Scriptures of the Great Emperor

"How did you participate in the election?" Lin was different.

"How? Can't you participate in the poor road?"

"No, no, please." Lin Biao does not matter, anyway, he is now more scorpion than itch, debts are not too much, these strong people do not have a good match, more than one day is not much, one less Less, let the day join in, but can deal with those more difficult opponents, such as - Liu Lang.

"But don't you say that you don't participate in the election?" He is strange here. Although he is not pleasing to the eye, he does not say that he is a set of people, and there is no need to do this. Status, is it meaningful to participate in this election?

Lin Biao found that he was a bit guilty. How did he not see it before? People didn’t participate in the anger and enrichment of the second generation. When people participated, they began to think about it.

"Reassure, the poor road is only interested in the blood spirit people, and does not care about the ranks of your military elections."

Look, this is the second generation of wealth, people can not see the soldiers!

Lin Biao thought so, and he also laughed a little: "I see you usually have nothing to do, then I care about it. If I care so much, how can I still calculate it?"

"There is a ominous premonition in the poor road..." He shook his head in the first day without saying anything, but it is clear that his premonition is not very good, he is unwilling to deduct, and he is worried about the unknown.

It is also no wonder that the day will suddenly change his mind to participate in the election.

"You have to be careful. This time the election is not simple. In addition to the top-notch, it is basically comparable to the Wang Tianbing. In addition to the four poor people, the No. 5 and No. 6 and No. 6 are not to be underestimated."

"In addition, the two girls in front of the Holy Inscription in Tianying City are not ordinary." After thinking about it, the day after the end.

Lin Biao nodded, but it was a bit strange. Today, this is what wind is blowing. This **** stick not only did not give him a face. Also reminded him of so many things.

"I think... this number is not in the order of arrival?" Lin Biao silenced and took out his twenty-five number plate.

At first he thought it was his bad luck. It was just that the twenty-fifth had passed the illusion, but now it seems that it is not the case.

In the same day, he came in with him, even after he was in the black and **** spirits, even if he was arrogant. If he delays his time, he is unlikely to go to the fourth.

Is it just a random number?

"how is this possible."

Shaking his head in the tenth day, this number is the ranking of the blood-printed disc based on the degree of blood-stained people.

After listening to this, Lin Biao regretted it. This is nothing to look for. It can be attributed to luck in order, but according to the blood gas ranking... Well, it seems to be luck.

Ok, but he is a bit strange. It seems to be familiar to everyone's situation. Liu Lang and others are not strange, but Yueshan... The mountain giant should be from the depths of the wilderness?

"Try to enter the wooden sign."

Lin Biao, a **** immersed in it, and really got the information of those people, of course, only the name and blood strength.

What surprised him was that although the cultivation of the Giant of the Peak was not perfect, it was about the same as his, and he was at the peak of the blood. Can be **** and thick, actually ranked first among the people.

Lin Biao nodded. It seems that the analysis of the day is not a hole in the wind, this mountain giant is indeed very powerful.

However, he looked at his ranking again, twenty-five, um, he is quite satisfied, although the numbers are somewhat magical. But it is really good.

The wooden sign ** has a record of seventy-three people. Except for Yueshan and him, the weakest are the big warriors, and most of them are half-step open days, just like Zhu Mingyu. He is in the thirty-ninth place, and his blood is not as good as himself.

"The **** disk is a very rare open-air soldier. It can not only record the identity of the atmosphere, but also form a database. Although it is only used as an auxiliary, it is rare. The spirit card in your hand is its sub-regulator. It sees information about other military soldiers."

You don’t say it early, pretend to be a ghost! After listening to this, Lin Biao rolled his eyes and put a **** in his heart.

Eh?

At this moment, he noticed the ranking of the black-blooded spirits, which was very strange.

"No name, ranking seventy-three..." Doesn't this mean that his blood is the weakest among the people? There is no name, what is the ghost, Wu Ming is almost the same.

"Blood gas does not mean strength." Jiangshan explained, but Lin Biao shook his head.

Yes, blood gas is not representative of strength, otherwise it will be ranked directly by blood gas, and it is still necessary to use military elections.

But blood is also a kind of manifestation of strength. Anything is terrible at the extreme. Just like Yueshan, breaking the law is enough to make most people desperate.

"Give a warning, if you encounter that blood spirit family, it is recommended not to fight hard. Of course, the form of military election has not been made public, and may avoid direct conflict."

Although Lin Biao did not agree with her heart, she still said it was repeated. She quickly found a hole in the hole and sat down. Xu Feng Ziyue and others followed.

Next, I need to rely on Lin Biao, although the day is obviously more reliable than Lin Biao, but they are not familiar at all, can only follow Lin Biao.

In the ten days, Lin Biao was separated from Lin Biao, but Lin Biao did not have any nostalgia. He wished he could go. He sat down near the Black Blood Spirit, and Lin Biao was looking for a location closer to the Peak Giant.

At this time, Lin Biao found that Jiangshan disappeared again. He ran to the top of the mountain giant. He looked at it with diligence. At first glance, he knew that most of the investment value was seen in Yueshan.

He looked around for four weeks, but there were many people in the mountains, but most of them were the followers of Wang’s son, and there were also many people in the wild, but they all came to soy sauce, or just to see the military elections, they had already abstained and participated. The 73 people in the military elections are basically meditating, and a few people, such as Lin Biao, are looking around.

Among the 73 people, he also saw several acquaintances, such as the weekly salary. The change of time in these three years is really big. If it is not the message from the wooden card, he may not recognize it.

After a moment, he turned his eyes to the surroundings and looked at everyone.

Knowing ourselves and knowing each other can not fight!

However, Zhong Qin and Nie Li did not appear. He expected that most of them would still consolidate the sentiment, but this also made him understand that there may be some time away from the end of the screening.

He put his gaze in the foothills. There is a flatned mountain in the middle of the stream. It seems to be a downfall. However, Lin Biao certainly does not think that the election is just an ordinary guard. Of course, it is better. It does not need to spend too much thought and fight. It is hard power!

"The son..." Ziyue bowed his head and walked to Lin Biao.

"Nothing." Lin Biao touched her head and comforted her eyes, and her eyes fell in the opposite direction.

"Beware, I will give you an explanation." Even if he is worthy of his own heart, he must rescue the purple night.

And I believe that Li Changqing has noticed him. Although the two have not been photographed, the spirit has been confronted more than once. Even now, there is still a part of Li Changqing’s spiritual strength sealed by him.

"The son must be careful about his speed." Purple Moon Road.

Lin Biao nodded. He already knew that the speed of the escape of Ziyue was practiced under the suggestion of Li Changqing, very fast!

"Bingxel eleven Li Changqing..."