"Floating ......"

"You, you won the first place?"

Tang Xin's tone trembled slightly, and he asked in disbelief.

Chen Fusheng nodded, smiling without saying a word.

"This ......"

Tang Xin looked at Jiang Ni, who was also shocked and speechless.

It's just that the altar of Chaochunlou Temple has not been established, and it only competes for some meager luck that has been spilled out, so the imaginary form of the altar in Jiang Ni's palm is completely suppressed, and it can't be displayed at all.

Since it can't be shown, the two of them are masters and apprentices, naturally they don't know what the ending is, they don't know who is the leader, they only know that their own Changmen must have lost.

Tang Xin and Jiang Ni's surprise was not to underestimate Chen Fusheng's strength.

Although Chen Fusheng has extraordinary mysterious strength, the competition for Baoqi Town's luck is not one person's strength, but requires the help of the team and goes hand in hand.

For example, Li Yuanbi, the old slave Tan Toad under his command is a hundred-year-old sea toad demon, and he cultivates in the three realms, which can drive the five poisonous evil things to help.

Not to mention Song Chongyang, there are two generals under his command, Jiao Meng, both of whom are in the Three Realms, with old and spicy methods, and they also know the technique of "Tao Strategy Sand Table", which is invincible.

As for Ji Pheasant, he is even more menacing, backed by the grace of Tuoba Devouring Tiger, I don't know how many secrets he has hidden, and he vows to take the spirit kiln.

Daomen, soldiers, and hunters, these three masters are all the choice of Tianjiao, and they have the strength of the three realms with the temple altar in their bodies. All of them are capable generals, and they are all cultivators of the Three Realms.

The main general will be the vanguard in the front, and his subordinates will sweep around the perimeter in order to win.

In such a comparison, Chen Fusheng is extremely weak.

Changmen has already lost so badly, even if Chen Fusheng is strong personally, how much stronger can he be, and how much luck can he fight for?

So Tang Xin and Jiang Ni were extremely shocked by this result.

Chen Fusheng saw that the two of them were speechless for a long time, and couldn't help but smile:

"What's the matter? Uncle Shi and Miss Jiang Ni, don't you want to believe it?"

"No, no, no!"

Tang Xin waved his hand again and again, and immediately after waking up, he was happy and happy, stroking his palms and laughing:

"Hahaha, Fusheng, you have such a proud achievement, it's too late for me to be happy, how can I question it! Changmen chose you as the watchman, it is the most important decision in my life! Haha......"

Jiang Ni was also happy, but after a while, he frowned slightly:

"Master, Senior Brother Fusheng, the three of them, what if they don't recognize you as the winner?"

As soon as these words came out, the hall was silent.

Tang Xin's smile receded, and he nodded in a deep voice:

"Xiao Nizi also makes sense, Fusheng, you are the leader of your own temple altar, but you are not Changmen. This bet doesn't count you......"

The roaring dog stood behind Chen Fusheng, and suddenly became ferocious:

"Those few plagued villains have also sent killers to stop them, how can they not know that my master is competing? If they are not convinced, then they will hit the door and beat them to be convinced!"

Jiang Ni looked at Chen Fusheng with a pair of wonderful eyes, and slowly shook his head:

"Senior Brother Fusheng, you are now the target of everyone. The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Don't act rashly, calm down and manage it well, and you will definitely expect the spiritual kiln to be successful!"

Tang Xin also sighed secretly, and comforted softly:

"Little Nizi is right, Fusheng, you have the potential to succeed in the Spirit Kiln, you must not provoke more hostility from the three of them...... You don't care if you win or lose the bet. ”

Jiang Ni and Tang Xin both recognized the "Defeat Book" covenant between the two sides, coupled with Chen Fusheng's grace of saving his life repeatedly, so in their hearts, they naturally hoped that Chen Fusheng could safely take over the master of the spirit kiln.

"In the gambling contract, there are a total of nine 'luck Danzhu', how can you abandon it?"

Chen Fusheng smiled and did not stop at all.

