Chapter 469 He Is the Grandmaster

A group of high-ranking leaders of the empire were stunned. They sat in the viewing area with their eyes wide open, looking at the scene in disbelief.

Bird Brother and Dong Li in the live broadcast room were stunned. Even Bird Brother, who was very active on weekdays, opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word. Dong Li kept pushing his glasses.

All the people watching the battle on the Internet were stunned.

The people on the Zulong side were shocked, and the people on the God Clan side were desperate.

Everyone was stunned.

Can this battle still be fought like this?

Who can tell us what the limit of these young people in the Fulong team is?

Who can accurately analyze what realm Bai Muye is in?

If he is allowed to participate in the battle of the God-level group, he can also overturn all those quasi-emperors directly?

Is this still a person?

The four young men stood in the void. Except for Xiaobai who occasionally pretended to throw a flying talisman on himself to cover up that I was really not a grandmaster, the remaining three were all floating in the sky while eating melons.

"I can't see clearly!" Si Yin complained.

"Their magic array is set up too well. It's hard to see the situation inside from the outside. Wait." Wen Jun took a bite of the melon and said vaguely, then smacked: "It's sweet!"

"Of course, I picked it specially. I'm very good at picking melons!" Si Yin's eyebrows were curved.

Lin Zijin was a little entangled. She could feel that her big knife was lonely.

She was a little lonely too.

In the magic array.

The four god-level young gods all felt like vomiting blood.

But they didn't have the energy to vomit.

Because they had to fight hard to block the waves of terrible attacks.

Wrapping themselves in a cocoon?

Playing with fire and getting burned?

It's their own fault?

Performing magic to burn themselves?

Although the unlucky experiences of this group of unlucky people cannot be seen from the outside, the smart and wise Zulong people have given them all kinds of fancy comfort.

Well, they are all very considerate.

"If we continue like this, we will die!" A young man from the God Clan was covered in blood and shouted loudly: "We must find a way to rush out!"

"Once this magic circle is running, it cannot be stopped or reversed. How can we rush out?" Another young man from the God Clan roared: "How did that human activate our magic circle?"

The other few people all fell silent.

How was it activated?

It was activated just like that!

Now that we know how to activate it, what's the point?

They don't want to know how the magic circle is activated now, they just want to know how to survive!

Originally, they planned to wait for the enemy to pounce on them, and then activate the magic circle, so that they can retreat calmly.

Just like the few people outside who are eating melons now, watching the excitement peacefully!

Unfortunately, the roles are reversed.

They were trapped inside.

The biggest feature of this kind of killing magic circle is its super strong attack power!

And it is unavoidable.

Half an hour later, the first young man from the God Clan finally couldn't hold on and was beheaded.

The remaining three young men of the God Clan roared out the word "surrender" at the same time.

However, they did not get any response.

A God Clan suddenly thought of something and cried: "In order to prevent those humans from surrendering, I completely blocked the sound in the magic circle. In order to achieve this effect, I even asked the princes for advice..."

Before he finished speaking, a sword pierced through his back and came out of his chest.

The God Clan looked down at the sword in front of his chest, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

At this time, he heard the man behind him roaring: "I told you to block the sound, I told you to block the sound!"

The sword was pulled out, stabbed in, pulled out again, and stabbed in again... In the blink of an eye, the man's body was pierced into a sieve, and he was about to die.

The man who stabbed the man with the sword was finally drowned by the surging energy in the magic circle.

Until his death, his eyes were filled with endless hatred.

If the sound had not been blocked, at least... they could have rescued him.

The last remaining young man of the God Clan, whose strength was infinitely close to the high-level God level, roared in anger and then activated a magic weapon on his body that could really save his life.

This young man of the God Clan was a son of God!

His name was Miao!

His father, Wan Miao, was the fifteenth-ranked Emperor-level prince of the God Clan!

Wang Miao had given him a magic weapon and warned him at the time that this magic weapon could only be used once. It contained a terrible Emperor-level power that could save his life in the most critical moment.

He regarded it as a treasure and would not take it out unless it was absolutely necessary.

Because after using it, there would be endless troubles.

But now, he was at the end of his rope and had no other choice.

If he did not use this magic weapon again, he would surely die.

The son of God Miao roared and activated this magic weapon. At this moment, a terrible breath suddenly rose from the magic circle!

