Even though the Dharma Fighting Festival is held once every ten years, each Taoist temple attaches great importance to it, because if it wins, it can instantly become famous in the Five Divine Prefectures. The Taoist temple is famous, and there are many gods who come to settle in.

"Although the Taoist temples are all composed of scattered gods, some famous Taoist temples, even the ancient tribes, should not be underestimated. Someone sighed.

Everyone lined up to enter the border city, and there were several special spiritual guides inside, and they were taken to the inn where they stayed.

On the way, Zhuo Yifan saw all kinds of arrogant and conceited Taoist protégés, some rode in groups on the streets of fierce spirits, and some regarded themselves as arrogant, extremely irritable, and did it directly without speculation.

"Ahh

A middle-aged Dao Xiu screamed, he was arguing with a young Dao Xiu, but the other party actually poked him blind in one eye.

Immediately, the Taoist temples represented by the two sides fought, dozens of people, directly on the street, the rune light appeared, the divine energy was like the sea, and there was an instant riot!

Zhuo Yifan is embarrassed, this kind of fight is definitely not a shrew scolding the streets and splashing all over the ground, dozens of people, and they are all gods. If there is a fight on the spot, this street will definitely be razed to the ground in an instant.

"There will be time to fight the Fa, what are you arguing about here? Only the weak people will shout here and grandstand!" In the second floor of the surrounding tavern, a young man's eyes shone lightly, and he took a sip of a pot of wine into his mouth. felt that the people on the street had ruined his Yaxing.

"What do you have to do!" Both sides immediately reprimanded.

The young man seemed to flick his fingers slightly, and a sword light, with a strange arc, swept almost invisible to the naked eye, and in an instant, the heads of these dozens of people immediately fell to the ground.

Immediate time. Rivers of blood flowed down the streets. He glanced at it in surprise. Two words came out of his mouth: "Noise!"

The streets were silent, many people were frightened, they were all gods, this young man was so terrifying, his swordsmanship was so superb, he killed dozens of gods in an instant! Killing gods is like killing chickens and dogs!

Han Languan saw that the faces of several little Dao children turned pale, and several adult Dao people immediately covered their eyes and prevented them from looking at them. Grew up in the Celestial Realm. The weakest is also the god realm, but even if they became gods at a young age, they haven't seen much of the world, and they are even more cruel and sinister that they can't see people's hearts.

Although, this scene is by no means the first time they have seen it. On the eve of every fighting festival, the gods compete for hegemony, and it is the norm to fight between male and female, and it is naturally inevitable to kill bloody, but at their age, they can't help but be frightened every time they see it.

"Don't look at it. Let's go. lest you get involved in a fight. The Dao Xiu who was in charge of guiding the way woke up a few little Dao boys, and he sighed. Shook his head. Because this scene has become commonplace.

Before leaving, Zhuo Yifan didn't forget to glance at the young man, and always felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't say it.

"He's a dragon. Donald only glanced at it and spoke slowly.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment, and it should be that this seemed to be a deliberate accusation to himself. How could the people of the dragon clan come here, could it be that the Nine Dragons King is also here?

These are unknown at the moment, but the mystery of Donald Guan is even more in his heart, who is this person, Zhuo Yifan is really curious.

The next morning, the huge border city was in a bustle, and many people stayed up all night, just closing their eyes and concentrating, waiting for the dawn to come. Even a few little Taoist children in Hanlanguan were so excited that they didn't sleep.

As soon as the morning arrived, a group of people were teleported to the central battlefield through a special magic circle. The Fighting Festival will be held here.

However, before the festival had officially begun, the terrifying boy from yesterday appeared early, accompanied by a familiar figure.

It was a woman, curly and colorful, with a beautiful figure, shining with black silk, a slightly hanging plain skirt, walking towards the platform.

"It's her!" Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan's heart was shocked, revealing a look of surprise, and he recognized this person almost at a glance.

Xi and the godhead, the inheritor of the law of time, the number one disciple of the great palace master of the Cave Heaven Blessing Palace!

