Chapter 40 Linglong Feather Gate!

On this night, in a space in the north of the Southeast Xuan Domain, it seems to have been opened up from a fairyland.

The starry sky is picturesque, dotted with stars, the stars are turning, and the stars are falling, enveloping this space world.

A graceful and luxurious woman in a white robe walked out of the room as if she felt something, looking into the void.

Airplanes!

With the eyes of the noble woman, she broke through the sky of the nine heavens and came to a Zhou Tian, a martial arts star refracted a vague figure under her gaze, and slowly fell, like a fairy descending to earth, accompanied by the starry fairy aura in the sky, the surrounding fragrance was fragrant, thousands of flowers bloomed, and hundreds of birds flew towards it, and for a time this space world became active.

"Master..."

The noble woman standing in the attic exclaimed, and hurriedly bowed her hand with a very respectful attitude.

"Cher..."

The figure fell, and the long skirt robe flew in the void, enveloping the noble woman, and lifting it up with a soft voice.

"Why did the master suddenly awaken to his consciousness, and did something big happen?" said the noble woman.

"I found him..."

Turning around, her face, which was three points more noble than that of a luxurious woman, actually showed a little blush, and there was indescribable joy in her tone.

"Master, are you talking about Lu and Air's seniors?"

Cher's voice trembled a little, and she asked uncertainly.

"After 10,000 years, he finally appeared, and this time, I will not let him escape again. Speaking of this, there was a hint of coquettish liveliness in the woman's tone.

"Master, why are you so bothered?" Xue'er smiled bitterly, feeling sorry for her master.

"Xue'er, you don't understand, I've suffered you all these years here, sometimes I just go out and go around, I won't be with you after becoming a teacher. ”

The woman's tone was indescribably desolate.

Buzzing!

The woman didn't wait for Xue'er to speak again, she tapped the void with her bare hand, and the natal stars in the image of Zhou Tian trembled quickly, and then scattered and shattered little by little, and finally formed a piece of warm jade and fell into the woman's hands.

The woman gently brushed Wen Yu, who was still trembling, and there was some reluctance in her eyes, after all, this is what she has learned in this life, and everything is in it.

"Follow him, I have learned a lot of astrology for my teacher, after this time, I will be completely no longer in the world, this piece of Wenyu has my own descendants to come and obtain, Xue'er, from now on, everything in the Linglong Feather Gate will depend on you to deal with, take my last will to go to a place called Vientiane Dynasty, your disciple is also there..."

The more the woman spoke, the weaker her voice became, and finally turned into a point of light and fell into Cher's hands.

"Master..."

Xue'er held the spiritual will of the master with both hands, and tears had inadvertently eroded the jade cheeks and snow neck.

When I asked what the world was, I saw that people promised each other life and death...

.........

It has been a full six days since the prince left, and these six days can be said to be worse than death for Xiao Lun, and he can only use cultivation as a reason to dodge, and he has greeted the prince's ancestors thousands of times in his heart.

But fortunately, on the morning of the ninth day, the prince finally returned, oh no, I should say that he came back laughing.

Xiao Lun understood that the old fox's plan had succeeded, and it was still very beautiful.

The prince laughed and pulled Xiao Lun into the secret room, and told Xiao Lun about last night's events, and Xiao Lun couldn't help laughing.

I didn't expect the third prince to be such a person, but he was looking forward to how the third prince would open his mouth when he came to the door with a sword to ask Luoyun for his guilt.

But then again, Xiao Lun hurriedly put away his sword and smiled, and said tepidly: "Prince, it will be six days for you to leave, and you really don't want to help with the matter of the True Martial Sect, right?"

"Virtuous son-in-law, you have also seen that now is the time to employ people, except for the five people who participated in the monuments, the rest of the Zhenwu Sect have been transferred to guard Wanling Mountain, if you do it at this time, how will the world view the face of my Wang family?"

Xiao Lun really wanted to smash his fist on the prince's bitter face.

"I can take a step back and kill only the man who killed my father, and if that doesn't work, then you are really insincere, Prince. Xiao Lun said.

"That's no problem, I just got the news when I came back, all the forces that rushed to the capital to participate in the monuments began to target the geniuses of the Vientiane Dynasty, almost every ring is challenging the people of the Vientiane Dynasty, and among them, the person who killed your father also happens to be one of the people who have been challenged, and now he has won ten games and lost six games, how to take revenge You can watch it yourself, do it beautifully!"

The prince looked like he was in a good position.

"You're barely reliable. ”

Xiao Lun snorted, smiled, and turned to leave.

But when he was about to walk out, Xiao Lun turned around in vain, looked at the prince with a smile, and said, "Father-in-law, don't take you to pit your son-in-law like this!"

It was almost the prince's plan, if he rushed over and beat that person to death, it would not only be the revenge of the disciples of the True Martial Sect, but also the provocation of other forces.

Feelings, this guy is letting himself rush up as a target!

"Hehe, they are too rampant, many geniuses of the Vientiane Dynasty have been defeated these days, even Hu Zhantian is no exception, only Ye Sheng is still struggling to support, if there is no one who picks the big beam to sit in the town, how should our Vientiane Dynasty be the owner? How to shock the heroes? How else..."

"Stop, stop!" Xiao Lun interrupted the bitter prince with a cold heart, I'm really afraid of you, can't I go?

Xiao Lun turned around and left depressedly.

"Hey, hey!" said the prince, with a triumphant smile on his face.

"Wait!"

Xiao Lun folded back violently.

