On the long street, in the drizzle, the colorful oil-paper umbrellas are constantly changing like a long dragon, although the warrior's five qi and smallpox are empowered, you can drop the rain without touching your body, but you will always swing to other places, everyone will "swing" together, a little strange, and the nature of heaven and earth is sometimes a kind of practice.

Xin Zhuo didn't have an umbrella and didn't know where to buy it.

Li Guangling and Gou Xianxian did not follow, they were afraid of death and did not dare to come.

He estimated the hour, afraid that it was past the hour, so he had to speed up his pace, this side just turned a long street, and suddenly there was a burst of exclamation in front, a large piece of oil-paper umbrellas were scraped into the air in a mess, and some people shouted and scolded angrily, and stopped again in an instant.

I saw that in mid-air, two figures, one black and one white, swept by, the speed was amazing, and the momentum was like a fierce beast, mixed with wisps of indescribable strong martial rhyme.

Two masters who have surpassed the realm of heaven and man, chasing for their lives?

"Dangdang ......"

The umbrellas around were messy, and the glazed tiles on the palaces on both sides of the street were lifted and fell, shaking endlessly.

The two figures were in the distance in an instant, but Xin Zhuo could still see it clearly at a glance, one of them was Han Jiulang in armor, and the other seemed to be a woman, dressed in white, but with two horns on her head, and her appearance was strange.

Not only that, Wu Tiange, the young master of Dayuan in the east, and seven or eight other people were like rainbows, rolling up the rain, chasing and intercepting from the other direction, and the terrifying killing intent filled the small half of the city.

"Jiusihai, Dayuan in the east, Taichong Holy Land and Bauhinia Holy Land working together to pursue a woman? What's going on? ”

There was a warrior in front of him who was surprised and puzzled.

Someone said: "It has been a long time since the Heavenly Cave Master of the Holy Land of the World was born, and it is normal for some evil people from the ancient times to come. It is said that in the future, there will be ten thousand races coming, and this is the beginning of the real martial arts prosperity. ”

Everyone recalled their umbrellas and scattered, Xin Zhuo looked at the direction where Han Jiulang's group of people left, and there were some doubts in his heart, when he didn't come to the Holy City before, he saw so many masters gathered in the Holy City, and he thought that they were all coming for the Buddhist secret scriptures, or some kind of Ten Thousand Stone Conference, in order to open a more precious true source, but in the past few days, I have found that these people do not seem to be particularly keen on open source.

So, what is the purpose of their gathering in the Holy City?

……

"Fengxian Pavilion" stone workshop.

More than a dozen masters of the Super Sect, the Holy Land and the Cave Heaven had been waiting in the attic for a long time, and the thousands of masters on the pavilion road below were also silently watching, looking very puzzled.

"Booming ......"

Ji Bixuan, the king of Daqianjing, held an umbrella and stood silently in the middle of the white jade road, the drizzle kept patting the umbrella, his face was extremely calm, calm as if he was silent.

Behind him, there were seven or eight masters of the Great Cadres, all with gloomy expressions, and one of them said with a sharp voice: "Your Highness, why wait? Losing face for nothing, maybe he slipped away long ago. ”

Ji Bixuan chuckled: "First of all, I feel that he is still in the city, and secondly, he is worth waiting, this king must at least prove that he is a straw bag and a coward."

Ji Min, the palace woman with a slender waist, her eyelids trembled slightly, and said, "Your Highness......"

Ji Bixuan looked at her: "Don't speak, I don't want to listen to you, you have been by Your Majesty's side since you were a child, and you are really as stubborn as her."

Ji Min and a group of old men's faces changed slightly: "Your Highness is cautious!"

Ji Bixuan shrugged.

"Brother Ji!"

Not far away, the window lattice of an attic suddenly opened, making a soft "squeak" sound, and the surrounding warriors looked at it one after another.

