Song Zheng stood up, the Gulan beast on the opposite side still looked unfazed, no matter who came, he didn't care, he would definitely win.

But Song Zheng didn't ask the question immediately, but looked at him seriously, looked at him for a while, and then showed a meaningful smile. Then, Song Zheng said: "Old man, please take a look at this text." ”

In the waves of water in front of him, a special text emerged.

The Three Holy Demon Venerables in the back had already settled down, and when he looked up, he was immediately shocked, because he didn't know this text.

Just now, no matter what he wrote, the Qur'an could recognize it, but now it has become someone else's writing, and he doesn't know anything.

As soon as the text appeared, the Qur'anmon still had a calm face, as if it was looking at it. The king of Zhenxuan and the old catfish and the old god in the back are there, just waiting for the Gulan Beast to break through this text in one mouth, completely breaking the unrealistic illusion of the Wang Yang Water Tribe.

The old catfish was extremely satisfied with King Zhenxuan, and secretly smiled in praise.

But they waited for a while, but they still didn't see the Qur'an speak. Looking over again, I saw that the Gulan beast's rocky face rarely showed a suspicious look, which seemed to be a little puzzling.

The old catfish chuckled in his heart - although he knew the details of the Qulan Beasts, this group of East China Sea Clans was too evil before, which made him a little suspicious.

King Zhenxuan was full of confidence, and quietly said to the old catfish: "Sir, don't worry, there will never be any accidents." ”

The old catfish nodded, but when he looked at the Gulan Beast again, he was stunned in his heart, because the Gulan Beast had changed from incomprehensible to an accident, and he tried his best to widen his eyes, but he was not looking at the text, but at Song Zheng.

As for that text, he didn't know it, and he didn't know Zhenxuan Wang Shang and Lao Catfish.

Song Zheng looked at the Gulan beast with a smile, and behind him, Zhong Yundai looked indifferent, he felt that such a beast clan was simply stupid. When adults first saw themselves, they still needed to take shelter from themselves. But now, he came out of retreat and finally got his wish and became a senior Zhenguo, but the adults have surpassed themselves and become the strongest among the seniors, and even they have to look up to themselves.

This kind of existence is born with miracles.

If you gamble with him, you will be so stupid that God will not help you.

Anyway, my old man Zhong, I wouldn't do such an unwise thing. Look at the outcome, the old brute is going to be terrible when he sees it.

The Sword Shrine Fairy still had a cold aura on his body, but he hid that fierce sword intent very well.

There was a faint smile in her eyes, and her thoughts were similar to Zhong Yundai's in her heart, and she was full of confidence in Song Zheng. Even when the Three Holy Demon Venerables stepped forward, she had a faint premonition that she would eventually need Song Zheng to take action. It's the instinct of a super-strong person - when this super-strong person is a woman, this intuition is even more accurate and terrifying.

Sure enough.

The sword mound fairy felt that he knew the hero with his eyes, so he was a little complacent.

The god is desolate and withered, but he can't hang it up.

He was originally extremely confident in the Three Holy Demon Venerables, but why couldn't he do it? He was a strong man who had risen to powerhouse, and the strength of the Ten Thousand Demon Court far exceeded that of the east bank of the Spirit River, so why did he need people from the east bank to come forward in every battle?

He turned around and wanted to glare at the Three Holy Demon Venerables, but when he saw that the Three Holy Demon Venerables looked like they were lost and devastated, they were a little soft-hearted and couldn't bear to get angry.

However, Wu Jian's eyes were shining, she was interested in Song Zheng, and she was racking her brains to think, what way could Song Zheng study it for herself willingly?

She had used this trick before, and it didn't seem to work very well for Song Zheng - anyway, she wouldn't find the reason from herself, and firmly believed that Song Zheng was "rich and noble, not lewd", and had discipline.

The Gulan Beast didn't speak for a long time, and coupled with the surprise on his face, it finally made King Zhenxuan's heart a little uneasy.

He wanted to ask, but he was afraid of disturbing the Guran Beast, and the old catfish kept looking at him, but he didn't dare to respond with confidence like just now.

Song Zheng didn't urge, just showed the text in front of him with a faint smile, and waited quietly for the Gulan Beast.

Finally, after a full time of tea, the Gulan Beast let out a long sigh, and its whole body looked even older: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, although this sentence belongs to the human race, but I have a deeper understanding of the water tribe than the human race." Decaying ...... Lost!"

The old catfish almost jumped, but fortunately he restrained himself, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the Gulan Beast, if he lost again, it would be three consecutive defeats, and the last two would not have to be compared, which seriously affected his plan.

King Zhenxuan didn't expect this to be the result, and the Gulan Beast directly admitted defeat!

He was extremely confident in his teacher, and he also knew the magic power of the Gulan Beast, it was said that there was no possibility of failure in this kind of competition, how could this be?

