"Ling Xuan, you came early enough. A golden-clothed guest elder greeted him.

"Bi Sheng, you're so interested. Ling Xuan's face changed slightly when he saw this golden-clothed guest elder, obviously not liking this person very much.

"Of course, there has been no battle for the throne for a long time, but Bi Mou wants to have a lively time today, and also to have fun with all fellow Daoists. As he spoke, the gold-clothed guest Qing elder took out a jade table, and then put out the four treasures of the study room on it, "Take this opportunity today, Bi Mou will open a small village, and the rules don't need to be said, how much pressure there is, and there is no cap!

"Hmph!" Ling Xuan snorted coldly and turned his head to look at ...... It is really difficult for him to be happy when someone uses the battle he launched to seize the throne, but Bi Sheng is also quite good among the elders of the gold-clothed guest, and he can't compare it seriously.

"Elder Bi, what's the odds?" a bold congregation asked in a loud voice.

"Ling Daoyou is a fourth-grade true immortal, Murong Daoyou is a first-grade true immortal, and there is a huge difference in strength, so Ling Daoyou wins with one and five points, and Murong Daoyou wins with one loss of six!

With a flick of his sleeves, Bi Sheng sat there, and a momentum of not being angry and arrogant arose, which also made the congregations present who wanted to bet on it quiet and abnormal, and lined up in order to bet. Among the many disciples who bet on the treasure, almost all of them were sure that they had already decided who they wanted to bet on to win, and they would definitely bet on Ling Xuan to win.

Although Ling Xuan's odds will be lower, everyone's income will become very limited. But mosquito meat is also meat, and if you don't make money, you won't earn it in vain.

However, there are also a few people whose eyes are a little wandering and anxious, and they don't seem to have decided who they want to bet on, among them, the most striking thing is Wei Qing, who leads Murong Xianxian.

Hearing the congregation who were helping to sing the promise next to Bi Sheng, all of them were all about Xuansheng, coupled with the ridicule of the people around him, which made Wei Qing's heart full of unpleasant feelings...... Although he and Murong Xianxian are just acquaintances, after all, he is the one who leads him. Murong Xianxian was ridiculed, and Wei Qing's face was not shiny.

"If you don't steam steamed buns, you have to steam your breath, even if you lose it all today, you have to fight for this" Even if Wei Qing's cultivation is good. At this time, he also gritted his teeth and was ruthless, giving birth to the intention of fighting for a breath.

Wait until the time is almost right. Strode over to the gambling table and said, "Elder Bi." I'm betting on Murong Fairy to win, four pieces of immortal marrow!"

This is almost all of Wei Qing's net worth, and the worship of the silver-clothed guest is not less, but it is used for cultivation on weekdays. The consumption is also huge. Of course, Wei Qing is definitely not that kind of impulsive person, judging from Vice President Fan's different eyes on Murong Xianxian, as well as the confidence shown by Murong Xianxian, he instinctively feels that there is a bit of mystery in this that he doesn't know.

If Murong Xianxian wins, the current odds of Murong Xianxian have soared to ten to one, and he will make a fortune. It was this kind of thought and the urge to fight for breath that made Wei Qing suppress this big order.

"Wei Qing, bet on Murong Xian to win. Four pieces of fairy marrow!"

The moment this singing promise was spoken, many people began to shake their heads, and there were even more mocking voices, in such a voice, Wei Qing's face flashed to the side with an ugly face, looking at the sky, looking forward to Murong Xianxian's arrival. And under his influence, more than a dozen people also bet on Murong Xianxian's side, but they are not as bold as Wei Qing, and they don't play much. It's also a gamble on luck.

"Ling Xuan, does that Murong Xianxian know the time of the battle for the throne, shouldn't he not come?" a blood-clothed guest elder asked impatiently.

"I won't be here, she informed me of the time of the competition. It's still half an hour away, and it'll be there soon. Ling Xuan hurriedly replied.

