Chapter 92: Misfortune Comes from the Mouth

Chen Chen squinted slightly, the scale of the main palace looked not much different from the main hall of Bauhinia City that he saw when he traveled to the capital, and the only eye-catching thing was its jade tile and gold bricks, which were dazzling and abnormal.

At one point, the vitality of the heaven and earth here is simply not good, if ordinary people live in this kind of place, longevity and strength can naturally grow a lot, if the martial arts martial artists come here, I am afraid that they can reach the entry speed of those so-called Tianjiao.

If it weren't for the fear that this illusion would collapse at any time, Chen Chen would have wanted to cultivate here for a while. When he walked to the door of the main palace, he saw that there were no less than 100 people gathered in front of the door, and these 100 people were roughly divided into three camps.

Jiang Ying slowed down and introduced in Chen Chen's ear: "The forces on the far left are led by Meng Xinghe, the inner disciple of the Xuankong Sect among the ten major sects, and Qian Tongshen, the disciple of the Qian family in the Eight Great Families. Chen Chen followed Jiang Ying's line of sight, that Meng Xinghe was wearing a black robe, a pair of trousers underneath, his face was very proud, and that Qian Tongshen was an ordinary-looking little fat man, with a kind and kind face, harmless to humans and animals.

"The forces in the middle are led by Yu Xingyu, a disciple of the Blood Sword Sect in the Ten Great Sects, and Sun Mang, a disciple of the Sun family in the Eight Great Families. Chen Chen raised his eyes and saw that he was wearing a blood-red suit, carrying a simple big knife behind him, and his expression was indifferent, it must be Yu Xingyu of the Blood Knife Gate, and the big man next to Yu Xingyu, who was two meters tall, was undoubtedly Sun Mang.

"On the far right are Wu Yue, a disciple of the inner sect of the Sword Emperor Pavilion in the ten major sects, and Lang Qing, a disciple of the Lang family of the Eight Great Families. It seemed that he had a feeling in his heart, and Wu Yuejian, the inner disciple of the Sword Emperor Pavilion who was being introduced by Jiang Ying, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Chen Chen and the others, with an unsheathed three-foot Qingfeng on his waist, with a calm expression.

And Lang Qing, who was dressed as a handsome boy next to Wu Yue, was holding a folding fan in his hand, smiling.

Chen Chen could see at a glance the general strength realm of this group of people, which was not much different from Lin Suya, the Longmen woman he met in Kashi.

At this time, Lang Qing, a disciple of the Lang family, walked over with a smile and patted the folding fan, and said softly: "Miss Jiang, if you get the baby, you don't run away, but you come with a helper?" Immediately, Lang Qing turned his head to look at Chen Chen with a slightly cold look in his eyes, and said, "Are you the helper invited by Miss Jiang?" Jiang Ying was fine, but as soon as she heard this person speak, she became angry, if it wasn't for this person fanning the flames, where would she be chased and killed by a large group of martial artists?

followed her and smiled, and said: "Don't bother with Lang Gongzi, I'm just helping this senior lead the way, Lang Gongzi shouldn't be boring." It wasn't loud, but everyone on the field heard it clearly.

When someone was puzzled, "Miss Jiang, you are also an existence in the innate realm, senior, is it in the golden body realm?" Lang Qing smiled and sneered: "How is it possible, don't you see that this kid looks like he is in his twenties? Even if he is a strong man in the golden body realm, it is impossible for him to look only in his twenties." The man in the crowd nodded and said, "Also, too young to look like it at all." ”

"Miss Jiang, what's the use of bringing a martial artist from the Innate Realm?"

"Why don't you join any of our factions and share the sword technique, maybe we can still let you follow us into the main palace. Before Jiang Ying could answer, Chen Chen frowned and said, "The formation outside this main palace looks a little old. Lang Qing's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Miss Jiang, does your friend still know the feng shui formation?" He stretched out the folding fan in his hand, looked at Chen Chen and said, "It's better to do this, you help us crack the feng shui formation here, and we will bring you one when we go in." Jiang Ying was secretly surprised, and turned her head to look at Chen Chen, who looked indifferent, Senior Chen still knows the formation?

As soon as Lang Qing's words came out, even the disciples of the other eight major families and the ten major sects all looked at Chen Chen.

Meng Xinghe of the Xuankong Gate stood with his hands in his hands, glanced at Chen Chen lightly, and said, "As long as he has this ability, I have no opinion." Sun Mang, a disciple of the Sun family, showed a hint of mockery on his face, and said in an urn voice: "Don't be too happy, this kid looks so young, are you sure he can break the feng shui formation here?" "They have been waiting here for a few days, but there are not many array masters in their family, and even if there are, the treasure in the family is dying, and they are reluctant to send it out to seize the treasure, in case there is a mistake, no family can afford to lose.

The feeling of guarding the treasure land but not being able to enter is simply a torment, and now Chen Chen's appearance is like a life-saving straw, giving everyone hope.

Hearing Qian Tongshen say this, everyone naturally secretly agreed in their hearts, they have been calling a blue thin mushroom at the gate of the main palace for the past few days, and they want to cultivate, but they don't worry about the people of other families around them, even if they have a simple sleep, they feel unstable.

Meng Xinghe immediately pointed at Chen Chen, and said with a cold expression: "You, go and break the formation now." Chen Chen glanced at him indifferently and said softly: "Fortune telling under the overpass, ten yuan at a time." Facing everyone's puzzled eyes, the corners of Chen Chen's mouth hooked slightly, and then said indifferently: "What are you?" Meng Xinghe's arrogant face was full of astonishment, what did this guy say?

As the top three inner disciples of the Xuankong Sect of the Ten Great Sects, who saw him without being respectful, and he insulted himself like this?

Regardless of his background, in the field, Meng Xinghe's strength is also one of the best, who dares to offend him in person.

Immediately, almost everyone looked at Chen Chen mockingly, and gloated in a low voice: "How many years has Meng Xinghe not been angry?"

"I don't know, anyway, the old martial artist who provoked him last time didn't end well. ”

"It is said that the old warrior has now become a waste of martial arts, and he still doesn't know where to ask for food. ”…… At this time, Qian Tongshen also said with an unhappy face: "Little brother, why bother to suffer by yourself, you need to know that the disaster comes from the mouth." Immediately afterwards, he turned his head again, looked at Meng Xinghe, and said with a smile: "Brother Meng, why do you have to meet him in general, it is important to break the formation." Even Sun Mang and Lang Qing opened their mouths to persuade: "Brother Meng, if this son can break through the feng shui formation here, what can he do?" while Wu Yue of the Sword Emperor Pavilion and Yu Xingyu of the Blood Sword Gate stared at Chen Chen coldly, and said concisely: "Apologize, you can live." ”

"Don't apologize, die!" They are not like Qian Tongshen and a few people, their patience is about to wear out this formation, and for the two of them, being blocked by the formation sharpens their hearts even more.