Cast 'Heaven to Star Shift' and return to Middle-earth, come to Xiangyang Town, and find that Xiangyang has changed greatly!

Because of the number of recruits, this place has simply become a huge city, I'm afraid that the people in the sect have spent a lot of effort in the past half a month to turn a small town into a city, how much energy does it take?

The Cult Protestant Contest was held in a grand manner, the streets were full of traffic, crowds of people, and when they were ready to start, those people rushed into the Ghost Blade Hall to watch the game. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I saw that in the center of the Ghost Blade Hall was a huge open-air arena, many times larger than the ancient Roman Colosseum, and at the back of the arena were rest areas, and the preparatory Protestants at each hall were assigned to different places to rest and wait for the selection.

I saw that on the rostrum above the arena, Dye Yue was sitting on the throne of the evil god, dressed in gorgeous red, with a red veil hanging on her headdress, covering the face of the country and the city, quietly waiting for the game to start.

The audience also comes from all over the world, for the sake of grandeur, this big competition is open, after all, the cult of evil gods has become the number one faction in the world, and the grand degree naturally can't be lost to the hundred British big competition of the Zhengmeng back then.

During this time, the hall entrance of the Cult of the Evil God has also changed, because of the battle between good and evil, the master of the Hidden Blade Hall, Ghost Feng, died on the battlefield, and the hall master was served by Gui Wujue, and the nature of the Gui Blade Hall where he was originally located was actually the same as the Hidden Blade Hall, both of which were secret mobile intelligence agencies, so the two halls were combined into one, and they were called the Hidden Blade Hall.

At this time, the master of the Returning Blade Hall is ...... The tiger returned to the mountain, and the Guijian Hall no longer belonged to the intelligence agency, but became the main battle hall.

This was arranged by Dye Yue, which surprised Zhou Zihao, but he didn't expect the old man to come, so he was really happy.

At this time, the Lord of the Eight Halls sat under the Evil God Seat, leaving the Blade Hall and leaving the sect hatred, the Sharp Blade Hall forgetting and not regretting, the Wind Blade Hall Yu Dust, the Hidden Blade Hall returning to the endless, the Bladeless Hall Moyan, the Ghost Blade Hall Ghost Niangniang, and the Blood Blade Hall having no return.

All the hall masters have made breakthroughs during this time, most of them have reached the Heavenly Martial Realm, and the momentum exuded by the hall masters is incomparably magnificent, corresponding to such a huge scene, everyone's faces are full of joy, hoping to see the disciples at their hall show their skills.

On both sides of the Evil God Throne are the two elders and the two protectors, and the two of them are also full of smiles on their faces, looking at this kind of scene, they have been waiting for a long time, and the Evil God Sect can finally reach this level.

Zhou Zihao didn't make too much publicity, and quietly came to the evil god seat with the instantaneous technique, side by side with Dye Yue.

"Have you started?" Zhou Zihao said expectantly.

"Everyone is waiting for you. Ran Yue smiled.

"Wait for me?" Zhou Zihao was puzzled.

Lei Yun Tongtian ha: "Everyone is waiting for the opening words of the evil god, I'm afraid the monks from all over the world are just here to see you, if you don't say a few words, this won't work." ”

Zhou Zihao was embarrassed, and at this time, he saw a person falling from the sky.

"Divine Sword Emperor!"

Zhou Zihao was stunned and said, "The Divine Sword Emperor has also joined the sect!"

It's been a lot of changes in the past half a month.

With the entry of god-like men, the audience was completely boiling, and many passers-by and monks showed surprised looks, I am afraid to come to watch this big competition, the most amazing thing is that the Emperor of the Divine Sword has appeared!

Although the Divine Sword Emperor has never participated in the battle between good and evil, nor has he been involved in secular disputes, and has always walked in mythology, his strength is recognized by the world and is the goal pursued by all monks in the world.

The moment the Divine Sword Emperor appeared, even many women fainted, and the temperature of the 10,000-person arena was instantly ignited.

The Divine Sword Emperor smiled shyly, in fact, if it wasn't for the fact that Ran Yue specially invited him to be the referee, he would not be suitable for this kind of big scene, to be honest, he was a little shy.

Seeing many female monks raising their hands one after another, excitedly shaking the stormy waves, shouting in the audience: "Emperor of the Divine Sword!

"So handsome, so handsome~"

"Divine Sword Emperor, Divine Sword Emperor!"

"Finally see my idol, I want to marry you!"

Some of the female monks tried to break free from the guardrail and ran towards the stage, but fortunately they were stopped by her friends, otherwise, so many female monks rushed up at the same time, and they would have to scare the Divine Sword Emperor away.

Seeing that everyone was so enthusiastic, the Divine Sword Emperor scratched his head in embarrassment, his cheeks flushed slightly crimson, and he pursed his lips embarrassedly, the shy and smiling look was even more eye-catching, and the whole person revealed a kind and shy big boy temperament, which made those male monks begin to be restless.

"Divine Sword Emperor, I want to be your disciple!"

