Douluo's rotation of the five elements

The Star Luo Empire's [-] black-armored legions and the Tiandou Empire's [-] red-armored legions are located in the north and south of the battle platform.

Three honor guards of about 500 people set off from the legions of both sides and Wuhun City.

Qian Renxue, wearing a golden-red robe, a golden crown with diamonds on her head, and holding a golden scepter, came riding on a white-feathered chariot.

In public, she still maintains the appearance of Xue Qinghe, her aura of nobility is stronger than before, and she is developing an aura unique to an emperor.

On Xingluo's side, the emperor did not come in person, but the crown prince Dai Mubai went on a tour on his father's behalf, accompanied by the crown prince Zhu Zhuqing.

Maybe ordinary people don't know that Tiandou and Wuhundian wear the same pants, but it is no longer a secret among the mainland's top executives.It is impossible for Emperor Xingluo to put himself in danger.

Twelve cardinals opened the way. Bibi Dong was wearing a golden dress and a red jade and purple gold crown, standing on the phoenix.The sun shrouded her body, reflecting a brilliant light.

The residents of the city spontaneously gathered on both sides of the road. Wherever Feng Zhu passed, a large crowd fell to their knees.

"See Your Majesty the Pope."

"See Your Majesty the Pope."

……

There was an endless stream of shouts from the mountains, invisible domineering energy spread out, and the aura directly trampled the two empires to the ground.

Following the three major honor guards is the protagonist of this seven-sect reselection.

Holy Dragon Sect, Hehuan Sect, Elephant Armor Sect, Wind Sword Sect, Fire Leopard Sect, White Tiger Sect, and the Ghost Teng Sect who came over for a formality

Wu Qingfeng's black clothes outline his slender figure like ink, and his chest and corners are embellished with colorful silk, adding a touch of nobility to his simple answers.

Meng Yiran held his arm, followed closely by members of the Unparalleled Dragon Snake Family and Wu Family.

A man depends on his clothes, and a horse depends on his saddle.Although it was a skinny sect, under the gorgeous uniform service, it looked majestic for a while, and it really looked like that.

The moment they appeared, they were locked firmly by a sinister gaze in front of them.

It was Ning Rongrong, the only survivor of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

As if noticing her, Oscar, Dai Mubai, and Zhu Zhuqing also turned their heads at the same time.

Wu Qingfeng glanced at them casually and ignored them.Staring has a silly meaning, but it doesn't mean glaring the other person to death.

Four of the Shrek Seven Monsters came at once. Except for Ma Hongjun who was heading to the Immortal Volcano, Tang San was the only one who didn't come.

You won’t get any opportunities!The inheritance of gods?

Wu Qingfeng thought to himself, a little confused.Ou Huang's world is always incompatible with non-chiefs like him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look back at Little Eleven who was following behind him.

His eyes were full of envy.

A month ago, this boy actually bought the second treasure map fragment at the Wuhun City auction.If this was not the son of luck, all the online novels he had read in his previous life would have been in vain.

My purpose of traveling through time was not to be this boy’s grandfather, right?

Wu Qingfeng often has such doubts.

Under the guidance of the cardinal, the teams of each sect entered the field in an orderly manner.

Although the stepped auditorium only has three floors, it is more than enough to accommodate ten thousand people. It looks very empty, and each sect is consciously separated by a certain distance.

The figure of a cardinal with a wrinkled face and white beard and hair drew an arc in the air and landed steadily in the center of the battle platform.

"Welcome all sect leaders to participate in this seven-sect re-election conference jointly organized by the two empires and Wuhun Palace..."

After an impassioned opening speech, the cardinal suddenly changed his tune.

"But please forgive me, I need to take you a little time before we officially start."

"The assessment of the tenth elder of our Spirit Hall will also be held here. Please bear witness."

There was warm applause from the audience. Except for the Star Luo Empire, which was more perfunctory, everyone else gave them enough face.

Everyone has their backs to the Wuhun Palace, and they will not be stingy when it comes to giving them face.

"Now we invite the leader of the Hehuan Sect, Wu Qingfeng, and the examiner - Qianjun Douluo, the Sixth Enshrinement of the Elder Hall."

"Come on!" Meng Yiran whispered into Wu Qingfeng's ear.

"Let's fight for your breath, kid."

"Brother Six, come on!"

……

There was a constant stream of encouragement from all around.

Wu Qingfeng didn't say anything, "Don't worry, I can definitely do it." ''Sprinkle some water! ' Such confident words.

He just hummed softly, patted Meng Yiran's little hand, and then moved his left leg bone to rush onto the fighting stage.

Titled Douluo were all hearing monsters. Although they were far apart, he knew Qianjun Douluo could definitely hear their conversation.

The two sides are not the same faction in the first place. If you make others anxious and just use the big move to kill yourself, then you are looking for trouble.

The moment he landed, the skinny middle-aged man who had been standing behind Bibi Dong with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

The body swayed slightly, like a gust of wind blowing by, and in just a blink of an eye, the figure also appeared on the battlefield. The vast soul power stirred up, bringing with it a howling wind and smoke and dust flowing in the air.Those in the audience with cultivation levels below Soul Saint could hardly open their eyes.

He is indeed a super Douluo.

Wu Qingfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

"Yueguan, ghosts. You personally use the protective formation."

