Chen Sheng and the Tsing Yi scribe walked into the ring, and Lu Su caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Grand Steward Lu said in an unkind tone: "Where did you go?"

Nangong Snowman was quite helpless, "I met a guy who had a lot of grudges with that old beast before, so it took some effort to stop it, and this old thing really got a face." ”

Speaking of which.

Nangong Snowman glanced into the distance, Lu Su followed his gaze, and faced a somewhat embarrassed Realm Suppression Cultivator, who had fought with Liu Jiucheng's master, the Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator, for a chance to break the mirror in his early years.

As a result, it was naturally that the demon cultivator won, and this young monk, who was originally expected to be a primordial baby, has since retreated and retreated, and it was not until this time that the secret realm was opened, and he had some active thoughts.

Lu Su nodded slightly, and let Nangong Snowman lead Gu Liang forward, but it was the evil way ring.

What Gu Liang cultivated was the blood method, and he was an evil path monk who couldn't be more pure, and before that ring, there were also several evil path monks blocking the way, but the number was smaller than that on the other side, only three.

It's not that the evil path is inferior to the righteous path, but that most of the evil monks are eccentric, and there is a bigger reason.

They are poor!

Whether it is the jade needed to enter and exit the secret realm, or the tokens flowing out of the edge stream, they all control the major sects of the righteous path, even if they are circulating in the market, they are mostly sold by a shop, but few people have the courage to snatch them.

Because of this, the three people standing in front of the door refused to back down, and they were in a stalemate with Nangong Snowman.

Gu Liang pondered for a moment, stepped forward and said, "Three seniors, I can promise to hunt for treasure for you, in the name of my Great Luo Sect. ”

"Da Luozong, bullshit, we don't recognize this, if you want to go over, you can either learn from those two boys and slaughter one of us, or you will honestly hand over your life and soul. The one in the center snorted coldly, unconcealing his disdain for the Great Luo Sect.

The other person did not forget to add: "Don't think that this white guy next to you can help you break in, and he won't even want his life for you." ”

Gu Liang's face was ugly, because although this was said very ugly, it was extremely correct.

No matter how much Nangong Snowman needs that magic weapon, he will not put a golden body into it, not to mention that in another ring, there is also the backhand arranged for him by Steward Lu.

Before, Nangong Snowman pulled him along and intercepted the old man who was obviously going to target Liu Jiucheng, Gu Liang already knew that his status in the heart of Nangong Snowman was far inferior to that son of luck.

In other words, it can't compare to Lu Su behind Liu Jiucheng.

Nangong Snowman patted Gu Liang lightly on the shoulder, and said with a light smile: "I told you a long time ago, I don't have much of a strong point, I just talk about credit, and I never lie to people." ”

If it weren't for the true yuan surging in Nangong Snowman's body, as well as the stroke in the sect's records, Gu Liang would have laughed out loud, how could there be any truly honest person on the path of cultivation.

For the benefit of the avenue, everything can be thrown.

I have to say that the Nangong snowman, dressed in a snow-white robe and with a slender body, looks very good-looking, very much like the immortal in the mortal story, and at this moment, this immortal is approaching the ring step by step.

Nangong Snowman stood still, bowed his hand slightly at the three of them, and asked with a smile: "Three seniors, can you sell me a thin noodle in Wanxue Cave?"

"Wanxue Cave?" a person frowned, and was about to say something sarcastic, when he suddenly saw the figure of the person on the other side disappear, and then came to him in a flash.

Nangong Snowman poked out with a sword and shouted coldly: "I've endured you for a long time, a bunch of pickled things." ”

"It's just a matter of abandoning your face and competing with juniors for opportunities, after all, I think I'm not much better than you, but being an obstacle to the road of others seems to make you quite complacent?"

At this moment, this immortal looked like crazy, or punched or sword, and the injuries that fell on his body were unaware, and he seemed to have made up his mind to use this kind of fighting method of exchanging injuries for injuries, forcing the three people on the opposite side to give way.

Lu Su, who looked at all this coldly, was indifferent, Nangong Snowman's move was to make a decision that he would make a move, at least not let this guy really die in the secret realm.