"What's the matter?" the prince hurriedly put away his sword with a lewd smile and a flattering smile.

"What's that man's name?"

I didn't even know what that person's name was, so could it be that I rushed over and cut down all the disciples of the True Martial Sect?

"Fang Tianzhuo, the strength of the late stage of the Tongtian Realm, don't be careless. ”

The prince reminded him later, and this time Xiao Lun finally left without looking back.

.........

The capital is very large, and it is not difficult to find a restaurant that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and there is only one restaurant specially prepared for geniuses who participate in the monuments, and Xiao Lun quickly found it in a place less than 10,000 meters away from the palace.

The gladiatorial arena is in the basement of the restaurant, it is very large, enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of spectators, when Xiao Lun walked in, the gladiatorial arena was almost overcrowded, excited roars, scolding, hysteria, filled the entire gladiatorial arena.

There are a total of thirty rings in the arena, and each ring is huge, sprinkled with blood, and full of passion.

"Is there no one in the Vientiane Dynasty?"

In one of the rings, a young man kicked a disciple of the Vientiane Three Sects out and shouted defiantly.

"That's the third one to go up to fight, I didn't expect it to be solved by Senior Brother Xie in a few clicks, the Vientiane Dynasty is really weak!"

"That's, what is a mere Vientiane dynasty?"

"Hmph, this Vientiane Dynasty is really too deceitful, and it dares to hold a grand event to collect the money of the Sifang Continent, I'm afraid they won't have a place to spend it!"

"Haha, it's just a low-level dynasty, I guess it's crazy for money!"

......

All kinds of talking voices came, Xiao Lun frowned and finally found a seat, and did not speak, just looked coldly at the ring below.

"Where is Fang Tianzhuo, come out to grandpa, I heard that you injured my junior brother yesterday, I can't swallow this breath!"

Xie Zihao, who was in the ring, roared angrily, shaking so much that the entire gladiatorial arena could hear it, and countless people raised their arms for it.

"Haha, what bullshit is true martial arts, where is the opponent of my barbarian sect?"

"The Barbarian Sect has dominated the Gale Dynasty for hundreds of years, and it is the first sect of the Gale Dynasty, who dares to disobey it?"

......

Xiao Lun's eyes shot a gleam, quietly looking at the Quartet, he hoped that Fang Tianzhuo would appear...

"Xie Zihao is rampant, let grandpa teach you a lesson!"

A disciple of the True Martial Sect couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly jumped to the ring with a scolding, and the strength of the late stage of the Tongtian Realm was undoubtedly displayed, and he looked at Xie Zihao coldly.

"Oh, who am I? It turned out to be Yang Chen, who had won three games in a row! No wonder he was so arrogant!" Xie Zihao looked quite surprised.

"No more nonsense!"

Yang Chen clenched his fists, his hands collided violently in the air, and a huge "true" word vibrated out, carrying ten thousand jun divine power, and the aura and air on the way exploded one after another, and the momentum was mighty, swallowing mountains and rivers!

"Strength in front of me?"

Xie Zihao sneered, stepped on the ring, and put his hands together, like two wild dragons swimming in the air, swelling to a width of several zhang, and violently tore on the fist intent of the word "true", and suddenly, the violent spiritual power swept out of it, and the ring under his feet quickly cracked, stirring up thousands of feet of dust.

Boom!

Xie Zihao's hands fell on Yang Chen's body as if the sky had collapsed, and Yang Chen's body was like a heavy blow, and his body shot out in tatters.

Wow!

Countless spectators stood up, as if they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them, they couldn't imagine that Xie Zihao was so terrifying, and he defeated Yang Chen with one move.

And this Xie Zihao's strength can only be regarded as a midstream among all the geniuses.

The big sects will pile up all the most talented disciples in the Tongtian Realm, so the geniuses of the Tongtian Realm are not too outstanding or have not yet grown up, while the small sects are different, I don't know how many sects are excited and cheering for a disciple who has reached the peak of the Tongtian Realm.

The gap in heritage is also reflected here.

Xie Zihao defeated Yang Chen, who was in the middle and upper reaches of the True Martial Sect, with the strength of the midstream.

"Fang Tianzhuo, you coward, what's the matter, don't you dare to come out?"

Xie Zihao laughed wildly, and on the other side of the ring, another genius smashed the whole body of the disciple in the Feather Spirit Sect, one of the three sects of Vientiane, with a punch, and the ribs were even smashed into powder on the spot, and they were directly abolished.

"Haha, the people of the Vientiane Dynasty are weak!"

Another burst of wild laughter came out, and a genius in a black robe made Hu Zhantian's cruelty unbearable, and kicked it out with a look of contempt.

"Look, no one in the Vientiane Dynasty dares to come to power, what a bunch of rubbish!haha..."

"Hehe, the Vientiane Dynasty has taken so many benefits, of course we can't let their people participate in the monuments, it's fair..."

"It's a pity that it's not fun to play, you look at this waste, you don't dare to go on stage..."

"Wow, Lao Xie, you're going to be finished, a peerless master with a full head of the early stage of the Tongtian Realm has come out of the Vientiane Dynasty to challenge you, haha, I'm so scared that I want to burn paper for you..."

"The boy is really courageous! Are you weaned? Do you want your uncle to take you to taste the fishy? haha..."

Click!

"Ahh

Xie Zihao was still laughing wildly, only to feel that his neck was cold, his eyes were closed blankly, and his body fell weakly like a puddle of mud.