"Forget it, Fusheng, let's admit defeat once, and it doesn't matter. In the future, wait for the little mud to get out, and then make long-term plans. ”

Tang Xin persuaded him softly again, not wanting Chen Fusheng to have a battle of will.

Chen Fusheng still just smiled, raised his palm, and said slowly:

"Uncle Shi, Miss Jiang Ni, before I came, I pondered a lot along the way, and I already had some plans. ”

He opened his palm, pointed to his altar, and then to the extremely faint veins everywhere:

"You see, I've connected South Street and Middle Street all into my palm. The surrounding aftermath was faintly visible, and only I could see it. ”

"Chaochun Lou Changmen Temple Altar, on the south side, slightly in the middle of the street. ”

"If I push the Changmen Altar to boost my luck in one fell swoop and occupy the remaining momentum of these surrounding veins, I can connect the Changmen vein with my own vein, and share the same thing. ”

Chen Fusheng raised his head, and there was a faint arrogance in his eyes with heterochromatic eyes, and he said indifferently:

"You and I are inseparable. At that time, who can say that I am not a watchman and have guarded the luck of Changmen?"

After Tang Xin and Jiang Ni stared carefully, they couldn't help but be surprised and delighted.

This is naturally feasible! And it is reasonable, and the evidence is conclusive!

But after rejoicing, the two of them stiffened again.

Tang Xin smiled bitterly:

"Floating life, this is the truth...... However, the geographical qi of Baoqi Town has been completely attacked, and the remnants are gone. If you want to have such an opportunity today, I don't know when, you need to wait for the opportunity......"

Jiang Ni also regained his composure, and said softly:

"Senior Brother Fusheng, let's think about it in the long run. I know you have the heart to help Changmen, but the geographical qi is gone. For a while, it will be difficult to capture more demons and ......."

Before the words fell, Chen Fusheng had already gotten up with a smile.

"Go, go to the underground temple and look at the altar, and you will know. ”

Tang Xin and Jiang Ni both followed Chen Fusheng with puzzled expressions. Everyone went out of the attic, turned into the incense room, opened the underground steps of the temple, and walked down the steps.

After going down to the ground, Chen Fusheng looked around and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

The atmosphere before this place is unpredictable and magnificent. But now it looks like a disgrace, and although there are a lot of traces of restoration, it is still difficult to stop the decline.

"I'll make up for my troubles......"

Chen Fusheng silently walked to the altar where the nine walls were connected, like a strange-shaped well.

Tang Xin and Jiang Ni stood beside them, anxiously waiting for a miracle.

The whistling dog seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth pulled into a hehehe.

Really.

Chen Fusheng's wrist flipped, and the "Futu Mother Lock" was displayed in his palm.

He poured his mana into it, raised the hole at the bottom, and poured it into the altar.

Sneer......

It was like hundreds of black lines, loaches, and terrifying black illusions, like rivers flowing into the sea, all of them forced to fall into the altar.

Fu Hum ~~

Above the mouth of the altar well, there was a sudden glow!

Colorful and colorful light and shadow, like a blowout, straight to the sky!

"This!!"

Tang Xin and Jiang Ni suddenly lost their color.

Meanwhile.

Jiang Ni's palm was hot, and she raised her palm tremblingly.

It can be seen that the altar of Chaochunlou Temple is in a high-spirited momentum, jumping suddenly in the palm, entrenched on the side of South Street, and the virtual form is uncontrollable.

Several filament veins at the edge, rapidly excited, converge towards the south and middle sides.

Due to the fact that the geographical qi of Baoqi Town has passed, all the temples and altars that exist are in a state of stagnation.

Only the Changmen Altar is the only one, and it will quickly catch up with the momentum of the future.

After about a dozen breaths.

The thousands of yin souls poured out by Chen Fusheng were all sacrificed to the altar of Changmen.

And Jiang Ni's palm, the veins on the edge of his altar, as Chen Fusheng said, are closely connected with South Street, Middle Street, and a coherent line.

