Heavenly Traveler Fate Record

didn't expect After the power division of the various races was determined at the Orcs Conference, Guo Linsheng of the Qilin family didn't expect Guo Linsheng from the Qilin family again to take the initiative to separate some of the benefits to motivate those elite juniors. And his proposal was immediately approved by the majority of the small race patriarch. At this point, Mountain Tiger and the others dare not directly take the lead to offend the public.

However, Hou Yuan stood up at the right time to amend his proposal. He also knew in his heart that since the general trend was unstoppable, he could only follow the trend. And Guo Linsheng's idea is not difficult to see that he wants to take advantage of this intervention to recover more resource quotas.

Today, the Qilin clan took out three Level 9 Demon Lords and the rest are clansman no less than level 8. They have seven chances to compete. If five of them succeed, it will be slightly worse than the original quota.

In this way, Guo Linsheng can guarantee the interests of the Qilin family to the greatest extent, so Hou Yuan proposed to reduce the quota and double the capacity of the contestants at the same time. Even if all seven Qilin members win, they can only get five allocations, which is still acceptable to many races.

At least many patriarchs of Little Monster Race have begun to be eager to have a try. They may not have a chance to win one-tenth of the quota with their strength, but one-twentieth is another. Don't talk about it.

In order to avoid extra-junctions, Yuan Yuan also didn't wait for Guo Linsheng's reply and agreed to turn his head and moved towards the three people on the witness stage: "I don't know if the old man's proposal is unfair, please let the three witnesses speak clearly."

This is the final word, Yi Tian was about to speak, but Yi Shun, who was sitting next to him, first opened the mouth and said: "Hou Fellow Daoist Yuan said it is very true, but there are many beasts, all The influence is not at the same level. It is better to divide the 15% into 30 parts, 20 parts for the eighth-level younger generations, and the remaining tenths to the seventh-level younger generations to come forward and fight for. This will also enable the seven who came today. The younger generations have a chance."

As soon as these words came out all around, among those Monster Race, there were countless "Okay," and many less powerful tribes, patriarch, yelled. Up.

Needless to say, this move and even dismissal gave the original vassal race a chance to step onto the stage to fight for their own interests.

Hou Yuan flashed a look of helplessness, and then he replied: "Yishun Fellow Daoist said it is reasonable, since it is Yurun Junzhan, naturally, those 7th-level younger generations must be lost. This distribution If you want to come here, the Fellow Daoists here will not have any more opinions."

After that, he turned his head and stared at Guo Linsheng, as if he was waiting for his response. I saw Guo Linsheng browse slightly wrinkle sighed and said: "Since it is the suggestion of the Fellow Daoist of the Huo Jiao Clan, and it is in the interests of my Orc Clan, I will naturally not object."

"Okay, Then let's ask a few of us at the head to discuss how to do this," said Mountain Tiger with a delighted smile on his face.

"What else to discuss, let's go straight to the court," the voice of the speaker came and stopped in everyone's ears, which seemed very strange. But Yi Tian knew this was Xiong Erbao's move, and saw him throw a Spiritual Artifact to the center of the venue, and then opened the mouth and said: "This is the fighting platform in the Xumi space. If you want to try it, just fight it inside. "

As soon as he finished speaking, I saw him both hands forming seals, dividing the bucket into thirty large and small tofu blocks, and then he shouted: "Each space is separated. Thirty people at a time can do it at the same time. The red one is the eighth-level area, and the blue one is the space that the seventh-level juniors enter."

As soon as the words came out, all around, those Monster Races all closed. Mouth, many people be eager to have a try, but more are still waiting and watching. Suddenly, nine black and white auras flew out and flew directly into nine of the spaces. It was Xiong Erbao who brought many guards and immediately covered the nine red squares.

The younger generations of those other races are naturally not far behind, but they did not get the nodded permission from their own patriarch, of course, they dare not make mistakes directly.

Just listen to Mountain Tiger and ask: "Then how to deal with the number of participants?"

"Simple, each room is only allowed to enter the juniors of one race , After the fight, just take the remaining one," Xiong Erbao said with disdain.

At this time, a loud voice came from the witness station: "This arrangement is just obvious to all. You can first go deep into the divine sense to investigate, and then decide who to send off. Today is the conference. There is no need to delay 30 more games at the same time to determine the allocation of all resources."

The speaker is Mengjing, and the faces of the many Level 9 monsters who are present like her are naturally relieved. less. Now that the two witnesses have spoken, it seems that this matter has also been recognized, and no matter the outcome of the shot is in full view, it is natural that it cannot be faked.

Suddenly, six people from the Lion race took up the remaining six spaces, and the patriarchs of some small races were slightly weaker and went directly to the blue area to wait.

I saw Xiong Erbao take out the hourglass and put it in front of him, saying: "After the sand leaks, the space will automatically close, and then the middle and younger generations can take action. There is a talisman seal on the arm of the person who enters, and it can be activated once it is activated. Exiting the space is also considered a surrender. If multiple people enter in each space, only the one left behind will be taken. You should consider entering the venue, not time and the others."

At the end of the scene, they began to feel a little restless. Many of the Monster Race younger generations are also very regretful at this moment. Going first has an advantage, and many people are also looking for suitable space. To say that one-on-one may not be able to win, but if it is a melee, then there is a certain chance that you can fish in troubled waters.

The fine sand in the upper layer of the hourglass keeps falling, much faster than expected. I originally thought that I would give the last moment to consider it, but now it seems that Xiong Erbao is continuously urging them. In an instant, Monster Race flew out from the auditorium and entered the Xumi Space Fighter stage. In the original twenty red grids, there were more than two monster cultivators standing in an instant.

As for the number of people in the blue grid, although there are only ten grids, at least four Monster Race can be accommodated in each space. Many of them were the patriarchs of the small races who came off in person. It seems that they have also spotted the extremely rare opportunity to go up and fight.

After the sand on the upper layer of the hourglass finished flowing, I saw Xiong Erbao both hands forming seals moved towards the Xumi space in the center of the venue and clicked on the stage. The passage that entered in an instant was closed, and the roaring thunderstorm sounded from inside the next moment.

Almost seventy-eighty monster cultivators shot at the same time, and a lot of bright flames burst from those space battle grids. Those Level 9 monsters who are sitting all around will naturally take the situation inside their eyes. However, the divine sense cannot be invaded, which will also ensure the fairness of the inner-Chinese competition.

After a while, you can see a lot of aura flying from it to the outside seats. When the aura faded, the monster cultivator of various races appeared, but their faces were very ugly at this time, and some were still pale. The monster cultivator of the small race is no problem, but there are a few big clan dísciples who have quit and saw patriarch's almost murderous gaze. Naturally, they only shrink aside and dare not speak.