With a sneer, Lu Su put his hands around his arms and said to the two people behind him: "Don't worry about him, those three guys are reluctant to fight like this." ”

Steward Lu is very familiar with what the evil monk thinks, and they will not do this kind of business that is sure to lose money and not make money.

Sure enough, after Nangong Snowman's white robe turned into a red robe, the three of them leisurely stopped, and one of the shorter old men also laughed and teased: "I didn't expect that the old bastard who was most afraid of death in Wanxue Cave could teach you such a deadly guy." ”

Nangong Snowman laughed miserably, pulled back and pushed Gu Liang into the ring.

The Nangong snowman with complete merits stood beside Lu Su, only to feel that his whole body was cold.

Lu Su seemed to smile, "I didn't see it, your courage is not small." ”

Nangong Snowman was stunned and didn't dare to talk, but fortunately, Lu Su didn't continue to investigate, but still looked at the field.

Different from the thunder and rain on the side of the evil road, the battlefield on the other side can be said to be extremely lively, Chen Sheng and the Tsing Yi scribe threw bricks and stones, and a few deeply hidden guys appeared behind them, and they fought with the four of them together, and finally crashed into the ring.

It's not that the strength of the four people of the righteous path is not good, and they can't waste too much energy, and before a few people enter the battle, they also verbally promise that they will pay attention to the treasure.

After that, Li Heng and Yin Shi both relied on their own skills and the support of the people arranged by Lu Su to enter the ring.

The only difference is that this side of the netherworld is empty, only Gu Liang is sitting on the ground, the two look at each other coldly, the black-robed young man knows some about this person's grievances with Chen Sheng, and he has made up his mind in his heart, if he encounters it, he will bite it a few times.

As for killing Gu Liang, Yin Shi never thought that the guy who could escape from Chen Sheng's hands several times could be so easy to kill?

The black-robed young man was squatting on the ground at the moment, bored.

Why hasn't the fucking battle started yet?

Just as he was thinking, a sand pot suddenly appeared above his head, and a long neck stretched out from the bottom, facing a wide-mouth jade bottle.

"Before the sand is finished, those who have not entered the ring are considered to abstain. As he spoke, the mountain god glanced at the evil ring and added, "If the number of people on that side is insufficient, the quota will be automatically distributed to the other side." ”

As soon as the words fell, the people on both sides of the road knew that it was broken.

It's okay on the side of the evil path, there are not many monks, and the four people of the righteous path are miserable, and dozens of people are rushing up, and they are very united.

The magic weapon talisman flew all over the sky, and soon the four of them couldn't hold on, so they had to arrest people casually in a panic and force them to make an oath.

It's not a coincidence that He Daoren is such an unlucky person.

was pinched by a bearded old man pinching his neck, and after a sharp threat, he pulled his neck and shouted: "Master Dao is no longer playing, let me go out ......"

It's a pity that a group of young monks with sharpened heads squeezed in behind him, as well as two Taoist protectors arranged by Lu Su, are adding fuel to the fire, and this young Taoist with a sad face is squeezed in.

Most of the monks had gone in before the kettle had leaked, and the remaining half had either been killed by someone in the crowd or, unlucky, thrown out by a few old things who had to enter the ring at the end.

Lu Su's side was empty at the moment, looking at the two contrasting rings, and laughed dumbly.

There are at least 100 or so people in the black and oppressive ring of the righteous path, but on the other hand, there are only about 20 people scattered on the evil path, each standing in one place, watching out for each other.

"When this battle spreads, I don't know how many righteous path disciples want to secretly practice evil path exercises. The envoy shook his head and sighed, he had sent back the young water god who had been injured by the sneak attack of the mountain god, and he was squinting at the moment watching the play.

Lu Su turned his head and said with a smile: "Pick up the old man, if I remember correctly, you promised to help in this final battle." ”

The old man immediately looked surprised, "Did I say yes?

If the fairy pool was born this time, without the young fairy, he, the guide envoy, could still help with some means, but the woman who was born in the fairy pool was a master who could not enter the oil and salt.

Therefore, this guide had to play tricks for a while.

Lu Su rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I know that you are unreliable, but fortunately, I have already arranged it." ”

Now it was the turn of the old man to be puzzled, and he came over with a smile, "Tell me, what arrangements have you made, so that you can win?"

