Chapter 391, Tang Seng is right to Rulai

Unlike Beiju Luzhou, in the Netherworld, there was a burst of cheers, and the rain master also let out a breath and wiped the cold sweat on his head.

In the mobile phone space, on the battlefield of the myth of the wilderness, Zhang Jun walked out of the void and said: "It's really an eye-opener! ”

Some of the conceited teams in the audience, especially after watching the game between the Emperor Team of the Aolai Kingdom and the Datang Demon King Team, couldn't help but feel a kind of unwillingness, my strength is stronger than the top ten!

But now, all of them are kneeling, it's really incomparable! In the palace of Aolaiguo, Bian Sui, the boss of the Tang Dynasty and my second child, is also completely blindfolded, are we playing the same game? How did I get to the top ten? Who am I? Where am I? What happened?

In the mobile phone space, Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Netherworld team, the demon god team has opened my eyes, and I am even more full of expectations for the following games, let us invite the following two teams to play." ”

With a bang, the names of the two teams collided together, and the flames burned.

Zhang Jun glanced at it and said in surprise: "Coincidentally, this time it turned out to be the Demon King Team and the Nether Clan, they are both super strong teams that have won more than one game, this time it must be more intense, I am really looking forward to it! Please enter~"

The Red Netherworld team, the same as the general gods and demons heroes in the previous game, the blue demon king team, a lone Xuanwu crept out of the altar.

Xuanwu glanced up at the audience above, Li Shimin smiled and nodded to Xuanwu, fight hard, don't be nervous!

Xuanwu took a breath and yelled at Red, "Our team members are unwell and can't participate, so we abstained." ”

There was silence in the audience for a moment, and immediately there was a burst of laughter, accompanied by a boo~ sound resounding in this space.

Xuanwu shouted arrogantly: "What are you laughing at? We are not afraid of them, we just have an unclean breakfast and make our stomachs upset." ”

In the audience, Li Shimin looked at Cheng Chumo controlling Xuanwu with a pale face, shouted on the altar, and said coldly: "Surrender without a fight, and lose the face of my Tang Dynasty." ”

Fang Xuanling glanced at Xuanwu, who was arrogant and bored with nothing, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, they are just children. ”

Li Shimin snorted coldly and said: "Before the game, they said that they would fight for my Datang and raise the prestige of our country, what are they doing now?"

Du Ruyan smiled awkwardly: "Maybe they really have a bad stomach." ”

Li Shimin was amused by him: "I, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, believe what he said?"

Du Ruhui laughed dryly, looked at Xuanwu, and said in his heart: "Boy, you should ask for more blessings! ”

After Cheng Chumo finished speaking, he also shouted to the Netherworld Clan: "It's inconvenient today, let's fight again next time." As he spoke, he turned around and ran into the altar.

In the VIP box, Zhang Mingxuan also whispered helplessly: "It's a shame!"

Li Qingya smiled and said, "They should have been put in by you, right?!"

Zhang Mingxuan immediately retorted: "How is it possible? This game is fair and just, will I help them cheat? I look down on that kind of cheating people the most, I can only say that they are too lucky." ”

Li Qingya pursed her lips and chuckled, she didn't believe a word of Zhang Mingxuan's words.

The red boy walked in from the outside proudly, looking like Lao Tzu was dragging like a cow.

Zhang Mingxuan's eyes lit up and asked, "Rich again?"

The red boy nodded proudly, and sat next to Zhang Mingxuan with a golden knife, exuding a smug aura all over his body.

The Nether Troopers were also speechless for a while, what should they do in this case?

Zhang Jun appeared from the air and said with an embarrassed smile: "Since the Demon King team has admitted defeat, it is the victory of the Netherworld, congratulations to the Netherworld team for winning the second consecutive victory." ”

Nether Troopers vanish.

Zhang Jun immediately said: "Let's have a team to invite the next out!"

The sky cracked, and the names of the two teams rushed out of the crack and collided with each other, and the flames burned with fighting spirit.

Zhang Jun smiled: "Let's welcome the Ten Thousand Buddha Team and the Journey to the West Team!"

Cheers rang out from the audience.

On the way to the west, Tang Sanzang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "This ...... Who is this Ten Thousand Buddha Clan?"

Sun Wukong jumped down from the beam, lightly touched his feet on the table, turned his head over and lay on the bed, took out his mobile phone and said: "Hmph~ Rulai's team, I recognize his number." ”

Zhu Bajie shouted: "Obedient~ It's amazing! We actually met the Lord of the Buddha." ”

Tang Sanzang said with a bitter face: "The poor monk is gone, I want to surrender!"

Monk Sha shouted: "Master, it's wrong for you to do this, the Buddha played a game with us, what an honor it is, do you surrender directly?"

Zhu Bajie also nodded and said, "What the third junior brother said is right, maybe we can deepen our relationship with Rulai a little." If we are the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, we will definitely not be able to win against his old man, so play hard, have fun, and fully express ourselves. ”

The little white dragon said with a face full of adoration: "If you come to the Buddha!"

Everyone looked at Tang Sanzang, Tang Sanzang was full of cold sweat and said: "Okay then! But the poor monk has to say the words first, and he must not kill the Buddha during the game, and he will hide far away when he sees the Buddha." ”

Several apprentices said together: "No problem!"

Lingshan, by a pond, Rulai and Ananda Kaye and two other frightened little monks are sitting cross-legged, sitting down are a few lotus platforms, looking at a few cautious little monks, Rulai also secretly sighed, there is really no way, it is too late to find no one.

Ru looked at the name of the team, glanced at the other four, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this Journey to the West team is your own people." ”

The four monks couldn't help but breathe a long sigh, to be honest, their strength determines that the level of the game is not high, most of the reasons for reaching the finals are because of the super god of Rulai, one god with four pits, and a small part of the reason is that they met an acquaintance in Lingshan, and the other party directly admitted defeat.

Now that they have met an acquaintance again, the four of them can't help but smile, this time it's relaxed, as a monk, I don't believe that you dare to do it against Rulai?

In the space, Zhang Jun waited for a long time and didn't see anyone come out of the altar, and shouted again: "Please invite two teams to come out!"

After a while, Zhang Jun shouted loudly again: "Please invite two teams to come out!"

With a bang, the ancestral dragon of the red team walked out, and said as he walked: "Roll up the four seas and suppress the flood and famine, and unify the scale armor and the world!"

Zhang Jun let out a long breath, your sister's finally came out.

One by one, the heroes came out of the altar and went to their own battlefields, Tang Sanzang's attack, Wukong's jungler, Sha Monk's tank, Zhu Bajie's warrior, and Xiaobailong's archer.