I saw Chu Youyun, the young master of the Chu clan of the ancient emperor of Beihai, leaning against the windowsill, knocking melon seeds, his black hair on his temples hanging down, swaying with the wind and rain, and asked, "Who are you waiting for?" What makes you so patient is curious at the bottom. ”

"Bear with curiosity, don't look at it, noisy!" Ji Bixuan didn't have the slightest politeness.

The warriors from all directions were stunned in an instant, the descendant of the ancient queen of the Beihai Sea, the young master of the super clan from ancient times, and the prince of Daqian was like this......

Chu Youyun was also stunned for a moment, and the action of swallowing melon seeds stopped.

After living for so long, no one has dared to speak to him like this.

"His Royal Highness King Jing!"

The so-called lord humiliated the ministers to death, and an old slave behind him said coldly: "Please be polite to the young master of my family, the two families in the province are ugly."

Ji Bixuan chuckled, as if he was joking, but the words he said were shocking: "Why should I be polite to you deflated three?" I'm not in a good mood now, and if I get angry, I'll destroy your Chu clan, shave all the beards of your saints, and use them as donkeys for me to ride!" ”

"You...... My Chu clan is not only a saint! The old man was furious.

Ji Bixuan said lightly: "Then pull your holy master out of the dog hole and raise it as a dog."

The old man's face turned pale.

"His Royal Highness King Jing has such a big temper that no one is allowed to speak."

Chu Youyun, who dominated the north for 38,000 miles and was known as the second day, suddenly lowered the window lattice, and spoke softly like a little girl.

There was silence all around, and thousands of people were even breathing lightly.

It's just that many people have a little curiosity on their faces, and the Chu clan and the Great Qiansheng Dynasty, the descendants of the ancient emperor of Beihai, don't seem to be at the same level......

When did the Great Qiansheng Dynasty become so domineering?

"Pop ......"

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the direction of the courtyard gate, and the crowd looked one after another, only to see that the person who came was a young man with an ordinary face, wearing a green cloth robe, and his long black hair was tied into a high ponytail at will, and he walked with his bare hands.

"Is that him?" Someone asked.

It's him!

Ji Bixuan, who had just been furious, suddenly showed a smile on his face and said, "I knew you would come."

Xin Zhuo frowned, and looked at Ji Bixuan's whole body carefully, this grandson really recognized his new and disguised face at a glance, how did he recognize it? Some kind of mystical martial arts?

At this time, when he arrived at Ji Bixuan's side, he glanced at the dense high-realm martial artists around him, and the hot eyes of countless Dao Ming, only to feel that his scalp was numb, there were too many masters, once something went wrong, he ran without land, he was shocked, and said: "Let's be smart, how to bet?"

Ji Bixuan's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "This is Fengxian Pavilion, the largest stone workshop in the Holy City, there are all kinds of embryo stones in heaven, earth and people, we choose one hundred, one person has three chances, and the winner of the four wins, how about it?"

Xin Zhuo shook his head and said, "It's too troublesome!"

"Oh?" Ji Bixuan chuckled, "How are you going to bet?" Let's talk about it! ”

Xin Zhuo pondered for a moment and said, "Bring all the stone embryos of Fengxian Pavilion here, let's win or lose with one stone!"

"Whatever you want!"

Ji Bixuan laughed and seemed to be very happy, "But we need to talk about the bet first, if you lose, you have to kneel, kowtow three times, say that you are a coward, a scumbag, and then I will personally send you back to the West!" If you win, come with me......"

Xin Zhuo interrupted: "If you win, you can compensate me for 10,000 Heaven or above True Sources!"

The smile on Ji Bixuan's face disappeared a little, and he said, "Yes!"

Said and waved: "Shilai!"

Countless eyes around them stared at the two of them, whispering for a while.

The Great Qianjing King Ji Bixuan has been in the Holy City for a long time, although he is not a true source craftsman, but he has a magical ability to detect the true source, which can be called a must, this person is just a nobody, how dare he make such a big bet?

There are also two chapters, and three o'clock is issued.

(End of chapter)