Ten Thousand Worlds Cultivation City.

The stars in the sky were shining, and the cold moon sprinkled on the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, casting a layer of silver light for the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City.

At this time, on the square of the Ten Thousand Worlds Cultivation City, a handsome young man suddenly appeared on the square, with a transcendent youthful temperament, as if an immortal had descended into the world.

"Oops."

Next to the young man, a fairy-looking girl was walking aimlessly, the girl sometimes frowned slightly, sometimes thoughtfully, and when the young man suddenly appeared, she suddenly bumped into the young man's back.

"Girl, are you alright?" Hearing the voice, Fang Yi turned back and asked.

Fang Yi had just said "good night" to his sister, and he didn't investigate the situation in the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, and hurriedly escaped into the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, knowing that he had just entered the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, he was knocked out, and when he heard the crisp cry of pain behind him, he turned around and asked.

"Childe, I'm fine."

The beautiful girl raised her head and looked at the man in front of her who was dressed strangely, handsome, with facial features like knives, skin crystal like snow, fairer than a woman, and said lightly.

The voice was cold.

Name: Little Dragon Girl.

Identity: Condor Heroes plane, head of the Tomb Sect.

Martial arts cultivation: mid-day after tomorrow.

"It's okay." Looking at the information of the fairy-looking girl in front of him, Fang Yi smiled. He asked Xiao Bai to not input his information into the minds of the people of the Ten Thousand Worlds today, so as not to meet anyone who calls him the city lord and feels that he has no privacy at all.

Fang Yi turned around and left, this little dragon girl who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, he expressed no love.

Looking at the back of Fang Yi leaving, the little dragon girl's smart beautiful eyes flashed a trace of curiosity, and she immediately wandered around by herself, after she got the invitation card of the Ten Thousand Worlds, she never came, and she couldn't help but be curious to come and shop today.

During this period, whenever any man saw her, his eyes were strange, but when Fang Yi saw her, his eyes were clear and transparent, deep and vast, which made her feel a little good.

"Brother Tai, you know what? Emperor Chongzhen and Emperor Gaozong scolded each other in front of the Supreme Cultivation Tower. ”

At this moment, the two walked past Fang Yi, and a young man with clear eyebrows and a Confucian shirt suddenly said.

"Brother, why do they suddenly scold each other?" A strong man asked.

"Just because of queuing up to buy monster meat skewers from Fat Brother's barbecue restaurant."

The prince of the family said proudly: "I am the one who has spoken to the emperor. ”

"Brother, what did you and the emperor say?" The strong man looked curious, but secretly despised it in his heart: As long as you are still talking to the emperor, it would be good if people didn't kill you.

The son of the family has a look of remembrance.

He remembered that when he was queuing up to buy barbecue just now, a rich and vigorous voice sounded from behind him, and when he turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a dragon robe, who was not angry and arrogant, he immediately recognized it as the Chongzhen Emperor of their world.

"Your Majesty, what is the matter with you?"

"Give up your place to me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

In three words, others may not be afraid of Chongzhen, but this son of a Confucian family is afraid that he and Chongzhen are people of the same plane, and his father is still a minister of the court, he is afraid that Chongzhen will go back and cut him down and copy his home.

Although he only said three words to Chongzhen, for the son of the family, this is also a capital to brag about for a lifetime.

I spoke to the emperor, what an incisive feeling!

Hearing that the two emperors were tearing apart, Fang Yi looked curious, and he also walked in the direction of the Supreme Cultivation Tower.

As soon as he walked to the Supreme Cultivation Tower, Fang Yi saw a large circle in front of him, Chongzhen and Gaozong were standing in the center of the field, only to hear Chongzhen say coldly: "Zhao Gou, you, the eunuch emperor, still dare to show off your might, in other words, if it were you, you would have already hanged yourself, and living in the world is simply a waste of food." ”

Hearing Chongzhen's words, the corners of Fang Yi's mouth twitched, Chongzhen's scolding is really poisonous.

Fang Yi remembered that in February of the third year of Jianyan, Gaozong Zhao Gou was having sex when he met Jin Bing in Nanjing, and as a result, he did not raise it, and there was no viagra at that time, so Zhao Gou became a eunuch emperor.

"Zhu Youzhen, you, the king of the dead country, dare to be so arrogant."

Zhao Gou argued. He looked at Emperor Chongzhen with murderous intent, he hated others to mention his little bird the most.

Zhao Gou was having sex when he met Jin Bing in Nanjing, and as a result, he did not lift it for the rest of his life, and there was no viagra at that time, so Zhao Gou became a eunuch emperor.

Since then, Zhao Gou's own bird has become a bird that has lost motivation and will not rise, and this incident has become the biggest pain in his heart. Zhao Gou hates others to talk about his little bird the most.

"Zhao Gou, I haven't lost the country yet, it's much better than you, the runaway villain, the eunuch emperor!" Emperor Chongzhen looked at Zhao Gou with a mocking expression and said sarcastically. At least he himself did not take a step back until he died.

They were fighting for the last barbecue at the fat man's barbecue restaurant just now, and now they were fighting for the last cultivation room in the Supreme Cultivation Tower, and they were tearing again.

