On June 15, the imperial capital was like a pot of boiling water.

To boil, bubbles always emerge first from the bottom and edges of the pan.

Before dawn, the doors of the streets of the imperial capital opened, and the people of the imperial capital poured out as if they were celebrating the New Year.

At the crossroads of each street, there were fangding guards to maintain order, and when it was dawn, there was no water outside the arena behind the Nine Gods Temple except for the periphery of the four passages in and out.

At this time, there is an hour or two before noon, and the people of the imperial capital can't wait, because today's noon is not only the imperial capital, but also the participation of the gods.

Eighty-one Divine Sons, the latest rumor in the imperial capital is that there are eighty-one gods who fell from the sky.

How can people win a war against God?!

There were not eighty-one martial artists from the nine countries participating in the competition, only more than sixty.

"I heard that there was a martial artist who knew that there was a god son involved, so he immediately quit and didn't participate. ”

"It's a shame to admit defeat without a fight. ”

"It's better to be embarrassed than to lose your life. ”

"There is a gambling board in the Seven Joy Gambling House, and there are no more than sixty-four martial artists from all over the world in the noon arena. ”

"This year's gambling hall is quite lively, with 10 times more gambling tables than in previous years, and there are many choices. ”

"I don't care so much, all my net worth is bet, and the number of martial artists standing at the end is more than that of Miko. ”

"You're crazy. ”

"Whether you can marry a daughter-in-law depends on this. ”

Crane Biexiang and another disciple of the Luofu Sect barely had to walk in the crowd, but were pushed along.

They listened to the discussion of the people in the imperial capital and looked embarrassed, and finally some people understood that they "it is better to lose people than to lose their lives", like them, they came to the imperial capital purely to broaden their knowledge, and if they really went to the arena, they would add trouble to other people's care. It's a shame to say, not going to the arena is the only contribution they can make.

They didn't go.

Lingzhou Farm is still suspended, and if they leave, they can only go back through the Yueguo Post Station, and it will take more than a month on the way.

When you come to the imperial capital, you always have to see it, and when you go back, you have to brag more or less.

Yun Haotian, the former deputy sect leader of the White Cloud Sect, turned into an ordinary bad old man, hiding in the crowd without the slightest abnormality.

He flew here in his own one-boat spirit boat, and spent ten days on the road, so he had seen the terrifying scene of summer snow covering the sky.

The "changes unseen in three thousand years" that Yan Shengshi said, Yun Haotian was the most touched in his heart.

The martial artists who entered Beijing from all over the world competed on the same stage as the gods of the shrine, which in itself had not appeared for many years.

The arena, which was eight times larger than the Yuezhou Arena, erected large jade screens in the southeast, northwest, and northwest directions.

This jade screen is far larger than the jade screen of the Cloud Sky Hall of the White Cloud Sect, and the quality is much higher.

For a moment, the jade screen lit up, clearly showing the scene of the arena, causing hundreds of thousands of people in the imperial capital to let out earth-shattering cheers.

If it weren't for these four huge jade screens, the people of the imperial capital outside the arena would not have gathered so much, because people were not willing to wait at home or in the gambling house, wanting to witness this grand occasion that had not been seen for 3,000 years.

People continued to pour into the arena from all directions, and nearly 30,000 dragon scales appeared, maintaining the continuity. There were occasional riots among the people of the imperial capital, and there was a fight between the gods and the people who lost and who won, and the dragon scales quickly intervened, directly pulled out the people, and beat them into a "dead fish" on the spot.

Suddenly, the white-clothed Xiushi appeared, holding thick silk paper in their hands and distributing it to the surrounding people.

This is a "leaflet";

"The human race started from the reckless wilderness, covered the liver and gall, overcame the thorns and thorns, and the sages and heroes of the past dynasties went forward and succeeded, and after tens of thousands of years, there was a homeland in Kyushu. Today, the gods are in turmoil, and the demons are frequent, but the gods and spirits of the human world invade them, and there are four seasons of impermanence, snow and rain are disorderly, turning the world upside down, and harming one side. The Emperor of Man said: The human race should be prosperous! Heaven is strong, and the human race should be self-improving. The imperial capital is a big competition, and the human race will win! The son of God will be defeated!"

Tens of thousands of "leaflets" were quickly distributed, and more than a dozen people watched each person holding the "leaflets" next to them.

It's not written in ordinary ink, but I don't know what kind of ore powder is used to write bright red, which is particularly eye-catching. And because it is silk paper, the best paper, much better than the clay paper commonly used by the people of the imperial capital, so the person holding the silk paper is ready to go back and wash off the characters on it and then write big characters on the dolls at home.

Imperial Capital Divine Palace, Jiang Palace Lord Yu Shen on a high seat, below are two rows of elders of the Divine Palace, and standing in the middle is the Yue Kingdom God Envoy An Dequan.

Ander's face was still pale, apparently not recovering from the curse.

"An Dequan, what do you think of the Five Thunder Gate Wang Ming?"

"Palace master, that Wang Ming came from a humble background, but his cultivation is unfathomable, according to the envoy, he must have another inheritance. He seems to be able to do magic magic, but he shouldn't be a god son, so there is a possibility that he is a fairy or an immortal. ”

Jiang Palace Lord nodded, and said: "It should be a fairy or an immortal, he came to the imperial capital to climb Wangxiantai, it is said that Wangxiantai has a lost inheritance in the fairy world, and the immortal went down to the human world in addition to training, just to obtain the ancient immortal fate." ”

Ande Quandao: "Although the human world is the most humble of the three worlds, it is also the most mysterious, the ancient times cannot be traced back to the era, the three worlds are one, the human world is the first to be separated, and it is normal to have ancient inheritance." ”

The Jiang Palace Lord swept the audience and said, "You gods have served in various countries for many years, have you found out where Jiuding is?"

"Yuezhou Shending is near Hengduan Mountain. "Ander Quandao.

"Yangzhou Shending is near Qingwolf Mountain. ”

"Xiazhou Shending is near Daishan. ”

......

Each of the divine envoys stepped forward to report and marked it on the map of Kyushu in the center.

It's just an approximate location, and there may be errors, and they are worried in their hearts, for fear of being reprimanded by the palace master.

After a while, the Jiang Palace Master said, "Is the north side ready?"

In the Wulei Gate Courtyard in Yuezhou, Wu Yingjie became the temporary head of the Annex, and he assigned all the chores, large and small.

Gu Liya did not supervise the second batch of students in the training ground as before, and those students looked quite disappointed when they saw her coming.

Du Lang received an endless stream of visitors from Yuezhou City on the side of the Forest of Steles.

Since the news of the first national war in Yuezhou came, the threshold of the Yuezhou Courtyard of the Five Thunder Gate was about to be broken.

Wu Yingjie noticed that Du Lang's face was getting whiter day by day, and he was a little worried about whether he was too tired.

"What are you thinking, hurry up and practice!" Wu Yingjie roared loudly, "Do you know what day it is? It's the day of the Imperial Capital Dabi, the young master is waiting for the Imperial Capital Arena to show its might, and we are here to eat soil." Eat soil today, just for him to show his power day by day!"

Wu Yingjie roared like this, and all the students ignited and concentrated on practicing boxing.

Wu Yingjie looked up at the sky, looking at the sky in the direction of the imperial capital, and the clouds in the sky above the imperial capital of the heart were about to "burn".