Chapter 2591 the winner

In front of the Ancestral Dragon Hall, on the wide bluestone square, one after another, cultivating cross-legged or gathering and chatting stood everywhere.

Some of these people chose to give up participating in the final competition, and others have already been eliminated, their faces may be bitter, shining with some unwilling emotions, but there is no doubt that the exceptions belonged to them. The slightly sharp aura on his body has now more or less converged.

The test of the ancient battlefield, which lasted half a year, selected the top talents of various groups in the universe to gather here. In their respective groups, they were given high hopes by their elders, or envied by their peers, and let younger generations of practitioners pursue them as targets. The presence.

But when they arrived on the ancient battlefield, they encountered the same beautiful daughters of various races, then the light on them also became dimmed. Only those evildoers with real tyrannical strength can be found in the numerous The so-called brilliance bloomed in the pearl again.

The slightly depressed sky is smeared with a layer of beeswax-like misty color. Above a magnificent statue and a slightly insignificant statue, there are two golden vortexes, like a stream flowing slowly.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, two figures appeared near the golden vortex. They were two geniuses from other groups. The two looked dejected and looked at each other, and then swept towards the place where their teams were on the square.

Seeing this scene, the gaze on the square was also very calm and indifferent, and then he took it back. It is no surprise to this situation, the guys eliminated in the battlefield will appear in the sky in this form.

"The time for Sanzhuxiang is almost up. I don't know who in the world of'Qian' can get the most Dragon Yuan."

At a place where the demon practitioners gathered, a demon practitioner raised his head and looked to the sky, muttering to himself.

"Does this need to be asked? It must be the sword demon Jiang Tai who can get the most Dragon Yuan." Another demon cultivator said with a confident expression on his face.

This demon cultivator also belongs to the demon temple, but is not a descendant of the demon temple, but also belongs to the genius generation of young demon cultivators.

His words made many demon cultivators nod their heads slightly. Jiang Tai's strength was undoubtedly convinced by everyone, even in the entire ancient battlefield, they all believed that Jiang Tai's strength would definitely be in the top three.

At this moment, a figure appeared again next to the golden vortex on the left under the sky. The black stomach was damaged, the messy hair covered the face and shoulders, the breath was disordered, and it looked quite embarrassed.

"Shadow Kill...I'll take this account down first." The figure stood in the sky, trembling all over, clenching his fists tightly with his palms, and two words came out fiercely between his teeth.

Although this situation of being eliminated is very common, there are still many eyes on the square that converge on the figure, and then one of the eyes has a strong color of shock.

"Yes, it is Jiang Tai, the sword demon of the Demon Temple, he has been eliminated!" A slightly trembling voice sounded.

The demons who were originally discussing the final winner of the'dry' world raised their heads almost at the same time, staring straight on the embarrassed figure in the sky, and then climbed to this group with some stunned colors. Above the human face.

"Jiang Tai, he was actually eliminated?" At this moment, the disciple of the Demon Temple who boasted about Jiang Tai showed an incredible expression on his face.

The concentration of many sights made Jiang Tai feel it too. He turned his head and looked at the complex faces on the square. A terrible rage emerged in his heart. He actually lost to the Star Alliance's Shadow Killer, and his face showed a hideous look. color.

Jiang Taizhao approached the place where the Demon Clan practitioners gathered, and directly sat down to adjust his breath.

Although the people around were curious and confused, no one dared to touch Jiang Tai's anger now.

"It must be the people of the Star Alliance who jointly attacked Jiang Tai Realm King, otherwise, he will definitely not be eliminated..." the disciple of the Demon Temple whispered.

This explanation makes sense. Only a team of people can eliminate Jiang Tai. Otherwise, they don't believe that there is someone who can defeat Jiang Tai in the "dry" world.

The old man, the golden vortex on the left under the sky suddenly burst into circles of golden ripples, rippling in the sky, and in that moment, many figures appeared in the sky, and the test was completely over.

The sound of breaking the wind blasted towards the square occupied by their own group of people.

"Huh, finally came out."

In the sky, a figure with black hair and black eyes stretched out his arms, and a faint smile was lifted from the corner of his lips.

This person is Zhuo Bufan.

Many lines of sight on the square also gathered to the sky, and the competition in the ‘dry’ world had obviously produced results, but I don’t know which group of geniuses got the final result.

Zhuo Bufan stood in the sky, his eyes slowly scanned from the square, and then solidified to the ground occupied by the demon cultivator. He saw a figure with a disheveled hair sitting on the ground and pacifying his breath. A faint chill filled his pupils.

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan swept directly towards the figure, and followed with a strong wind.

When the Demon Clan practitioners saw Zhuo Bufan flying towards their territory, they frowned, and there was a hint of alertness on their faces. After all, the relationship between the Demon Race and the Star Alliance was not friendly. Zhuo Bufan flew to them at this time. In a provocative behavior.

Zhuo Bufan landed in front of Jiang Tai sitting cross-legged, looked at him with a smile, and said coldly: "Jiang Tai, you escaped fast enough, otherwise your life will fall into my hands."

A faint voice sounded, and the Demon Race's territory immediately became quiet. Immediately, there was a low alarm sound. Everyone looked at each other. Listening to the meaning of Zhuo Bufan's words, Jiang Tai was defeated by him and fled. ?

The muscles of Jiang Tai's face twitched fiercely when he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. Then he opened his eyes. An extremely stern light surged in his dark pupils. He stared at Zhuo Bufan, his whole body was trembling, and he hated this guy in front of him. , But deep down there is also a trace of fear that even he has never seen before.

Fighting is forbidden in Zulong Square, but Zhuo Bufan doesn't want to let Jiang Tai go so easily. After all, the former wants to kill him in the'dry' space.

These words are also being said to make Jiang Tai Dao's heart disordered and to leave behind the demons. The road to practice in the future will be extremely bumpy, and there is even a risk of getting into trouble.

"Blood spurting people, if it weren't for your joint attack, how could I lose to you?" Jiang Tai's blood rushed to his face, flushed red, and shouted harshly.

"I didn't expect the descendants of the Demon Temple to have such a thick face, I have seen it." Zhuo Bufan was taken aback, and laughed coldly: "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. I want to witness your defeat of the Demon Race in my hands. Geniuses, maybe you will take care of your face and will not publicize things."

As the voice fell, Zhuo Bufan had turned around and walked towards the entrenched territory of Star Alliance. He suddenly stopped and said without looking back: "By the way, next time, I won't give you a chance to escape."