"Please take me as an apprentice!"

"Divine Sword Emperor, let's come to Longyang for a wave! I will also give birth to a monkey for you!"

"Roll the calf, less disgusting old man. The monk's good friend kicked him away, and in an even more disgusting voice, Jiao Didi shouted: "Hey, the Divine Sword Emperor is great, people like you!"

The Divine Sword Emperor, a man walking in the legend, actually had a feeling of being overwhelmed at this time, all kinds of crazy shouts were endless, he secretly smiled bitterly, it seems that I really shouldn't come to this kind of scene, I really don't fit it.

However, when he looked up at the rostrum, he found that the evil god had come, and he still gave the evil god a lot of face, so he finally endured it.

Seeing that as soon as the Divine Sword Emperor appeared on the stage, it immediately ignited the audience of 10,000 people, and the hall masters felt that this arrangement was in place, and they nodded slightly with an extremely satisfied look.

Zhou Zihao said: "The Divine Sword Emperor, this guy has really joined our Evil God Sect?"

Ran Yue nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Even if it is a hand, he will be the referee, and there is absolutely no objection to Dabi's victory or loss, and for the sake of Dabi's pomp, let this person who once walked on the road of legends serve as the referee of the Cult of Evil Gods, which can be regarded as adding a lot of aura to us." ”

"Good guy, what about that kid who is in the wind and the wind?" Zhou Zihao didn't know what the wind and miles could do after the fall of the alliance, after all, at that time, the wind and the miles were still helping him deal with the clouds, and Zhou Zihao was still looking forward to the wind and the clouds.

Dye Yue paused and said, "That kid and the miracle predecessor went to the sea, saying that they wanted to search the underwater world. ”

"Oh......" He also thought that Feng Yang Wanli had also joined the religion, no, he must force this kid to join the religion in the future, otherwise, he would waste such a peerless genius in vain.

At that time, the Divine Sword Emperor waved his hand below the arena, hoping that the evil god would announce the start of the game.

"Ahem......" Zhou Zihao also had to say something, and he immediately stood up.

Zhou Zihao is not good at any opening lines, so he simply said a few words: "Now I announce that the game has officially begun." ”

Even the voices that spoke were covered by the audience of 10,000 people, and everyone paid attention to the Divine Sword Emperor who was off the field, and no one noticed that the evil god had arrived.

No matter what, Zhou Zihao didn't care, he sat back.

The rules of the game are simple, the players go on the field to compete one-on-one, and each duel is only one minute!

This kind of competition is a test of the strength of the disciples, and to decide the winner in such a short period of time means that you have to do your best from the beginning, so that Dabi can increase the competitiveness.

Moreover, even if the opponent cannot be defeated within a minute, then it is up to the Divine Sword Emperor to judge, which side has the greatest advantage, which side is shortlisted, if the Divine Sword Emperor cannot judge who is strong and who is weak, it will be decided by the vote of the eight hall masters, Dharma protectors, elders, sect leaders, and evil gods on the rostrum.

Each competition is one minute, and these 100,000 people are one-on-one, and a total of 50,000 games will be played, and this big competition will probably last for a month.

Of course, now this is only the audition, as the Divine Sword Emperor received the order, he immediately said: "Now the first, second, third, and fourth groups of players will play!"

At this time, the Divine Sword Emperor stepped back slightly, only to see a total of eight Protestants begin to play, and the arena presented two divine wood walls, dividing the field into four pieces, and each group began to compete in an arena.

Zhou Zihao looked at the game with interest, wanting to see how powerful the Protestants were, but at this time it was only an audition, and the little monks who had just appeared were not in the Pingwu realm, and some of them had even just opened the second line of Ren Du.

At first, I was a little interested, for a monk like Zhou Zihao who can create a sun, it can't help but be a little boring, what is the difference between this kind of and a little kid rolling in circles on the ground.

Zhou Zihao looked at Ran Yue and found that there was a light smile on the corner of Ran Yue's mouth, and he was watching the game very seriously.

Zhou Zihao stretched out his hand, took Ran Yue in his arms, and whispered into her ear: "I feel so bored, what should I do?"

Dye Yue scolded with a smile: "Then what else do you want?"

"I ...... I want to bully you......" Zhou Zihao leaned his hand towards Dye Yue's small crispy breasts, and said that he would touch it, and he was not ambiguous at all.

Ran Yue's body tightened, and she whispered shamefully: "Ah, Zihao, this is ...... So many people...... Hmph......"

There is a table in front of the Evil God Seat, which is used to place drinks and fruits, and the rostrum is the highest place in the entire arena, and the audience seats below and the eight hall masters and elders cannot see it, of course, provided that Dye Yue does not make a sound.

"Hmph...... How dare you...... Well...... It's really ......" Zhou Zihao used a very gentle force, making her feel that her small breasts were a little itchy, and this itch was not really itchy, but a trace of commotion in the sensitivity, which made her feel like she was expecting to increase the intensity.

