"Broken bones and ashes, broken bones and ashes. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" A group of people from the Bloodthirsty Tribe shouted behind the ghost feud.

"I don't know who is dead in the deer, don't say big words, flash your tongue, cough," the high priest said leisurely.

"Hmph, sit down, make noise!" The ghost vengeance robe shook and sneered and sat on the throne, and a maid hurriedly presented a plate of exquisite fruits, and he was not looking at Yi Qi, the high priest of the Shennong tribe.

"Knock, knock, ..." A rapid drum beat sounded, and everyone was extremely excited, because everyone knew that the show was about to begin.

"Whoosh!" a strange figure appeared in the center of the martial arts arena, and became the focus of attention for a while.

"Old friends of all ethnic groups, little friends, today's game will be all over by the old man, I don't know which Taoist friend has an opinion?" The old man who appeared in the martial arts arena suddenly spoke, his voice was very hoarse, like swallowing a handful of soil and talking in his mouth.

I saw that this person was wearing a black robe, with a hooked nose, two sword eyebrows upside down, a deep scar on the left side of his face, which was eye-catching, and his body was not tall, but the air around him was inexplicably throbbing, and the ground under his feet turned scarlet, giving people the feeling of being like a dormant lion making people feel uneasy.

"Who's that?" muttered many people with sweaty palms on their backs.

"Damn, brother, you live to the dog, that is the high priest of the Heishan tribe, ask the sky, and now the king of Thailand is the highest, if nothing else, the next new king of Thailand. An old man's eyes sparkled, and he said with respect on his face, obviously worshipping the heavens.

As soon as this remark came out, it caused an uproar, because as everyone knew that this life-and-death battle was just a small game in the eyes of the high-ranking people, how could a high priest personally preside over the overall situation This is not a bit of a fuss?

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway. The appearance of Wentian may be a little inexplicable to the low-level people and the ordinary people who watch the excitement, but the high-level of the other tribes who came to watch the game smelled an intriguing smell.

It seems that there must be some kind of agreement between Montenegro and the Bloodpier Tribe, or something that can make the High Priest of Montenegro excited, and what will be the thing that can make a person with the highest voice want to win the True Immortal Realm? The high-ranking people of the other tribes are numb when they think about it, and even the High Priest of the Shennong Tribe is a little surprised.

"It seems that these guys are less and less interested in the King of Thailand, and it seems that I am right to listen to what the King of Thailand said about being a low-key person in a low-key manner. Yi Qi, the high priest of the Shennong tribe, muttered in his heart.

"Since everyone is silent, then the old man should be the witness of this time, and invite the Taoist friends of the Shennong Department to take a seat. Wentian didn't seem to put the high priest of the Shennong tribe in his eyes, and said so sharply.

"You..."The frank Temujin was furious and wanted to attack on the spot, Zhu Zuo pressed his shoulder with one hand and said, "He just wants to upset all of you, don't be fooled." ”

"Huh!" Several divine thoughts directly locked on Zhu Zuo, Zhu Zuo directly felt dry and dazed, fortunately, Shennong High Priest Yi Qi made a timely move, waved his staff to control all his divine senses, and snorted coldly, "Take a seat." ”

"Whew!" Zhu Zuo sweated like rain, he believed that his expressive outsiders would never know, but he neglected a fatal problem, that is, any of his subtle movements could be read in the eyes of these old foxes, danger, next time he could not act so blatantly.

Just when several divine senses were bullying Zhu Zuo, how could Temujin not know that he had almost been Dao just now, and although he was angry in his heart, he could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, clenching his fists to adjust his mentality.

"Okay! Now that everyone has arrived, the old man will say on behalf of the two tribes that today's battle is a battle of life and death, as long as the opposing sides are on the battlefield, the two sides will not die, unless one side begs for mercy and the other party is willing to spare the other party's life. The High Priest of the Black Mountain Tribe, Wen Tian, smiled at the High Priest of the Shennong Tribe, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Hey! Whoever dares to make a secret move is to fight to the death with the entire Black Mountain tribe, everyone present knows that the Shennong tribe has been excluded and there is no other tribe to help, obviously these words are said to the high priest of the Shennong tribe, Yi Qi. The people who were observing here all looked at these low-level people of the Shennong tribe with pity.

