On this day, the wind was beautiful and sunny, and there was a sea of people on the square in the center of Chaotian City, and it had long been gathered by countless warriors.
The large formation in Chaotian City has been opened, and the aura of the formation is filled everywhere, obviously for fear of accidents and bloody conflict.
"Please come forward with the forces and players who have won the quota. If you don't have the quota, please leave the square. If you are not eligible, you will still enter the square. If you are found, you will be killed."
The many powerhouses in the Tianji Pavilion looked at the crowded square with enthusiasm, and said coldly.
Because there are too many people, the Tianji Pavilion adopts the deletion and selection system, that is, all qualified people enter the square. When the mysterious realm of the heavenly devil is opened, this group of people can enter the secret realm, and the people outside the square , You are not eligible to enter.
At the same time, in order to prevent the crowd from chaos, the forces that entered start with the upper forces, followed by the middle forces, and finally the lower forces.
"Look, people from the top seven powers are here."
I don't know who yelled, everyone looked up, and saw more than a hundred terrifying figures in the sky instantly descending on the square.
This group of people exudes a horrible aura, each of them is a master of the Wuwang level, especially the leading seven, the aura is particularly terrifying, and the gestures seem to destroy everything, which is frightening.
"Shangguanlu, how are the preparations here?"
One of the elders, with eagle-like eyes and sharp as blades, looked at the pavilion master of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.
"Several people are ready. The seal of the heavenly demon secret realm has reached its weakest point. As long as the number of people is enough, the seal can be opened and the secret realm can be opened." The pavilion of Tianji Pavilion saw seven people and said with a smile.
These seven people are the ancestors of the seven upper dynasties and the top seven powerhouses in the land of a hundred dynasties.
"In that case, let's start entering." An old woman said lightly.
"Yes!"
The master of Shangguanlu Pavilion bowed, and then went to the square and shouted to the crowd below: "Now, first invite the people of the seven upper dynasties to enter the square."
After a low sip, among the crowd, a dense crowd of warriors rushed out. There were thousands of people. They entered the square for the first time and came to the core of the square, surrounded by more than a hundred warriors.
Almost instantly, the core area of the square was occupied.
"Ma De, these seven superior dynasties are too despicable. A dynasty has twenty martial kings and a hundred martial artists. How many times is it?"
"Fuck, one hundred and forty martial kings and more than seven hundred geniuses went in at once. Then, how many places can our remaining forces have?"
"Hush, be quiet, you won't be able to find death. If you criticize the seven dynasties here, stay away from your death."
There was whispering from the crowd, looking at the thousands of warriors in the center of the square, all of them looked ugly.
In the land of a hundred dynasties, there are nearly two hundred inferior forces, while there are only seven in the upper dynasties. However, in terms of quota, an inferior force has only three genius places, that is, nearly two hundred inferior forces. The number of geniuses that can enter is not even as good as the number of geniuses entered by these seven upper dynasties, not to mention the number of places at the Wuwang level. How does this make everyone not angry?
While raising their heads dignifiedly one by one, they were all scolding in their hearts.
In the crowd, Qin Chen didn't feel anything.
This world is a world where the weak eat the strong. The weak will be oppressed and want to protect their rights. Relying on the compassion of the strong is undoubtedly a dream. The only thing you can rely on is your own efforts.
"Next, thirty-seven middle-strength players are invited to enter."
Shangguan Lu shouted again.
Suddenly, more than a hundred martial masters walked out of the crowd again, and more than three hundred martial artists walked out at the same time.
A middle-level power, with five places for King Martial Arts and ten places for geniuses, although incomparable with the upper dynasties, it is enough to envy countless lower-ranking forces.
And the so-called middle power here, in addition to the middle dynasty like the Dawei Dynasty, powers like Xuanyingu also belong to the ranks of the middle power.
"I heard that among the newly promoted middle dynasties this time, there is a Dawei dynasty. I don't know which one it is?"
Suddenly, one of the ancestors of the seven dynasties in the center of the square spoke in a deep voice, with sharp glow in his eyes.
His voice was not loud, but it spread to everyone's ears clearly, making everyone's eyes condensed.
Because everyone can see that this person is the ancestor of the Dagan Dynasty-Ding Qianqiu!
Who knows the grievances between the Dagan Dynasty and the Dawei Dynasty? Suddenly they were shocked, is this Dagan Dynasty ancestor, ready to take action against Dawei Dynasty at this time?
"Ancestor, that group of people are from the Dawei Dynasty!"
In the Dagan Dynasty crowd, someone immediately spoke and pointed to Qin Chen and his party outside the square.
"Oh? It's them, huh, they are really courageous, the old man thought they were some kind of characters, they didn't look very good!"
Ding Qianqiu snorted coldly, and there was a slight killing intent in his eyes.
With this killing intent revealed, Liu Tai and the others suddenly felt as if they were being stared at by some beast, with their cold hair standing up, and cold all over.
"It's from the Dagan Dynasty!"
Liu Tai and his party sank. After offending the Dagan Dynasty, they naturally also knew the martial artists of the Dagan Dynasty, and they recognized Ding Qianqiu at a glance.
"Be careful, everyone. Those people belong to the Dagan Dynasty. Be careful." Liu Tai looked serious and his eyes were heavy.
Everyone's eyes became solemn.
Only Qin Chen smiled coldly, "Don't worry, don't you think people of this dynasty dared to do anything here, but after entering the secret realm of the heavenly devil, I don't know what the situation is, I must be vigilant."
Sure enough, as Qin Chen said, a group of powerful men in the Dagan Dynasty looked at them one after another, but they were not prepared to do it. They just stared at them coldly, with bad intentions.
"Ancestor, do you want us to be them now?"
When Ding Qianqiu lowered his head, a middle-ranking Wu Wang said with a grinning smile, between his eyebrows, there was a strong disdain.
"Not in a hurry, it's not the time yet." Ding Qianqiu sneered and squinted. "Everyone remembers what they look like. I want this mighty dynasty to enter the secret realm of heavenly demon happily, and the last one will walk alive. Won't come out."
"Hehe, ancestor, don't worry."
"These guys will leave it to us."
"You don't need to worry about your ancestors."
A group of powerful men of the Dagan Dynasty laughed grinningly.
"Why do you have 18 people, more than the number, right?"
When Qin Chen and others entered the square, suddenly, a strong man from the Tianji Pavilion snorted and stopped Qin Chen and the last three of them.
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