Quang Nam City, full of people.

The five-year battle for the city lord has finally come to an end.

As a result, it has become the focus of discussion among all martial artists and after drinking.

It is undeniable that the final selection of the city lord was almost unexpected by everyone.

At the same time, Jun Yi, a well-deserved dark horse, has also won a lot of wealth for many warriors who bet and have fun, and even became rich overnight.

Among them, there are naturally warriors who bet with Zhuo Yu, as well as those who are fooled by him.

This bet not only made him make a lot of money, but most importantly, it allowed him to regain his confidence, find the martial arts he should adhere to, and rejuvenate himself.

But some rejoiced, and some lamented.

Lu Qing, who was almost favored by eighty percent of the martial artists, lost to Jun Yi, which made them bankrupt and became completely poor.

Fortunately, there is no place in Quang Nam City to bet on their clothes, otherwise there will be a large crowd of blind white people in the streets and alleys at this moment.

"Five, five million..."

In an alley, Zhuo Yu leaned against the wall, looking up to the sky and sighing, the eyes flashing with a strong sadness: "Returning to the poor egg overnight is really a creation and making people." ”

At this time, a figure came from the alley, only to see Ning Ran looking at Zhuo Yu with a smile, and teasing: "What's the matter? Don't be open-minded now?"

"How so?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Yu stood up straight suddenly, his body was straight like a spear, and he swept away the gloom on his face, and replaced it with a proud and free look: "A manly man, it is difficult to chase after a horse." ”

"Although five million spirit crystals are a lot, they are worthless compared to the promise, please rest assured that Madame, my husband will not touch it again in the future, and then..."

As he spoke, Zhuo Yu's face was a little red, and he smiled embarrassedly, as if he was a shy big boy, and said, "Then, cough, cough, cough... Change your interest. ”

"Alright, I don't blame you for anything. ”

Ning Ran glanced at him, full of charm, and didn't seem to care in his words, but the smile on his face showed that he was very satisfied with his statement.

You must know that people are noble and trustworthy.

"Hehe, it's best to know Madame. ”

Zhuo Yu stepped forward with a smile, grabbed Ning Ran's waist, waved his big hand, and walked forward: "Let's go, let's find the next interest, life is in the world, you are happy." ”

As for Lei Nian and Bei Li, they also said goodbye to Chu Feng and left separately.

At the same time, the city of Quang Nam is chongxiaolou.

The moment the city lord settled down, he entered a busy state.

Countless figures, all of them are coming and going, constantly recounting, searching for information about Jun Yi, and comparing them with other city lords of the same period, and then integrating.

Not only Chongxiao Tower, but also the Ten Thousand Chamber of Commerce in the city of Shangmeng are busy.

Wang Li, the person in charge of the auction some time ago, was even more amazed in his heart, standing in front of the window blankly, looking directly at the city lord's mansion not far away, and couldn't calm the surprise in his eyes for a long time.

At the auction that day, Jun Yi still made a deep impression on him.

At first, he always thought that this was just a rich man's son, or a disciple of some power, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But who would have thought that he would look away and lose an opportunity to get acquainted with Tianjiao in vain.

"It's really impermanent. ”

After a long time, Wang Li put down the already cold tea in his hand, sighed in his mouth, and then, his eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "Someone!"

As soon as the words came out, a warrior walked in respectfully, looking at his gorgeous clothes, he seemed to be a steward.

"You go, prepare some good refining materials and

Spiritual herb elixir. ”

Saying that, Wang Li was still a little worried and emphatically admonished: "Remember, you can't be lower than the emperor's rank, and then send it to the city lord's mansion and hand it over to the city lord in person." ”

"Yes. ”

Although the steward was a little surprised by Wang Li's overture, he still deeply understood, after all, a martial artist who can fight beyond a great realm is extremely rare.

This kind of business that can be won over by paying resources is really not a loss.

It wasn't until the steward left that Wang Li continued to think deeply, and muttered with deep eyes: "I'm really looking forward to it, I don't know where you can go?"

Not only Wang Li, but also other merchant portals, and even the mercenary group that had lived in Guangnan City for a long time, all took out the treasure at the bottom of the box with a painful face, and then gritted their teeth and packed it and sent it to the City Lord's Mansion.

If Lu Qing or Zhao Hai also became the city lord, there would never be so many martial artists to show goodwill, after all, the talent shown by Jun Yi and the combat power he showed were too amazing.

They didn't dare to think about how terrible it would be if Jun Yi broke through to the Martial Emperor Realm.

......

But just when the flow of people in Quang Nam City converged and kept flocking to the City Lord's Mansion.

Jun Yi and Wu Cangsheng and others have already retreated and cultivated in the inner peace of mind, not only because the consumption of this shot was too large, but more importantly, in the battle between Jun Yi and Zhao Haiyi, he has a new understanding of the three fateful beings in a complete state, and is trying to break through.

This is where the Martial Sect Realm is different from the Martial King Realm.

Even if the comprehension of a martial artist is enough, and his mind is well-understood, even if he is from the realm of the early stage of the Martial Sect, he can directly break through to the peak of the Martial Sect.

In the secluded courtyard deep in the City Lord's Mansion, Jun Yi had already laid out several prohibitions, and even scattered a large area of ghost ants to investigate and prevent the situation on the periphery.

Although Su Ningxiang recognized Jun Yi's identity as the city lord, and even fought with Xi Bingqi on his behalf, Jun Yi deeply knew that it was indispensable to guard against people.

