In the midst of the boiling voices, twilight fell from the sky like a great net.

It feels like it's just a snap of a finger, and the yin and yang of heaven and earth change.

The green and red lights of Tokai City shine up its beautiful scenery in the night.

On the Imperial Forum, the crowd cheered.

More than 100 martial arts masters are already standing in the ring.

Bai Bailian lowered his head, he was really worried about the IQ of these cultivators.

was so simply fooled.

Sure enough, the IQ tax has to be paid everywhere.

In the ring, Antarctic Penguins has now begun to arrange for their winners.

Bai Bailian raised his head and looked at the lights on the tall buildings in the distance.

Presumably, he is going to post that post, and then he has to fight for his family.

In fact, it's not about fighting, but I hope that the old toad can keep his word.

However, after stepping down, Bai Bailian was disappointed.

The Antarctic Penguin Company did not send a message to them, but instead handed them over to a bald monk who stayed in the hotel.

"The Sprinkle family knows that you have a lot of questions, but the Sprinkle family does not answer the doubts, you just need to know that you are in danger now. Although you didn't get the post, but the people outside didn't know about it, they all thought that you had gotten it, and that you were not guilty, and that this was your only refuge, and of course you were not afraid of death, so go out and try. ”

The great monk led everyone towards the tall building, walking as he went.

His wide robe swayed, and the terrifying blood and yang energy like a humanoid tyrannosaurus rex flowed through him.

The scattered blood qi made the hairs of the people behind him explode.

This great monk is a true master.

And it is likely to be a master of double path cultivation.

Everyone looked at each other, without words, and silently followed.

Beside the great monk, they felt the feeling of a fierce beast on the verge of waking up, and even when they opened their mouths, they felt as if they would wake up the beast.

It was terrifying pressure, invisible and wordless, enough to shut everyone up.

But under the terrifying pressure of the great monk, Bai Bailian finally spoke up.

No way, there is still not much time left for him on the old toad's side.

He had to ask, at least to understand where he was.

"Is the Master from the Empire, or is he from the Antarctic Penguin?"

"I—I'm the one from the Empire who came to save you. ”

Wujie smiled and replied.

But the feet still did not stop, and he continued to walk up the stairs with everyone.

"Empire, so it's a bureau of the Empire?"

Bai Bailian suddenly thought of a terrible thought.

This is another kind of worldly talent into my urn.

"You can't say it, but the Empire isn't as idle as you think. ”

Wujie shook his head, he was noncommittal, but in fact he still denied everyone's conjecture.

Isn't it an empire?

The expression that Bai Bailian read on the face of the great monk was that you thought too much.

Is that the Empire protecting us?

Bai Bailian followed the great monk step by step towards the upstairs, he looked at the back of the great monk and had a lot of thoughts.

But since it is not an event run by the Empire, it is even more terrifying.

Who is that organizer, Mr. Himeman, who is sacred?

He posted a request.

Antarctic Penguin invested 1 billion yuan and used all channels to hold this huge event free of charge.

And all the masters in the world have come one after another because of their arguments.

Even the Imperial side sent people to participate to protect the participants.

One person, one word, sits high outside the mountain, and the world is chaotic.

What a spirit!

Bai Bailian raised his head and asked cautiously:

"So, who is Mr. Himeman?"

Hearing this name, the figure of the great monk paused for the first time.

"Him?"

The great monk turned his head and said with a smile:

"He's not what you can think of, it's still about the same as listening to the sermon, and there are at most two or three people in this world who are qualified to talk to him, but it's estimated that it's barely possible. ”

That one is not something that people in the world can discuss, and the ninth game only guesses that he is from Kunlun.

As for what the strength is, I don't know.

But being able to live for 700 years in the world of the end of the Dharma is still a young man, and that is an absolutely terrifying realm.

"Listen to the sermon?"

Bai Bailian muttered to himself.

Listen to the word, the weak listen to the strong, and the low listen to the high.

Can you teach the world and all sentient beings?

Has this kind of character come out of this world?

How strong is it to make the world all retreat for one person?

"That'...... Master, I have one more question. ”

The great monk stopped, he turned around and said:

"Hey, it's not the Sprinkle family that said, your kid really has a lot of problems, say, what's the problem?"

Bai Bailian looked at the already impatient big monk in front of him, who was two heads taller than himself, and said:

"Master, my family has been detained, and I need to talk about saving my life. ”

So far, he has only one last option left.

"Help? The people of Kyushu naturally want to be saved. ”

The voice of the great monk was unequivocal.

"This matter, the great monk will help you find a way, you go up first, there are people on the 13th and 14th floors of this building to protect you. ”

On the East China Sea Tide Tower, between the 13th and 14th floors, there are already senior monks of Shaolin Temple sitting here.

If you want to be strong, the first person to try the Shaolin 18 Bronze Man Formation in this upcoming mythological era has appeared.

The prestige of this thousand-year-old Buddhist temple inheritance must not be so easy to receive.

"Thank you, Master. ”

What Bai Bailian can do now is to believe in the great monk in front of him and believe in the strength of the empire.

"Helping the world save people, it should be like this!"

......

In the distance, at this time, Wudang and the Heavenly Master's Mansion had already divided into two ways and began to frantically sweep the strongholds of the cultivators in the four directions.

Outside the bar in the distance, Zhang Tianquan slowly walked into the bar in a robe.

"Wow, have all the Taoist priests started to jump these years?"

"Dao Changchao, come together!"

......

Zhang Tianquan slowly advanced with a loud noise, no more or no less at every step, completely ignoring all the noise.

Regardless of the bright lights, his Taoist robe swayed, and he always has a natural feeling of Taoism.

"Two, please take a trip with the poor road, about the Tao, about the empire, and about the people in the world. ”

In the noisy bar, walking to a table, Zhang Tianquan's voice sounded softly.

Like flowing water in the forest, the light music ear rings clearly in everyone's ears.

All the people around looked at it, and it was the first time they saw it when they entered the bar in a Taoist robe.

In front of the table, the old toad looked at Zhang Tianquan, he knocked on the wine glass on the table, and sneered:

"Dao Chief, where are you?"

"Dragon Tiger Mountain. ”

"Dragon Tiger Mountain?"

The faces of the old toad and the other changed color instantly, and the old toad asked:

"The Taoist is surnamed Zhang?"

"Naturally, Zhang Tianquan is poor. ”

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