Fantasy: Start to Create the Heavenly Secret Pavilion

Chapter 89

“Holy Son Yuheng is defeated!”

Yutai is ten miles away.

On a hill.

The two young men stood side by side, each with a tyrannical aura, raising hands and feet, and the oppressive void was distorted.

“Yes.”

A man on the right side was silent for a moment, and said: “The authenticity of the Tianjiao list seems to be beyond doubt. With your third strength on the Tianjiao list, Brother Lin thinks that against Ye Chen, what is the chance of winning?”

“Five to five!”

The man named Lin Zhan, the third on the Tianjiao list, is also from the emperor clan, and is only one spot short of Ye Chen. Even if it is slightly inferior, he will not admit it right now.

After all, the same is the same.

“I thought Shengzi Yuheng could force Ye Chen some trump cards, it seems almost impossible.”

Lin Zhan said softly.

If you say that he just sneered at the status of No. 2 on the Tianjiao list, but now it is different, the Tianjiao list is true, and every top spot is listed.

All represent their own strength!

Tianjiao who can be on this list in the future can undoubtedly bring great glory to the family behind.

“This son of Yuheng is too wasteful. How can I say that he is also a son of Sacred Land, so why is there such a big gap with Ye Chen?”

The man on the right, who hates iron and steel, said angrily: “With his strength, even if he can’t make it into the top 100, the top 200 shouldn’t be a big problem, right.”

“Ah.”

Lin Zhan shook his head and said faintly: “You are thinking too simple, not to mention how many places this Yuheng Saint Child can rank in the Tianjiao list, even if it is the 101st?”

“Do you think there is only a difference of ninety-nine names between him and Ye Chen 々々?”

“Don’t forget, this is just the Human Race’s Tianjiao list!”

“Uh……”

The man on the right stagnated, and said in doubt: “Brother Lin meant to say…?”

“In this world, there is not only the Human Race, but the Golden-winged Great Peng. You must have seen it too. If Tianjilou publishes the ranking of the Demon Race Tianjiao, its ranking will definitely not be low.”

Lin Zhan’s words paused, and then said again: “If there is a ranking of Ten Thousand Clan Tianjiao, let alone you and me, it is unknown whether Ye Chen can enter the top ten!”

“So, Brother Lin tacitly admits that he can’t get into the top ten of Ten Thousand Choirs?”

The man on the right said with a wry smile.

“Perhaps only the first person on the Tianjiao list has this confidence.”

Lin Zhan murmured.

“Then the fifty-sixth, what should I do?” The slight ecstasy that the man on the right had just raised was immediately completely shattered.

After all.

Still in this world, there are too many races. Ten thousand races are just a general term. No one can tell how many races really are. Maybe not ten thousand races, maybe more than ten thousand races.

Every race, born a genius, that is a terrifying number.

“Maybe, Tianji Building can help us…”

“What does Brother Lin mean?”

The man on the right is puzzled.

Is it possible that Brother Lin wants to buy the Tianji poster?

This may not be a big deal.

If you can really buy it, wouldn’t the host of Tianji slap his own face?

“Have you forgotten that Tianjilou not only released the Tianjiao list, but can also buy news? If you buy a chance…”

Lin Zhan said this, but did not continue.

But the man next to him had realized it.

…….

the other side.

Shaoguang Shengzi and Taichu Shengzi stood high in the sky, watching the movement below, and sighed in their hearts at the same time, and a feeling of inferiority arose.

It deserves to be ranked second in Tianjiao.

A lot stronger than the two of them.

Looking at the power and power just now, the two people asked themselves and replaced them with own words, they could also defeat the son of Yuheng, but it would definitely not be a solution.

“Ye Chen is only ranked second, so he is so terrifying, what kind of strength should the first person be?”

The Son of the Beginning murmured to himself.

“The posture of the emperor!”

Shengzi Yaoguang thought for a moment, and spit out four words.

In his opinion, Ye Chen in front of him was already a great emperor, or the young emperor, the person who ranked first, almost reserved the position of the great emperor.

“.｀ Maybe.”

In the beginning, the Son of God was noncommittal. He glanced at the void, saw a few stalwart figures, and said indifferently: “However, the Tianjiao list is not static.”

“Oh?”

Shengzi Yaoguang smiled, laughing very playfully, and said: “Could it be that you want to challenge, who is above you? If I remember correctly, you are ranked 24th, and the person in front is Tianxuan Holy Maiden, right? ”

Talking.

Yaoguang Shengzi followed his gaze, and soon found a white-robed Holy Maiden in the crowd. He chuckled and said, “Tianxuan Holy Maiden is here. You missed this opportunity. You will have to specialize next time. The challenge book is down.”

“It’s not impossible.”

In the beginning, the Son of God seemed to smile but not smile.

His voice just fell off.

A young disciple of Shaoguang Sacred Land quickly flew in front of Shengzi Shaoguang. A Jade Slip appeared in his hand, handed it over, and secretly spread the voice:

“Holy Son, Feng Nishang has news!”

“Um?”

Shaoguang Shengzi’s heart moved, Divine Sense poked out and dived into Jade Slip, and checked it. In Jade Slip, he first saw an image.

That is the appearance of Feng Nishang, followed by various deeds of Feng Nishang.

After a rough glance, Shengzi Shaoguang retracted Divine Sense, threw a top-quality spirit treasure in his hand, and praised:

“Good job!”

“Thank you, Son!”

The disciple accepted Lingbao, thanked him, and left happily. .