For the "information" of the sale of the trading building, they all bought a copy, and naturally knew the troubles of each emperor.

In the words of these emperors: that is, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and not being defeated in a hundred battles.

"Zhu Youzhen, don't you feel ashamed that you are sitting on the world and were defeated by the barbarians?"

"Zhao Gou, you're no better, groveling, looking like a servant."

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The onlookers watched it with a lot of taste, and it was the first time they had seen two emperors tearing apart and fighting.

The tearing war between emperors, and it is also an emperor of different planes and different dynasties, an absolute big scene!

This time I came to the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City to participate in the auction, for most people, it was just a long time to see and join in the fun, and they couldn't afford to buy the things that were auctioned at the auction of the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City.

But being able to see the emperor tearing up, such a scene is an unexpected gain for them.

When they return to their own world, there is also the capital to brag about, I saw with my own eyes that the two emperors were tearing up!

Different planes, different dynasties.

Have any of you seen it?!

"I... Grass - your ancestors! ”

"I... Planing - your ancestral grave! ”

"Ahem..."

Hearing Chongzhen and Zhao Gou's words, in the crowd, more than a dozen middle-aged men in dragon robes who were not angry and arrogant coughed violently at the same time: "Zhao Gou, Zhu Youzhen, you two can attack each other personally." However, we are not allowed to be affected. ”

"Zhu Youzhen, you are still a few sentences, after all, you are a king of a dead country."

A middle-aged man in a dragon robe, who was not angry and arrogant, glanced at Emperor Chongzhen in the field and said lightly.

"Special Zhao Ji, don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know you, Lao Tzu has not died yet, and Shuntian Mansion is still in Lao Tzu's hands. Lao Tzu still has an army of 300,000... Zhao Ji, if I bullied your son, you won't like it, don't forget, you are also a king of a dead country. ”

Hearing this, Chongzhen Zhu Youzhen turned his head to look at the middle-aged man in an imperial robe, and sneered. He was angry, specially, Lao Tzu has not died yet, and he always talks about it.

"Ahem... Zhao Ji, it's better not to meddle in the affairs between juniors, let them solve it themselves. After all, an emperor who was insulted to death is better to keep a low profile. ”

Beside Zhao Ji, an emperor glanced at Zhao Ji and said leisurely.

"Zhu Changluo, you were born as a servant, believe it or not, I will kill you now."

Song Weizong Zhao Ji looked at the middle-aged man in a dragon robe beside him with a fierce face.

As soon as he thought that he was being wantonly played with by the people of the Jin Kingdom, Song Huizong Zhao Ji felt the anger in his heart. I'm an artist, special, after I go back, if anyone dares to say a word again, and Jin Guo to make peace, Lao Tzu will hang him outside the noon gate to dry.

"The surname is Zhao, you want to fight, right?"

Four or five middle-aged men in dragon robes beside Zhu Changluo of Mingguangzong stood up and surrounded Song Huizong and Zhao Ji.

"If you have the surname Zhu, you will fight, whoever is afraid of whom, don't think that there are many of you!"

Behind Song Weizong, four or five middle-aged men in dragon robes walked out of the crowd and stood behind Song Huizong Zhao Ji to support him.

"Emperor Ming is mighty, kill that group of cowards!"

Seeing this, those martial arts people from the Ming Dynasty cheered loudly.

"Emperor Song is invincible, take out the manly spirit, don't be cowardly!"

At this time, those martial arts people from the Song Dynasty were not to be outdone.

"Emperor Ming is mighty!"

"Emperor Song is invincible!"

...

Vaguely, the two sides of the Ming and Song dynasties actually had a tendency to confront each other.

However, no one did anything, they all knew the rules of the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, and it was okay to scold a few words.

However, once the fight starts, even if they are the emperor, it will not work!

Or be expelled from the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City!

In the worst case, they will be killed directly!!

"Two gangs of waste, there is no kind at all, if you have the ability, you will fight, you are such a waste, no wonder we are all defeated under our noble Manchurians?!"

At this moment, Ao Bai walked out of the crowd of onlookers, despised Song Weizong and the others, and looked at him with a look of mockery.

"Aobai, you really damn it!"

As soon as Aobai's words fell, more than a dozen emperors of the Song and Ming dynasties glanced at each other, as if they instantly released their suspicions, and surrounded Aobai in the middle.

"In the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, do you dare to touch me?! Believe it or not, I'll mobilize the army when I go back and dig up the graves of you emperors?! ”

Ao Bai looked at a group of murderous emperors, the monstrous murderous aura and the compelling imperial power made his bald head break out in a cold sweat slightly.

However, he is not afraid, and we are not people of the same world, who is afraid of whom?!

"The city lord has an order, in the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, whoever dares to do it privately will be killed! After the auction, whoever you want to attack, as long as you can afford the value points, the city lord will open the world channel for you, send you to his territory, and you can fight to your heart's content!! ”

At this moment, wearing a white carved golden dragon robe, holding a silver spear, the mighty Zhao Yun walked forward, glanced at many emperors, and said lightly.

Aobai: "??? ”

Chongzhen et al.: "......"

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