Bibi Dongfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed through his eyes, staring at Qianjun Douluo.

At the same time, the message was transmitted: "If Qianjun goes too far, take action directly."

"Yes!" Yue Guan and Gui Mei looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

The figures flashed and appeared on both sides of the battle platform, standing opposite each other.

At the same time, he raised his right hand and pressed it on two spherical gems, one red and one blue, and poured the soul power from his body into them.

In an instant, a hemispherical shield enveloped the entire battle platform.

The hunting wind suddenly stopped, and the world returned to calm again.

Is this... really meant to be played?

In the audience, members of the major sects looked at each other, with the same thoughts flashing through their minds.

I originally thought that the Tenth Elder Assessment was just a formality, but now it seems that there is something inside that they don't know about.

Although Wu Qingfeng is famous far and wide, there are rumors that he has title fighting ability.But the number of people who have actually seen him take action is no more than ten.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were gleaming, and they all sat upright, staring directly at the battle platform.

"Please prepare both sides." The cardinal, who acted as the referee, raised his arms and spoke in a deep voice.

"Wu Qingfeng, martial soul, Wuxiang. Level 77 attack-type soul saint, please give me some advice."

Wu Qingfeng took the lead in saluting with clasped fists.

The moment he finished speaking, five small balls flew out of his body and floated around him.

Red, earthy yellow, bright white, blue, emerald green, colorful, colorful.

Seven soul rings rose into the air, and brilliant multi-colored lights circulated on his body, shining like an aurora.

"This……"

As soon as his soul ring configuration was revealed, the audience immediately went into uproar.

Many people's eyes widened with difficulty. They could no longer maintain their composure and stood up from their seats.

Chunyu Zuo slapped his son in front of him on the head and cursed.

"You fucking sit down for me. You're blocking my view."

As a result, he stood up straight. Fortunately, he was sitting on the third step and there was no one behind him.

"Dad! Give me some face, at least I am also the sect leader now."

Ahead, the handsome uncle rubbed the back of his head in aggrieved manner and spoke resentfully.

Chunyu Zuo kicked him on the butt again, curling his lips in disdain, too lazy to pay attention to his boy.

All he could see was the tall figure on the platform, shrouded in colorful light. He was so angry that he stamped his feet and muttered.

"The Pope mistook me—the Pope mistook me—"

The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth twitched as she sat on the purple gold throne. At this moment, her heart... was tired.

"Good boy, there are indeed some ways."

Opposite him, the skinny Qianjun Douluo's expression suddenly became solemn, and his pair of gray pupils were as sharp as an eagle.

I saw his right arm swinging violently, level with his shoulder.The fingers were bent into claws, and a bit of black light exploded in his palm, turning into a black dragon that coiled rapidly.Eventually it condensed into a long stick of gold and iron.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

Nine soul rings rose into the sky.

"Chen Jun. Martial spirit: Coiling Dragon Staff. Level 96 attack type titled Douluo."

Seeing that the two men were ready, the cardinal retreated like lightning, swung down his raised right arm, and at the same time activated his soul power and announced loudly.

"Game start."

Bibi Dong pointed out, and the huge hourglass suspended in mid-air flipped over, and little bits of fine sand slowly flowed down.

"Martial Soul Real Body!"

Immediately after the referee's voice, Wu Qingfeng accurately blocked the seconds and let out a low shout.

Gengjin, Yimu, Binghuo, Kuishui, and Wutu burst out with dazzling light one after another, covering the corresponding small balls respectively.

Within the five-color light curtain, the true forms of the elements took shape one after another.

"receive!"

With a loud shout, Wu Qingfeng stretched his arms suddenly.

Five beams of light shot towards the main body.

In an instant, the five-color light flowing on Wu Qingfeng's body rose again, and his whole body was as dazzling as the midsummer sun. The brilliant light made people dare not look directly at it.

Under everyone's unbelievable gaze, the light on the battlefield expanded rapidly, and then slowly faded away after a hundred meters.

Compared to his towering figure, Qianjun Douluo was almost invisible.

Regardless of whether Qianjun Douluo was ready or not, Wu Qingfeng raised his right foot and stepped down directly towards the ground.

Boom~

The earth-yellow air waves swept across all directions, bringing up smoke and dust all over the sky. The solid ground paved with gold and stone cracked like a spider web.It didn't suddenly disappear until it hit the protective cover.

However, the protective shield can only isolate the ground from cracking, and the earthquake is still transmitted.

Everything was shaking as far as the eye could see.

Tiandou's red-armored army was in a commotion, and would have almost mutinied if the generals hadn't tried their best to maintain it.

Compared to the upright Xingluo Black Armor Legion, it is a world of difference.

Qian Renxue's face turned dark, as if she had been slapped in the face.

Dai Mubai calmly picked up the tea cup next to him, took a sip calmly, and raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of disdain.

Bibi Dong glanced at her lightly, her face as calm as water, without any change.

However, her attitude struck a chord in Qian Renxue's heart.His mentality almost exploded, and his fists clenched loudly.

The smoke and dust in the sky dispersed, and the [-]-meter-long black dragon-patterned giant stick was stably inserted into the ground.

Qianjun Douluo's skinny figure stood firmly on the top of the coiling dragon stick, facing Wu Qingfeng.