There are two kinds of Dadao trees, regardless of flowers and fruits, one is fully ripe and the other is immature.

Once every five years, the melons will not continue to grow, whether they are ripe or not, so they are all picked and waiting for the next five years to be reincarnated.

Because the green flowers and fruits are not ripe, their effect is only about one-tenth of that of ripe flowers and fruits.

Therefore, the battle for the Dadao tree every five years is divided into two parts, among which the most outstanding Tianjiao is unwilling to be inferior, and will snatch the maturity, ignoring the green part, while the rest of the people will focus on the green and self-aware.

When the unripe flowers and fruits were scattered by the tree protector Gregory in the technique of scattering flowers by the goddess, nearly 1,000 people rioted collectively, and the sound of scrambling and shouting resounded throughout the core plain of Dushanbe.

Xiang Chen and the others were unmoved, but just followed Du Er's pace and rushed straight to the east side of the plain, where the elite war zone was located.

……

Xiang Chen understood why Du Er had let everyone move to the east side of the plain.

For he clearly saw that in the direction of the east, that is, the straight out of the flower and fruit that Grigory had thrown, two young men who looked exactly the same jumped out in unison, and rushed out to meet the eleven flowers and fruits as if they had expected it.

The two of them looked like a fierce folk style, and their robes were somewhat similar to those of Nagreh.

The people of Northern Russia, the people of the Mountain Snow Temple!

Xiang Chen realized that although the tree protector as the host of each time could not interfere with the progress of the battle, it did not affect him to make some small moves secretly, and the current direction of the throw was his careful thinking.

Sure enough, even though many Tianjiao had expected that the position was very close to the twin brothers of the Mountain Snow Palace, the hand strength of a martial arts master was extremely strong after all, so in the blink of an eye, the twin brothers had already merged with the eleven flowers and fruits.

The two brothers grabbed and stopped, and all the eleven flowers and fruits were in the bag.

If the two of them are invincible, then this battle will really end here, and the Mountain Snow Palace, as the biggest and only winner, can naturally look at the crowd and laugh away.

But the truth is, this place is full of heroes.

A young European man with an extremely perfectly proportioned body snorted angrily, his ape arms were stretched lightly, and the suffocating sense of oppression immediately diffused, and a tragic breath of war arose.

"Brother Pushkin, hand over the things!"

He came from the south, and there was also a young European man in the north, who was holding the scriptures in his hand, standing alone, chanting in his mouth, and the fingers of his left hand were volleyed down, and the last came first, and the Pushkin brothers in the mountain snow temple were of course struck by lightning, and the figure that was about to flee was like hitting an invisible wall, and they all bounced back.

As the contemporary elites of the Mountain Snow Palace, the two of them naturally have a lot of knowledge, so they both have ugly faces and said: "The white clothes of the Holy Court, the "Redemption" of the Five Secret Classics!" ”

The young man in Europe, dressed in plain white, was none other than the young man of the Holy See, whose name was unknown, either as a "left-hander who memorized the Bible" or simply called him white.

Because no matter when and where, this person is a white man.

And the Pushkin brothers, who were pointed down by the white clothes, went straight to meet the fierce European young man who killed behind him, the man who was like a perfect sculpture, needless to say.

One of the twelve main gods of the temple, the god of war and force.

"Ares, I'm really afraid that my brother will not make you!"

The Pushkin brothers are reversed in mid-air, all waving their outer arms, Pushkin is on the left side, drawing clockwise circles with his palms, and Pushkin is on the right side, drawing a circle counterclockwise.

The two of them put their palms together in front of their bodies and pushed them out together, and the small area of Dushanbe, which was originally warm and humid, suddenly cold, and the imposing Ares complexion changed continuously, as if he did not dare to easily win when he faced the prestigious Pushkin brothers in the mountain snow temple alone.

When the cold snap fell, Ares was as perfect as a sculpture, but it was just a sculpture of ice.

The Pushkin brothers took a breath and fled, as long as they escaped from Dushanbe and out of this area, the scramble would naturally end, and the tree protector would be able to escort the brothers all the way back to North Russia.

It's just that simple.

Oriental figures gathered, and the two of them came.

Among them, the short and handsome young man turned to the rest of the Heaven and Earth Sect masters from the Huaxia Sect Alliance and said, "Go ahead, you guys go and grab those immature." ”

On the other side was an elegant young man wearing gold-rimmed rimless glasses, and he also signaled to the many warriors of the eight great families behind him to snatch the unripe melons and fruits.

The short and handsome young man comes from the sectarian alliance, and is the third son of contemporary China, in fact, he is not convinced by this Du Er, who is ranked fourth, and the problem is that this guy named Xie Qianchou is really a god dragon who sees the beginning and does not see the end, and they all say that the small is hidden in the wild and the big is hidden in the city, and this Xie Qianchou is in the name of the son of Huaxia, and he directly comes to a hidden in the world.

According to Du Er's words, "There is not even a sectarian alliance of individual Daoxiong Lords, what powerful characters can be cultivated?" ”

In fact, he was really wrong.

The four heavenly sects of the sect alliance, Tibetan Tantra, Lianshan Sword Villa, Baidao Pavilion, and Instant Hua Mountain, which one is not profound? There is no male master, there is always a grandmaster, especially the martial arts collection, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and I am afraid that the sword master can't compare.

After all, the sword master has his own way of cultivation, and it is impossible to give Du Er guidance at all times, although Du Er is definitely more advantageous in terms of top resources, but only about teaching and educating people, it is really not as good as being raised by many martial arts masters and grandmasters.