This breath almost instantly shattered the magic circle into pieces, and it completely collapsed!

Miao had a dazed look on his face.

The four people outside who were eating melons also had a dazed look on their faces.

All the people who were watching this battle had a dazed look on their faces!

What happened?

"It's alive." Wenjun took the last bite of the melon, swung the long sword in his hand, and stabbed the son of God Miao who shattered the magic circle.

Miao's eyes were full of endless regret.

If he had known that using this magic weapon could destroy the entire magic circle, he would have used it long ago!

His father, Wan Miao, the fifteenth prince of the God Clan, only told him that this thing could save his life at the critical moment of life and death, but he didn't tell him the specific effect!

In such a moment of daze, Wenjun's sword had already stabbed!

Miao roared and waved his hand casually!

Boom!

An incredible and terrible energy blasted directly towards Wenjun.

Buzz!

On Wenjun's body, the passively activated defense symbol instantly lit up the defense light.

But the whole person was knocked out.

Bang!

A control talisman hit Shen Zimiao's face.

Shen Zimiao's body was stiff for a moment.

During this moment of stiffness, Lin Zijin chopped him with a knife.

Si Yin swung a big hammer and hit Shen Zimiao's head hard.

So what if he has the power of the emperor?

He was still dizzy and dazed by Si Yin's hammer.

A deep wound was cut on his body by Lin Zijin's knife, and blood was flowing.

But under the protection of this emperor's power, he did not die!

Even the injury was not particularly fatal!

Bang Bang Bang!

Several control talismans exploded on his face in succession!

Each control talisman can only last for a moment, but there are too many!

This young man from the God Clan who briefly possessed the power of the emperor was actually controlled there by Bai Muye with a large number of control talismans.

Bang, bang, bang!

Si Yin finally fulfilled her whack-a-mole wish!

This sudden scene shocked everyone beyond measure.

Talismans flew all over Bai Muye's body, including slow talismans, aging talismans, poison talismans... all kinds of talismans that he had already cultivated to extremely high quality, hitting Shen Zimiao like rain.

However, under the blessing of the emperor-level energy, the young man's defense became extremely terrifying!

Even though he was scarred by the attacks of Lin Zijin and Wen Jun, and even though he was dizzy and dazed by Si Yin, he still stood in the void and persisted tenaciously.

Endless divine light bloomed in his eyes. He was trying to maintain this terrible emperor-level power and constantly familiarize himself with it. After all, it was not his thing and required a familiarization process.

But as long as he was completely mastered, then the four people in front of him... would be torn into pieces by him in an instant!

The power of the emperor... is definitely not something this group of people can contend with!

"This won't work!" Wen Jun, who kept stabbing at the young man from the God Clan, whispered.

Bai Muye whispered, "Close your eyes!"

The remaining three people didn't know what was going on, but they closed their eyes immediately.

At their level, even if they closed their eyes, they could still sense the outside world through their spiritual sense.

After Bai Muye finished speaking, a flashing talisman exploded in an instant!

The sky and the earth suddenly became bright white.

Not to mention the cameras, even if someone like Wen Jun was at the scene and had already entered the God level, at this moment, he couldn't know what was happening in the magic circle.

The moment the flashing talisman was activated, the sky and the earth were bright white, and even the spiritual sense couldn't get in!

Snap!

A shocking talisman was slapped on the body of the young man from the God Clan.

The young man from the God Clan had the power of an emperor, but he was powerless in the face of this shocking talisman from ancient times.

His spiritual body was immediately knocked out of his body.

The imperial power that did not belong to him could not stop the terrible blow of the Shocking Talisman!

No one knew what the mood of the son of the emperor-level prince was at this moment.

The Talisman Master's Book flew out along Bai Muye's space ring and directly collected this spiritual body.

When the bright white light of the Flash Talisman finally disappeared, the young man of the God Clan... was left with only a body, standing in the void with lifeless eyes.

The huge imperial power on his body still did not dissipate!

There was silence between heaven and earth.

The entire Zulong Empire became quiet at this moment.

The next moment.

The entire Zulong completely exploded!

Won!

The Fulong team won this semi-final again!

One hundred and fifty years of peace, just one game away!

Countless people cried, countless people laughed, countless people cheered to the sky!

In the spectator seats, Emperor Li Ying stood up suddenly and punched hard.

