Peerless Martial God 2

The goddess of the king sits high, the colorful light fills the entire battlefield, and finally the hands shake, the gentle voice conveys.

"Please come to the last list of gods!!".

From the foothills of the Fengqi Mountain, the old people screamed, and countless people looked up and saw a gray robe old man standing on the foothills of 40,000 meters. The robe swayed and countless people admired.

"That is... an adult in the city of God?"

Someone who knows the old man in the gray robes can't help but be amazed. Other people who know the old man in the gray robes are all excited.

The old man in the gray robe is the person in charge of the **** city. It is said to be from the kingdom of God. He was sent by the kingdom of God to take charge of the whole **** city. It has the same effect as the goddess of the **** house, but the status is not as high as the goddess.

"Is it a god?" Lin Feng is also surprised. If you don't look carefully at the gray light that spread around the old man in the gray robe, it is easy to be seen as an ordinary old man. But how can the person in charge of Shencheng be so simple?

"A hundred masters of the gods a year ago, except for the top five who did not come to participate, the rest came."

"But in the past year, I have experienced many things. Among them, 13 of them have problems in cultivation and become wastes. They dare not come again. Two of them have lost their lives. They are Feng Yiyuan and Tan Long."

"In addition to these fifteen people, there are still eighty people all together."

The old man in the gray robe screamed, his cold eyes swept over the eighty-five people, and then looked at the new generation of power not on the list.

"You are from six, five or even four halls, all of which are the leaders of their respective forces, so the next game will be cruel, I hope you will not back down."

The old man looked at Lin Feng here, and looked at the strong who sent out to the Four Temples, and shouted.

Although Lin Feng killed Feng Yiyuan, it can be said that it is the master of the twenty-seventh of the gods list, but only after this competition can the statistics be counted, so Lin Feng is no longer in the list of gods.

"The gods and the peak competition set a total of four levels, namely the preliminary, rematch, final, and challenge."

"The preliminary round has already been completed. The prelude to the predecessor of the Dufu is the preliminary round. All of you will participate in the rematch."

The old man in the gray robe continued to say that his face did not flash the slightest emotional fluctuations, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"The semi-finals will eliminate 90% of the people, leaving only the top ten players in this list, so the ten people who stayed in the last place are the top ten in this list."

"The remaining ninety people will be ranked one by one in the order of failure."

"The top ten will be in the finals, playing against the semi-god strong, whoever persists for the longest, who is the champion of this competition."

"After the finals, it is the challenge. Anyone who is not convinced can go forward to challenge. If the challenge is successful, they can sit in the corresponding position. If they fail, the previous positions will be canceled and the latter will be replaced."

"The game begins, the first, the spirit game!".

Bang...

As the roar of the old man in the grey robe sounded, everyone felt that the heavens and the earth were trembled, as if they were afraid of the emperor’s prestige, and countless gray energy gathered on the old man. Suddenly the old man’s hands were printed and shouted. Big India went straight to the sky.

In an instant, the whole world seems to have become gray, but after a while, all the talents found that this is a gray chessboard in the sky, an endless gray chessboard, with horrible time and space, even Lin Fengdu Have to take a cold breath.

His own time and space morality has reached seven or even eight, but the old man's time and space morality is already a great success, that is, the nine peaks.

This made Lin Feng feel shocked, and at the same time secretly admire the old man in the gray robe, who is worthy of being the Emperor.

"Climb to come!". The old man in the gray robes broke off, and countless strong men all stepped out in one step. They used all their ability to make a living, only to be able to log in to the Fengqi Mountain, which is 40,000 meters high.

However, in the process of mountaineering, there is still a struggle. Only a moment, five people have been bombarded and lost the qualification for competition. The sects of these five people are also changed, and some people who are angry with them.

But the game is a game, it is cruel, there is no reason to speak.

"Dream, let's go." Lin Feng looked at the dreams beside his eyes, Shen Sheng.

The dream nodded slightly, and the cold skirt moved slightly. The dream was like a cold fairy in the sky. It jumped to the sky, and there was no pause. When others were still fighting, the dream was flying halfway up the mountain.

At this time, a few people on the mountainside wanted to fly out their dreams, but they were horrified to find that they were like the breath of ice all over the world. In a flash, their bodies were frozen, and finally they waved their hands. With the strength of the seven spirits of the Holy Spirit, it was so blasted.

Dreams don't stop, and continue to fly upwards. At this time, no one is boring to find a dream trouble.

Lin Feng stepped out and jumped up the cliffs of the mountains. Without stopping at all, everyone could only see a black shadow leaping from the mountain wall of Fengqi Mountain, trying to attack Lin Feng, but only Lin Feng exudes Devil, let countless people timid and stop.

Lin Feng flew yam, and at this moment, it was more than 10,000 meters to reach the sky, but at this time, Lin Feng smelled a crisis, his eyes were cold, and he rushed straight out and went straight to his side.

After the two bangs, Lin Feng saw the people who wanted to attack themselves.

"Hey, Lin Feng, count your reaction fast, the next game, I will let you, raw, no, like, die!!".

The smile of the emperor's book is a bloodthirsty demon in the face, especially the blood-red eyes. It is hard to find the kind of sacred power of the past, but it is all evil spirits.

The emperor book went up like this. Lin Feng put his anger in his heart and stepped out of it. He also jumped over the mountainside and went straight to the foothills, standing in the same place as the old man in the gray robe.

Soon all the people who have the ability to climb are standing in the foothills of Fengqi Mountain, including Zhu Dengsi, Su Zi and Yue Zhi, as well as the cold-faced men from the Four Halls. They look proud and look like they look down on everyone.

Lin Shutian and Yeludanxing also successfully climbed the mountain peak. The old man in the grey robe checked the number of people, a total of 155 people, that is to say, 55 people will be eliminated.

These people are all elites of all factions. No matter who is eliminated, it will be a loss, a loss to the martial art, and a loss to the city.

Of course, the old man in the gray robe does not care, he just announced his rules, everything else has nothing to do with him.

"Some of you ~www.readwn.com~ have already been named in the city of God, even the shrine, so in order to be fair, the old will distribute the mask, you will wear a mask to fight, so no one knows who they are."

The old man in the gray robe said, the robes waved, the gray **** light was entangled in everyone's face, Lin Feng felt a slight pain, then touched his face, but found that an iron mask I was wearing it on my face.

The devil's iron mask, this is the identity of his own list of gods, for some time in the future, the mask of the devil is himself.

Lin Feng found that his body was all changed, and turned into a white robe instead of a black robe.

Lin Feng couldn't help feeling, the old man thought it was thoughtful, and this change, who can recognize himself, since everyone has become the same, there is no fear.

"Go into the mountains and use your own hard power to put these pieces on the board."

When the old man drank, he sent more than one hundred pieces of chess pieces to everyone. The pieces that Lin Feng was holding in his hands were still in the shape of a devil.

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