Kongtong Daoren smiled, didn't raise his eyelids, and said slowly: "How can this seat know." ”

Dongyang Daoist was silent, "What if Daoist friends estimate?"

"What is that Daoyou's estimate?" asked Kongtong Daoren.

The old fox Kongtong was not willing to answer positively at all, and how could it not be the case in the hearts of Dongyang Dao people? The two of them were playing Tai Chi, and Dongyang Daoist Zuihou smiled and said, "But no matter what, Poor Dao has not lost the slightest. ”

He raised his right hand and looked at the earth-shattering ring shining in the cloud-dense light above, revealing a faint smile: "Poor Dao has already got what I need, but Kongtong Daoist has not been able to get what he wanted." ”

"That fellow Daoist guesses that I hope Bizhuang wins. Kongtong didn't even open his eyes, and when he heard the words of Dongyang Daoren, he just changed to a more comfortable position and continued to lie horizontally: "Once upon a time, I thought that I could sit so comfortably and leisurely on this door, this is the life of the Daomen, even if it is not in the blessed land here, its aura is also extremely coveted by this seat." ”

"Daoyou can be regarded as answering my question. Dongyang Daoren said calmly: "But have you ever thought that this Bizhuang will break the contract?"

"Break the contract, does he dare?" Kongtong Daoren sneered: "Dongyang, you and I are both smart people, what we heard from the conversation between Jian Lao and Xiao Chen just now, we all tacitly know it, why bother to test this seat again." ”

Dongyang Daoist said lightly: "Poor Dao just doesn't understand, so I asked Daoyou, do Daoyou think I'm pretending to be confused?"

"You really don't understand?" Kongtong Daoist propped himself up, his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and said lightly: "Daoist friends don't understand what? Do you not understand that there is only one sword elder in this so-called Bizhuang, or do you not understand that this sword elder is not a monk of the Jindan period at all? Or do you not understand that the Ziyun Gate that Jian Lao is bound to destroy is because of Xiao Chen alone. Because he was the prince who was supported by this seat in the world!"

This voice of questioning made the space freeze suddenly.

After a long time, Dongyang Daoist smiled slightly and said, "I see, Daoist friends have seen it so thoroughly, so that the poor Dao is dull." Poor Dao didn't have time to participate in the battle of the Daoist Friends to capture the mountains and rivers back then, so naturally he didn't know as much as the Daoists. ”

"Daoist friends are trying to find ways to set the idea of this seat. Kongtong Daoren smiled coldly, then lay down again, and said lightly: "The old man is just guessing, and he is not sure yet." If so, then everything will be easy, and this seat can logically take over the entire Purple Cloud Gate and the entire Six Veins Divine Mountain. ”

Kongtong Daoist was extremely determined, Dongyang Daoist nodded, and said: "Regardless of whether this sword elder is the original son of the world, but even if it is not, it has nothing to do with him, otherwise he would not come to warn Daoist." ”

"This seat is going to be calculated. Kongtong Daoist Haha smiled and said: "How can this sword elder know what this seat is thinking, a rising child, this seat has been rolling in the cultivation realm for so many years, how can he not investigate the clues." It's just that this seat still has doubts and is not sure, so along the way, I will be respectful to him. After a pause, he turned his head to look at Dongyang and said, "Isn't this the idea of Daoyou? We swore an oath outside Shenglong City a few days ago, but unfortunately this Bi Zhuangzi is nothing, everything has become empty words, and we don't have to worry about the Nine Heavens punishment at all." ”

"The same is true of the poor road. Dongyang Daoist glanced at Kongtong Daoren, and his face always remained calm: "But this sword is always prepared, and he can take out so many treasures and magic weapons on his body, Xiao Chen will not be able to please him if he fights." If Jian Lao wins by luck, Daoist friends will not kill him for a while. ”

"This seat still relies on him to accept disciples and strengthen the mountain gate, how can I kill him. Kongtong Daoist Haha smiled and said: "I only hope that Xiao Chen will not be too ruthless, otherwise this sect will lack a big help." ”

"Nothing is still known right now. Dongyang Daoist said lightly and said no more.

Kongtong Dao people despise Dongyang in their hearts, greedy for life and afraid of death, if they want to achieve great things, how can they not be ruthless, although this seat has been pretending to be a grandson before, but it can be regarded as a burden of humiliation. The fighting methods of Xiao Chen and Jian Lao will definitely not be as calm as Yue Shan's real people, if he is not wrong, it will definitely be a battle that will never die.

Someone will definitely die!

As for who that person was, Kongtong Dao didn't care.

Even if Xiao Chen wins, then he will be seriously injured, and with the arrangement that the old sword has planned for many years, it is impossible for Xiao Chen to come out intact. No matter how bad it is, it is Xiao Chen Jindan who blew himself up, and both Zuihou died.

Of course, in Kongtong's heart, if Chu Hao wins, that is the most haode result. At least in this way, the Kongtong Dao people can also master a person who can continuously provide him with magic weapons and treasure weapons, so that he can get the maximum improvement and support for his independent mountain gate.

Thinking of this, Kongtong Dao people couldn't help but be happy.

He glanced at the Dongyang Daoist next to him, this old guy, smart is smart, but he doesn't know how to be flexible, if this seat masters the Purple Cloud Gate, he will be disposed of when the time comes. Otherwise, it will be a scourge after all.

Kongtong Daoren has always been as poisonous as a scorpion, at this moment, he feels that he will be the biggest winner, as long as Xiao Chen is not there, Ziyunmen is like nothing to him, with those stinky bull noses, which is his opponent!

"Sword Age, Sword Age, although the old man is not sure of your true identity, he still thanks you for helping this seat. Kongtong showed a cruel smile on his face, and looked at the "civil engineering drill" in his hand repeatedly.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits.

And this seat is the fisherman!

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Time passed minute by minute, just when the four veins were speculating and restless, only Kongtong Daoist was leisurely, everything seemed to be under control, and now he didn't seem to have to worry about any changes at all, as long as he advanced in the ideal direction, he would always be the one who laughed at Zuihou.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the square, Kongtong Daoren's eyes suddenly opened, and then he looked up at the sky, directly in the blue sky, the clouds suddenly began to dissipate, and the spiritual power barrier gradually became gloomy.

Dongyang Dao people also stood up, and neither of them exuded their divine sense to investigate at this moment.

Quietly waiting for someone to appear in the clouds.

At this moment, the broken air flow was raging wildly around, and a feeling of seeing through the clouds and fog filled everyone's hearts. After two days, the result finally came out at this moment!

Is it Xiao Chen, or Jian Lao?!

The heartbeat of all the scattered cultivators was unprecedentedly violent, and the whole square was solemn and quiet.