Text Volume 1 Text_Chapter 1115 Bloody Light Disaster?
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Since he dares to take the initiative to make an appointment, he is naturally completely sure that he will definitely win this battle!"
Dong Ruhua patted his sister's shoulder and said with a firm face.
Su Ke, Dong Ruhua, Su Miaoyin, and Xie Huayu all nodded.
They are the ones who know the awakening best.
All the way from Xiliangzhou, I have experienced all kinds of dangers, but in the end I have survived, and since I took the initiative to invite the battle this time, I must be full of confidence.
"Huh!"
With a thick sarcastic laughter, it sounded not far away, Lin Bo took a step forward, and said with disdain: "You guys, do you know what blind confidence is?"
Before, in the Musen Secret Realm, Lin Game originally waited for the rabbit at the exit, but in the end, the Zixiao Holy Son asked him to leave the Musen Secret Realm, otherwise he would wait for the rabbit that time, and in the end he would wait for the tiger, and he would not even have the scum left.
Lin Bo couldn't help but rejoice that he had escaped.
Because of this, he wished he would wake up and die early.
"Blind self-confidence is not terrible, what is terrible is that a group of people, all blindly confident together, what is this called? A group of frogs at the bottom of the well, discussing that the sky is only as big as a bowl?" Ye Houlai looked sarcastic.
"Hahaha......"
After all, it is a group of natives from Xiliang Prefecture, even if they are lucky enough to become a disciple of the Holy King and have a big man as a backer, but their vision is limited after all, and some of the poor sour taste in their bones cannot be erased in a lifetime. ”
"It's not your fault that you were born badly, but it's not right that you have to show off your little vision, what kind of genius is the Holy Son?
"That's right! If you want me to say that if the Holy Son agrees to fight him, it will all lift him up, and if he dies at the hands of the Holy Son, and his ancestors are lying in the ground eight times over, they should laugh out loud. ”
Heavy mouth.
In the base camp of Zixiao Palace, the most important thing that the Holy Son of Zixiao lacks is support.
On the square, almost half of the people were all disciples of the inner palace of Zixiao Palace, and they naturally unswervingly supported the Zixiao Holy Son.
And during this time, the Zixiao Holy Son had already awakened to the bottom of the background investigation, and his relationship with Dong Fengxue, Su Ke and others had all been exposed to the eyes of the world.
For these disciples of the great forces in the Southern Regions, they already looked down on Su Xing and others from Xiliang Prefecture in their bones, so they were naturally mercilessly sarcastic and ridiculed at this moment.
Dong Fengxue and Su Ke, Dong Ruhua, Xie Huayu, and Su Miaoyin were all very angry.
But they have five mouths, where can they compare to hundreds or thousands of mouths?
"Hmph!" A heavy cold snort resounded in the sky above the square, Xie Longfei glanced around with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Heroes don't ask about birth, if you are really powerful, don't just know how to play tricks here, and when Su wakes up later, go up and fight him, defeat him, and trample him on the soles of his feet, compare here."
Wouldn't it be more powerful to ridicule and ridicule others?"
One sentence made a group of inner palace disciples of Zixiao Palace speechless.
Their strength is not bad, especially Ye Houlai, Lin Bowen and others, their strength has improved rapidly recently, and they have the qualifications to enter the "Supreme King List".
However, with this level of strength, it is obviously impossible to be an opponent who has awakened.
As for Xie Longfei, everyone didn't dare to complain.
The latter's original strength was extremely strong, and it is said that he has recently made a breakthrough in cultivation, and his strength has increased greatly, and he has the qualification to step into the top ten of the "Supreme King List".
"No matter how humble the birth is, it will not affect a person to embark on the road of the strong, and the outcome of this battle is not something that anyone can decide with a few words. Zhou Ziheng said.
During this time, Zhou Ziheng's reputation gradually rose, and a few days ago, he defeated an old master ranked 800 in the "Supreme King List", which caused a lot of sensation for a while.
Because of this, everyone knows a lot of news about Zhou Ziheng, he was not born well, although he came from the Zhou family of the declining saint clan, but his father was just an ordinary generation in the Zhou family, and his mother was born as a maid.
Zhou Ziheng's illegitimate son.
So his sentence "no matter how humble he was born" is actually talking about himself.
It is not terrible to be born humble, Zhou Ziheng has come to this day step by step with his own efforts.
And today, he was even more unusual, instead of seizing every minute of time to cultivate, he chose to wait patiently to watch the battle, and even opened his mouth to defend his awakening, which surprised many people.
"Amitabha!"
The little monk Xuankong clasped his hands together, looked at a group of inner palace disciples of Zixiao Palace with a smile, and said, "Donors, the little monk just pinched his fingers and found that you Zixiao Palace, I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster today!"
"Little monk, what nonsense are you talking about?"
A group of Zixiao Palace disciples were furious.
Xie Longfei and they didn't dare to offend, and Zhou Ziheng didn't dare to provoke them, but a little monk was actually talking nonsense here, was it really easy to bully Zixiao Palace?
"Boom!"
The monkey stepped out in one step, standing beside the little monk, his tall body, like a mountain, and an extremely strong aura of power escaped, making a group of Zixiao Palace disciples retreat one after another, their faces pale.
"This monkey ......"
"It's a strong cultivation breath. ”
Even Xie Longfei and Zhou Ziheng all looked condensed, and they felt a lot of oppression from the monkey.
"This monk, only I can bully, you ...... No!," the monkey said in a loud voice.
"Monkeys are so naughty!" the little monk Xuankong immediately shot back.
“......”
It was still tense just now, but at this moment, everyone became crying and laughing.
The combination of this monkey and monk is also too strange.
......
"Whew!"
In the sky, ten thousand rays of light condensed, like a round of the sun suddenly appeared in the sky, and then, a figure slowly emerged.
Up and down the mountain, countless people involuntarily raised their heads and looked at the tall figure.
He was wearing a purple gold-inlaid brocade robe, with a slender body, black hair like ink, handsome facial features, and a delicate and precious jade pendant hanging from his waist.
It was Li Jingyi.
Such an appearance can't help but attract countless cheers.
As the holy son of Zixiao Palace, Li Jingyi is an idol in the minds of many people, including disciples of Zixiao Palace, as well as countless heroes and beauties in the Southern Regions.
"The Holy Son will win!"
"The Holy Son is mighty!"
Up and down the mountain, the cheers were like a tide, shaking the sky.
"Everyone!"
Li Jingyi stood in the air, with the blue sky and white clouds above his head, and the vast forest sea under his feet.
With a smile on his face, he was obviously relaxed and calm, and said slowly: "Today, I will take a key step on the path of cultivation and be promoted to a half-saint, and I ask you to be a witness!"
"Roar, roar, roar, ......" Countless people roared wildly, and Li Jingyi's just a few words made countless admirers surging and enthusiastic.