And when his gaze swept to Zhao Zilong, a surprised look was on his face, his tongue was stretched out so long, and he didn't know that he thought that Bai Wuchang had wandered around.

"How does this feel? How could it be, this is obviously a six-grade fairyland, and this kind of exercise that will hide one's cultivation requires mid-term strength. Looking at this Zhao Zilong with a surprised face, his breathing became much slower.

"It's... The Six-Rank Wonderland will actually appear. It was really unimaginable that the great immortals of the Six Grades Fairyland would come to snatch their daughter-in-law from these stinky boys who had not dried up, and they didn't know what they thought.

But being able to see the living six-grade fairyland can be regarded as earning.

"Son, this time the Red Pavilion will be attended by you for your father." In the center of Penglai Town, there is a unique building, and the plaque is plated with three big characters, the city lord's mansion.

A middle-aged man with a little gray hair at both ends sat on the top of the lobby, so imposing, and below this was Yang Xinyun, looking at his father at the top with very reluctant eyes.

"But I..., I want to talk to Yang Ying." Avoiding his father's sharp gaze, he whispered.

Arrogant heard that Yang Ying won the first place in the entrance competition, he kept shouting that he wanted to compete with Yang Ying, but helplessly, his father was the city lord, and his son went out to compete with others, and it was good to win, but if he lost, his old face would have no place to rest.

"Yang Ying will also go to this Red Pavilion meeting, you can take this opportunity to take a good look." The old city lord looked at his dog with a loving face, "By the way, I also saw it for a long time." ”

Yang Xinyun raised his head sharply after hearing this, "Really, father, you agree that I went out this time?" He looked at the old city lord with surprise on his face, and his eyes were about to burst into tears.

I saw that the old city lord nodded, and then left.

"Daddy is right, he can really see a long time when he comes out." This time, I was able to witness this new six-grade fairyland in addition to the familiar people around me, and I was happy.

"I must take a good look at how powerful this six-grade fairyland is." Triumphantly sat on top of the clouds, stretched out his neck, and looked down through the clouds.

Those contestants who have been preparing for a long time have all focused their eyes on the weakest people, looking for their prey, and Zhao Zilong, in the eyes of these low-end cultivators, can't even feel a fairyland, it's the kind of just having an immortal body without cultivation, which is no different from ordinary people.

"Martial arts, officially begins." After Meng Lianpeng finished speaking, she flew directly into the air, and also stood on top of the clouds, watching everything that happened below.

Of course, the drunkard's intention is not in the wine, but in the mountains and rivers, and the meaning of the lotus pod is not in the martial arts, but in the strength of Zilong.

When most people heard this order, they bore the brunt of it, and rushed directly in the direction where Zilong was, and the weapons and other things were also beckoned.

This tacit understanding value is really not covered, to bully the small, the weak eat the strong, since the big has been the survival law of social animals, and today in the venue of the Red Pavilion Society, it is just through the 'big chaos' to expose the human nature again.

When a group of people fight, they must pick soft persimmons first, and when the two armies fight and confront, they are all small soldiers who charge first, and finally the general goes up to harvest.

The dragon slashing blade, the pear flower umbrella, the three-section stick, the sky-breaking gun, anyway, the weapons that can be seen on the market and the price is still said to be in the past, are basically bright.

These men were armed with weapons, and each of them opened their mouths wide and shouted to give themselves strength.

Liu Yin, who was standing at the back, smiled maliciously, and then looked at him next to him, two players had been eliminated, and all of them were lying on the ground, losing their ability to fight.

I only used one punch to meet, and knelt directly on the ground, and the second person who rushed up to meet was going to run away, but I couldn't bear the fact that other people's cultivation was higher than you, and I chased after him with a backkick, and it was another uppercut, and both were eliminated.

"Looking at how you died, even the Six-Rank Immortal Realm dared to provoke, you are still young." He has already shocked the rest of the small shrimps with his strength, and he doesn't bother to make enemies for himself at all, and it is the king to fight in a big fight and save his strength to reach the finals.

The blade has no eyes, and these sharp weapons are all about to greet Zilong, and the sword light is like a bright moon that shows everyone's ugly faces, as if at this moment, except for killing, there is no warmth anymore.

"Mom, I don't dare to look at it." A little girl also felt the murderous momentum on the stage at this moment, and closed her eyes in fear, while her mother stroked her long hair beside her, so that her frightened heart felt comforted, and she also forcibly opened her eyes and watched everything that happened on the field.

Meng Lianpeng and Yang Xinyun were nervous at the venue, one was worried that the man who had electrocuted him would be injured in this fight, and the other was afraid that this man would hurt others, and he would shoot too hard at once, but it was not easy to explain.

Chen Le shook his teacup, took a sip of tea, and when the tea immediately entered his throat, he rolled his eyes and looked at the crowd that was about to surround Zhao Zilong, and then drank it all.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to break into." Chen Le felt heartache for the players below who were about to be beaten off in this orchid pavilion, while Yang Ying was already anxiously lying on the window in the attic, eager to fly to the venue with both eyes to watch the process.

In case Zhao Zilong was eaten by this group of ants, his dream of marrying Qu Bing would come to an end, and his heart seemed to be put on a hot pot, and he couldn't be anxious.

"Young man, believe in him." Chen Le stretched out his hand and motioned for Yang Ying to sit down, so he said calmly.

"I'm afraid something happened to him, so I can't explain it to you." Yang Ying said with a sad face, holding his fan in his palm, beating his palm vigorously, using pain to calm himself.

There was a loud bang outside the window, and I saw that the crowd that pounced on Zhao Zilong seemed to be hit by some force, and all of them were hit the ground heavily.

What's more, it is directly embedded in the venue of the venue, and it can't be pulled out by itself.

Everyone's expressions were the same, their mouths could be stuffed into a watermelon, only Chen Le walked towards Yang Ying with a smile on his face and patted his shoulder.

"I'll just say it, trust him, you're still too young." After saying that, he turned around again, made another cup of tea, and took it back to his seat.

"That's too strong, isn't it?"