The girl looks black and thin, but she is still wearing a lotus-colored long skirt, which makes her skin darker, and she looks like she is only in the middle stage of building the foundation, but she is carrying a sword more than half a meter long on her back.

With a clang, the ass didn't sit down, the long sword touched the chair, and clumsily adjusted the position of the sword, and then sat down.

Wang Baoyu sneered secretly, with this IQ, wouldn't he also come to kill the Five Spirit Kings?

The facial features are quite delicate, seeing that Wang Baoyu is staring at her, the girl smiled, her teeth were white, and she took the initiative to greet her: "This brother, please ask the name?"

The voice was very pleasant, and Wang Baoyu casually made up a name, "My name is Haotian!"

"Hehe, your name is very domineering! My name is Tian Ying, and my name is a bit cheesy. "The girl reported to herself.

"You're also here to intercept the Five Spirit Kings?" asked Wang Baoyu with a smile.

"No, I came to my brother, he sneaked here to participate in this, it was too reckless. Tian Ying frowned.

"Oh, why do you say that? Look, these are all here to intercept the Five Spirit King, everyone is not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

"Hmph, they are all fools, the sea of disillusionment is dangerous, the sea monsters are everywhere, the Five Spirit Kings can live for so many years, naturally they are not idle people. Tian Ying snorted.

"Your perspective is unique!"

"Haotian, you are in the late stage of Jindan, it is not easy to practice, listen to my advice, where to go back quickly, don't wade into the muddy water this time. Tian Yingdao.

"The Five Spirit Kings have countless treasures, and it's hard not to move. Wang Baoyu said deliberately.

"It's all this idea! Even if you are lucky enough to win the Five Spirit King, hey, when the time comes, it will be a situation of killing each other and competing for treasures. Tian Ying shook her head, and she still had a compassionate and charitable heart.

"Which sect are you from?"

"Meiyin Sect, with my kind of cultivation, I can't enter the sect at all, so it's good to be alive. Tian Ying sighed.

Wang Baoyu's wine and food finally came up, the wine was cold, and the dish was also reduced. Tian Ying didn't order anything, her eyes looked directly at the dishes on Wang Baoyu's plate, her throat squirmed, and she kept swallowing saliva.

"Meeting is fate, let's have a drink, I'm in for a treat. Wang Baoyu picked up a pair of chopsticks, handed them over, and poured her another glass of wine.

"I'm really sorry, this way is full of teleportation circles, and I have spent all the spirit stones. Tian Ying said embarrassedly.

"The Northern Hell Sect has made a lot of money this time!"

"I said, this is a scam, it is not certain whether there is a Five Spirit King or not. Tian Ying had a toast with Wang Baoyu, and then ate it unceremoniously, stuffing his mouth full.

It is understandable that as a monk, there is no spirit stone to cultivate, and he can only rely on food to replenish his physical strength.

"What's your brother's name?

"He is an official disciple of the Meiyin Sect, called Tian Feng, in the middle of Jindan. No formal disciples were allowed to participate in this matter, and he actually ran out without permission. Speaking of these, Tian Ying's eating speed was obviously slow.

"There are at least 1,600 islands here, and it's not easy to find one. After eating, go back quickly!" Wang Baoyu said.

"Without a spirit stone, I can't go back!" Tian Ying spread his hands, with a look of embarrassment, and said: "I'm not here to eat, I want to discuss with the shopkeeper to do some handymanship and earn some travel expenses before leaving." ”

Wang Baoyu felt pity and said, "It's better to sell me your sword like this." ”

"This is what I'm trying to defend myself?"

"It's not even a magic weapon, how can you defend yourself?" Wang Baoyu said in a word, thinking to himself, with Tian Ying's posture, I am afraid that the monks are not even interested in robbing.

Tian Ying thumped his little head, but still took off the long sword, "Fifty medium-grade spirit stones, you can't miss it." ”

Ten yuan is not worth it, Wang Baoyu sneered, Tian Ying was a little embarrassed, her little head lowered, and she didn't dare to look at him.

Just as he wanted to take the spirit stone to buy this useless sword, there was a sudden commotion in the house, and everyone put down the money for wine and food and ran out.

"What's going on?"

"The fight has begun!" Tian Ying said.

"What is it better than?" Wang Baoyu asked puzzled.

"I don't even know this, the competition of the same cultivation, life and death are conceited, everyone bets, if you win the challenge at a high level, you can make a fortune all of a sudden. Tian Ying explained.

"Pay the deposit first, buy your sword later, and let's go see the excitement too. Wang Baoyu became interested, took out a high-grade spirit stone, stuffed it into Tian Ying's hand, left the wine money, and walked out with the crowd.

Tian Ying held the spirit stone, and couldn't hide the joy on his face, this was enough for the value of the sword, and when he met a rich man, he hurriedly followed out of the restaurant.

The flow of people flew towards the center of the island, many people were flying in the sky, without concealing their cultivation, Wang Baoyu was not in a hurry, and followed Tian Ying and hurried over unhurriedly.

This is a circular building slightly raised on the ground, made of bluestone, covering a large area, and the visible space is underground.

There was a light curtain shrouded in front of the low door, two disciples of the Northern Netherworld Sect dressed in black, guarding the sides with expressionless faces, and an old man sitting in front of him, with a wooden box in front of him, charging an entrance fee, and a medium-grade spirit stone.

In Wang Baoyu's opinion, it was very cheap, Tian Ying was speechless, and a large number of monks stayed outside, unwilling to spend money, just wanting to hear the result.

The monks entered the arena one after another, and Wang Baoyu tossed for a long time before he found two medium-grade spirit stones, threw them in the wooden box, and walked in with Tian Ying.

The space inside is large, similar to the ancient Colosseum, with an open space in the middle, surrounded by a circle, and from the bottom to the top are layers of seats.

The open space in the middle is shrouded tightly by the light curtain, but you can see everything inside, and at first glance it is formed by the magic circle, and the purpose is also very simple, to avoid the mana released by the monks inside during the competition, and hurt the audience on the stage.

Wang Baoyu and Tian Ying had just sat down side by side in the top row of seats when a monk from the Northern Netherworld Sect came over and asked if he could make a bet.

Tian Ying was eager to try, but Wang Baoyu was not interested, making a fortune by gambling on other people's lives and deaths, which was too inhumane.

Seeing that Wang Baoyu didn't react, Tian Ying didn't have any spare flowers, holding the high-grade spirit stone, he was not willing to bet in the end, and the monks of the Northern Hell Sect did not grind, and immediately went to find the next home.

After a while, an old man in a black robe appeared first, Yuan Infant Cultivation, who was the current person in charge of this island, and he loudly announced the rules of the competition, competing in pairs, not allowed to use magic weapons, and life and death were at their own risk.

The old man finished announcing and left with his hands behind his back with an indifferent expression. Then, two figures flew out of the two doors below and stood in the clearing.

Both of them were in the early stage of Jindan, and they threw their hands around with their bare hands, and the monks watching the battle immediately boiled, and the excited shouts were endless.

The monk of the Northern Netherworld Sect who was in charge of the bet kept flickering, collecting spirit stones and recording the betting information.

"I'll bet that the red-clothed one can win!" Tian Ying said excitedly.

"The cultivation of blue clothes is higher!" Wang Baoyu said.

"But the one in red looks stronger!"

"Between monks, fighting is not strength, and the actual cultivation, even if it is only a little higher, is deadly. Wang Baoyu said.

The shouts of the monks also stimulated the fighting spirit of the warriors, and I saw the red-clothed monk soar into the air, raised his iron fist full of true energy, and slammed it towards the blue-clothed monk on the opposite side.