Chapter 1,227

When Mu Chen, Luo Li and his party arrived at the Xitian Zhan City, the city was already popular, and what shocked the most was that in the city, a vast wave of spiritual power would surge into the sky from time to time. The fluctuations of spiritual power obviously entered the level of the supreme earth.

"This is really a crowd of heroes."

When Mu Chen sensed this scene, he couldn't help but sigh. Such a grand occasion was no less than the opening of the Ancient Heavenly Palace in Tianluo Continent.

"After all, it is a battle for the son of the mainland. In today's world, the title of the son of the mainland has the nickname "Ticket for the Supreme Heaven". No supreme of the Earth can resist such temptation. If not every force could only get one quota, even I would want to try my luck." On the side, Luo Tianshen also smiled.

Although the Luoshen clan has just stabilized, this time, Luo Tianshen still personally accompanied Mu Chen and Luo Li to the Xitian Zhancheng. After all, because of the previous order of the War Emperor, many powerful people in the Xitian Continent are somewhat repulsive to Mu Chen. So for the sake of peace, he decided to follow all the way to avoid a breakdown.

"Grandpa, your strength is probably not going to be able to grab that place even if you participate in the Supreme Battlefield of the Supreme Position." Luo Li chuckled lightly when she heard this, and her eyes were filled with a smile.

At this time, Luo Li was wearing a mysterious dress, and her clothes looked more and more curved against the slender and delicate body. However, on her beautiful face, there was a tulle cover. As she cultivated the Dharma body of the God of Luo, Luo Li's already stunning face seemed to have a qualitative change. Sometimes even Mu Chen was a little dazed from time to time, so to avoid trouble in this behavior, she directly covered her cheeks with the tulle.

But she didn't know that the looming exquisite outline highlighted some hazy beauty, causing a lot of hot looking.

When Luo Tianshen heard his granddaughter's words, he couldn't help but blow his beard and said in anger: "Mu Chen, this kid, dares to participate in the battlefield of the supreme position in the supreme position, why don't you say he?"

"Even big names like Yan Emperor think he has a chance of winning. How can my vision be compared with senior Yan Emperor?" Luo Li said with a smile.

"What a sharp-tongued girl!"

Luo Tianshen rolled his eyes, then glared at the innocent Mu Chen with a fierce look on his face, and walked towards Xitian Zhan City angrily.

Mu Chen shrugged helplessly, while Luo Li blinked her big eyes playfully at him. The charm caused Mu Chen's heart to be shocked, and then he stretched out his palm with a smile and quietly held the girl's delicate little hand.

Luo Li broke free for a moment, but failed, so he could only blush slightly and let him do it. Then, under the many stunning and envious eyes, the two of them slowly followed Luo Tianshen in front of them.

The three of them entered the city and asked for a brief inquiry. They headed straight to a group of heroes in the southwest of the city. There was a gathering place for the "Sons of the Continent" battle, and all the powerful men gathered in it.

When the three of them spent some time to come to the building of the heroes, they were also slightly shocked, because they could clearly feel that in this majestic pavilion, at least hundreds of powerful spiritual power fluctuations were converging and colliding with each other.

That is to say, the tower of heroes alone gathers more than a hundred supremes. It seems that now, seven or eighteen supremes in the Western Heaven Continent have come here.

In that slight shock and sigh, the three of them walked into the hero building, which was extremely spacious and bright, and the sound of boiling sounds kept coming out

The three of them entered it, glanced at the center, and then they stopped at the center of the same time. They saw that there was a stone tablet standing there, and there were constant flashing of inspiration on the stone tablet, and there were also figures around it.

"What is that?" Luo Li couldn't help but ask curiously when she saw this.

"That's the favorite list of the sons of the mainland to win the championship this time." Luo Tianshen glanced at him, then showed a playful look at Mu Chen.

When Mu Chen heard this, he was a little interested. The three of them approached and glanced at him. The first one saw the favorite list of the championship in the supreme battlefield. The name of the number one in the hot list made Mu Chen chuckle.

Because the number one place was Luo Li.

Behind her name, there was still a flash of numerical inspiration. Looking closely, it seemed to be a number of 230 million. The unit behind the number was obviously the Supreme Spirit Liquid.

"That means that there are a total of people who bet on the supreme spiritual liquid of 230 million, betting that Luo Li can become the champion in the supreme battlefield in the lower-ranking supreme battlefield." Luo Tianshen said with a smile.

Mu Chen nodded and looked down, only to see that the second place should not be underestimated. He had a bet of 200 million, and he followed Luo Li closely. The second place was named Ling Feizi.

"Is the Ling Concubine among the Four Saints?" Mu Chen nodded secretly. No wonder he was able to chase Luo Li, and it turned out that he had an extraordinary background.