Elder Blood-clothed Keqing is a powerhouse at the level of a golden immortal, even if it is an elder in gold-clothed Keqing, he doesn't dare to offend.

"Hmph. The blood-clothed Elder snorted coldly and said no more.

Time passed little by little, and Ling Xuan waited without moving. Everyone's faces also showed more and more impatient looks, and they looked towards the high school from time to time.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light in the sky, and a water-blue light shot out, and in a blink of an eye, it was near the arena, and a fairy appeared in a flash.

"Fellow Daoists, forgive me, I just finished cultivating, so I'm a little late. You didn't miss the time to take the throne, did you?" she asked with a smile on her face.

The person who came was none other than that Murong Xian Xian.

"Hmph! If you come a little later, you will be directly disqualified from being the golden-clothed guest elder. Lucky for you, it's time to arrive at the last minute, so get ready to enter. Elder Blood-clothed Keqing swept away Murong Xianxian and said impatiently.

Just as Murong Xianxian entered the competition field, he pinched the trick with both hands, and made a ...... 'hum' sound at the prohibition around the competition field, and suddenly the brilliance bloomed, and the competition field was suddenly shrouded in a transparent bowl-shaped light curtain.

"Very good! You're here, it seems that you have some guts. Dare to face me with the realm of a product. Seeing Murong Xianxian who had entered the arena, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Ling Xuan's eyes.

When Murong Xianxian heard this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, but he smiled faintly, as if he didn't even bother to say anything to the other party.

Seeing this, Ling Xuan's heart suddenly burst into anger, and the killing intent that had been suppressed suddenly rose by a point, and everyone who was fighting on the appearance of the technical field also immediately began to discuss, generally feeling that Murong Xianxian was too arrogant...... In comparison, no matter what Ling Xuan's character is, after all, he is an old man of the Iron Immortal Society, and his tendencies are more clear.

"Listen, there are no restrictions on the battle for the throne, as long as you don't leave the forbidden range, any means can be used. And unless one side takes the initiative to admit defeat, I will not stop the slightest. If you think your strength is not good, it is better to admit defeat as soon as possible. Although there are not many cases of falling and dying because of the battle for the throne, it is common for them to be knocked down to a realm because of serious injuries. If there is no objection, let's get started. Elder Blood-Clad Keqing said expressionlessly.

This is probably a routine cliché, and what is said and listened to is not taken seriously. Murong Xianxian and Ling Xuan looked at each other from afar, and they didn't say a word.

The blood-clothed Elder Keqing spat out the word "start" in his mouth, and his figure flashed to the side at the same time...... With his Golden Immortal Realm, even if something happens to him, if he makes a timely move, at least he won't die.

Almost at the same time, Murong Xianxian and Ling Xuan shot at the same time.

"Fairy, Nebula Chain!"

Facing an opponent whose realm was three levels higher than herself, Murong Xianxian naturally would not take it lightly, and a chain composed of star power appeared around her in the shape of a nebula, surrounding layer by layer, making a rattling sound.

On the other side, Ling Xuan patted a beast control bag on his waist, and silver flying insects flew out of the pocket, the brilliance flickered, although it was only the length of his thumb, it was surging wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it was densely packed, almost drowning himself into it.

Immediately after that, Ling Xuan's sleeve flickered, and a cyan flying sword flew out of his cuff, and Qingxia flickered above his head.

After Ling Xuan finished casting the spell, he looked at the other side, his face couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and the aura emitted by those chains made him stunned: "Star Wars Technique, how can you, an immortal cultivator, master the divine power of a Divine Kingdom cultivator?"

The immortal world is vast, and there are thousands of cultivation methods, but in terms of the system, there are only a few categories, and those cultivators who cultivate star power are called Divine Kingdom monks, although they have dealings with immortal cultivators, but the relationship is ordinary, some similar to the relationship between allies, but not a hostile force. So Murong Xianxian was not worried at all.

However, what she was really worried about was those silver flying insects around Ling Xuan. (To be continued.) )