"It's so insidious! It seems that the immortal people of the Shennong tribe can't end up today, it's really not poisonous and not a husband. Zhu Zuo looked at the figure in the field like a poisonous snake, this is not clear about bullying people and beating the water dogs. I wanted to slap him to death, but I was still too weak, so I could only endure it.

Yi Qi, the high priest of the Shennong tribe, glanced around the people he brought, everyone looked at the eyes of the high priest and knew what he wanted to express, and they all raised their chests without fear, and they would rather die than live, nodding as if they were at home, "Fearless, according to you." ”

It was so obvious that the people present couldn't see that this was a situation that deliberately suppressed the momentum of the Shennong tribe, and it really lived to the dog.

"Okay! I think everyone has been waiting for a long time, and I won't talk nonsense anymore, the first game of the infant refining early stage realm life and death battle begins, please invite the players of the two clans to appear, the Piercing Blood Tribe has a brilliant first 10,000 medium-grade spars, does the Shennong tribe dare to fight?" asked Tian playfully.

"What? I heard you right, 10,000 medium-grade spars, even if a fool refines all these medium-grade spars, at least they will reach the peak realm of the gods. A middle-aged man said aphromatically.

"It seems that the Blood Thorn Tribe is really here to save its reputation this time, and it is a sky-high price as soon as you open your mouth, so you will have less friction with the people of the Blood Thorn Tribe next time. An old man admonished several of the younger clansmen around him.

"Yes, Ancestor. Several young people beside the old man responded, but their eyes were burning and betrayed their hearts, "Why don't I have such a chance to fight, 10,000 medium-grade spars are enough for me to gather the threshold of the Divine Realm." For a while, it became the voice of countless young people in small tribes.

"Fight!" Yi Qiyi, the high priest of the Shennong tribe, waved his hand, and a mountain of medium-grade spars appeared beside him.

"Boom. A bunch of medium-grade spars also quietly appeared next to the medium-grade spars of the Shennong tribe, "Hehe, old horseman, I see how much property you have to play with me, this time I will kill you." The High Priest of the Blood Piercing Tribe, Ghost Qiu, sneered in his heart.

The sun was shining, and many small tribesmen looked at the two piles of medium-grade spars and swallowed their saliva raw, and their eyes were full of gold stars. But everyone just tried it.

There is a thief's heart, but there is no thief's guts!, jokingly, in front of the high priests of the three tribes, you will snatch love with a knife unless you are a true fairyland, but if you are a true fairyland, how can you care about this small profit?

"Players from both tribes are invited. Wentian's figure flashed to the sidelines and played with a pot of tea, and said casually.

Finally, the bloody battle began, everyone wiped their eyes and waited quietly, even the Shennong tribe who had just arrived did not dare to disturb everyone's elegance, and quietly walked around the periphery behind the high priest and others.

"Huh!"

A sallow and emaciated man dressed in coarse linen flew out of the Bloodpier Tribe with a kitchen knife in his hand, standing in the middle of the martial arts arena.

"What's going on?" Everyone present frowned, stupidly petrified, if it weren't for the face of the High Priest of the Blood Piercing Tribe and the High Priest of the Black Mountain Tribe, 100% of them would have laughed, mocking that there was no one in the Blood Piercing Tribe?

Everyone knows that there must be a secret in this, and they simply wait to see a good show.

The man in coarse linen clothes was holding a kitchen knife, not afraid of everyone's eyes, and said loudly in a circle, "Contemptible, an inferior man from the Piercing Blood Tribe, who only chops wood and cooks every day, I have come to consult the heroes of the Shennong tribe today!"

"Inferior fellow asks the heroes of the Shennong tribe?" everyone listened to this introduction, where could they not hear the outside of the strings, this is a naked humiliation, and they completely despise everyone in the Shennong tribe.

There was an uproar, and everyone present exchanged their heads, and everyone in the Piercing Blood Tribe was full of playful smiles.

"Kill him, kill him!" all the people of the Shennong tribe were furious, hatred rose from their hearts, and evil screamed to the guts.