Lu Su looked around, and then said with a puzzled face, "Who is talking?"

The old man smiled dumbly, you kid still holds a grudge.

Fortunately, Lu Su's face was as usual soon, and he smiled at the old man, and the old man and the young man stood in the perfect position deliberately vacated by the mountain god, looking down on the battlefield below.

"This little Taoist priest is a little miserable!" Lu Su frowned for a while, and it didn't take long to see that after the young Taoist won the difficult victory, he would stretch out and sigh, "It's hidden deep enough." ”

After a while, I thought of such a hidden guy, who would be dragged to the mountain by himself in the future, and maybe he would become a mainstay, and Steward Lu felt happy in his heart.

The old man was quite strange, because those teenagers who were obviously familiar with Lu Su had never been noticed, and after a few times, he couldn't help but ask: "Then Chen Sheng's battle you don't look at me, I can understand, as long as you don't encounter the old monster one after another, it doesn't matter....."

Lu Su raised his hand to stop the old man from continuing, and said angrily: "Do you have to ask me to pay attention to them from time to time?

As he spoke, he walked away impatiently, saving himself from being annoyed by this old man again.

The envoy was stunned in place, Steward Lu's words were quite chewy, if these people could be alone in the future, then the Sun Cover Peak would be a big deal.

But soon the old man came back to his senses, you fucking a protector, you said that you are so pitiful, and you are selling miserably here to the old man?

Grand Steward Lu was half-squatting and half-sitting on a stone at the moment, staring at the battle between a small sect monk and another below.

"Tsk, the sword is slow. ”

"The sword is a little shorter, but the rest is fine. ”

...........

Words like this are not exhaustive in the mouth of Steward Lu.

After a long time, the old man realized that almost all the people Lu Su paid attention to were disciples of small sects and did not have many magic weapons.

Grand Steward Lu was still unaware, and 'pointed' the swordsmanship of the monks below from afar.

The old man smiled indifferently, and simply set his eyes on those people, Lu Su didn't dare to look at them, he didn't have so many worries.

In front of Chen Sheng at this moment is a Void Dan monk whose realm foundation is not very stable, it is not worth seeing more, he and the Tsing Yi scribe can be regarded as the most leisurely people on the field.

The one-man battlefield is on the far left of the ring, and one person is on the far right, so it's hard to see the fight.

This is the fairy's method, separating people who are very close in strength, and slowly eliminating those monks who are not qualified in cultivation with superior and inferior battles.

As for those old guys who committed taboo oppression, they were arranged by the fairy at this moment, divided into a battle situation in pairs, and clearly pointed out that only by fighting with all their strength, the winner of it would be qualified to participate in the robbery, otherwise they would be thrown out together.

The old man squinted and smiled, "If you are not satisfied with the opportunity to get the secret realm, this immortal pool avenue is also something that you people who have no fate can covet?"

In a sense, these old monks who have been stuck in the bottleneck of the realm for many years, have to let go of their identities, and take risks to snatch opportunities with their juniors in the secret realm, are all people who have no fate.

Since there is no fate, forcibly taking it will naturally have to pay a price.

Someone's golden body was completely broken, and even the wisp of divine soul was not lightly injured, and the victorious old monster was not much easier, and soon faced a junior monk who was smiling fiercely.

The junior of the hostile sect made a ruthless move, as long as he could hurt the foundation of this person's soul, even if he couldn't enter the immortal pond and return to the sect, he would be rewarded a lot.

It is more likely that a certain senior of the sect who has a lot of grudges with this person will be exceptionally accepted as a personal disciple, and the road will be smooth after that, so all the selected junior monks, instead of showing timidity, are all high-spirited.

The old man shook his head, no longer looking at the miserable state of the old monsters, but focusing on the younger ones.

Liu Jindan has a lot of treasure money in his hand, and when he encounters enemies, he relies on magic weapons to smash them, so he has nothing to look forward to.

The other Li Heng is not much worse, the rune formations are endless, and he is too bullying.

