The main hall of Mingyue Peak.

Leng Ruoshui looked at You Yun and asked:

"Master, this wind is clear, they are so nonsense, don't you persuade me?"

"Although it seems that there is not much of a problem at the moment, I always feel that this is a big hole dug for everyone to jump. ”

You Yun listened to Leng Ruoshui's words, shook his head and said:

"What is there to say about that?"

"I can see through his little trick at a glance. ”

"Whether it's Feng Qingjue or the Wind Spirit Xiaoshuang, they are all Chaos Stones who want to win everyone this time. ”

"With the strength of Feng Qing, he can fight so many peers in the quasi-saint time, and break through the saint, so he is naturally not weak. ”

"And not only I can see it, but every elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace can see through it. ”

"Then why didn't anyone come forward to stop it?" said Feng Yinxue on the side.

Leng Ruoshui and a few junior sisters also looked at You Yun curiously.

You Yun smiled and said, "This thing... How?"

"No one speaks because some people feel that Fengqing definitely doesn't have this strength. ”

"Even if Feng Qingjue has this strength, it's not a bad thing, it just gives the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace an increase in knowledge. ”

"I don't say it in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, but out of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, which disciple is not arrogant, this kind of atmosphere is not good, and it is not bad for someone to kill them. ”

Youyun's analysis is quite comprehensive.

The key point is that whether or not you can win now is a personal matter.

Smart people, who know a little bit of the inside story, will consider suppressing Sun Xiaokong to win.

As for the rest of the crowd, it will definitely not crush Sun Xiaokong to win.

They didn't believe that Sun Xiaokong could reach the Absolute Dust Peak at all.

At this time, the field is already very hot.

On the side where Sun Xiaokong lost, the queue was like a long queue.

And there are so few people who can win against Sun Xiaokong...

Of course, as more and more people are losing against Sun Xiaokong, and the odds are getting lower and lower, Feng Ling thought about it and shouted:

"Sisters of Mingyue Peak, you must support Senior Brother Feng!"

"I... I'm pressing a hundred Chaos Stones myself, and I can definitely win by pressing Fengqing. ”

In this regard, Feng Ling said, I have already prompted it so obviously, if these people from Mingyue Peak still suppress Feng Qing and refuse to lose, then they will have no choice if they lose.

As for the matter of gambling, Feng Ling naturally won't tell everyone about it.

Even the group of little sisters who called for help, she didn't say anything, but just promised to say, "I'll pay if I lose!"

"I'm also out personally... A hundred Chaos Stones support Senior Brother Feng, otherwise it will be too shabby. ”

Xiaoshuang watched the wind spirit raise a hundred, and directly raised another hundred.

The others looked at each other, and they also gritted their teeth, and one of them raised fifty.

There are a few people taking the lead, and some people in Mingyue Peak, who are not sure to pay attention, are also ruthless, and they win by pressing Sun Xiaokong.

"Brothers from Absolute Dust Peak, come here and line up. ”

"I'll suppress this Feng Qing and never lose, a hundred Chaos Stones!"

"That's right, I'll also press him to lose..."

"Fifty Chaos Stones..."

This guy, who was originally a bland gambling fight, was driven by the wind spirit, and immediately became exciting.

The people of Mingyue Peak support their own people.

And the people of the Absolute Dust Peak, the people who support their own peaks.

They are fearless, after all, they personally blocked the road, how could they let Sun Xiaokong go up.

When the people of the other peaks saw this scene, they were also excited.

This guy.

After half a day's statistics, there were nearly 2,000 disciples around, and 1,800 people had made a move.

Five... Ten... Twenty... Fifty... Hundred... Two hundred...

Anyway, among these people, there are more and less pressure.

Most of the quantities are between five and twenty.

Among them, there are less than 500 people who can win against Sun Xiaokong.

Among the less than five hundred people, half of them were from Mingyue Peak.

This time.

The wind spirit became entangled.

The prize pool at the moment is too high.

Obviously, there is a problem, that is, the thousand eight prepared by Sun Xiaokong is not enough...

It's not that it's not enough, it's that there are too few wins for one thousand eight.

Pressing Sun Xiaokong's loss, the Chaos Stone has reached fifteen thousand.

And what Sun Xiaokong can win is only less than 5,000.

At this time, the magnification has been stretched to the limit.

If Sun Xiaokong loses, the reward has fallen to about 1.3.

On the contrary, Sun Xiaokong can win, and the multiplier has also risen to more than three points.

The whole morning of buying and leaving is finally over.

Under the Absolute Dust Peak, nearly three thousand people had gathered.

Seriously, everyone is a little impatient waiting at this time.

Mom sells batches!

Still not coming?

Is this still going to be fought?

If people don't come, it will be dark.

The other side.

At this moment, Sun Xiaokong was sitting in the cave and meditating with his eyes closed.

Drip!

"The anti-routine is successful, and you get: Fragment 5 of the Law of Force, 5 Chaos Stone×. ”

Accompanied by the prompt of the system, Sun Xiaokong understood that this was a signal that everyone was in a hurry.

So...

Now...

Let the fear come!

Sun Xiaokong directly dodged and flew towards the direction of the Absolute Dust Peak.

On the continent of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

Below the Absolute Dust Peak.

Accompanied by a song "Cloud Palace Xunyin", Sun Xiaokong flew all the way through the clouds and mist.

"Lose it, lose it~ Dengdeng, wait for Deng~ Stool Deng, wait for the light... Wait for the stool and wait for the light..."

"Deng~Deng~etc~Deng~Stool~etc... Lose it..."

"The wind is coming. ”

Sun Xiaokong: No, the Monkey King was born.

Seeing Sun Xiaokong coming from a distance, everyone had a smile on their faces.

The drama that has been waiting for so long is finally about to begin.

However...

Everyone is looking forward to it, just to see what this legendary wind looks like...

Moment!

The scene spiraled out of control.

"it!"

"His uncle's!"

"It's him... It turned out to be him..."

"He's just the wind..."

"I'll wipe it!"

"Grandma has a leg, it turns out that this guy is absolutely windy!"

"This can't be a dream, right?"

"Isn't that the one... Tell me about the people of Hedong for thirty years and Hexi for thirty years... Phew, there are still such people..."

Now.

There were bursts of surprise on the scene, which made some uninformed people confused.

"What's your reaction?"

"So shocked?"

"Is there anything wrong with this wind clear?"

"Why do you have to spit out fragrant fragrance in your mouth?"

"Could it be that you all know this Feng Qingjue?"

"It's weird... Why are you so shocked?"

With a group of unsuspecting melon-eating people asking questions, those who personally received Sun Xiaokong's propaganda began to scold.

"It's mua. ”

"This product is the wind is clear!"

"It's what he told me, the story of Feng Qingjue and Xiao Muya, and he turned out to be Feng Qingjue himself..."

"I think it's too, it's clear... He's just the wind..."

"Damn, it turns out that the messenger is Feng Qingjue himself!"

"Oh my God, how thick does it take to do this?"

"It's terrifying... unimaginable..."

"The wind is clear... This is the wind clearing..."

"I've been in the Demon Domain for millions of years, and I've never seen anyone so brazen. ”

Sun Xiaokong: Is there something wrong with me speaking for myself?