"Tianhong Baoyu?"

Tianhua Xingyun turned his head and saw that it was Tianhong Baoyu who came, and his face couldn't help but sink.

He and Tianhong Baoyu are both suitors of Murong Xiaodie, and they are extremely hostile to each other.

Jiang Tian is a vassal country of the Tianhong Ancient Kingdom, and since Tianhong Baoyu is here, I am afraid that this matter will not be good.

Thinking about it, Tianhua Nebula's body couldn't help but surge with spiritual power.

"Seals?"

Feeling the flow of spiritual power in Tianhua Nebula's body, Jiang Tian couldn't help but move in his heart.

Tianhua Xingyun's cultivation is comparable to Tianhong Baoyu on the surface, but in his body, there is a hidden power of sealing.

Obviously, this person is the same as Ao Long at the beginning, sealing his own cultivation.

In other words, this person is likely to be Wuhou Liuzhong, or even higher.

It seems that this person is bound to get the only place in the Endless Sea.

"In that case, let's be proud first."

Jiang Tian originally planned to let Tianhong Baoyu give Tianhua Xingyun a dismount, but now he changed his mind and decided to wait until the last moment to give the other party a thunderous blow.

"Let's go."

The next battle was handled by Tianhong Baoyu, and Jiang Tian didn't want to show his face here.

He said a word to Xuanyuan Ge and the others, and walked towards the island without turning his head.

"Boy, tell your pig master honestly, do you have a crush on that chick?"

"Tut-tut, the surface is serious, and at first glance, I stare at people's chests and don't let go......"

"It's nasty!"

Not far away, Master Zhu didn't know where to come out, and said to Jiang Tianda.

"Yes, could it be that His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince has taken a fancy to Fairy Murong?"

"Yes, since ancient times, heroes have loved beauties, and only a stunning beauty like Fairy Murong is worthy of His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince."

Obviously, Master Zhu was talking nonsense, but Xuanyuan Ge and the others thought it was true, mainly because Jiang Tian's original actions were too misleading.

"I really can't see it, the eighth prince is really bad enough when he is bad, I wonder if he will also peek at me here?"

The girls blushed as they thought, and then their hearts beat unstoppable.

If Jiang Tian really looked at them like that, what should they do? Is it a decisive refusal or a desire to refuse and welcome?

This is indeed a very testing question for them.

Zhonghai Island is far more prosperous than the thirteen kings, and Xuanyuan Ge and the others are happy to see the hunt, and they will inevitably have to hook up.

Jiang Tian purchased a batch of equipment for refining third-order pills and returned to the temporary residence arranged by Zhonghai Island early.

"The Holy Blood Pill is a third-order pill, although I can already refine it, but for the sake of safety, I should practice it first."

After returning to his temporary residence, Jiang Tian took out the newly purchased Sanpin Dan furnace and began refining the ancient recipe Sanpin Spirit Pill.

Soon, it was midnight.

"Master!"

Just when Jiang Tian finished refining a furnace of Dan, the voice of Tianhong Baoyu sounded in his ears.

He was not surprised, put the refined pill into the Qiankun Ding, and walked towards the ancient forest behind his residence.

"Whew!"

Coming to the depths of the ancient forest, Tianhong Baoyu swept out of the canopy of an ancient tree.

Jiang Tian asked, "How was it in the morning?" ”

"Master, the little slave and Tianhong Nebula have a move, regardless of victory or defeat......"

"In the end, the martial king intervened, and the little slave obeyed his master's orders and did not entangle with him."

"Not bad."

Jiang Tian nodded.

"Master, Lingzhou is for you."

At this time, Tianhong Baoyu handed the shrunken spirit boat to Jiang Tian.

In the morning, he received Jiang Tian's order, and just now he collected the spirit boat in a unique way and specially sent it to Jiang Tian.

"The host ......"

