Chapter 2932: The Battlefield of Savior(2/2)
Asking Ye Yuyou to give him a lesson, Feng Luo suddenly became furious.
"You guys really don't know the heights of the sky..."
Just when Feng Luo was about to get angry, an old voice rang out, scolding, "What are you arguing about?!"
"Master Ma!"
Seeing the person coming, the expressions of those present suddenly became filled with respect. At this time, Ji Xinghe whispered in our ears, "This is Ma Shangdao, the Supreme Lord of Yewang Palace."
Supreme?
Hearing this, my eyes moved slightly.
Above the four stars of Yewang Palace, there are three levels except the palace master, namely Tianzun, Earth Zun and Supreme.
The Tianzuns are all late four-star powerhouses. They are usually held by the top-ranked district leaders. Zhou Xinyan is one of them. There are a total of twelve Tianzuns in the entire Yewang Palace.
Below the Heavenly Lord, there is the Earth Lord, who are all mid-four-star level experts. As for the Earth Lord, they are the Supreme, but they must be at least the early four-star level experts.
All in all, in one sentence, as long as the job title has the word "Zun" in it, it means that the person's realm has reached the level of a four-star Venerable.
Normally, existences of this level are almost invisible. Even a superpower like Great Shun Kingdom cannot produce a few four-star level experts. But I didn’t expect that less than five minutes after I came to Yewang Palace, I would actually
I met one. It can only be said that Yewang Palace is indeed full of strong people, and even four-star strong people appear from time to time.
Of course, even in the Yewang Palace, the status of a four-star powerhouse is still very high. At least when the supreme powerhouse Ma Shangdao appeared, the whole place fell silent for an instant, and everyone present showed a look of awe.
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"Master Ma, these newcomers who are in the middle of the three-star stage want to sign up to participate in the Salvation Battlefield. Everyone does not agree with it, so there are some quarrels." Zhang Yao reported.
Hearing this, Ma Shangdao glanced at us, with a strange look in his eyes, and then turned to Zhang Yao and said, "If you don't agree with me, you can go if you want, and there is no rule not to allow Samsung to go in the mid-term!"
"Understood." Zhang Yao lowered his head and said.
"Humph!" At this time, Feng Luo snorted coldly and said to me, "I don't care whether you die or not, but I am more worried about whether my bet can be fulfilled. If you die, who can I turn to to fulfill the bet?"
Lao Wang couldn't bear it anymore and cursed, "You bastard, who are you cursing?"
"I'm just telling the truth." Feng Luo shrugged and said, "What's the difference between going to the battlefield of salvation in the mid-term of Sanxing and seeking death? If you insist on going to die, please cash in your bet to me first."
"You!" Hearing this, everyone looked angry.
Chapter completed!