Thinking of the brawl after the new competition rules, Holy Master Wu Ding had a gloomy face...Now that the brawl is in full swing, Lin Feng is sweeping all the major teams by himself, almost breaking the hearts of each major team.

"Yin Jiao...what on earth are you doing?"

Holy Master Wu Ding found that he could not find any trace of Yin Jiao on the battlefield.

"Here comes someone."

A black shadow appeared in the hall.

Holy Master Wu Ding muttered: "Let the videographers at the conference find Bian Suiyun's movements as soon as possible... There is no need to turn to the live broadcast, just send it privately."

"yes……"

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"How many of us are left?"

In the canyon and dense forest, not much green color can be seen at this time.

After the sound transmission stone rang, there was no response for a long time... The person who initiated the question couldn't help but look dead. He was proficient in the art of escaping from the earth. At this time, he was holding the team's dragon stone and was already three meters away from the canyon.

"I'm okay... I just ran out of pills."

"I'm sorry everyone, I need to find a place to hide and heal...at least three hours! When I recover from my injuries, I will definitely fight the forest demon again!"

There were some sparse responses from the Sound Transmission Stone this time, not many really... All the top 31 members seemed to be in a state of despair at this time.

A trace of dejection emerged, and he let out a long sigh.

And at this moment, at the edge of the battlefield in the ancient country, a silver light pillar suddenly rose into the sky... Since the light pillar appeared, a strong wind instantly spread around!

A strong wind came, causing his robe to flap wildly!

In the silver light pillar, a seven-foot-tall battle puppet with runes wrapped around its body, its arms slightly spread out, and a triple Dao pattern halo behind it, was rising slowly...

"Is it the [Wooden Ox] Team..." His expression suddenly changed, "Is it finally completed?"

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Under the huge battle puppet, in the silver beam of light, [Bian Suiyun] breathed out slowly and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He squinted at the ascending puppet, and his smile grew stronger, "Even the ancestor of [Yunzhongliao] may not have done a better job... [Yellow Turban Warrior - Special Attack], this is yours" Name."

At the same time, three strange cones hanging upside down were floating beside him, slowly turning.

As for the dragon stone in [North Lizhou], it has long been gone. It was devoured and used to heal the Taoist injuries in his body.

Of course you can use this thing as soon as you get it... How long do you have to wait?

He doesn't have time to play with these [juniors] in the realm of Taoism... If it weren't for the serious injuries on his body, even [Samantabhadra] wouldn't be able to leave this battlefield.

"With these three divine locking nails...Lin Feng has nothing to fear."

[Bian Suiyun] glanced vaguely at the sky, and then quickly left the forging place... Now after swallowing a dragon stone, the wounds have healed a little... and some methods can be used.

"God is really helping me. The battlefield of the ancient country here happens to be on the border of the human race..." [Bian Suiyun] sneered, made a strange hand seal, and entered the void.

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[Demon Realm]... deep in the mountains, deep in the mysterious [Flower God Palace].

A black light fell.

"It's the palace master's order!"

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"Send the order, all current emperors in the shrine will assemble immediately!"
Chapter completed!