Chapter 1,113 Can Be a Servant!

Feng Xiong and Lu Liancheng were silent for a while.

The strength Jin Gun showed just now has indeed surpassed them! Infinitely close to the half-step Holy King stage!

The Eternal Equality King?

What is the King of Equality?

He is the prince who has equal status with the Dongqing Dynasty! And, eternity!

Very arrogant!

But, I do have confidence!

"No wonder the Lord of the Demonic Fall Palace stood up to greet him just now! Because this Jin Gun already has the strength to be on an equal footing with the Master of the Demonic Falling Palace!"

Some warriors couldn't help but sigh.

Everyone was silent and shocked.

Inside the Zhanfeng Palace.

The Supreme Elder, Gun Feng and others were all silent for a while.

"It seems that Mr. Feng is indeed unable to even enter the top three..."

Some deacons couldn't help but whisper.

No one responded, they all just stared at the huge crystal screen.

"Look!"

Some warriors, trembling in fear, pointed at the prayer monument and said in a trembling voice.

An incredible scene happened in front of everyone's eyes.

The entire prayer monument seemed to have turned into a whirlpool, forming a strong suction force.

In the sky, a torrent of ancient energy poured down.

When the many outsiders in front of them drove the ancient prayer formation, the torrent of ancient energy poured down actively and poured into the prayer monument.

but.

Now.

But it seems that the prayer monument is sucking and pulling hard, and the torrent of ancient energy is like a ribbon reaching the sky, being pulled into the prayer monument.

The eight palace lords,

He even stood up in surprise.

A full ten minutes passed.

"Jin Gun, is this accelerating the formation?!"

Mang Ne, the palace owner of Zhan Mang Palace, couldn't help but swallowed hard and said.

Mo Yun, the master of the War Demon Palace, had a smile on his face: "Well, now we have reached the eight thousand ridges..."

The words of Demon Fall are an understatement.

But it was nothing less than thunder, exploding in everyone's hearts.

ten minutes.

Eight thousand ridges of ancient energy!

Moreover, the torrent of ancient energy that is pouring out now shows no signs of slowing down.

"In history, there is no record of more than 10,000 ridges! Today, I, Jin Gun, will create it!"

From inside the prayer monument, a scornful and domineering voice came out, which shocked people's hearts and moved their souls.

In the blink of an eye.

The torrent of ancient energy accelerated again.

Nine thousand ridges!

Ten thousand ridges!

Even, it continues.

A total of fifteen thousand ridges!

The torrent of ancient energy seemed to have dried up and no longer landed.

There was no sound in the entire scene.

Jin Gun's figure appeared at the entrance of the cave.

The results were displayed on the huge crystal screen.

Jin Gun, fifteen thousand ridges!

There was really no sound at all!

In fact, the entire Zhulong world saw this scene and saw the results! There was complete silence!

One person, fifteen thousand spines!

It is higher than the combined results of Zhan Gu Palace and Zhan Mang Palace!

The entire Zhulong world has never been so quiet!

But, at this moment, I did it, just because of Jin Gun!

"Qing Pojiao, the next one is yours! Remember, I will be your brother-in-law from now on! I am also the eternal equal king of the Dongqing Dynasty!"

Jin Gon's voice was mighty.

Qing Pojiao clenched his fists with both hands so hard that he almost broke his own palms!

"Jin Gun, I can't make the decision on Qingluan's marriage! She can only make the decision herself!"

"In addition, just because you have the strength to be infinitely close to the Half-Step Saint King, you can challenge the majesty of my royal family! You are not the Half-Step Saint King after all!"

Qing Pojiao said word for word.

At the same time, Qing Pojiao turned around and walked through the void to the entrance of the prayer monument.

Jin Gun had an unpredictable smile when he heard Qing Pojiao's words.

brush!

When all the warriors were still in silence.

The torrent of ancient energy rolled in again and poured into the prayer monument.

The momentum lasts!

It’s as spectacular as the sunset over a long river!

"Qing Pojiao's performance should be very strong..."

Zu Nan couldn't help but tremble and said.

Chu Feng shook his head gently and said: "Qing Pojiao's score should not exceed ten thousand!"

Chu Feng just finished speaking.

Sure enough, the torrent of ancient energy triggered by Qing Pojiao instantly slowed down, decreased, and disappeared!

Nine thousand five hundred ridges of ancient energy!

Only five hundred short, breaking ten thousand!

A figure walked out of the cave with a pale face.

Qingluan had some worry on his face.

"Brother, you should actually be worth over 10,000 yuan. Your mood was disturbed by Jin Gun just now..."

This thought flashed in Qingluan's heart.

"Jin Gun and Qing Pojiao are locked in the top two! I bet on them to be the top two! I made a profit! I made a profit!"

"I bet that Jin Gon will be the first place! I won!"

"Sad! I bet on Qing Pojiao's first place and lost five thousand candle dragon stones..."

Many warriors finally began to become restless.

Everyone's face turned red.

Not only because of the bet on this blessing ceremony, but also because this blessing ceremony really brought rich ancient energy to the candle dragon world.

Now they can even begin to feel that the concentration of ancient air has completely exceeded the concentration three thousand years ago! Even two or three times the concentration!

This means that the concentration of ancient energy in the entire Zhulong Realm is enough to support them for five to six thousand years!

Moreover, even after five or six thousand years, the concentration of this ancient gas is much stronger than before!

"Hurry up and cash in your bet!"

Some warriors shouted excitedly.

A majestic voice sounded from the betting table.

"All contestants have not finished yet, and the rankings are not final! They cannot be honored!"

As soon as this statement came out.

The entire scene immediately caused a commotion.

"Fuck! What the hell is this?! Can that outsider Chu Feng obtain ten thousand spines of ancient energy?"

"If he gets the ancient energy of ten thousand spines, I will live broadcast eating and flying under this crystal screen!"

In the void.

There is no place for anyone to find it.

Two figures disappeared.

"Miss, the results this time are really beyond expectations! Fifteen thousand ridges... can Mr. Chu Feng reach this level?"

Zi Mo said softly.

Miss Xiangxiang nodded and said, "Yes."

Miss Xiangxiang's answer was very brief, without even any hesitation.

Zi Mo was suddenly stunned.

The palace masters of Zhan Gu Palace and Zhan Mang Palace, Gu Yan and Mang Ni, both looked ugly.

Their scores are the same.

By allocating the geographical scope, only 20% can be divided. Each side only gets ten percent!

Previously, each of them provided 10% of their geographical area, which means that this time their geographical area has not increased at all!

"Chu Feng, do you, the so-called finale, still want to compete?"

"I very much hope that you will kneel in front of me now and beg for mercy. I, Jin Gun, will spare your life for the sake of your talent and let you be my slave!"

Jin Gun's voice came again, stirring the surroundings.

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