Surabaya Tang Shi You stood up, no matter what the record is, his group will basically not be too different, sooner or later it will be verified, it is better to be simpler.

Shi You took out a short knife, which was rusty, but the handle of the knife had a pattern of a fierce beast, which must have been an old object of the demon clan back then.

Tongtian Heng also tilted slightly, and quickly regained its balance.

"Seventy-two martial arts."

Shi You nodded, not much different from what he expected.

Next up are Dragon Frost and Ximen Sword Disease.

The number of Dragon Frost Martial Orders is equal to that of the previous two, sixty-three.

Ximen Jianjian sneered, and looked at the few people behind him, sorry everyone.

Then he took out a short knife similar to Shi You's, but it was smaller in size, and it seemed more appropriate to call it a dagger.

The short knife is not stained with the slightest trace of dust and rust, and the handle is as if it has just been baked.

The blade has a downward tiger pattern on both sides, and the roar of the tiger can be faintly heard in front of it.

Guanyin Zhai Moying was a little suspicious, this should have been the treasure she chose, but Ximen Jianjian said that the Wuling grass handed over to her was more precious, so she didn't think much about it and exchanged it with him at that time.

From this point of view, Ximen Jianji's mind is still quite deep.

The balance began to tilt, and the angle was naturally greater than before, and the balance was quickly restored.

Simon Jianjian stared at the back with his eyes, hoping to pop up an astronomical number.

"One hundred and seventy-two martial arts."

Ximen Jianjian was comfortable, and this feeling of being far ahead was really good.

But Han Xing and the others stopped doing it, and ran over and asked, "Why is there such a big gap between you and us, did you do something?" ”

Ximen Jian was unhurried: "At that time, the choice of treasures was my own choice, which is no wonder to me, and our group may not be my highest." ”

"You have already broken 100, who can surpass you?"

Ximen Jianjian sneered: "It's not me who thinks deeper. ”

Mo Ying suddenly felt a little bad, could it be true that he was tricked by Ximen Jianji?

The ink shadow slowly moved forward, placing the Wuling grass on top of the Tongtian Balance.

Sure enough, Tongtianheng's tilt angle was greater than that of Ximen Jianji.

"Two hundred and thirty-three martial arts."

Mo Ying's eyes widened, it was really higher than Simon's sword strength, this person didn't lie to her, did he really misunderstand him? Is this person really for his own good?

But Moying always felt that something was wrong, but he just couldn't say it.

The elders who were watching were also amazed, they were able to reach two hundred and thirty-three martial arts, I am afraid that except for the few people in the Infinite Palace, it should be the highest.

Ximen Jianjian said to a few people: "Look, if I play tricks, how can I explain the martial arts treasures that are higher than me?" ”

Hanxing has nothing to say, if it is to play yin, with the personality of Ximen Sword Disease, he will definitely get the highest martial arts, what is the problem here?

That half of the yellow incense?

But how does Simon's sword disease work?

Several people were a little confused about this person's pulse.

Ximen Jianjian naturally hugged his fist at Mo Ying: "Congratulations to Senior Sister Mo Ying, with such a high result, I'm afraid the first place this time should be you." ”

Seeing that the other party was so natural, Mo Ying might have really misunderstood him.

"Thank you Senior Brother Simon for forbearing the pain, and the follow-up checkpoint Moying will definitely share the worries of Senior Brother Ximen."

"It's too much."

Shen Chaoge looked at the two of them, keenly aware of a subtle abnormality.

With Ximen Sword's self-righteous temperament, how could he be willing to let Moying get the best, there must be a problem.

But Shen Chaoge didn't know what specific means Ximen Jianjian would play.

Yuan Gui looked at Monk Yizhen and Shen Chaoge and the others.

"Who's coming next?"

The monk Yizhen was busy drinking, and the observation appeared first.

It is not known what the specific effect of the observation is a gourd, but he must have reached the tenth distance, and there is certainly no difference.

The balance tilted at an angle of nearly a third, and the balance was restored much more slowly.

"Seven hundred and sixty-two martial arts."

"Wow."

Everyone didn't expect that there would be a gap, but they didn't guess that there would be such a big gap, and they were ahead of more than 600 people.

Ran Si nodded with satisfaction.

The elders were also a little surprised, this kind of gap, others came to be afraid that it was just a foil, a gap that could not be crossed.

And there are still three people who have not verified, and the devil knows if there will be a record-breaking treasure.

