The blue-haired young man knew that Chang Yan was in a hurry, because the Chang family relationship was in the Dou Crazy Gate, and he also wanted to join the Dou Crazy Sect, but unexpectedly entered the door of the White Bone Road by mistake.

This point, in fact, the same is true of the blue-haired young man, compared to the white bone path of the madman, he originally wanted to worship the strongest Nine Evil Hall in the Demon Sect.

However, it had happened, and he didn't care much about it, with his talent, he was confident that both the Nine Evil Hall and the White Bone Dao would be focused on cultivating, and besides, the White Bone Dao disciple was strong in combat and was hidden as the head of all the sects.

In previous years, even the Nine Evil Palaces may not have won the White Bone Dao, and he had actually been mentally prepared to worship the White Bone Dao.

"Perhaps, the people of the other four sects have already compared with the White Bone Dao, and if they lose, they will give up recruiting disciples in Ji Kingdom. ”

After thinking about it, the blue-haired young man replied, this kind of thing is not completely unprecedented, if other sects win, out of order to give face to the other four sects, more or less will have a lot of disciples, but it will occupy the majority of the head, but if it is the White Bone Dao, there are really some crazy people, relying on their own combat power, forcibly recruiting all the disciples.

After all, the newcomers of the White Bone Dao died too quickly, and although there were many disciples recruited, the most people died, and in order to replenish new blood, they might not be able to do such things.

Of course, the blue-haired young man would never have thought that the owner of the White Bone Boat he was riding on at this moment had actually killed the disciples of the other four sects, and this kind of behavior, even in the White Bone Dao, which was known as a madman, could be said to be a madman among madmen, if he knew about it, he might not be able to maintain his current indifference.

"Either way, just winning every fight is enough to sit back and relax. ”

"I hope I won't meet you, the boss. ”

Chang Yan sighed rarely, he thought that he was not weak, but compared with his own boss, it was much worse, but the key was that Bai Gudao never shied away from "the king does not see the king" in the selection of disciples.

Silently glanced at the remaining number of people in the first number, twenty-three people, under normal circumstances, the White Bone Dao selection is to arrange the disciples who come out of each place into a number, and there are ten remaining in each font size, and then the remaining people in each font size will fight against each other to select the strongest.

Twenty-three people mean that there is at least one more round, and he is not very afraid of the others, but if he encounters a blue-haired young man, he really doesn't have the confidence to live.

"Well, with some confidence, we may not continue the civil war. ”

The voice of the blue-haired young man was raised, not only to Chang Yan, but also to the others, their group of twenty-three people had a strange atmosphere, the reason was that they obviously had to eliminate thirteen people, each of them was an enemy, but after the elimination was completed, they would form a group and fight against people of other names.

The enemy may become a companion, yes, and the atmosphere is strange.

Of course, even if you form a group, it doesn't mean that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, but at least, if you are in the same group, you will no longer be an opponent in the future.

"See, everyone is gathered here, maybe this time the rules have been changed, and we will not have a civil war in Jiguo, and we will directly start a foreign war. ”

Hearing this, the eyes of more than a dozen people scattered around the blue-haired young man lit up.

The strength of the Jiguo monks is strong, if it is a civil war, except for the Qing Demon and Chang Yan, who are invincible, no one else has the certainty of winning the opponent, but if it is a foreign war, the five fonts of A, B, C, D, etc., except for the B number represented by the chaotic domain, which is somewhat threatening, the remaining three fonts, they really don't care about it.

It's like being born in a first-tier big city, and I really can't afford to look down on people from a dilapidated small county.

......

"Zheng. ”

The long knife was unsheathed, and the narrow and sharp blade was against the chest of the little fat man in front of him, Shang Luo frowned and put away the "Netherworld Five Ghost Array" in his hand.

"Big guy, will you get the knife out of the way first?"

Dressed in a gold robe embroidered with money patterns, the little fat man cried and spread his hands to show that he had no malice.

After perceiving the threat of the little fat man in front of him, Shang Luo put away the knife and squinted slightly, while the little fat man who was still crying and mourning just now immediately seemed to have a different face.

"Big guy, don't you want to form a group?"

......

After some conversation, Shang Luo leaned against the hideous bone pillar, a little speechless.

The little fat man in front of him reminded him of Ren Juntong he met in the Zhangji Teahouse in the past, and this is also a talent who came to hug his thighs.

"No, I prefer to go solo. ”

With a wave of his hand, Shang Luo refused, the little fat man named Qian Duoduo looked incredulous, and his fat face trembled slightly, since he was not in the group, why did he leave him to ask questions, the co-author was here to prostitute the news.

Looking at the little fat man who left indignantly, Shang Luo shook his head.

"It's also a talent. ”

This talent does not refer to the level of combat power, nor talent, but the ability of the other party to gather intelligence.

Within half an hour after they were each brought into this hall by the white bone golems, Qian Duoduo was able to find out a lot of news from the people who were full of hostility to each other.

"C-1 curse girl, C2 sword demon, C3 thunder madness, interesting. ”

Pinching the handle of the knife, Shang Luo looked around, fifty meters away in front of the left, a girl in a purple skirt who was empty within ten meters of the surrounding area was holding a book and reading, as if she was not standing here surrounded by enemies, but standing in the courtyard of her home, smelling the fragrance of flowers, blowing the breeze, and relaxing.

And this girl, if Shang Luo is not mistaken, it is the girl who first arrived on the white bone boat and had a conversation with the purple-robed bone shadow, and she is also the eldest lady of the Cui family who was escorted by Cui Yan.

"Cursed girl?"

Recalling Qian Duoduo's description, Shang Luo's heart rose with a sense of caution, and he stared at it for a moment, until the other party seemed to feel something, Shang Luo retracted his gaze and looked thirty meters in front of him.

There stood a young man in a blue and purple suit, with a square face and a sense of majesty.

"Thunder madness? It's not weak. ”

A faint stinging pain came from the center of his eyebrows, and after looking at it for a few seconds, Shang Luo's heart flickered, and his eyes suddenly darkened, and then a blue-purple thunderbolt slashed down, and at this moment, the sting in his mind shook slightly, and the thunder dissipated instantly.

"Spiritual protective spells, or magic weapons?"

With awe-inspiring in his heart, Shang Luo's heart was a little more cautious, obviously, the young man named Wen Ze, who was known as a thunder maniac, was not an easy opponent to deal with.

He doesn't feel that the Astounding Stab is no match for the other party's means, it's just that the people he meets at the moment already have the means of spiritual protection, and as his cultivation becomes more and more sophisticated, the opponents he encounters become more and more powerful, and the Astounding Thorn will no longer have such a big advantage as it is now, if he holds the idea of solving everything with the Astounding Thorn, then he will suffer a big loss sooner or later.

"And ......"

Wandering to the other two places, Shang Luo pursed his lips, his delicate face looked a little linear, a little more cold and resolute.