At this time, no one asked him to maintain etiquette.

Because other people are crazier than him.

Regent Li Yu's forehead was bulging with veins, and he roared loudly: "Good job!"

No one knew that when the young man from the God Clan smashed the magic circle and rushed out, he almost couldn't help but personally rescue those young people.

Emperor-level power!

The young man from the God Clan actually had emperor-level power!

This is cheating, but it is cheating in an open manner!

If you have the ability, you humans also play like this?

Don't think that it is a simple matter to seal the emperor-level power in the magic weapon so that it can be used by the gods.

Even many emperor-level powers do not have this method!

Who would have thought that four young people, facing the young man from the God Clan who activated the emperor-level power, could still fight such a beautiful counterattack?

Those who understand, naturally understand.

Those who don't understand, don't need to understand.

They just need to know that the only remaining seedling of the Fulong human camp won and made it to the finals... That's enough!

Cheers, deafening.

This is not an adjective.

On the side of the God Clan, Wan Miao, the 15th ranked prince, stood up in a daze. When he saw his son dead, he couldn't help shaking his body.

Then an indescribable terrible aura spread along his body.

His son was dead, and he wanted to bury his son with everyone!

But at this moment, Ziyun also had a momentum that was not weaker at all, rising into the sky!

Even ordinary gods can't sense this kind of momentum.

Only when you reach the quasi-emperor realm will you feel a little bit of it and be scared to death!

Is this going to be an imperial war in Ziyun?

Once the imperial war breaks out, this planet can't bear it!

"King Wan Miao, calm down... calm down! We can't start a war at this time!"

"King Wan Miao, please accept my condolences. If we start a war at this time, all our previous efforts will be wasted!"

The Wan Miao vassal king roared with a look of grief and indignation: "If you hadn't insisted on this method, how could my son die? How could he die? How could he die?"

The terrible roar echoed in the Protoss camp.

Countless people were pale.

But the other vassal kings who came over were calm.

The first-ranked Yougu vassal king glanced at Wan Miao and said in a deep voice: "I can understand your grief for losing your son, but... Wan Miao, it's not just your son who died."

The second-ranked vassal king Chihuo nodded: "Wan Miao, don't be impulsive. Humans have more emperors than we thought!"

The third-ranked vassal king Lan Bing said: "Once we fight, we will not get any benefits unless all the kings come."

The top three vassal kings who presided over this war game spoke at the same time.

It can be seen how serious this matter is.

The thirteenth ranked prince's blue blood eyes flickered, he was about to say something but stopped.

His son was also killed by Bai Muye, he could understand Wan Miao's extremely sad and angry mood.

Wan Miao narrowed his eyes, there was a flame burning in his eyes, gritted his teeth: "Bai Muye..."

Team Fulong, made it to the finals!

As for the other semi-final over there, apart from the professional human analysts, not many people paid attention to it.

Everyone only knew that they were just one step away from the final victory!

Even though they knew in their hearts that at this time, they should continue to stay calm and composed, and should not be too happy.

But they couldn't control it!

Calm... fuck it!

We won!

The eighteen stars of Zulong, plus all the resource stars, even those exiled heavy criminals, at this moment, everyone's mood was the same!

The thoughts of Zulong people have never been so highly unified!

On the battlefield, Bai Muye took away the space ring on Shen Zimiao with a calm face and stripped off his body armor.

It was this armor. Lin Zijin and Wenjun attacked frantically just now, but they didn't hurt each other.

It's a good thing at first glance.

In the spirit of thrift and frugality, take it away together.

When the quasi-emperor of the God Clan came in to collect the bodies, his eyes were full of deep hatred when he looked at Bai Muye and others.

"Don't look at us like that. Be careful that we misunderstand your intentions and attack you accidentally." Wenjun said calmly.

The quasi-emperor of the God Clan suddenly looked slightly stern, and then said in a deep voice: "I am the referee on the field who maintains order. You want to attack me?"

"The referee on the field who doesn't know where his butt is, be careful when walking at night." Lin Zijin said on the side.

"You..." The quasi-emperor of the God Clan exuded a dangerous aura.

"Everyone calm down. It's not worth it for a person who doesn't even dare to participate in the battle of the God-level group." Bai Muye advised kindly.

"That's right." Lin Zijin nodded, "Brother is right!"

