"Isn't there only ten people in a squad, how come there are thirteen of them?" someone asked curiously.

"What do you know, some squads are very powerful, and after crippling other squads, you can enslave the remnants of other squads, and wait until the critical moment to devour the luck of these people, otherwise your luck will become a red dragon and it will be easy to become the target of others. "Some people have their own clever explanations.

"I think they may be two or even three disabled squads that are unwilling to fail and unite as temporary squads. Some thoughtfully give a different opinion.

"Even if the temporary team finally climbs the Destiny Mountain, they don't have any hope of competing for the title of the Holy Son of Destiny, they are just unwilling losers. Someone sneered.

...... Jiang Xiaoman didn't pay attention to their gossip, continued to walk forward, and stopped when he walked to the three conspicuous red dragon crowds gathering place in front of him, this is already the foot of the Destiny Mountain, the rich aura makes people smell it like a fairy, and at the four looming mountain intersections, there is a white-robed messenger of fate who meditates cross-legged, and there are nearly 100 people gathered here, divided into seven, Eight camps, and the closest to the bottom of the mountain are three red luck crowds, the scene is divided into three echelons, the first echelon is the camp of the owner of the red luck dragon closest to the messenger of fate guarding the intersection, the second echelon follows, and the third echelon is the remnants of various miscellaneous squads.

The first intersection in the north is the owner of the eight luck red dragons, a handsome young man in a green robe with a righteous face, who is at the first mountain intersection in the northernmost part of this area, holding an antique book in his hand and looking at it as if no one is around, exuding a strong and elegant atmosphere, which makes people feel good at a glance, it should be Fang Haoran from the Holy Confucian realm, there are six young people sitting next to him, four men and two women, surrounded him in the middle, there are still traces of blood left on his body after the battle, and he looks around vigilantly, especially when he looks at the group of people who are close to them and the closest to them, with a strong hatred in his eyes。

The group of people were all black-clothed people, the number of the team remained relatively intact, there were nine people in total, covered in black demonic energy, and a man led by him raised his head to face the Destiny Mountain, his body was full of pitch-black demonic energy, and his face was hidden in the black fog and could not be seen clearly, but his posture of looking at the world was full of domineering and peerless feeling, as if he was the king of the world, Jiang Xiaoman was sure that he was the heavy building of the Holy Demon Realm.

At the second intersection is a white-clothed woman with a white veil mask, with seven red dragons of luck, the temperament of the whole person is like a fairy, ice clear and jade, like a fairy in the sky landing in the mortal world, giving people a sense of sacredness that can only be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed, making it easy for people to feel ashamed of themselves at a glance, and the fairy aura shrouded in her body made Jiang Xiaoman immediately determine her identity, the demon woman from the fairy world, no one knows her name, they all call her the Nine Heavens Fairy, there are six people around the woman, protecting her in the middle, five of them are men and one woman, The eyes of the five men who secretly swept towards the Nine Heavens Fairy, intentionally or unintentionally, all had a strong sense of admiration, but the Nine Heavens Fairy stared at the Destiny Mountain quietly, as if there was nothing worthy of her attention except the Destiny Mountain.

The leader of the second echelon behind her is a bewitching beautiful woman, a smile and a smile are fascinating, at this moment the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, constantly looking around, everyone in the beautiful eyes involuntarily puffed up their chests, eager to become the minister under their skirts, the team is also extremely intact, there are nine people, eight male members look at her eyes are full of naked desire, she doesn't care, and giggles from time to time, extremely provocative.

The team at the third intersection, the red dragon of luck owned by the mysterious woman is also seven, the reason why the woman is mysterious is because although the woman is not masked, no one can see her face clearly, surrounded by a strange power, her team members and six people, all of them can't see the appearance clearly, if the gaze is fixed for a long time, it will make people feel drowsy, which makes Jiang Xiaoman amazed.