The most surprising thing was Ximen Sword Disease, how could there be such a big difference, only a few clear winds were just a few distances.

The cold stars and the others also couldn't hide their feelings of loss, and it was really their sadness to compete with the infinite palace and a few people on the same stage.

Wen Fuyao twisted his hips, his eyes were charming, as if he wanted to hook away the soul of the whole scene.

What Wen Fuyao took out was a mutton fat jade bottle, the effect is also unknown, and it is possible to call someone else's name and inhale it.

The angle of tilt is almost the same as that of the view, but slightly lower.

"Seven hundred and fifty-three martial arts."

Wen Fuyao was a little unwilling, and ran to the Yizhen monk and scolded angrily: "Stinky monk, didn't you say that this bottle is the best?" Why is it less than looking at the kid? ”

Monk Yizhen touched his bald head and subconsciously dodged back: "It's all the same distance, the ghost knows which one is more valuable, I just think this bottle is more worthy of your peerless appearance." ”

Wen Fuyao immediately heard the meaning of the words, saying that she was the vase next to Pei Ran!

Wen Fuyao immediately smashed the mutton fat jade net bottle towards the true monk.

The real monk was shocked, if this thing was broken, there would be no place to pay for it.

"Something that doesn't work!"

Wen Fuyao scolded, glanced at Pei Ran unwillingly, and walked back angrily.

Monk Yizhen whispered: "Senior Sister Wen, I use this thing, or not?" ”

"If you say one more thing, I'll let you cut off your children and grandchildren!"

Monk Yizhen poured a sip of wine to relieve the embarrassment: "Alas, it's useless to give you a chance, who knows who will use this thing of mine!" ”

Wen Fuyao immediately took out the rainstorm pear flower spear from the eight-foot mirror and killed the monk Yizhen.

The latter hurriedly ran away, not forgetting to bring the wine jar.

Pei Ran ignored the nonsense of the two and walked forward alone.

It's like a species like a ginseng, and I can't tell what it is, and I don't know what it does.

The tilt of the Tongtian scale is almost half, and the recovery speed is even slower.

"Nine hundred and eighty-eight martial arts!"

"Boom!"

Everyone in the audience, whether it was an elder or a disciple, even Yuan Gui's eyes widened.

It broke the historical record directly.

That piece of ginseng has such a rare value?

"Congratulations to Elder Ran."

"This time he led the team to create an unprecedented record, and it can be regarded as a result on the stage in the Infinite Palace."

"It's worthy of being the first sect, I'm convinced!"

Ximen Jianjian and others said that it was false not to be shocked, knowing the gap, but they were far from expecting that it would be widened again, to the extent of breaking the record.

Shi You sighed: "I don't know if I was born in the same era as these monsters in the Infinite Palace, whether I should celebrate or accept my fate." ”

Han Xing also shook his head: "I'm afraid that I can only use these few people as stepping stones in this life." ”

Ximen Jianjian sneered: "The Infinite Palace is naturally strong, isn't there still Shen Chaoge who is not on it?" ”

Ximen Qing's original joy has long disappeared, and the top three of Ximen Jianjian are still convinced, but this is clearly the top three.

Don't blame Simon for his sword disease, I can only blame these little cubs for being too strong.

Yizhen monk escaped from Wen Fuyao's "pursuit".

Hurriedly threw a gourd to Guan Zhao, and said, "Help me verify it!" "Keep running for your life.

It's much smaller than the one you took out from the view, it's much more delicate, and it's purple and gold.

The purple gold red gourd must have the same effect as the mutton fat jade net bottle.

It's also difficult for Yizhen Monk to find a pair of items with the same effect, which is obviously signaling to Wen Fuyao, and the two can have an in-depth exchange.

"Seven hundred and fifty-three martial arts."

Sure enough, it was exactly the same value as Wen Fuyao's mutton fat jade net bottle.

Guan Zhao shook his head, and he didn't know when he would be able to make Monk Yizhen meet an opponent who could get serious.

Everyone can also see that Yizhen Monk is simply a playful attitude, but he has such strength and capital.

Although they did not surpass Pei Ran's record, they were all disciples of the Infinite Palace, and the significance was not very great, and it was enough for the disciples who participated.

Han Xing whistled at Qu Chang: "Senior Brother Qu, you are afraid of being embarrassed, and you don't dare to come forward to verify?" I can't hide, I won't laugh too loudly, don't worry. ”

Qu Chang sneered and walked forward slowly.