Chapter 49

Shi Bo Zhang drove the deer to Dakunlun, and the battle array was in front of him.

For Xu Xiaoxian, who insisted on going to Hug Pugong Wangsendai to suck Hongmeng purple qi, there was no way back.

There was only one war.

There is only a fight to the death.

Only to win.

In the first round, the draw is decided, and the fittest is won.

The four people of the Tower of Babel draw two people from each of the two veins of the Immortal Cave and the Lost Tree Mirror, and the remaining four people of the Immortal Cave Lost Tree Mirror draw lots from each other to determine their opponents.

To the greatest extent, he avoided his fellow brothers and met too early in the match.

The leader of the younger generation, the autumn hurricane, who has been riding in the dust for two consecutive Pushan trial conferences, took the lead in drawing a place from the list of four people in the Lost Tree Glasses.

Li Bottle.

Xu Xiaoxian breathed a sigh of relief, a little surprised, and after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was expected.

Qiu Hurricane had promised in front of the female sword immortal that when he met Xu Xiaoxian in the battle, he would not use the realm to suppress him, giving him a fair chance to fight. As for the lottery, it may also be within the promise of the autumn hurricane.

For the other eleven people in the battle array, the premature encounter of an autumn hurricane will draw a stop on the way to Sendai.

The four little immortals of Hupu Mountain, three of them are all cultivated in the Jindan period, the realm of small immortality, and the realm of light theory, all of which are peerless. The autumn hurricane is the late stage of the Yuan Infant, and the pride of the sky who touched the threshold of the Yuan Baby's out-of-body appeared in the list of fighting arrays with a crushing attitude.

The charming and delicate Li Bottler in the Lost Tree Flower Glasses is not a lucky woman.

The list of fighting arrays is out.

Huang Xuanhu, one of the elders of the Dharma Protector of Pushan, stood on the gossip platform in the trial road square, and read it out without joy or sorrow.

"Babel Autumn Hurricane vs. Lost Tree Flower Glasses Li Bottle. Babel Tower Liu Dema against Bulao Cave Lu Youjiao.

Babel Tower Sun Shushen against Gu Daosheng of the Ageless Cave. Babel Ink Autumn Kill against Lost Tree Flower Glasses Octensu.

Immortal Cave Tong Meng played against the Lost Tree Flower Mirror Long Ling'er. Immortal Cave Xu Xiaoxian played against the Lost Tree Flower Mirror Jin Lian'er.

The draw has been decided, and the match will be held on time tomorrow, and those who are overdue or not will be judged to admit defeat. ”

After Elder Huang Xuanhu finished speaking, he turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the sky. The three veins of Baopu Mountain dispersed one after another.

"Xu Xiaoxian. ”

Before the sound came, people arrived first, and a touch of green imprinted into Xu Xiaoxian's eyes.

Sun Shushen is still dressed in a green robe, with an indifferent face, and his thin and handsome facial features are clean. The Jade Dragon Sword, which never leaves his body, should be inserted somewhere in the Tower of Babel to recuperate, and perhaps the battle array will give the opponent a fatal blow at the most opportune moment and from the most unpredictable angle.

Everyone in the Immortal Cave surrounded them, Xu Xiaoxian whispered that it was okay, and everyone retreated and walked away.

Today's teenagers are far from being comparable to the half-grown children in the ten-mile Taoyuan in the past.

Xu Xiaoxian looked at Sun Shushen, who was in the ten-mile peach orchard, tested himself with ecstasy as soon as they met, and was also devoured by the Vermilion Bird Mark of the natal beast.

Sun Shushen's seemingly innate indifference is still permeated on his face, and there is a kind of uninhibited emanation from indifference in his expression, inadvertently, not deliberately, and the slightest will be revealed.

Presumably, this is the young and frivolous, the green-robed boy who is on the big Kunlun with one person and one sword, his true face.

The green-robed prince Sun Tree God has a preconceived idea:

"In the draw against you, Senior Brother Autumn Hurricane has the intention to avoid you, and I deliberately draw you. In the first round, you avoided Senior Brother, avoided me, and avoided Senior Brother Liu.

It's good, someone pushes the hand, and there is your luck in it, I don't care about it, and I don't dare to care.

