Time passed quietly, and the next day the goldfish pond was on.

The dense summer fog has not yet dissipated, and the sky looks somewhat hazy and slightly dim, but in this sky, the brilliance of the seven-colored lotus is still as bright and bright as the neon colors at night, but the speed of the seven-petal golden lotus has slowed down a lot, as if its own energy is somewhat insufficient.

At this time, when he looked carefully around the seven-colored lotus, there were all kinds of weapons of different lengths surrounding his lotus body.

The weapons include yellow mace, jet-black goldfish net, silver flying needle, golden mangdao, iron thin sword, and other weapons transformed by natal energy, like a weapon net, tightly imprisoning the seven-colored lotus, so that it cannot be shaken.

The seven-petal golden lotus was imprisoned there, and many fateful people just made it unable to shake it and flew away, and in the sky of this goldfish pond, the battle for the seven-petal golden lotus was still ragingly continuing.

The original green water of the goldfish pond is now red, and the clear water surface seems to be dyed with cinnabar, and it looks a little red, as if it has been splashed with bright red ink by a painter.

But how could there be cinnabar in this clear pool of water? It was just the blood that had been condensed for some time.

The blood in the goldfish pond is mixed with the pool water, exuding a strong smell of blood, and many women who love cleanliness can't help but cover their mouths and noses with their sleeves.

The water in the goldfish pond now not only smells of blood, but also has a rancid smell, but this rancid smell is quite faint, and you can't really feel it if you don't smell it carefully.

The source of this rancid smell was the hundreds of broken clothes floating on the surface of the water in the pool, of course, they were not real clothes, because these clothes were still wrapped in the dead who robbed the golden lotus last night!

After a night of frantic snatching, I don't know how many of the blood of the killers were spilled in the water of the goldfish pond.

I don't know how many strong people have disappeared from this path and have since passed away. After the body of the deceased fell into the pool, he remained immersed in the goldfish pool, and no one came to retrieve his body.

The corpses of the dead, mixed with blood and severed limbs, soaked in the pool overnight, which gave the water of the goldfish pond a strong smell of blood and a rancid smell that was not easy to smell.

Looking at the corpses floating in the pool, how many people who participated in the golden lotus snatching last night and were lucky to survive sighed.

The blood-colored cherry spear danced in the air, and the battle was arrogant several times.

Wearing battle armor and holding a battle axe, the seven-petal golden lotus will gamble on his life.

The wind, clouds, thunder and lightning roared together, and last night the hero was around.

The sword is out of the sheath, and life and death look down on the sky and smile.

I don't know when, among the many people who were missing an arm, half a leg, or even half a shoulder, a person with a sad face and empty eyes faintly chanted a passionate poem.

This poem seems to be a silent mourning for those who died for the snatching of the golden lotus, and it seems to be thanking the heavens for his own survival.

Around the goldfish pond, somewhere near the top of a large stone tree mountain.

"Uncle Huang, this seven-colored golden lotus has been imprisoned, when will we start snatching it? It's too late, I'm afraid that others will take this golden lotus into their pockets." ”

The first time I came out to practice, I watched the battle of robbery all night, and Lei Dengbiao, who was a little anxious, asked King Yake.

Seeing that Lei Dianbiao was in such a hurry, King Yake smiled slightly, but did not speak.

After half a ring, King Yake seemed to feel that he didn't want to think of anything, and looked at him slightly, "Dian Biao, what are you anxious about?" Hehe, this seven-petal golden lotus is not yet the turn of our Narcissus Principality. ”

"You look around and see. Other empires didn't show their heads at all, let alone make a move! This was just a small prelude to snatching the golden lotus. ”

"You know, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, see, this is just the beginning, last night's snatching battle is just an appetizer. ”

"Appetizer" Hearing these three words, the muscles of Raiden Biao's face twitched violently a few times, as if only in this way could he accept everything that King Yake said.

And the Yake King Thunder didn't seem to see the twitching of Lei Dengbiao's face, and after saying everything, he squinted his eyes leisurely, as if he was drowsy.

