Chapter 1450 Jihad Recruitment, End
"Wait, is the jihad recruitment over? Why didn't you see the people from the God of War Palace? If I remember correctly, Mang Yuantu should be listed at the top of the list, right?"
The man in black who burned the holy body said casually.
"Hasn't the battle for the wind and cloud rankings started yet? If so, you probably have to wait for the next time."
While talking, the few people subconsciously turned their gazes to the No. 1 Jihad Lingxiaotai, which had almost collapsed.
Just when their eyes fell on the ancient stone tablet, they were immediately stunned.
"This is?" Meng Xiulin of the Star Saint Clan was obviously taken aback.
He and the people around him looked at each other, and they all saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.
I saw that the position on the stone tablet that originally belonged to Mang Yuantu was replaced by two other very strange words.
"what's the situation?"
"This is the ranking of the stone tablet representing the Billboard, right?"
"Mang Yuantu was kicked?"
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Several people became more and more confused.
At the same time, the slender figure wearing a mask who was not far from Meng Xiulin and the others casually looked at the ancient stone tablet.
Chu Hen!
These two eye-catching and clear characters are like a bright moon held by many stars, and they are listed at the top of the wind and cloud list.
...
Seeing this name, the pair of bright and beautiful eyes behind the mask couldn't help showing a faint light line.
"how come?"
A slight voice came from behind the mask.
Confuse!
surprise!
There are many unbelievable!
...
The curiosity of Meng Xiulin and others was immediately aroused.
Looking down at Tang Bufan, the emperor who killed Mo, he said, "Are you from the Emperor Hong Palace?"
"Yes!" Tang Bufan replied with a little respect.
"Is the battle for the rankings over?"
Tang Bufan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "It's almost over, and it's time to sort out the rankings on the list."
"What about the people from the God of War Palace?"
"This?"
Tang Bufan didn't know how to answer.
Then, he turned his gaze to the stone pillar supporting the sky engraved with the pattern of a dragon on the No. 1 Jihad platform.
At the same time, everyone present at the same time swept there in unison.
On the upper end of the stone pillar, a black sharp blade exuding a gloomy aura firmly nailed a distraught figure there.
The other party was covered in blood and had no breath.
But at some point, all vitality disappeared in the world's oblivion.
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"Don't tell me, this person is Mang Yuantu?"
The man in black from the Fentian clan smiled casually.
However, the audience was silent, and everyone's expression was indescribably complicated.
The smile on the face of the man in black immediately cooled down.
On the other hand, Meng Xiulin of the Xingchen clan and several strong men of the Great Wilderness clan all looked astonished.
no doubt.
This person is the ruler of the Billboard, Mang Yuantu.
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Died like this?
"hiss!"
Suddenly, Meng Xiulin and the others couldn't help but narrowed their eyes.
Look at the crumbling, blood-stained Lingxiao holy war platform.
Corpses lay all over the ground, and blood flowed like rivers!
If it was just the invasion of the army of fierce demons, it would be impossible to cause such a tragic massacre in such a short period of time.
Well, there is only one possibility!
Before they came, the entire army of the God of War Palace had been wiped out, and even the five gods of war who occupied the top rankings were all killed in this jihad call.
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"Ha, isn't this true?" The man in black from the Fentian clan smiled awkwardly.
Are the God of War Palace all slaughtered?
What's funny?
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Their eyes focused on Mang Yuantu's body again, and after confirming that the other party was dead, the expressions of several people became particularly surprised.
Even they, who are the top ten saints, can hardly hide their shock at this moment.
Before that, Mang Yuantu was once regarded as the super evildoer closest to the "Ten Most Powerful Saints",
From a certain point of view, the other party's "Wild Holy Physique" is also infinitely close to the bloodline limit of the "Ten Great Holy Physiques".
Just such an influential figure known as the undefeated myth of the Central Continent, died so miserably at this moment, without any dignity at all.
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"It's unbelievable! I also heard that he has already been ordered to enter that place!"
"In this way, those old guys in the God of War Palace must die of anger."
"It's really ironic."
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While feeling extremely incredible, several people couldn't help being curious about the name that replaced Mang Yuantu.
"This guy did it?"
Completely unfamiliar two words.
The gazes of Meng Xiulin and the others subconsciously searched for the owner of that name among the crowd below.
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However, at this moment, a pair of eyes from behind the mask quietly fixed on a young figure in the crowd.
"It's really him..." Bai Qianyu's heart trembled faintly, and some memories that had been pressed deep behind her back slowly melted away.
At the same time, Chu Hen also noticed the other party's gaze.
The moment the eyes of the two met in the air, an invisible rhythm was embedded in their respective hearts.
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However, Bai Qianyu quickly looked away.
She said to Meng Xiulin and the others in a deep voice, "I still have to go after the Crocodile Demon King, don't waste time here."
Only then did a few people realize that there were more important things.
Looking up at the nebula vortex that burst open in the void, the demon army has all withdrawn, and the plane passageway in the storm is also rapidly shrinking.
Immediately, Meng Xiulin raised his hand and shouted loudly, "Since the call for jihad is over, you should prepare to return!"
"let's go!"
After all, all of them exuded an unrivaled aura, turning into afterimages of the aurora and rushing towards the chaotic nebula storm.
"Shhhhhh..."
Without any hesitation, everyone directly traced back to the fact that the army of fierce demons broke into the dark and abyss-like passage of the plane.
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At the same time, the crowds of the major sects all breathed a sigh of relief.
There are so many things that are happening today that it feels a little unreal.
Looking at the jihad platform, which was stained red inside and out with blood, it was difficult for everyone to calm down.
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"The call for jihad is finally over."
Tang Bufan, Wei Yan, Lie Shengyuan, Lin Yinghe, Yi Zhou, Ji Tao and many others on the list looked at each other, but their emotions were extremely deep.
Who would have imagined that this time the call for jihad would set off such a terrifying and monstrous wave.
After today, there will definitely be an unprecedented commotion in the middle land.
This is definitely the most tragic jihad call in history.
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"bass!"
Suddenly, just above the void, when the gate channel opened by the demons was closed, there was only a gap less than half a meter left.
There was a slight sound of sword chanting, and the Wuxiang Emperor's Blade piercing through Mang Yuantu's chest suddenly turned into an aurora and swept across the sky.
Everyone present was startled.
Mang Yuantu, who had lost his support, immediately fell from mid-air and fell powerlessly to the ground.
In the next second, when everyone looked for the black sword again, they found that Wuxiang Emperor's Blade disappeared in place together with Chu Hen.
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"Where's Junior Brother Chu Hen?"
Wang Li, Qiu Xingyi and others all showed doubts on their faces.
However, Long Xuanshuang, Huangfuqing, and Mu Feng stared at the opening of the rapidly healing space channel with puzzled eyes.
"Om..."
A sudden afterimage flashed into it just before the passage was closed.
Then, all the gates of the demon army's invasion were closed, and the nebula storm gathered above the sky gradually subsided.
"Where is he going?" Mu Feng asked confusedly, "Is there someone he knows inside?"
Long Xuanshuang and Ye Yao shook their heads.
"I do not know either!"