He stared at his teacher, and the Gulam turned back and shook his head obscurely, and King Zhenxuan understood something, and was surprised.

The original confident game, and lost so vaguely, King Zhenxuan secretly regretted it, blaming himself for being too confident before, talking too much, and promising the other party to change, otherwise this game would have been won a long time ago.

He also felt that his face was gloomy, and he sat on the city wall silently, and then there was nothing to do with him......

It's just that the old catfish must hold a grudge, this minister is narrow-minded, and I am afraid that he will embarrass himself in the future.

King Zhenxuan secretly shook his head in his heart, but he was helpless.

The old catfish suddenly jumped out, gritted his teeth and said, "This game can't be regarded as our loss, it should be a draw." The one of you loses in a mess, and the one behind wins, but one win and one defeat counts as a tie. ”

At this moment, the old face of the Gulan beast was a little unbearable. What is your identity? The strongest group of people in this world's cultivation sequence. If you lose, you lose, if you win, you win, and in the end, you will cheat...... Without saying a word, the Qur'an turned and retreated into the city, standing there faceless.

King Zhenxuan also coughed dryly, wanting to say something, but was glared back by the old catfish fiercely.

King Zhenxuan thought about it, but this king didn't care.

With a wave of his hand, the ancient underwater city moved abruptly, to the side, alongside the battleship on the Flower King, and entered a state of watching and watching the play.

In his heart, he became more and more dissatisfied with this minister.

The king of flowers looked at him with a smile, and said: "It's unfortunate that you came, this old catfish can't lose, unlike this king, there is still room for slowdown, so if you lose, you will lose, just don't lose face." ”

King Zhenxuan didn't bother to pay attention to her provocation, but he did lose face and kept his head silent.

After the god is desolate, the witch demon is about to stand up and refute, she is a clear banshee, just like doing an experiment, success is success, failure is failure, how can there be such a clear failure, but to the outside world to claim that the experiment was successful? This is hateful academic fraud!

But Shen Huang Ku secretly stopped her with his eyes, and the witch demon venerable squatted down sullenly, looking at the old catfish with disdain.

The thunder on Zhong Yundai's body rolled, as long as the adult gave an order, he would break out to seek justice.

But Song Zheng smiled slightly: "The old gentleman is reasonable, then this one will be a tie between the two of us." ”

The old catfish's face looked better, and then he said, "It's not too early, so let's get here first." The old man arranged for everyone to rest and have some food. The other two kings have a long way to go, and it will take some time to arrive, so we will wait for them. ”

"Good. Shen Huangkue and Song Zheng exchanged glances and agreed.

The old catfish gave an order, and a large number of water tribes set up a camp for the East China Sea tribe on the spot for them to rest.

Then, another water tribe sent a large amount of spiritual food. Although the level of cooking is very average, the ingredients are excellent and it is very beneficial to eat.

Song Zheng was not polite, let go and eat.

After all, he is a human race, and even if he lets it go, he won't really eat much. But he also has a huge beast army under his command!

These beast armies are all high-level spirit beasts, and they are usually raised in his small cave world, and at this level, eating is no longer necessary.

However, spirit beasts are different from human races, they eat the flesh and blood of higher-level spirit beasts, or spiritual food rich in primal energy, and they do improve faster than their own cultivation.

Song Zheng didn't have that much spiritual food and flesh to feed them.

But this time, how can you not take advantage of the great bargain?

Song Zheng gave an order: Open up and eat! The beast army was very excited and ate violently.

The three of the Ten Thousand Demon Court sat upright in the camp, and the Divine Desolation and the Witch Demon Venerable just ate some and stopped, no matter how much they ate high-grade spiritual food now, they would not make any progress.

The Three Holy Demon Venerables sat on the side in a daze, their confidence was hit, and they didn't know if they could recover.

Lord Shen Huang Ku appeased a few words, but he couldn't help the three holy demons respect the tree's confidence.

He looked at this subordinate who was quite highly valued by him, and he also felt a lot of regret in his heart: if the Three Holy Demon Venerables couldn't pass through this level, their spiritual cultivation would definitely plummet, not only would it be hopeless to ascend to the powerhouse, but they might even fall to the realm!

It's just that such an ordeal needs him to overcome it by himself, and he is really powerless to help.

Song Zheng's figure appeared at the door, and he walked in with a swaying figure.

Shen Huang Ku now recognizes Song Zheng very much, which is the respect that Song Zheng has earned in exchange for the victory in the previous three battles.

"Lord Song. He bowed his head, and the witch demon venerable also looked very kind, she still had unrealistic fantasies, in case she had a good relationship with Song Zheng, she was willing to let herself experiment.

Song Zheng greeted the two of them, then looked at the three holy demon venerables who were lost on the side, and said, "Your Excellency the Three Saints, in fact, you didn't lose, it was the water tribe that cheated. ”()

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