Chapter 2776 The Last Time

In Bu Jingtian's heart, although he was aggrieved, he didn't dare to complain.

After all, in the past few years, he has practiced hard in closed doors, and his cultivation has rushed all the way to the seventh heaven of the Holy Emperor Realm. Moreover, he has practiced several heavy techniques in the sect, and his combat power has soared, even if it is the first and second heavens of the God Realm. He dares to fight even the strongest.

And these are all bestowed by the sect, and they have spent countless resources and treasures from the sect. Naturally, he dare not disobey these elders in the slightest.

After all, his own strength can be said to be all given by the sect.

Moreover, the cultivation bases of these pavilion elders, like him, are all in the Saint Emperor realm, but he didn't even have the slightest resistance when he waved his hands.

This disparity in strength made it impossible for him to accept it.

"Everyone, sorry, I'm late!"

A figure flew from below, landed in front of the wooden house on Tian Kun's back, looked at the elders of the pavilion, and bowed his hands in a salute

"The head of the Holy Sky Seven Stars, the Lord of the Golden Holy Peak, is so majestic! Hmph!"

The leader, Ge Lao, just glanced at Lord Jin Shengfeng, but he snorted coldly and ignored him at all.

"Because of the arrangement of the formation, I'm not welcome, and I hope all the elders don't blame me!"

Lord Jin Shengfeng cupped his hands again and answered.

"It's just a mere junior of the fifth heaven of the Holy Emperor. It's a joke for you to use such a big battle. I really don't understand. Has the current prestige of my Shengtian Pavilion been weakened to this point!?" old saying

"By the way, that kid, what's his name!? Lin Feng, or Chu Feng!?"

"Brother, his name is Chu Yan!" A woman in a golden robe said to the leader Ge Lao.

"Chu Yan!? It's the kid who defeated this ineffective thing and snatched the title of the first genius in the mainland!?" The leader Ge Lao sneered.

"hehe...."

The golden-robed woman smiled lightly, but also with a look of disdain.

"If you let me see this boy, within ten moves, he can be finished!"

"Ten moves!? Up to five moves,

I can handle it! "

"Hahaha, you all praise him too much. Even if he is the number one genius in the world, compared with our geniuses in the ancient times, he is not in the top class at all!"

"That's right! In this era, the aura is fading and the martial arts are weak. That's comparable to our ancient times, but it's the peak era of martial arts!"

A group of Jinpao Pavilion elders were not very old, and they were all about the same age as Bu Jingtian who was still kneeling on the ground, but all of them looked arrogant.

This group of people is none other than Shengtian God Emperor, the elite genius of his Zhao family who was resurrected from the ancient times by mobilizing the flesh and blood of countless clansmen to mobilize the shocking formation.

When they found out that they came here this time to deal with a mere boy in the Saint Emperor realm, they immediately showed disdain on their faces.

Moreover, as the geniuses of Shengtian Pavilion, they think that Bu Jingtian and others have completely lost the face of Shengtian Pavilion.

Therefore, Bu Jingtian, who was kneeling on the ground at this time, was ignored at all.

At this moment, most of the time has passed...

Two hours is not much left, but everyone's eyes are still looking up at the sky, looking around.

Because Ni Shendao and Chu Yan have not yet appeared.

Could it be that Chu Yan really... dare not come! ?

"It's only half a stick of incense time...!"

"No way! That Chu Yan, really won't come!? Even the people who go against the way of the gods didn't see the shadow!"

"That's right, with the formation of Shengtian Pavilion, if you come, you will die!"

"It's a pity, if that Chu Yan wins the godhead this time, I don't know how terrifying his strength will be! Maybe he really has the power to fight against Shengtian Pavilion!"

"Hush! Shut up, you're courting death!"

"...."

All kinds of discussions emerged one after another, stirring up a wave of voices, making the whole battlefield relics full of noisy voices.

Although they could understand that Chu Yan didn't dare to come, they were inevitably disappointed.

After all, Shengtian Pavilion is an individual who is putting up such a big battle, and I am afraid that he would not dare to come.

And it seems that this is the purpose of Shengtian Pavilion.

If Chu Yan does not come, then the final winner of this battle for godhood will most likely be Shengtian Pavilion.

Soon, there was less time left, less than 100 breaths of time.

Even those big bosses and strong men who still had expectations in their hearts shook their heads and sighed at this moment.

But above the sky, the Holy Heaven Pavilion, the Heavenly Dao Spirit Envoy, and other hostile forces had a cold expression on their faces, as if they didn't care.

Bureau, has been laid.

If Chu Yan and Ni Shendao dare to accept the move, they will die!

If you dare not take the move, after winning the godhead, Chu Yan and Ni Shendao will still die in the end!

"The last twenty breaths!"

The Divine Palace Group, hosting the envoy, announced loudly.

When the sound sounded, all the bosses and warriors present all had serious faces and gritted their teeth.

The noisy scene gradually became quieter, and everyone looked up at the sky.

It seems that Chu Yan and Ni Shendao really won't come!

In this way, the battle of godheads becomes without any suspense and meaningless at all.

"The last ten breaths!"

The presiding angel announced again loudly.

At this point, the time has almost been determined, and there is no possibility...

Everything is over, this year's battle of godheads is still dominated by Shengtian Pavilion, and other forces may also become companions.

The time of ten breaths, whether it is long or not, is not short.

For expert duels, ten breaths of time is enough to determine the outcome of a game, but for ordinary people, it is just a word, the time to drink saliva.

But at this time, all the martial artists waiting to watch the battle felt that the ten breaths of time were extremely long, as if the entire time had been frozen.

Although everyone's eyes were looking at the surrounding sky, earth and mountains, there was no movement at all.

Sure enough, Chu Yan and Ni Shendao didn't come at all.

"This Chu Yan and those who go against the way of the gods will not come at all!"

"I guessed a long time ago that even Chu Yan and Ni Shendao were going to come, but after hearing about this holy heaven formation and the fifteen strong men in the divine realm, I'm afraid they would have turned their heads back halfway!"

"That's right, as I said a long time ago, no one dares to confront Shengtian Pavilion head-on, don't you think so!"

"Chu Yan wants to use this battle of godheads to become a conferred god powerhouse, it is simply impossible!"

"That is, if a godhead really appears in this class, then the final qualification to become a god must belong to the Shengtian Pavilion!"

"That's right! When the time comes, a strong Conferred God will be born, and Chu Yan and Ni Shendao will die soon!"

"..."

A big boss and a strong man, with sighs all over their faces, sighed and shook their heads unceasingly, extremely disappointed that Chu Yan did not show up.

"it's over....!"

Even those warriors who originally came to support Ni Shendao and Chu Yan, their eyes dimmed at this time, and their hearts were cold.

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