Zhou Zihao teased her so much that he didn't want to be tired, he pulled away the big red dress of the dyed moon, and a pair of big white legs as jade as snow appeared in front of him, and put one hand down, feeling as if his fingertips were about to slide over the skin, he couldn't help but admire: "Your skin is really good, it is said that you have lived for two hundred years, how did you do it?"

Ran Yue felt a burst of comfort coming from her inner thighs, her cheeks were crimson, and with a hint of rapid breathing, she whispered, "Don't tell you ......"

Zhou Zihao wanted to know if the ancient people wore underwear, so he hurriedly pulled the hem of his skirt higher, revealing the secret holy place, only to see that the forbidden area was bubbling with a handful of dark hair, as if trimmed, without a trace of mess, it looked very comfortable.

Zhou Zihao couldn't help but say, "You're not wearing underwear?"

Ran Yue wondered, "What are the panties?

"Uh......"

"Who wears a skirt and underwear, how ugly it is......" The bottoms that Dye Yue thinks are different from the bottoms that Zhou Zihao thinks.

"......" Zhou Zihao said speechlessly: "Then if the skirt floats up, won't it be looked at?"

Seeing Zhou Zihao's jealous look, she was like a cute elf, her red fingertips swiped lightly towards Zhou Zihao's cheek, and said: "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of water-based poplar woman, self-love is inevitable." ”

Zhou Zihao immediately exchanged a few sexy *** in the system, which were red lace, which was in line with the temperament of Dyeyue, and hurriedly said: "In order to prevent you from going naked, you will wear it in the future." ”

"What is this?" Ran Yue looked at this thin layer of fine yarn curiously, could it be that this is pants? The fabric of the pants is so small? This is equivalent to not wearing it!

Zhou Zihao didn't answer, he happily lifted the slender and plump long legs of Dye Yue to his thighs, and then put *** on for her.

Zhou Zihao faintly saw a trace of crystal clear reflection in the inverted triangle, his heart beat faster, and his old face was flushed, but he didn't expect that Dye Yue already felt a little.

Under this bald day, the little cultists in the arena fought extremely fiercely, the Divine Sword Emperor was tired of dogs, and the main forces of each hall were their own Protestants, and they had a lot of discussions with other hall masters, while Zhou Zihao and Dye Yue were doing unknown things on the throne of the evil god, which was really exciting.

Dye Yue felt a little uncomfortable after putting it on, and she always felt that a line hooked her there, which looked a little weird, and she whispered: "I feel very uncomfortable, can I take it off?"

"It's good to get used to it, don't care. Zhou Zihao hugged Dye Yue in his arms, leaned back, and tried his best to let the fruit table block them, and the audience and the Divine Sword Emperor below could only see the table and the fruits on the table, but they couldn't see Dye Yue and the evil god.

Dye Yue leaned on Zhou Zihao, lying on the evil god seat, looking at the blue sky, and said, "I really didn't expect this day to really come, I feel so happy." ”

"I'm happy that I can bring you happiness. Zhou Zihao also said.

"Thank you. ”

"No words, as long as we can be together all the time, it's good. ”

Ran Yue snuggled up to Zhou Zihao's chest and said, "Now that your strength has reached the point where this world can hardly bear, and you will open up the Ascension Avenue in the future, will you soar?"

Zhou Zihao said without thinking: "Yes, just because I want to open up the avenue, I can't stop, I will leave the imperial domain." ”

After speaking, he looked at Ran Yue's face very seriously, and said in a low voice: "You, will you miss me?"

Dye Yue also raised her head and looked at him, revealing handsomeness between his eyebrows, which made people reluctant to give up, she wanted to hold this man all the time, she really wanted to follow this man's steps, and she also wanted to protect him behind this man.

Too many thoughts to put into words, she leaned against his chest and didn't answer.

Zhou Zihao seemed to sense something, and said, "I will wait for you to come up to me, I will first open a stable avenue on it to meet my queen!"

Ran Yue clenched Zhou Zihao's chest, and said happily: "When the time comes, I will go up to find you, and I will definitely marry you." ”

Zhou Zihao couldn't help but feel funny, and said, "Who is marrying whom?"

Ran Yue lightly touched the tip of Zhou Zihao's nose, and said softly in his ear: "I don't care, if we get married in the future, you must marry me, I must marry you, who makes you so beautiful." ”

After speaking, Dye Yue dotingly stroked Zhou Zihao's handsome and white cheeks, and the fingertips with bewitching red nail polish gently crossed between his eyebrows, and the thin and sexy red lips contained a strand of Zhou Zihao's hair, and tasted the bursts of body fragrance from Zhou Zihao.

The smart eyes hooked a ripple, and in this ripple there was that indescribable emotion, just one action, one look, completely revealed Ran Yue's love for Zhou Zihao.

Zhou Zihao smiled faintly, hugged her small waist, and gently patted her plump and round buttocks.

Men dote on women, women dote on men, and the two snuggle up to each other, and their love is thicker than water.

This emotion is the friendship that the immortals and gods envy, and fate binds them together, hoping that they will never be separated, forever.

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