Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

The former is the strongest sea eagle, while the latter is the worst, in stark contrast.

"You, draw lots." Emperor Dongyuan said without squinting.

Xia Qingchen got up and came to the box, whispering in his ear.

"Wow! What a coincidence, the best and the worst sea eagles are left at the end."

"He chose the right one step in the sky, but the wrong choice fell into the abyss."

"Fate is really tricking people. Different choices may determine his future destiny."

Xia Qingchen also felt speechless.

He really didn't expect that the number nine would stay until the end, but the worst number ten would stay together!

Shaking his head, Xia Qingchen came to the box.

In fact, the choice of any two sea eagles is not significant for Xia Qingchen.

Because he will devour the pill of pill to the sea eagle of his choice.

It will increase the sea eagle's perception by more than three times. Even the weakest sea eagle, after swallowing the pill, will become more than twice as powerful as the ninth.

Therefore, the gap between No. 10 and No. 9 is negligible in the face of the efficacy of Shidan Dan.

It doesn't matter if he draws any one.

Of course, it would be better if we could draw the number nine.

Xia Qingchen reached out and was about to draw lots, and suddenly a ray of swords rang out suddenly and emptiedly.

What followed was an unpleasant icy voice: "We started the group eagle meeting before we even came. Haven't you taken the Yuanyuan Lord in your eyes?"

In the distance, a group of sword shadows split through the clouds. Among the infinite sword shadows, a thin middle-aged man stood in a red suit, carrying a black and white sword.

Before his arrival, his voice had arrived like thousands of sword shadows, and it hurt the eardrum.

There are only a handful of people who can have such momentum.

He is Beiyuan Jianzun, one of the four major Yuanyuan masters!

Emperor Dongyuan did not squint and sat firmly on the high platform: "Is it impossible to make everyone wait for someone who is late?"

Sonorous--

Beiyuan Jianzun approached the high platform, and the powerful sword spirit shook the high platform tremblingly, making an overwhelming voice.

"Hum!" Beiyuan Jianzun hummed softly: "The Lord of the Yuan is negotiating the gate of **** with the tomb-keeper, for the sake of the common people, it will be understandable after a while."

He justified and found reasons for his lateness.

Emperor Dongyuan was not surprised: "This is not the reason for being late."

He glanced at Xia Qingchen: "Continue."

Xia Qingchen nodded and was about to reach out to catch the fortune. Beiyuan Jianzun's eyes were like electricity. After sweeping between the two birds, he strode forward to the No. 9 bird.

Without any drawing, he grabbed the iron cage of the No. 9 bird and threw it in front of his son Han Xiangdong: "This is only yours."

This move never caused dissatisfaction.

It’s not a matter of course that the lord of the court does not give his son benefits according to fair rules?

Although pity is Xia Qingchen, it is also impossible.

Who makes a family owner?

At this time, Xia Qingchen also withdrew the sign from the iron cage. It is very unfortunate that he picked up the number nine!

"Hey! Providence is so!"

"Luck loses to the reality model!"

"Do not blame Beiyuan Jianzun, but blame him for nodding his back, and befriend him."

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Everyone admits his fate for Xia Qingchen, the emperor Dongyuan will not.

The rules were set by him. Isn't Beiyuan Jianzun's majestic rules breaking his face?

"After three rests, put back the iron cage." Emperor Dong Yuan's words were concise, but the words revealed the majesty of the emperor, as if he had said a word.

Beiyuan Jianzun frowned: "Emperor Dongyuan, are you too serious? What happened to me taking a sea eagle, how big is it?"

"Breath!"

The whole body of the emperor Dongyuan was released with a substantial ripple.

"Two Breaths!" Emperor Dongyuan slowly stood up, self-defeating and inexplicable.

Beiyuan Jianzun, who understands his nature, frowned. "As for this?"

He understands that the emperor Dongyuan is a man and says one thing or two. Since he is given three breaths, he will definitely do it if he does not put it back.

At this moment, he really didn't want to take the initiative with Dongyuan Emperor.

boom--

He kicked the iron cage back and looked at Xia Qingchen: "Which sea eagle do you choose?"

Everyone secretly Beiyuan Jianzun shameless.

Obviously, following the rules allows Xia Qingchen to choose, but in fact, with the disparity between the two sides, it is clear to force people to take a step back.

They looked at Xia Qingchen with pity, and today, he didn't want to take the best sea eagle.

Emperor Dongyuan was silent for a while, and stopped no more.

The Falcon Club is about to start, and it is impossible to hold Beiyuan Jianzun upright. If it really angers both sides, it will affect the innocent contestants and their destiny to break through the moon.

Everyone looked at Xia Qingchen. Xia Qingchen was neither humble nor humble. He calmly came to the Sea Eagle No. 10 and said indifferently, "Just let it be."

Anyway, the difference between the two sea eagles is negligible.

If you can save trouble, why not find yourself unhappy?

Han Xiangdong wants a good sea eagle, then give him a good, Xia Qingchen has elixir in his body, and the best moon pill must be his.

Seeing Xia Qingchen choose it, no one showed unexpected colors.

Instead, they thought Xia Qingchen was wise.

Beiyuan Jianzun withdrew his eyes and looked at Emperor Dongyuan: "No opinion?"

Emperor Dongyuan looked towards the sea at low tide and out of sight, said lightly: "It's about to start, ready."

In this way, Beiyuan Jianzun's face eased, and he patted Han Xiangdong's shoulder: "Go ahead, number nine is yours."

It is strange that Han Xiangdong stood on the spot, groping his chin, and looked at Xia Qingchen suspiciously.

Thinking about it, Han Xiangdong asked, "Why didn't Xia choose the number nine?"

In his memory, Xia Qingchen was not a man who feared power.

Otherwise, it will definitely not be offended twice to the point of endless death.

He chose the tenth, and he was not afraid of his father.

"With the best sea eagle, you can use it well, so much nonsense?" Xia Qingchen touched the sick No. 10 sea eagle across the iron cage and said lightly.

Han Xiangdong was not annoyed, but thought deeper.

His father stepped forward and pulled the No. 9 iron cage over again, urging: "Be prepared, don't miss the opportunity."

But, Han Xiangdong suddenly raised his hand, stopped his father, and stared at Xia Qingchen's No. 10 Sea Eagle with deep eyes.

After thinking over and over again, he made up his mind: "Father, I want the Sea Eagle No. 10!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience froze at the same time.

Even the Emperor Dongyuan couldn't help looking at him and looked at Han Xiangdong up and down with strange eyes.

The others were even more shocked.

"Son of Beiyuan Jianzun, what's wrong with this?"

"Did my father get the best sea eagle of the Falcon Club, but not the worst sea eagle."

"What was he thinking about?"

Not only outsiders can't understand it, Beiyuan Jianzun also doesn't understand: "Is there a reason?"

Han Xiangdong said deeply: "Well! This person is what I call a surnamed Xia. He has a mysterious background and rich experience. Even the dustless King of God knows a thing or two."

"It's him?" Beiyuan Jianzun cast his eyes on him. (Updated at 12 noon tomorrow)