The second echelon is led by a young man with a shining starlight on his body, wearing a blue robe, the robe is absolutely extraordinary, embroidered with white clouds, but just like the three-D picture of the previous life, the white clouds are not stationary, but always flowing and changing, it looks like a starry sky and clouds, there are eight people left in his team, it should be Dugu Tianxing in the nebula world, at this moment, he stared at the mysterious woman gloomily, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Of the three echelons, only the enchanting woman and the mysterious woman couldn't figure out their identities, but fortunately, Mo Chou took the initiative to go out to inquire, and only then did he know that the mysterious woman was the demon of the dream world - the dream fairy Qin Mengyao, and the enchanting woman was the peerless demon girl Chu Yanran of the fascination world, these two peerless beauties were dark horses that had just emerged, and their cultivation was unfathomable, and only those with the luck of the red dragon could approach the intersection of the mountain.

Jiang Xiaoman and his party walked forward and went straight to the fourth intersection, there were still more than ten days before the three-month period, and everyone was waiting for the opening of the Destiny Mountain intersection at this moment, and the existence of the second echelon and the third echelon was to snatch luck with the first echelon, and to climb to the top of the mountain, they also had to have a red dragon to have the qualification to compete for the Holy Son of Destiny.

Everyone looked at them in amazement, and there was a lot of discussion: "How dare they go to the mountain crossing without a red dragon?"

"Fools who don't know the height of the sky, the pressure on the first echelon is the greatest, and the second and third echelons will hunt them down. Someone mocked.

"Whatever, they will definitely be expelled by the Messenger of Destiny when they come to the front, just now someone didn't know the rules and was slapped out by the Messenger of Destiny. "Someone gloated.

...... Wherever you pass along the way, you will be ridiculed, sneered, or pity, or sympathized, or reminded ...... To name a few, just one mile is simply a picture of all living beings, and Jiang Xiaoman, who was kind enough to remind, smiled and greeted him one by one, and what surprised him the most was that Qin Mengyao and Chu Yanran also sent a message to remind him, while Fang Haoran was full of gentle voice transmission: "Brother Tai, those who are not lucky with the red dragon are not allowed to approach the intersection, please don't make mistakes." ”

Although Jiang Xiaoman bowed his head and thanked him for the reminder, he didn't know why he always felt that there was a faint pride in Fang Haoran's words, as if he was looking down on him condescendingly, which made him very uncomfortable, he swaggered and led everyone to the fourth intersection, sat down cross-legged, and most of them looked at them with a hint of schadenfreude, looking forward to the upcoming scene - the messenger of fate waved their hands and fanned them a hundred miles away.

Sure enough, the messenger of fate, who had been sitting upright with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at them, and in the expectation of everyone, the messenger of fate unexpectedly showed a hint of a smile, and nodded at Jiang Xiaoman, Jiang Xiaoman nodded hurriedly, and the messenger of fate continued to meditate with his eyes closed.

The scene suddenly exploded, and even the Nine Heavens Fairy, who was not moved by foreign objects, flashed a trace of surprise in her beautiful eyes, and glanced at Jiang Xiaoman strangely; Dugu Tianxing's eyes flashed with coldness, and she clenched her fists tightly; Qin Mengyao and Chu Yanran stared at him with interest; Fang Haoran's eyebrows flashed a trace of gloom, but then returned to normal.

"Destiny Messenger senior, this is a little inappropriate, right?" Chonglou's domineering voice sounded, and his eyes shrouded in demonic energy glared at Jiang Xiaoman fiercely.

"That's it, wouldn't this be unfair, there is no red luck dragon, why let him get close to the intersection?"

"The Messenger of Destiny won't know him as an old acquaintance, will it? ”

"Then let's fight for what fate Holy Son, you can directly give him a good idea. ”

"Someone approached the intersection and was fanned by you just now, why can their team sit there? We protested, we didn't accept it. A series of yin and yang strange voices sounded, but they set off a protest on the field. The corners of Jiang Xiaoman's mouth showed a hint of ridicule, and the four sons of the Netherworld also came to join in the fun.

The messenger of fate opened his eyes and looked around slowly, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, but no one dared to look at him, only Chonglou said fearlessly: "Senior, it's useless for you to stare at us, rules are rules, if you can't level a bowl of water and maintain fairness and justice, we will all protest." ”