Raiden Biao's face twitched, but his heart almost spasmed.

"Is this just the beginning? After a night of crazy snatching, the goldfish pond sky space barrier has been shattered many times! The strength of the strong people at the level of the king of the honorable title has already died, and there are four or five hundred people who have died at the level of the general, and the number of people at the level of scholars, days, moons, and stars does not know how many have died. ”

It is not just the fateful who dies the most, but the cultivator! Due to the low strength, the mortality rate of this cultivator is at least several times higher than that of the fateful!

Cultivators, who have not yet planted their natal seeds, are cannon fodder-like beings in the entire Golden Lotus Snatch.

"Fortunately, Cousin Huang didn't come with him, otherwise he would definitely be hit hard and affect his cultivation in the future. Such a brutal competition is only the beginning of the continent's jungle, and I got to know it again. ”

Lei Dian Biao's heart was convulsed in shock, but his psychological quality was not bad, and while digesting the words of King Yake's thunder, he sighed for his imperial cousin.

However, this thunderbolt never expected that he sighed that his imperial cousin did not come, but he didn't know that his extremely wonderful imperial cousin had already ridden Feng Fu to set off for the donkey, and was approaching the Lotus Empire step by step, getting closer to the goldfish pond and getting closer to danger.

Around the goldfish pond, on a remote hill.

A handsome young man in battle armor with a heavy bloodthirsty taste, his eyes were firmly fixed on the golden lotus who was imprisoned in the air, his brows were slightly furrowed, his hand held the sword at his waist, turned to look at the other person, and then spoke.

"Third brother, I think let's take action, this seven-colored golden lotus doesn't have much resistance, you see that dense weapon net, it has been imprisoned to death!"

"The other people who are fighting for their lives are still fighting, and no one dares to rush forward to seize the golden lotus, but this fight will last for a short time, if we don't make a move, I'm afraid that this seven-petaled golden lotus will be someone else's by then." ”

Lao Qiluo looked warlike, held the sword at his waist, looked at the scene of many fatals fighting in the air, and said to his third brother with a little nervousness.

I saw that the third Luo Qihu smiled, and said a little mysteriously: "Hey, Lao Qi, are you in a hurry? ”

As soon as Luo Qihu finished saying this, he saw Lao Qiluo Jiao's killing intent coming out of his body, and he said lightly: "When we make a move, we will definitely attack with thunder to deter everyone!"

Hearing this, Luo Kaihu seemed to sound something, scratched his head, slowly walked to Luo Kaijiao's side, patted Lao Qi's shoulder, and said with a slight hesitation: "Lao Qi, the third brother has to tell you that the killing intent in your temperament is too heavy, and you need to meditate and cultivate your nature." As the prince of the Peony Empire, you must know that in this world, you must not use bloodthirsty killing as the main way! Although the violence is strong, there will eventually decline!"

"Take all this slowly, maybe when you really become a prince in the future, this character will naturally change. ”

Lao San Luo Hu seemed to be very worried about Lao Qi's murderous character, and said to Lao Qi seriously.

Lao Qiluo Jiaojiao seemed to know that the third brother cared about him, and he was moved in his heart, but he didn't know what to say, so he forced out a smile and said with a smile: "Third brother, I have this bloodthirsty and warlike nature, I'm afraid I can't change it in this life!"

"I also know that the third brother is for my good, but alas, maybe it is really like what the third brother said, when the eldest brother ascends the throne in the future, and the brothers and we will all be crowned kings, then my character will change. ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, I'll listen to the third brother, the third brother said to watch a good show, I'll obediently watch a good show. ”

Lao Qiluo Jiaojiao didn't seem to want to mention the question of his personality anymore, and after changing the topic, he said to Lao San Luohu in a curtive manner.

Seeing that his brother didn't want to talk about personality issues anymore, Lao San Luohu happily understood, and didn't say anything, just patted Lao Qi's shoulder gently, and then turned his eyes to the fierce battle in the air.