After Xie Qianchou browsed the one hundred and eight collections of the Baidao Pavilion Mountain Pavilion, the Baidao Pavilion even paid a huge price to let Xie Qianchou enter the Tantric Empty Realm, meditate for seventy-two days in the Jianren Mound of Lianshan Sword Village, went to the Instant Hua Mountain, drank the Baishi Spring, walked the Dashun Mountain Stream, and saw the Instant Hua Xiaolou without passing on the secret scriptures.

Xie Qianchou said that he was a person from the Hundred Dao Pavilion, but there were dozens of his teachers, all over the four major heavenly sects, and he had four inheritances, which could be called the treasure bump of the sect alliance.

This is not enough, the twelve earth sects of the sect alliance have also been walked by him, but that time the earth sect walked more hastily, after eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and then eating the coarse tea and light rice, it is always a little tasteless.

Therefore, when Xie Qianchou stopped on the east side of the Pushkin brothers with a smile, holding the sword handed down by the owner of Lianshan Sword Village in his right hand and a string of tantric Bodhi in his left hand, the silent sense of oppression made the Pushkin brothers stop immediately.

Moreover, besides him, there was an elegant young man standing on the east side.

The elegant young man looked at Xie Qianchou on his side, although he had never seen his appearance, he was as shrewd as he could naturally guess, so he said, "But Brother Xie Qianchou?" ”

Xie Qianchou is always smiling: "Your Excellency? ”

"My name is Zhou Zheng, and I'm from the imperial capital."

Xie Qianchou suddenly realized, and he gave his hand again and again, but he said without a fight: "Brother Zhou Zheng, I have admired the name for a long time, I heard that when the son of Huaxia was evaluated, Wuliang Zhou almost squeezed out the fat man of the Du family, I have indeed heard of this." ”

The corners of Zhou Zheng's mouth twitched, although the other party said polite words on his face, but he had the meaning of which pot was not opened and which pot was not opened, as a generation of heroes of the Zhou family, Zhou Zheng pointed to the position of the head of the family when he was a child, and now the head of the Zhou family, who is stable but has little to do, also intends to give way to his majestic son.

Won the son of Huaxia, set foot in the martial arts master, ascended to the position of the head of the family, led the Zhou family to climb high, catch up with and even surpass the first family Xia family, not only the ancestors of the Zhou family pinned their hopes on this, but the people of the Zhou family were convinced.

But the so-called death before leaving the teacher may be an exaggeration on Zhou Zheng, but it is true. can't compare to Xue Yanzhi and Xia Qingping, these two are demons, Zhou Zheng admitted, anyway, there are four sons of Huaxia, and if you can't take one or two, you can win three or four.

It's just that he didn't get it for three or four, because the sectarian alliance suddenly came out of a thousand sorrows, and then he didn't even fight for the second ancestor Du Er, the second ancestor of the demon capital.

The son of Huaxia is not only a name, but also the inclination of national resources, if Zhou Zhengruo takes the son of Huaxia, the Zhou family will benefit greatly, so when the four sons of Huaxia were just announced, they were all questioned as strong as Zhou Zheng.

The eight major families say that they are one family, but the internal atmosphere is not much different from that of the ancient royal family. The Zhou family, which is in the imperial capital and owns Huaxia Pharmaceutical, is naturally full of internal disputes.

If Zhou Zheng can be allowed to fall big and even collapse, there are people in the Zhou family who are happy to see it. It's just that Zhou Zheng is not a mediocre person in the end, and he still walked out.

Zhou Zheng who came out was also unconvinced, and he couldn't find a solution to Qianchou and went south alone to kill the magic capital, and fought with Du Er by the Huangpu River, and the sons of Huaxia did not record fighting each other, and the fifth person Zhou Zheng and Du Er, the battle between the two people, can be spied on one or two.

The two sides fought all day, and the sunrise lasted until sunset, and the true qi of the two who had not yet turned into the true yuan at that time was exhausted, and finally ended in a draw.

But Du Er's identity as the fourth son of Huaxia can be regarded as solid, because in terms of age alone, he is more than a year younger than Zhou Zheng.

……

Zhou Zheng is a fox heart, he thinks a lot but does not leak his expression, and he has no good impression of Xie Qianchou, who is also a thief of his place, but he is quite friendly.

It's just that this acting skill is quite clumsy in the eyes of Xie Qianchou, who has cultivated the wisdom eye of Buddhism.

But there is no need to fight at the moment, let's get rid of the Pushkin brothers first.

On the east side stood the Chinese man, and on the north side was the one who memorized the Bible, and the Pushkin brothers looked to the west, where there was a thin monk like a hemp pole, naked and exposed with ribs, and crawled on the bones with every breath and breath, so that people were afraid that they would pant and puncture the stubble and puncture the mud-coated skin.

Brother Pushkin secretly scolded: "India's barefoot monks have to plug in!" ”

The east, west, and north were blocked, and they were about to run to the south, where Ares was frozen into an ice sculpture and couldn't break free.

They paused after just two steps, because the eight figures appeared there, Xiang Chen's team hurriedly and finally rushed over, except for Nils, who was watching from a distance, and Matthias, who rose to the sky, they were all there.

Robbing, naturally grabbing the best, they are all extremely high-spirited, even if the temporary strength is poor, they also want to try higher than the top Tianjiao, and retreat to the second, which is naturally not applicable to them.

In addition to the seven-person team, the eighth person was a fat man in black who was not in the middle of winter, and the eyes of the small meat ball on the big meat ball narrowed into a slit, standing side by side with Xiang Chen, looking at the Pushkin brothers with malicious intent.

The meaning is already obvious, this way, no way.

Seeing a group of people from the south, the rest of the waves of people also looked over, and when they saw the fat man in black, Zhou Zheng's face was instantly gloomy, and Xie Qianchou pretended to exaggerate and exclaimed: "What a big group of people!" ”