Dragon-Marked War God - Chapter 5094

No one dared to provoke Chen Beiliang’s majesty. Even Jiang Chen didn’t even know how strong this Chen Beiliang was. His figure was like a mountain, which no one could surpass.

A farce finally came to an end, and no one dared to continue provoking Chen Beiliang’s authority.

The first-line elder of the Chen family has such a terrifying strength.

“Now, it’s time to show how many withered vines you have in your hands.”

Chen Bei Liang said in a loud voice, his eyes were cold, and he glanced at everyone. These more than 100 people are all Nebula-level powerhouses, and they are also the mainstays of the Chen family in the future.

“How many do you have? I have thirty-four.”

“What the hell? Really fake? I’m only twenty-one, and you’re really awesome.”

“Che, a group of small dishes, I have forty-nine here, how is it, is it a horse?”

“It’s nothing, I’ve heard that some people have gotten hundreds of dried vines.”

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”

“You can’t do it, it doesn’t mean that others can’t do it, humming, the Chen family has many talented people, so it may not be there.”

Many geniuses in the Chen family began to compare with each other. At this time, it also became the time for them to show off their homework. Whoever has the most dead vines will be able to become the champion of the ancestors this time.

Many people are eager to try, looking forward to it, some people are complacent, some people are unhappy, knowing that they may have missed the championship competition this time, but compared to the grand occasion when thousands of people entered the ancient battlefield, they can come out alive now. , are the real lucky ones, and are destined to become the focus of the Chen family’s cultivation.

“Sister Lulu, how many do you have?”

Chen Qingqing asked, with a rare curiosity and joy in his eyes.

“One hundred and twenty-four withered vines. How about you?”

Chen Lu shrugged her shoulders with an indifferent face. For her, this time the ancestor of the Chen family, Zeming, has already achieved a lot.

“One hundred and thirty-five.”

Chen Qingqing made a victory gesture, this number is already quite a lot.

“I only have eighty-eight.”

Chen Dianya had a bitter look on his face, and it is estimated that he must have missed the top ten.

“I have ninety-two, and we should all be far behind. The geniuses of the Chen family are not easy. I believe that there will be no shortage of top experts in the first-tier, second-tier and third-tier.”

Chen Yingying felt a little sad and sighed in her heart.

“By the way, Senior Jiang Chen, how many do you have?”

Chen Yingying’s eyes lit up and she looked at Jiang Chen.

“Yeah, big brother, how many do you have, tell me quickly!”

Chen Lu looked at the hero in her heart with anticipation.

“I haven’t counted yet… It should be a little more than you.”

Jiang Chen said with a flat face.

“Fuck!”

Chen Dianya sighed and was shocked.

“Chen’s Nine-Line Heaven, King Chenyin, two hundred and seventy-eight withered vines!”

A young man with star-like eyes, carrying a nine-foot cloud spear, walked slowly.

“Two hundred and seventy-eight? It’s terrifying, King Chenyin of the Nine-Line Heaven, this guy is not easy, Nebula-level Second Layer, tsk tsk tsk.”

“Yeah, this must be the top three without a doubt.”

“It’s really unbelievable.”

The appearance of King Chen Yin caused a small climax, and everyone stared at him.

“I didn’t expect King Chenyin to really rise. My grandfather once said that King Chenyin is definitely not a thing in the pool.”

Chen Yingying said with deep conviction.

“Among the Nine Lines, he should be the strongest person.”

Chen Dianya nodded silently.

“Eight-line sky, Chen Tianqiao, two hundred and seventy-two withered vines.”

“Seven-line sky, Chenjiang, two hundred and forty withered vines.”

“Six-wired sky, Chen Fanghua, two hundred and eighty-four withered vines.”

Chen Fanghua’s withered vine fruit set off another exclamation, reaching a new high.

“Five-lined sky, Chen Yi, one hundred and twenty-two withered vines.”

“Chen Lu, one hundred and twenty-four withered vines.”

“Chen Qingqing, one hundred and thirty-five withered vines.”

“…”

“Sanxiantian, Chenhe, three hundred and eight withered vines!”

wow—

There was an uproar in the audience, Chen He is currently the most withered vine fruit.

“Second-Line Heaven, Chen Wuxie, three hundred and fourteen.”

The metamorphosis one after another made everyone excited, and sure enough, in front of the real evildoer, many people have already disappeared.

“I think Chen Wuxie must be the champion.”

“That’s right, Chen Wuxie from the second-tier sky, I’ve heard it for a long time. This time he can win the top spot, which is also what I expected.”

“More than three hundred withered vines, tsk tsk tsk, this guy doesn’t know how many people he killed, hey.”

“Survival of the fittest, this is the rule, death is not important, who can survive to the end is the most important.”

Everyone looked at Chen Wuxie with envy and awe.

“It seems that this time, I have to do my part, hahaha.”

Chen Wuxie’s face was cold and full of smiles, full of confidence.

“One line of heaven, Chen Ji, three hundred and seventy-six withered vines.”

At this moment, a cold voice rang out, a stunning woman wearing a purple robe, walking out slowly, her temperament, incomparably superior, her eyes were as cold as frost, no strangers should enter, domineering eyes, everyone Don’t dare to look at him.

“I’ll be darling, Chen Wuxie, there is no doubt that he will be the champion.”

“Chen Ji!”

“Chen Ji!”

“Chen Ji!”

The shouts that were overwhelming, made Chen Wuxie look at him coldly, and was extremely unwilling in his heart. He had already made preparations for the championship, but halfway through, Chen Ji was killed, and her strength had reached the nebula level. Triple Heaven, this power is indeed overwhelming!

“It seems that this time, Chen Ji will definitely be the champion.”

Chen Beiliang nodded slightly, with a look of admiration in his eyes.

With the shouts, Chen Ji has become the belief in everyone’s heart. The strong are always respected, and no one dares to provoke them.

Chen Ji’s purple robe hunts, windless and automatic, cool temperament, and intoxicating. Among such people, dragons and phoenixes are beyond the reach of many geniuses.

“Four-line sky, Chenjiang, four hundred and ninety-eight withered vines.”

When Jiang Chen’s voice echoed in the sky, the entire mountain range became completely quiet, and there was no sound.

At that moment, no one could have imagined that Jiang Chen’s voice could attract everyone’s attention, so that no one could ignore it.

Four hundred and ninety-eight withered vines!

How can you not be jealous?

Jiang Chen’s eyes were indifferent and unhurried, and many people couldn’t even believe it, but when Jiang Chen took out the dead vine fruit, he made those who had a relationship in their hearts shut up.

But at this time, the happiest person is none other than the elder Chen Yubo of the fourth line of heaven. This gave them the face of the fourth line of heaven. Even the first elder, Chen Beiliang, was stunned. He didn’t expect this time. The laurel crown actually fell into the hands of the genius of Si Xian Tian.