"That makes sense. What's there to say to a coward?" Wenjun nodded.

"He looks a bit poor..." Si Yin muttered softly.

This scene was also captured by a large number of cameras in the world and transmitted to countless Zulong people who were reveling.

People who saw it were both laughing and crying, and a strong sense of pride rose in their hearts!

We humans also have such top-level geniuses who are not afraid of you gods!

The God Clan Quasi-Emperor didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly sneered and said: "You killed the son of the fifteenth prince, Shen Zimiao, wait for death!"

Bai Muye stopped and looked at the body of Shen Zimiao, who had no soul in the arms of the God Clan Quasi-Emperor: "He is the son of the prince? A son of God?"

"I am!" The spirit of Shen Zimiao, who was collected into the Talisman Master's Book and didn't understand what happened, roared wildly.

Bai Muye sealed the Talisman Master's Book completely without making a sound.

The God Clan Quasi-Emperor looked at Bai Muye coldly: "Are you afraid?"

Bai Muye shook his head seriously: "No, go back and tell your prince that if he wants revenge, I will give him a chance after the melee is over!"

"Who do you think you are? If you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!" The God Clan Quasi-Emperor said, and took the body of Shen Zimiao and left quickly.

These young men are all crazy. They dare to provoke even the princes. What else can't they do?

If they don't leave, they might dare to attack him.

After Bai Muye and his group came out, they were treated like heroes.

The emperor stood in the front, the regent stood one step behind Li Ying, and the rest of the bigwigs of the Zulong Empire stood behind!

When Bai Muye and his group walked out of the barrier and appeared in front of them, a group of top bosses of the empire looked at them one by one, as if they saw a rare treasure!

"Welcome back, Mr. Bai!"

"Lord Bai, you have worked hard!"

"Xiaobai, you are all great!"

"Wenjun's swordsmanship is the best in the world..."

"Zi Jin's swordsmanship is rare in ancient and modern times..."

"Si Yin, you are so cute, hahahaha!"

Si Yin: Can you not be so perfunctory? I am an adult. Can you use another word to describe me? I am not cute! You don't even give me a melon, you just talk nonsense! Humph!

The Protoss camp was busy studying and analyzing the reasons why Shen Zimiao died in battle.

After calming down, Wan Miao, the 15th vassal king, wanted to find out what happened at that time and how his son died in battle!

"Shen Zimiao had already activated the life-saving magic weapon you left for him..." You Gu said lightly, looking at Wan Miao, "You should have told him the correct use of the magic weapon earlier. Not only would Wan Miao not have to die, but others... might also have survived. We might even be able to eliminate the Fu Long team in this battle!"

Facing You Gu's accusation, Wan Miao did not choose to defend himself. He said with a sad face: "I didn't expect the battle to be so tragic."

You Gu nodded: "I didn't expect that we were all wrong in the face of Bai Muye's realm guess!"

Everyone in the room looked at him.

You Gu said slowly: "He is not a young master-level all-system talisman master, he is a grand master-level all-system talisman master, and he is a peak grand master! He is only one step away from entering the god level!"

"What?"

"Impossible?"

"Throughout the ages, no human has ever been able to become a master in his early twenties, let alone a grand master... This is ridiculous!"

"King You Gu, how did you come to this conclusion?"

As soon as these words came out, a group of princes in the room, including a group of young gods, were all shocked beyond words.

The God Clan Quasi-Emperor who collected the body of God Zi Miao couldn't help but shudder, and muttered to the side: "Grand Master... Peak Grand Master... Peak Grand Master who can enter the God Realm at any time? No wonder... He would say such arrogant words, it turns out that it is not arrogance, but self-confidence."

A peak-level all-system talisman grand master, facing him, the Quasi-Emperor, is really not inferior at all.

Now there is still some time before the big fight. What if he enters the God Realm during this time?

Listening to the disbelieving voices of the people around him, the God Clan Quasi-Emperor thought of more in an instant.

It is impossible for a Talisman Master in his early twenties to be a Grand Master!

But he is already one!

Combined with his continuous on-site observation of Bai Muye these days, he did not doubt the speculation of the Ancient King at all.

So many impossibilities became possible for Bai Muye.

So, he entered the God Level in his early twenties and had the ability to fight against the Emperor-level princes. Is it really... impossible?

He suddenly felt a little cold.