"She's also here to compete?" Zhuo Yifan thought in his heart, not only because this person was difficult to deal with, but also because the appearance of this person confirmed some of his thoughts. Now that the floating tide has appeared, it is very likely that the Nine Dragons King, including those of the clan who have offended him, will come here.

"I've seen the Lord of the Floating Tide Palace!" As the floating tide appeared in front of the public, an old man also squeezed up from the crowd, came to her in three steps and two steps, and bowed.

He is an old god who has stopped in the realm of the Holy Spirit and has presided over the Fighting Fa for many years.

Fuxi nodded, modest and magnificent, and said, "This time, I am not representing the Fu Palace, but participating in the fighting for the Sun and Moon Taoist Temple, and there is no need to be polite to preside." On the contrary, I have to ask the host to help me ask something here. ”

In private, they had already said it in advance, so the old host nodded hurriedly, and then looked in all directions and said, "Everyone, I will preside over the East Saint Continent Fighting Law Venue this time. I would also like to thank all of you for coming from all over the Eastern Holy Continent to participate in this fight. You can come here, it means that you are the identity and strength, and I believe that your news is also well-informed. ”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, didn't they say that it was a fighting method? Why did they still ask about the matter?

The host stepped forward a few steps forward to the center of the vast battlefield, took out a jade cylinder from his arms, and urged with divine energy, and a picture scroll unfolded in the air with the air shadow.

I saw that the picture scroll was glowing, frozen in the void, and the strange force flowed, this was a young man, dressed plainly, but obviously extraordinary, especially the eyes with extraordinary Dao rhyme, just in the picture scroll, but as if to come to life.

"Have any of you seen this man?" asked Floating Tide.

"Who is this person?"

"It's just a stunned young man, why bother to be so excited. "Some people are also dissatisfied, this is clearly a fighting festival, how can they still find people? It's a waste of time.

"Phew!"

The sword qi was invisible, as if projected from the void, and the young man beside Fuxi glanced at it coldly, and in the snap of his fingers, this person's clothes suddenly collapsed, and he became an exhibitionist in public.

Everyone changed color, who is this young man, he is absolutely powerful! But he looks definitely not old, and there is a vitality in his body, which makes many young gods who have practiced for thousands of years have a sense of frustration.

The old host was embarrassed, he pointed to the scroll, and said, "Don't lose your words, in a sense, finding this young man is more important than fighting the Fa Club." ”

There was a discussion in the room, and then many people shook their heads, indicating that they had not seen this person.

Only Zhuo Yifan was silent, because the person painted in the scroll was himself. He didn't expect that Fu Gong would have such a great ability, and he would come to the upper realm. And the action was swift, unfolding further wanted.

Fortunately, he had changed his appearance beforehand, and no one could recognize him.

"What kind of person is this?" Many people live in the upper realm, and they are not clear about the things in the lower realm, so naturally they have never heard of Zhuo Yifan's name.

"A nether adversary. The old host replied lightly, looked at everyone, and said.

"It turned out to be a person in the Demon Dao, hehe, naturally there is a great power to clean him up. "Some people are still laughing, not knowing what is at stake.

The old host was helpless and continued: "He is the devil of the devil's way!"

The Devil's Way of the Devil?

The scene was silent, and I was even more curious, what was sacred that could make this old host speak like this?

"What did he do that made people so angry?" someone asked.

"He made trouble in the emperor's tomb and beheaded the sundae!" the old host said.

"He destroyed the Peng clan!" the old host said again.

He ...... Destroy the Kowloon!" the old host said again.

Many people's hearts are already trembling, oh my God, the picture scroll is actually the young man who destroyed Kowloon in rumor.

"He is the master of the Heavenly Gate of the Nether Realm, the master of the Blood Hell......! Six Ways!" Speaking of this, the old host's mouth trembled. Because this teenager's resume is so terrifying, almost unprecedented.

However, this is not all, I saw a floating tide on the side.

After looking around, she had sharp eyes, spoke softly, and said, "According to reliable information, he has come." Came to the upper realm, maybe...... It's among you!" (To be continued......) R1292