire, the power of the Inaction Palace can only be hidden in the dark. Within the other six empires, the power of the Inaction Palace is not overemphasized.

The name of Zhuo Donglai is very eye-catching. I don’t know how many idols in the heart of a **** boy.

"Second brother, who do you think will win this battle?" Yan Dan and Yan Beifei watched together.

Yan Beifei’s injury has not healed, his face is slightly pale, sitting in front of the temple and watching the light curtain in front of him, he said without hesitation: “Gold coins.”

Yan Dan nodded and said nothing. Yan Beifei looked at his expression and knew that he didn't think so.

"His Royal Highness, although Zhuo Donglai is also a natural and vertical, but if I am desperate, I can't win him, but I can make him pay some price. But the gold coin makes me feel desperate, not a layer of existence." Yanbei The reason why Fei emphasizes this is because he is afraid that when Yan Dan is on the gold coins, he still has a general mentality.

Yan Dan said: "The level of gold coins may indeed be very strong, but it will be reduced to ten meetings. That Zhuo Donglai is a god-given god, and there is no Zixia Xianyi gene species passed down by the Taoist ancestors. Gold coins are afraid that they may not be able to benefit. ""

"Zi Xia Xianyi is indeed powerful and invincible, but Zhuo Dong came to him to use it in the battle of God?" Yanbei flew.

Yan Dan smiled: "He doesn't need it, naturally someone will let him use it."

"What do the Prince know?" Yan Beifei heard the meaning of Yandan's words.

After Yan Dan took the teacup and took a sip, he smiled and said: "When the Tianzong lord accepted Zhuodong, he really regarded Zhuo Dong as his own, and taught him as much as he could, when he was the future of Tianzong. Master Zong Dong. Zhuo Donglai can have today's achievements. In addition to his own talents and efforts, more than half of them are the merits of the Emperor of Heaven."

"Does this have anything to do with Zhuo Donglai's use of Zixia Xianyi?" Yan Beifei asked.

Yan Dan sighed: "The saddest thing in the world is that the hero is late, one person is old, and there is more to think about. The heroic spirit has been worn by the years without corners, leaving only some human calculations. If you are old enough, you can always get a son. The old man gave birth to a son in the year of his death."

Yanbei Fei suddenly understood: "He has a son, naturally he hopes that his son can inherit the position of the Emperor of Heaven, but there is that Zhuo Donglai in Tianzong, even if he is his son, it is impossible to compete for Zhuo Donglai, so ......"

Yan Dan smiled and said: "This is the case. In the past two years, the relationship between the Emperor and the Zhuo Dong has not been very good. Even if we outsiders can see clearly, Zhuo Donglai and the Emperor of Heaven are only afraid of one injury."

"So, if there is any idea of ​​the patriarch of the day, Zhuo Dong is likely to use Zixia Xianyi." Yan Beifei now fully understands.

Between the two talking, I saw a figure rushing into the starry battlefield. It was the young genius Zhuo Dong who came to the world.

Zhuo Dong came to a white dress to win the snow today. His long hair was like a waterfall. He didn't fit with the genetics. He just sat on the back of a white crane, and he flew into the starry battlefield.

"He is more terrible than he was a year ago. When I saw him a year ago, I could still see the depth of three points. Now I can't even see a point. He is only less than twenty years old. What? The character of the sky is only four characters, and the world is afraid that only he can be worthy of Zhuo Dong." Yan Beifei said.

"Now the second brother, you think, who will win this battle?" Yan Dan asked with a smile.

Yanbeifei hesitated, still said: "Gold coins."

Yan Dan looked at Yan Beifei with some surprise: "Do you think that gold coins can beat Zixia Xianyi?"

Yanbei fluttered his head and his face appeared bitter: "Maybe I have a psychological shadow. Zhuo Donglai and Zixia Xianyi are really strong, but I always feel that gold coins will not be defeated."

Yan Dan reveals a deep thought, Yan Beifei's heart is strong, he is very clear, even Yan Beifei are so jealous of the gold coin, and even gave birth to a psychological shadow, it can be seen that the gold coin is indeed extraordinary, can not be treated with care.

At this time, in the starry battlefield, there was a flash of people, and a figure shrouded in a **** flame entered the starry sky, facing Zhuodong, who was riding on the back of the white crane.

"It’s finally here." Tianyuan Wang had long guessed that the gold coin was Hansen, so he was very interested in this battle and wanted to know how Hansen’s true strength was.

Lokid is also watching this battle, and he wants to know how strong the **** of wealth behind Hansen is.

All the people who watched this battle involuntarily straightened their bodies, their eyes fixed on the light curtain of God, waiting for the battle of the two terrorist powers to begin.

Han Sen looked at the opposite Zhuo Donglai, and his look was slightly strange.

He has been speculating whether this Zhuo Donglai is the reincarnation of the Alliance's Zhuo Donglai. Now when he sees him face to face, there are some speculations that he wants to overthrow himself.

The Zhuo Donglai of the Alliance is an old-fashioned person, and he keeps the goatee. Although it is not ugly, it is absolutely impossible to get along with the handsome word.

This Zhuo Donglai is a jade-faced ink, which looks like a paint, and is tall and straight. Even if he just sits there, there is still a kind of uncomfortableness.

It’s just about the value of the face, so the old man doesn’t know a few streets.

Zhuo Donglai is also looking at Han Sen, who has no intention of doing it. He just asks very casually: "What are you good at in addition to the knife method?"

"Whatever it will be, but it is not superb." Hansen replied.

"It will be enough. I am obsessed with swordsmanship recently. Are you interested?" Zhuo Dong said with a smile.

"I will also have a little sword sword, so I can accompany one or two." Han Sen looked at Zhuo Dong with interest and felt that this person was very interesting.

"It's so good. I learned the sword for a year. I only learned a sword. You can use one of my tricks to use it." Zhuo Dong came up and stood on the back of the white crane, his left middle finger. Closed with the index finger, made a swordsmanship.

Zhuo Donglai did not fit with the genetic species, but there was a purple rising in the body, just like the beginning of the oriental glow, a little Zixia is condensed at his fingertips.

In that moment, all the spectators' eyes were not attracted by the purple flowers that were at their fingertips. It felt like the whole sky and the sky were left with only a little purple, and the eyes could no longer accommodate it.

"One dollar sword!" Within the palace of Wuwei, an old man was shocked.