On a moonlit night, the starlight flows like a light veil in the mantle of the distant mountains, and the moonlight is like water, sprinkled on the eyebrows of the trees in the forest, as soft as a flower, soothing people's hearts.

At this time, Feng Yin didn't have the heart to enjoy this picturesque scenery, and in the middle of the night, he walked back and forth in his house, looking anxious.

"This Wang Zhiyong, is it Wang Zhiyong, if it is really the soul of Wang Zhiyong who has been nourished by Kunpeng, something will happen." Feng Yin also found out that something was wrong when he said this: "However, although Wang Zhiyong's soul is powerful, his physical body has long been broken, and he doesn't even have a drop of blood, how can he reshape his physical body, can he take away other people's bodies?" But even so, why should he return the name Wang Zhiyong again? ”

Feng Yin was puzzled, walking back and forth in the house with his hands behind his back, uneasy.

In the past in the Kunpeng burial ground, the luck of the king of people, Wang Zhiyong, was so powerful that it was sensational, and he almost really took away Kunpeng's body and became a terrifying existence of Unai Wushuang.

Fortunately, it was the ancient Kunpeng evil thoughts and the immortal obsession attached to the skull of the ancient Qingtianpeng that appeared one after another, which saved him from a terrible catastrophe, but even so, Wang Zhiyong still obtained the incomparably precious Dao Fruit in the Kunpeng Zhihai.

Feng Yin remembered that Wang Zhiyong's Yuan Shen had completely turned into the form of Kunpeng, and when he finally fled, the power of the Yuan Shen had far exceeded the Venerable realm, and even breaking through the void was just a matter of thought for him.

Thinking of this, Feng Yin couldn't help but be a little speechless, he thought that his luck was amazing, but Wang Zhiyong, who was also an earthling, was even more exaggerated than Feng Yin, and even more against the sky!

However, in ten years, Wang Zhiyong has gone from an ordinary high school student on the earth to a primordial god realm that is difficult for others to reach for thousands of years, and now Wang Zhiyong is still a terrifying spirit even if he has no physical body.

"What a headache!"

The more Feng Yin thought about it, the more troublesome he felt, he wanted to go outside to catch his breath, and not think about it for the time being.

The door was opened, Feng Yin couldn't help but look at the things in the hall, in the hall, everyone was sitting in a precarious position, no one went to rest, even the little maid was standing aside and waiting, his face looked very worried.

"What happened, why didn't everyone go to rest?" Feng Yin was surprised.

Po Qi smiled and arched his hand: "Others have always said that you are the only two strongest among us, at first I didn't believe it, but now that I see your calmness, I think I began to believe it a little." ”

"What?" Feng Yin was stunned.

Lin Caiyi said angrily: "What people mean is that the one who can sleep at this time is probably you." ”

Before Feng Yin could explain anything, Lin Xuan motioned for him to silence and pointed to the door.

Feng Yin listened to it, there was only noise outside, and from time to time there was the sound of gold and iron clashing, as well as the shouting and cheering when he made a move, which seemed very lively.

He immediately understood: "Those martial arts arenas in the middle are now coming in handy?" ”

The little guy hurriedly replied: "No, from an hour ago the first person started, until now it has not been broken, during which the villain went out to take a look, and there were already two warriors who participated in the battle like you were carried away horizontally, and they looked like they were dead for seven or eight minutes, tsk, bloody......"

After getting along for a period of time, Feng Yin knew that this little guy was nicknamed Hei Mao, and he asked, "After fighting for so long, those Divine Kingdom observers in the sky didn't care at all?" ”

"They don't care about this, they should be watching a play." The black hair mysteriously leaned his head over and said to everyone: "Actually, you don't know, I heard others say that those adults who observe are secretly choosing the ones that are pleasing to the eye, and who they like will quietly write down, and then they will put the bet on who they turn around." ”

"There is still a gambling game in Shengzhou?" Jade Death Dome was surprised.

"Of course, the gamble is not small, but we can't participate, it's all from the kingdom of God...... Hey, I'm telling you what this is for. Hei Mao returned to the topic and continued: "In short, as long as those observing adults put their bets on you, the people behind them may help you more or less, so the group of talents outside keeps fighting, just to show their competitiveness to those observing big people and ask for help." ”

There are dark horses in every Shengzhou election, and these dark horses often have very high odds, and because of this, those observers of the kingdom of God hope to be a Bole so that they can pick out gold in the sand.

The little black hair said a lot, and at this time, Xingliankong stood up and wanted to open the door and walk outside.

Hei Mao's eyes widened, and he hurriedly ran out with his back against the door to block Su Ao's way, and he admonished: "Son, don't be impulsive. ”

Xing Liankong is a typical martial arts idiot, yearning for battle, and when he heard that there were benefits to fighting here, he couldn't suppress the impulse in his heart and was ready to go out to fight.

"Stop me, don't you say that a fight is beneficial? Open. ”

The black hair is a slave recruited from a nearby country, and he has a little cultivation, but it can basically be ignored, at this time, Xingliankong's body cultivation waved his hand lightly, how could he stand Xingliankong's teasing, and sat down with his buttocks, who knew that he was still not dead, and immediately hugged Xingliankong's thighs, and entangled him alive and not let him go.

Xing Liankong was amused by Hei Mao's actions, he grabbed Hei Mao's neck and carried it into the air, and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Childe, the small one didn't say that there are benefits to fighting, you must know that there are more strong players in the strong, a mountain is higher than a mountain, a few adults don't blame the small mouth, you said that if you have a three-long and two-short, this and this ......"

The black hair was in a hurry, and he was pulled by Xingliankong and said a lot of things, in short, two words - seeking stability.

"The little one knows that you are all geniuses, and you are arrogant, that's for sure, but often because of this, you lose the opportunity, and even lose the opportunity, the little one thinks that this time should be the most conservative, anyway, others can't see the house, let's just treat it as if we didn't hear anything, how good ......"

"Hahaha......"

Before Hei Mao could finish speaking, a dashing laugh interrupted him, and the prince stood up, raised his head and said, "Do you think this is arrogant?" ”

The prince's momentum and aura are too strong, as soon as he opened his mouth like this, even if there was not the slightest hostility, the black hair who had never seen the world was also stunned by these words, and looked at the prince for a long time without slowing down.

As the prince got up, Master Mengtai, Jade Death Vault, and Po Qi ...... One by one, the men stood up and followed the prince as they strode towards the door.

"What is arrogant, wrong."

At this time, Lin Xuan was holding a folding fan, with one arm behind his back, his steps were indescribably chic and domineering, and the emperor's demeanor was involuntarily revealed, full of majesty and domineering, which was convincing.

"It's called coming!"

(End of chapter)