After Jiang Tian put away the spirit boat, Tianhong Baoyu said to Jiang Tian again: "The little slave listens to what the father and emperor say......

"This battle of geniuses of all nations is unusual, and it seems to be related to a major ...... of chance."

"The mechanics of the tournament are likely to be adjusted accordingly, so you'd better prepare first."

"A big chance at stake?"

"What chance will it be the turn of the geniuses of the countries?"

Jiang Tian will be suspicious, if there is a fate, how can the Dragon Martial God Dynasty not monopolize it, this is mostly the news of chasing the wind and catching the wind.

"Master, if you're all right, the little slave will leave."

After telling the matter, Tianhong Baoyu lowered his head and asked Jiang Tian for instructions.

"Let's go."

Tianhong Baoyu is just a tool for Jiang Tian, how can he be kept if he has nothing to do.

"Yes!"

Tianhong Baoyu nodded yes, but looked at Jiang Tian with hopeful eyes, and did not retreat for a long time.

"Is there anything else?"

Jiang Tian asked a little unhappily.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Tianhong Baoyu obviously had something to say, but he didn't dare to say it.

"If you have something to say, say it."

Jiang Tian couldn't help frowning, he didn't want to get entangled with Tianhong Baoyu.

"The host ......"

Tianhong Baoyu took a deep breath and asked Jiang Tiandao with a look of courage: "Can the little slave lick your beautiful boots again?" ”

"Licking your boots can make the little slave feel extremely satisfied, can you fulfill the little slave's little wish?"

"Meet your sister!"

When Jiang Tian heard this, his face turned green, and he directly reprimanded angrily: "Get out!" ”

"Yes, damn it, little slave, I'll get out, I'll get out!"

Jiang Tian was originally angry, but as a result, Tianhong Baoyu immediately rolled on the ground and rolled out as if he had heard the sound of the Holy Decree.

When he got up, he immediately returned to a warm and jade-like appearance, which was really ridiculous.

Because there were still a few days before the start of the preliminary competition, Jiang Tian practiced and alchemized in his residence, and rarely went out.

By the time he reached the preliminary competition, he had already refined three hundred drops of dragon blood, and his physical strength had reached two thousand six hundred tigers.

Cultivation has also improved the three tricks, reaching the level of the four tricks of Wuhou.

Early in the morning of the preliminary competition, Jiang Tian cultivated a little late, and went later than everyone else.

When I came to the meeting place of the preliminary round, it was already crowded.

Zhonghai Island designated a location for each region, so he quickly found Xuanyuan Ge and the others.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince!"

Seeing Jiang Tian, everyone immediately gathered around.

A look of shame and anger was evident on their faces.

Jiang Tian saw that Yun Yao had a red and swollen palm print on his face, and his face couldn't help but sink.

He asked Yun Yao, "What's the matter?" ”

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince......"

Seeing that Yun Yao wanted to speak and stopped, Xuanyuan Ge was about to speak.

"Xuanyuan, don't say it!"

Yun Yao immediately showed an anxious look, obviously not wanting to cause trouble to Jiang Tian.

"What's the matter, say!"

Jiang Tian is not a person who is afraid of things, not to mention that blindly forbearance can never be exchanged for dignity, so he said to Xuanyuan Ge in a slightly cold voice.

Xuanyuan Ge couldn't help it, and immediately said with hatred: "Just now we met people from several vassal countries of the Tianhua Ancient Kingdom......

"They said that His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince actually peeked at Murong Xiaodi, it was really shameless, smelly, and shameless, and it was not a good thing to say that we were not a good thing......"

"Yun Yao said, take a look at what's wrong, and there won't be a piece of meat missing......"

"The other party slapped Yun Yao in the middle of a martial art."

Jiang Tian's face became even colder, and he asked lightly: "Let the family slap ......"

"Didn't you leave without saying a word?"

People don't have the strength to forbear, but if they are submissive in this situation, it will be too bloodless.