Chapter 1181: The Eight Gate Arrays Each Has Its Own Good and Evil
Xie Yingwen sneered, he had already given birth to the urge to kick Zhao Xiaotian to death, this woman was really too snobbish.
It is also that he does not continue to practice, if ...... There seems to be no ifs for this matter.
"Look again. ”
He remained silent and walked in the direction of another battery car.
Zhao Xiaotian is a small bird and extremely weak.
If she was before, seeing her current actions, it is estimated that she would be disgusted to vomit.
On the edge of the island, the hotels stand.
The place where the Fu people live is not only the Fu people.
There are too many merchants, hawkers, ordinary people or cultivators who are subordinate to the Fu clan to survive.
It's not a big city, at least it's a small city.
In a hotel, there was darkness in several rooms.
Outside the guest room, a group of men and women like corporate executives slowly walked over.
Their aura is extremely powerful.
In the dark room, all the breath is masked.
And when the same passers-by as the executives left the passage, the light in the room lit up again.
In one of the rooms, there were several men dressed as scholars.
They were dressed differently from others, and they were all robes.
Reiki is revived, and productivity is greatly improved.
All kinds of clothing culture, unimpeded, like this kind of Hanfu-like things, wherever you go, in fact, you won't, attracting too many people's attention.
"Senior Brother Zihuan, that group of people has already left. ”
"Senior brother, why should we people from the Wen Sect be afraid of these nameless cultivators?"
Among the few scholars, there were already complaints.
"Ten thousand stars have entered the WTO, it's not just Wenzong chasing the martial gods, we can suppress a wave of people, how can we suppress ten thousand waves of people?"
Zihuan said coldly.
The man straightened his clothes and quickly stood up.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
It's the waiter, the cleaner, and the aunt who has to clean.
A group of scholars, acting as if nothing had happened, opened the door and left.
Give up the room to the cleaning aunt.
"These guys are pretty handsome. ”
With a smile on her face, the aunt reminded the beautiful waiter next to her.
"There are many handsome people, and the most important thing in our hotel is handsome male guests. ”
The waiter pursed his lips, but his eyes were fixed on the direction where the scholars were going.
Obviously, her attitude is like this, mainly because no matter how handsome she is, it has nothing to do with her.
If she could really get involved, her attitude would be completely different.
On the wide sandy beach, a group of sturdy men with bare arms were panting.
These are all practitioners who practice powerfully.
Suppressing all the bloodlines and spiritual breath, they became mortals.
Beach Soccer Racing, a beach soccer chase game.
The games are fun to play, and each has fun.
Football is played on the lawn, and foosball is also played.
No matter how strong your cultivation is, it is also very interesting to suppress your qi, blood and spiritual breath, and play a hearty ball game.
A towel was thrown out.
A man with extremely dark skin caught the towel.
The man grabbed the towel and wiped off the sweat.
His expression immediately became solemn.
It was a middle-aged woman who threw him a towel.
The woman's expression was as cold as ice, and she could see that when she was young, she should have a good posture.
"Master, I didn't see your old man coming, it's rude!"
"On this earth, I don't know in the future, at least the son-in-law of Changtai Enterprise is definitely a well-known figure, you don't need to respect me so much. ”
The middle-aged woman said lightly.
"I, Qiao Tian, am an ordinary cultivator on the earth, how dare I compare with a strong person outside the territory, master, you have tormented me. ”
Qiao Tian's eyes immediately showed a nervous look.
At present, on the earth, in addition to Xingli Group, there are at least dozens of large consortia that can be compared with it.
For example, the current Changtai enterprise.
Super enterprises must have super cultivators in charge in order to maintain their wealth.
The middle-aged woman is obviously a latecomer, she can be the master of Changtai Gongzi, and her strength can be seen in general.
"It's good if you know, within five days, the Martial God will come, as long as the process goes well, you don't seek to be a true god, and there is no problem in soaring into the sky on the earth. ”
The middle-aged woman still said coldly.
"Thank you, master, for being perfect, if anyone stands in my way, there will only be one end of broken bones. ”
Around the island, in various hotels, similar scenes are happening all the time.
In the eyes of thousands of cultivators, chaebol cultivators.
At the moment, the suddenly rising forces of Xie Yingwen, no matter how they hold together.
At most, it is one of countless forces, and there is nothing unique about it.
……
Thousands of forces converge here.
The earth is too big, because in the underworld, there is a force that controls the earth plane.
It's too amazing a fight to happen.
Naturally, even if there are so-called strong people who defy the sky, there is no possibility that they will become famous by killing.
It's like a superpower, you have to rely on war to make a big name.
If it has been an era of peace, it is normal that economic giants and superpowers cannot be equated.
And this stopping force is the legendary Dragon Sect that no one can see and no one can touch.
With so many forces gathered here, the names of many strong people cannot be mastered by everyone.
Time is lost again.
The major cultivation forces, the cultivators of the consortium, have all been operational.
Among Xie Yingwen's forces, an uncontrollable hand is controlling the overall situation.
At the edge of a huge valley, there is no stopping roar, and there is machinery running in it.
It was a terrain that was being excavated.
When miracles come, all the cultivation forces need a place to observe miracles.
The Fu clan will not have any arrangements for this status.
A strong consortium that occupies a recognized good position.
Martial arts are respected, and at such times, it is still reflected.
The place occupied by Xie Yingwen Group is not good or bad, this is all Ye Lingtian's arrangement.
The celestial veins of the array, covering the valley.
The door of life, the door of death, the door of rest, the door of shock...... Each one of them was mastered by Ye Lingtian.
Obviously, the current position, if it is aimed at Wu Zu, is the most reasonable.
The noisy momentum was spreading, Ye Lingtian followed Xie Yingwen, and when he observed the situation, there seemed to be a scene of a battle in a distant place.
He looked in that direction, his brow furrowed.
The Moon Maiden and the Moon Clan female cultivators were arguing with the cultivators of the consortium who occupied the territory opposite.
At a glance, it is clear that both sides have taken a fancy to that territory.
"Why are we robbing this place, I said absolutely not to go. ”
Ye Lingtian frowned again.
The eight doors are all in charge, and in the heavenly veins of the array, there are fierce and auspicious, and there are also not fierce and unlucky.
However, if you want to have a chance with the breath of the Martial Ancestor, you would rather be fierce than unlucky.
If it is not auspicious or vicious, it is for no fate.
But since he knows where the auspicious position is, there is no need to take risks, and that position is already within the scope of the closed door.