In this unfamiliar realm, except for the four daughters of Wu Cangsheng and Jiang Yu, Jun Yi's attitude towards others almost always remained on the sidelines, and he kept wandering between affinity and estrangement.

The fundamental reason is that it is not strong enough, which is also one of the reasons why Junyi can't wait to try to break through.

in the house.

Jun Yi sat silently, concentrating on the three fateful aspects in the dantian in his body, looking for a way to break through.

In the dantian, Jun Yi sat cross-legged, staring solemnly at the figure inside.

It seems that because of Zhao Haiyi's shot this time, these three fateful phases seem to be more and more condensed, but the faint overflowing aura is even more ethereal and unpredictable.

At this moment, the three fateful phases are the same as the main body, and they all sit with their eyes closed.

The Angry Blood Tyrant's body was crimson and inscribed with gold patterns, which were also mixed with the desolate cold breath and the holy white thunder, making the Angry Blood Tyrant himself maintain his changed appearance.

The face of the Yin Ghost was pale, and in the undulating crimson and pure white around him, there were also some golden lines engraved on it, but it looked a little weird and seemed out of place.

However, there is no difference in the body of the Heavenly Punishment Saint, and the long river of pure white lingers, like a white horse, which is swinging in the wind.

If it weren't for the fact that he could still feel the bloodiness of the Angry Blood Tyrant and the desolation of the Netherworld Ghost Phase, Jun Yi would even think that the Heavenly Punishment Saint had already dispersed them, or refined and devoured them.

"Martial Sect Peak, how should I break through?"

Jun Yi sat in the dantian's mental shadow, his eyes flickered and whispered softly: "First they are different, and then they are two by two, until now you have me, I have you, but where is the final direction?"

"The three are different, all are scattered, but it is better to seek difference in harmony?"

In an instant, a flash of inspiration flashed in Jun Yi's mind, and he remembered the scene when he broke through the peak realm of the Martial King.

Break the suppression of Buddha Baoyu with the ice python spirit fetus, so that the three fates accept each other and identify with each other.

In this case, as a further realm, is it possible to try to make the three of them become one and exist as one destiny?

As soon as he thought of this, Jun Yi no longer hesitated, and took direct action.

The phantom of the mind sitting in front of the dantian suddenly lit up, and the big hand stretched out and swayed gently, pulling the breath in the body of the three, each in a dominant position, to make contact.

I saw that the three were sitting in three directions, sitting opposite each other in a triangle.

The crimson blood in the body of the Angry Blood Tyrant, the desolation and desolation in the body of the Yin and Ghost Phase, and the majestic thunder in the body of the Heavenly Punishment Saint Phase, all turned into three different colors and slowly converged in the middle.

"Boom!"

The contact between the three is almost the same as Jun Yi expected, no one is convinced at all, like a proud child, stubborn and stubborn, not giving an inch.

"Hey!"

But Jun Yi wanted to merge the three lives into one this time, which made the eyes of the phantom eyes suddenly cold, and the vast spiritual power in his body converged, and the pressure came continuously.

The collision of the three, as the pressure continues to increase, rebounds from the moment they come into contact, but there is a slight fusion, but the dissatisfaction and irritability fed back to Jun Yi are becoming more and more intense.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, in the crimson temper that the Angry Blood Tyrant turned into, a golden inscription suddenly flashed, bursting with brilliant brilliance, and began to exert pressure on the other two fateful phases, grabbing territory.

But in the next moment, in the forest and white training transformed by the yin and ghost, there was also a desolation, and it was obvious that the barren ruler was provoked by the emperor's seal and resisted.

On the contrary, the Heavenly Punishment Saint Phase, which had always been in a state of superiority, fell into a passive state, and was constantly squeezed by the strong power on the left and right, making the space in it smaller and smaller.

"Click!"

Suddenly, the brilliance of the pure white thunder in the training seemed to be because the left and right squeezed too much, so that the thunder in the inside collided, resulting in a roar.

But just as the thunder roared and the ups and downs, the breath inside was temporarily disturbed, causing the pure white thunder to shrink towards the dark and ghostly Sen Bai Lian with the strong pressure of the angry blood tyrant.

For a while, the flow of the three breaths made the three fateful phases, which were on the verge of collapse, enter a wonderful state, constantly circling in circles.

Not only that, Jun Yi even keenly observed that it seemed that it was because when they broke through the late stage of the Martial Sect, the three of them had two kinds of aura that they didn't have.

In fact, the three-color training represented by the three of them began to appear in the process of circulation, and the breath actually began to gradually calm down.

With the passage of time, gradually, on the three-color training of the manifestation of the three, there are three kinds of brilliance like their body, which are connected from end to end, that is, they are connected in a ring, and they are endless.

After several, more than a dozen, or even hundreds of times, even Jun Yipan's mental phantom sitting in front of the dantian couldn't tell the interval between them.

I don't know where to start and where to stop, the three are differentiated, but they naturally become one, together with the golden lines engraved by the emperor's seal, and the desolate barrenness that overflows from the barren ruler, all run throughout, and there is no fault at all.

"It's amazing. ”

Jun Yi sighed softly, looking at the color light cluster circling in the dantian, his eyes were filled with deep joy: "Who would have thought that the key to the breakthrough was actually the weapon of the Heavenly Punishment Saint Phase. ”