If you can't survive the first round in the matchup, those grievances between you and me will be written off. From then on, the blue sky and white days, the moonlit night lanterns, each has nothing to do. ”

Xu Xiaoxian's expression was calm, he looked at Sun Shushen's knuckles that were a little white, and chuckled: "What if I win Jin Lian'er in the struggle and get close to the second round?"

The green-robed prince Sun Shushen let go of his white fist, his eyes were cold and hideous, like a beast that had escaped from its cage, and would choose people to devour in an instant. He pointed to Xu Xiaoxian's nose, roared hysterically, and said word by word:

"In the second round, before you admit defeat, Lao Tzu will use golden scissors to slam your body and Dao heart!"

The moment he finished speaking, the expression of the green-robed prince Sun Shushen became more and more cold and compelling, and there was a kind of palpitating wetness, the whole person was like a viper lying dormant in the dark bushes waiting for the opportunity to move, the body has been bent, the venom has been covered with fangs, when the time comes, a leap, will definitely use a mouth full of venom, kill the opponent!

Xu Xiaoxian did not move, in the Huangting Palace, on the platform, the flames were wrapped, and the vermilion bird that was shining brightly and darkly suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, in Xu Xiaoxian's Huangting Palace, the fiery red true yuan was boiling, like magma about to erupt, tumbling and scorching!

The red true yuan went out of the Yellow Court, passed the palace, entered the mud pill, and went to the gate of heaven.

Xu Xiaoxian's body was surrounded by purple energy, not angry and self-assured, just like a purple-armored god of war, with momentum like a rainbow.

There is a fighting spirit that I don't know where it comes from, and the momentum of the lake and the sea pouring out!

Wave after wave, endlessly.

The cold aura of the green-robed prince Sun Shushen came into contact with the surging battle intent of the young man, like a sand tower standing in the desert, the wind rose, destroying the withering and decaying, and collapsed.

The green-robed prince Sun Shushen retreated again and again, and the golden pill in the Huangting Palace in the middle dantian kept trembling, just like in the depths of the peach orchard in the past ten miles, when his natal beast jade leopard was swallowed by Xu Xiaoxian's vermilion bird imprint, a throbbing from the depths of the soul swept through the body.

Sun Shushen flew back thirty feet, forcibly suppressed this palpitation, the fishy smell in his throat was swallowed by him, turned around and gritted his teeth and said three "good" words in a row, without the slightest pause, he used his body and left.

Before the short battle, Xu Xiaoxian, who was in the Spiritual Enhancement Period, actually relied on the moment when the Vermilion Bird on the Dao platform in his body opened his eyes, and used his fighting intent to force the green-robed prince Sun Shushen in the Jindan period, making the green-robed prince Sun Shushen's heart unstable and palpitating?

Unbelievable, it also exceeded the boy's expectations.

Looking at the back of the green-robed prince Sun Shushen who was gone, the young man took a sip.

Good?

Three good?

Okay?

This man is sick!

Before the green-robed prince Sun Shushen had gone far, he heard a harsh word.

"Okay, good!"

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The autumn wind accompanied the setting sun, and went west.

There will always be a touch of purple and red sunset, and the remnant clouds are in the sky.

Sometimes the sunset is beautiful, and sometimes it is very harsh.

The sunset is infinitely good, and it is always near dusk.

Xu Xiaoxian stood in the Guanxia Pavilion of the Bulao Cave, watching the sunset.

I don't know, whether the sunset is good or not.

Senior brother Gu Daosheng didn't know when he walked to the young man's side.

The young man saluted gently, and Gu Daosheng smiled and didn't speak.

In fact, since Xu Xiaoxian hugged Pushan, except for the sixth senior brother Lu Youjiao, the rest of the brothers and sisters have not had much intersection.

Xu Xiaoxian and Senior Brother Gu Daosheng have only been able to say hello.

The young man's impression of the elder brother Gu Daosheng was described as a little blunt, indifferent, gentle, silent, and a little hunchbacked.

The two of them did not speak, silently watching the sunset sink into the horizon.

At the moment when the night was approaching, Gu Daosheng left, carrying his hands behind his back, his steps were very light, and his back was always stiff, as if he was straight.