At a glance, there are already two eye-catching thick lines, plus countless connecting thin lines around them, forming a comprehensive trend. Regardless of each other, water and milk resonate.

"Hahahaha!!"

Tang Xin was so excited that he laughed loudly regardless of his image, hugged Chen Fusheng's arm, and said excitedly:

"Fusheng, it is really a great kindness and righteousness! I never imagined that you would actually leave a back hand! Changmen has you as a watchman, it is really the most important decision of my life! Hahaha......"

Jiang Ni was also overjoyed, no longer returning to the cold temperament of the past, and trembling in his voice:

"Changmen...... Already...... It's already more than the vein of the hunter Ji Pheasant!"

In the palm of her hand, except for Chen Fusheng, only Ji Pheasant took the lead. But at this moment, the veins of the Changmen Altar have caught up and slightly exceeded.

The Howling Dog stood beside him, laughing for the first time without saying a word, and only read in his heart:

"Hmph, half of the ghost suppressed by my master is transformed by the old locust tree, which is extraordinary. The other half is the nightmare related to the night walk of a hundred ghosts, which is even more extraordinary! What is the difficulty of surpassing a few villains! Hmph......"

......

......

At this moment.

The most prosperous area of the squire wealthy household on the West Street of Baoqi Town.

A pavilion with a simple appearance and luxury everywhere, the lights are brilliant.

Disheveled~~

Clang~~

Rumble~~

In the palatial living room, all kinds of delicate utensils were smashed to pieces.

Ji Pheasant was disheveled, gritted his teeth, kept picking up what was visible at hand, and smashed it wildly, venting the resentment in his heart.

Yue Feiqun and Mao Kongtong avoided each other with an embarrassed face, and they didn't dare to persuade them.

"Damn nobodies!!"

"Why didn't he die? How dare he insult me like this!!"

"I'm the 'Divine Order Hunter' of the Tiger Devouring Spirit Mountain! The only one! The special one! With all my hard work, can I get this result??"

"I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced!!"

"What is he, how dare he fight alone? He is inferior to me in every way, where can he compare with me? You say, how can I lose? How can I lose to him?"

Ji Pheasant vented hysterically, like a shrew who had been robbed of her beloved object, her round face was hideous, and a trace of wrinkles cracked and diverged at the corners of her eyes.

Yue Feiqun and Mao Kongtong were beside them, trembling for a while.

After a while, seeing that Ji Pheasant didn't smash it again, Yue Feiqun smiled bitterly again:

"Miss Ji Pheasant, although that kid has won the luck of the two streets...... But, but, our bet can be regarded as a win......"

Mao Kongtong had a gloomy face, and he also sighed and said:

"Yes, Miss Ji Pheasant, you have already won the bet of the three families...... Although that kid is not dead, it is not too late for us to settle the gambling contract and find his bad luck......"

Ji Pheasant listened to the persuasion, and then took a few deep breaths angrily, stopped the hatred and resentment surging in his heart, and sat back on the chair that had not yet fallen.

"Victory, I must have won!"

"Three bets, that kid doesn't exist. I won Li Yuanbi and Song Chongyang, as well as the little slut of Changmen. But how can this miserable victory make up for my hard work?"

Ji Pheasant's face was gloomy, and after a while, he shook his palm and said in a deep voice:

"It's okay! When I decide the victory, humiliate Li Yuanbi and Song Chongyang, and then find that kid to settle the grievances! I just don't believe it, what kind of means does he have......

The voice has not yet fallen.

Her face was suddenly shocked.

Hurry up and open the palm of your hand to watch.

A new altar leaps into the palm of your hand, and the void is unleashed!

It is the altar of Chaochun Lou Changmen.

Moreover, the momentum of the altar's luck vein has surpassed that of the hunter.

Rumble~~

The chair under Ji Pheasant's seat and the table at hand were all turned into powder.

"Ahh

"How so, what the hell is going on??"

Ji Pheasant's face was distorted and deformed in an instant, and she almost went crazy on the spot!