After Mu Chen looked at it, he turned his gaze to the supreme battlefield of the superior. At first glance, he felt a tragic aura coming to his face. The competitiveness was so fierce that it was so fierce than the supreme battlefield of the inferior.

The one in the first place was the Ling Zhanzi, the head of the four saints of the Western Heavenly War Hall, with a bet of 400 million. This scale made Mu Chen secretly amazed. Thinking about the prince of the Daxia Dynasty who was blackmailed by Lin Jing for a 100 million IOU. Even if the scale of these 400 million supreme spiritual liquids was completely drained, they would probably not be able to produce them.

After Ling Zhanzi, there were the other two holy sons, Ling Jianzi and Ling Longzi. Their combined total was as high as 500 million.

"The four saints of the Western Heaven War Hall are indeed famous." Mu Chen couldn't help but sigh when he saw that the top three favorites were occupied by the three saints of the Western Heaven War Hall.

Behind the three saints, there is also a relatively familiar name. It is the three top tyrants in the Western Heaven Continent that Luo Li had reminded him before, Liu Xingchen, the master of Xingchen Pavilion, Su Mu, the immortal of Langya Sword, and the Badao Chumen.

The bets of the three of them are no less than those of Ling Jianzi and Ling Longzi. Obviously, many of them are qualified to compete with the three saints of the Western Heaven War Hall.

And then, the bet volume plummeted, and it was obvious that most of the people were concentrated on these six people.

"Here, have you seen your name?" When Mu Chen sighed at the huge scale of this bet, Luo Tianshen on the side suddenly smiled at Mu Chen with malicious intentions.

Mu Chen looked at his gaze, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, because at the end of the stone tablet, he saw his name, but the amount of bets behind him was only a miserable 500,000 Supreme Spirit Liquid.

This is simply not described as the previous bets of billions, just like the average miserable

Luo Li couldn't help but smile when she saw this scene, and then she quickly stood up for Mu Chen and said, "These people are really not capable of seeing."

Mu Chen touched his nose and smiled indifferently: "I think anyone who has no brains breaks will not bet that a lower-level supreme can win the championship in the upper-level supreme battlefield."

"Hey, it seems you're a little self-aware."

However, just as Mu Chen's self-deprecating voice fell, a slightly cold and old voice suddenly came.

Mu Chen, Luo Li, and Luo Tianshen frowned. Looking at the sound, they saw that the blood spirit son appeared at some point and stared at them with a gloomy face.

"Who am I thinking it is? It turns out to be a devastated dog." Luo Tianshen's face turned cold. He would tease Mu Chen. It was his own joke. Now the blood spirit son suddenly jumped out and mocked Mu Chen, so he naturally would not tolerate him.

Xue Lingzi's expression also darkened when he heard this. Then he smiled coldly, turned his head, and smiled at the person behind him, "Hehe, Brother Xiong Ba, didn't you say you were very interested in Mu Chen? Look, this person is it."

"But this junior is indeed ignorant of the greatness of the world. With the support of Emperor Yan, he does not take the supreme supreme of the Western Heaven Continent seriously at all. Now he wants to mix the power of the supreme supreme of the lower position and the supreme battlefield of our supreme."

The voice of Xue Lingzi was obviously intentionally uncovered, and the sound spread directly in this pavilion. So the building, which was originally a little boiling, suddenly became quiet. Then, the gazes with different eyes were projected from all directions and landed on Mu Chen.

"He is the Mu Chen who has been rumored to the public recently?"

"He is so young, he is a stunning person. He is just too arrogant. He is the supreme battlefield of the supreme battlefield that he can't get involved now."

"Haha, it's better if the backend is strong enough. Even the sons of our mainland in Xitian Continent can be forced to get the quota."

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All kinds of whispers spread quietly, but most of them were a little dissatisfied. Obviously, they were quite resentful of Mu Chen's intervention in such a precious place for the sons of the continent in the Western Paradise.

Amid the many whispers, a burly man was able to cast his gaze full of fierceness behind the Blood Spirit Zi. He glanced at Mu Chen and snorted coldly: "Where did the young boy come from? He really wasted that precious place!"

His voice was full of anger and resentment, because he was also a supreme emperor, but he was only under the command of the Xitian War Hall, and the time was still short. Therefore, even though he had many operations this time, he still failed to get a quota. Now Mu Chen is just an outsider and has no foundation in the Xitian Continent, but he can still get a quota, which naturally makes him extremely unbalanced.

"Junior, do you dare to fight with me? If you lose, then hand over the quota so as not to enter the battlefield. Not only will you be embarrassed, but you will lose your life." The burly man named Xiong Ba stared at Mu Chen with fierce eyes and sneered.

However, Mu Chen only raised his eyelids and his face was quite calm, but the words spoken from his mouth made the pavilion quiet.
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