As for Liu Jiucheng, who was full of luck, he couldn't raise the slightest interest in the envoy, and most of the people he met were extremely weak, or when he saw his gorgeous magic weapon, he retreated.

In comparison, it was the black-robed young man who was the most attractive, and now he was fighting against a ghost cultivator in the same realm.

Yin Shi holds a piccolo in his hand, and his body is surrounded by Sen Sen Yin Qi.

That person is not bad, each holding a white bone sword in his hand, and the ghost mist behind him is no worse than the Yin World.

A piccolo of unknown material was able to fight with those two short swords without destroying them, not even leaving a trace.

The old man saw it clearly, and sighed: "Today's evil cultivators are so rich? A junior who has not yet arrived at the golden pill is actually holding a pair of half-immortal soldiers, and the black-robed young man is not bad, and he has not seen a high-grade ghost bamboo for many years." ”

Ghost bamboo, is even many evil monks are not willing to contaminate a terrifying thing, the body is a very ordinary mountain bamboo, the ancient secret method into the sigil, detain the dead monk's blood and soul, as a food, every ten years can only contain one section, and the bottom ten sections can not be used.

In other words, the piccolo in the hands of the underworld would take at least a hundred years and the lives of many monks to build.

The envoy frowned slightly and looked at Lu Su, he shouldn't have known this ghost bamboo.

But he saw that Lu Su just waved his hand lightly, still watching the little monk fight with relish, until he saw two guys with poor swordsmanship, he turned his head angrily.

Seeing the old man's puzzled gaze, Grand Steward Lu scratched his head strangely and asked, "What's wrong?"

The old man just shook his head and held out a finger.

Lu Su looked at his fingers and exclaimed, "Why is this little ghost cultivator still alive?"

"Do you know that ghost cultivator?"

"That's nature. Lu Su grinned, as if remembering something extremely happy, his mouth grinned to the root of his ears, and muttered: "I have fought a few times before, but it's a pity, and then I slowly didn't have to fight." ”

The envoy's face was full of confusion, "Why?"

Lu Su glanced at him angrily, and said with a hearty smile: "Naturally, because he can't beat me, he won't fight anymore." ”

Anyway, Steward Lu was too lazy to look at the two guys, anyway, he couldn't tell the winner for a while, there were more than 20 people in the evil way, and as long as it dragged on, he didn't have to fight.

Thinking of this, Steward Lu was a little worried about a few people for the first time, and after turning his head to look at the situation in the field, his face was a little strange, and he smiled dryly: "Pick up the old man, do you think that little Taoist priest can win?"

The usher thought for a moment and gave an ambiguous answer, "It's hard to say." ”

Then the old man explained: "I have just carefully observed that this young Taoist's methods, which seem to be unreasonable hands, are actually secretly in line with a kind of avenue. ”

"What?" Steward Lu almost jumped up, finally reined in his emotions, and asked half-squatting, "Are you sure?"

The old man's face was a little strange, "You are a protector, can you feel it?"

After Lu Su repeatedly denied it, the envoy who guarded the secret realm could not hide the shock in his words, "Then this young Taoist is not hiding as deep as usual." ”

Lu Sule couldn't support it, no matter if he hid it deeply, in short, this time he found a treasure.

I didn't expect that a thought that I had no intention of breeding would be able to smash out a guy who naturally fits the avenue, and Steward Lu looked around at this moment, looking at the eyes of the people below shining,

The guide knows this guy's mind without thinking about it, and he can't laugh and cry and feel a little helpless.

I had to take a closer look, what was so strange about that young Daoist, what he was close to was that avenue of heaven and earth, the avenue that could be revealed in this secret realm, it was quite good.

At the same time, Chen Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he met the first person who could be called an opponent, and he was still a woman.

"Immortal Sect Lu Ruyi, I have seen Chen Daoyou. ”

Simply returning the courtesy, Chen Sheng looked at the woman intently, and felt that it was a little familiar, but there were not many people from the Lu family he had seen, that is, that Lu Linghuai, and that Lu Rusong who almost destroyed the roots of cultivation.

Thinking of this name, Chen Sheng suddenly realized, "Dare to ask if it's Lu Rusong's ......."

Before Chen Sheng finished speaking, the woman smiled lightly: "Sister." ”