Fairy Trail Peak.

Nashan lowered his head, as if thinking about something.

The black eye jumped over and fell in front of Nashan like a little monkey. He grinned and said, "Brother Nashan, are you still frowning for the **** old man? You can't be afraid of soldiers coming to stop you. Is it there?"

Nashan snorted: "What do you kid know."

Turning around and looking into the distance, his eyes fell on the red figure in the distance, his expression already extremely heavy.

The time to come is finally here.

Unexpectedly, even if he hid in Wanbaotian, he would not be able to hide from the ancestor's pursuit.

Also, in the name of the River of Blood, even the Skyfire Pagoda had to be polite.

But since he came in, why didn't he go to Tang Jie, instead he was here waiting for the birth of the Sanxian Palace?

Is it waiting for the rabbit?

Or is there another plan?

Nashan was puzzled by this.

Although he couldn't figure out the purpose of the blood river, there was one thing Nashan understood that even with this person, Tang Jie would probably not show up, and the small Five Elements battle formation this time was considered a waste of training.

Not only that, but Nashan had to worry about whether the Lord of the Blood River still remembered the previous event. If he is committed to revenge and attaches the last time the clone was killed to a few of them, then the matter will be really troublesome.

As the head of the surrogate, Nashan had to consider all the consequences that might occur next, so that he was very thoughtful.

Compared to Nashan, the idea of ​​Black Eye and others is much simpler-since this old boy is not dead, then kill it again.

Always simple and violent.

Na Shan wanted to cry without tears, and deliberately told them the identity of the other party, but it was worse after thinking about it, and only walking.

In the Sanxian Palace in the distance, as time went by, the sword light was still declining.

From the original light, it gradually turned into the afterglow of the setting sun.

More and more people gathered outside the Sanxian Hall.

On Yunwu Peak, the number of Eastern Heavenly Kings increased from thirteen to seventeen. On Misty Peak, there were eighteen Southern Heavenly Kings on behalf of them. On the mountain side, there were two people in the future besides Tang Jie. The least who came were from the line of the Northern Heavenly King, and only thirteen of the twenty surrogates came, and seven of them had never appeared. Five of them fell in the Valley of Gods Fire, and the withered old man headed by him turned green for this reason.

Finally, when the light on the Sanxian Palace shrank into the last ball, everyone moved together.

They flew to the Sanxian Temple and came to the gate of the Sanxian Temple. Only the Lord of the Blood River remained motionless, standing far away.

The forces of the Quartet gathered in front of the Sanxian Hall at the same time, keeping a certain distance from each other, being vigilant and not talking to each other.

Still took the mountain and let out a hearty long smile: "The Three Immortals Palace will open, I don't know what you plan to do?"

Although the sword light of the Sanxian Temple retreated, it didn't mean that it didn't exist. Once there are too many people who are too strong, it is easy to trigger a sword mang rebound.

Therefore, when entering, we must follow the principle of gradual and orderly progress, and enter one by one, rather than rushing in.

Considering that whoever goes first has a certain advantage, every time the Three Immortal Palace is opened, the forces of the Quartet will argue over this first entry place, and even fight for it. Most of the time, the winner is the line of the Northern Heavenly Kings. Who would call them the highest realm, even though their harvest will always be the lowest.

Listening to Nashan's words at this moment, Liu Qianyi smiled and said: "What else can I propose? I propose a lottery."

Mr. Painter said: "I think this is the easiest way to avoid hurting peace. I don't know what about Master Xuangui?"

If it were in the past, this proposal of a lottery would definitely be opposed by the Northern Heavenly Kings, who have always insisted on giving priority to hard fists.

But at this moment, the skinny old man listened and thought for a while, and he nodded and said: "Agree!"

Liu Qianyi covered her mouth and smiled: "It's rare that Master Xuangui is so good-tempered. People are really afraid that Master Xuangui would not agree. If you come up and fight without saying anything, it will be troublesome."

A surrogate next to him sneered: "He really wanted to, but it's a pity that there are too few people."

Because of the higher realm of the Northern Heavenly Kings, they are generally combative and focus on contention. But this time, before entering the Hall of the Three Immortals, first fold the seven generals, especially even the tiger demon who transforms the soul has no shadow. Seeing that it is more fierce than good, the old man Xuangui can't do it anymore, so he can only take a step back. Let's take a look.

At this moment, hearing the words of the generation traveler, the old man Xuangui had a trace of killing intent in his eyes: "Looking for death!"

An icy breath has already moved towards the substitute.

Liu Qianyi waved her handkerchief, and a breeze swept away the deep chill: "Why the Master should care about it."

Turning his head to the intervening agent and said: "Luo Hong, you are rude to the Master, and you are fined not to participate in the lottery, and the last one enters the Sanxian Palace."

"What?" The face of the substitute named Luo Hong changed drastically: "You..."

"Dare to speak hard!" Liu Qianyi grabbed Luo Hong and threw him away.

Throwing it far away, Luo Hong plunged into the cloud and disappeared.

Master Xuangui then suppressed his anger.

At this time, the painter had already picked up a bamboo stick and said, "There are sixty-five lotteries here, and each stick is counted. Everyone picks one and enters according to the number above. Of course, as the sign-off People, I won’t participate, and the last one is mine."

Speaking of throwing the lottery in the air, everyone has grabbed the bamboo lottery in the air.

These immortal cultivators are so many people, all of them are looking at the bamboo sticks in the sky at the same time, find the number they need in an instant, and then make a move together.

With a big wave of the mountain, he grabbed the bamboo stick with the word "1" written on it. Just when it was about to be caught, a wave of the diagonal thorn suddenly ran into it. Unable to catch it, it was a substitute who blasted the stick open and grabbed the stick. But before he caught him, he had been knocked into flight by another surrogate.

The Quartet actually fought at this moment, vying for the bamboo sticks one after another.

This is the rule of the repair world, even if it is a lottery, it is necessary to give the powerful people room to play.

These bamboo sticks are all made by Master Painter from Xishan Cold Eyebrow Bamboo. They are extremely tough, and are impacted by various spells. At this moment, everyone shot at the same time, and the sky is full of flames.

Among them, the battle for bamboo sticks with the highest number was the fiercest, and I saw Master Xuangui, Liu Qianyi, Take Shan Heiyan and others all shot, whizzing out a tumultuous wave. Although the contention is only for ranking, and it is not possible to commit a big killing, the space in front of the Sanxian Palace is still full of boundless energy, so that the rest can't get close.

Master Xuangui is worthy of being a strong monster of the Demon Race, transforming souls into cultivation. He tried his best to seal the wild, and the others who were better than Nashan were also struggling. He himself took advantage of the situation and grabbed the number one pick and laughed: "Got it!"

After losing the No. 1 pick, the rest moved to fight for the No. 2 pick, but this time it was still obtained by a demon soul transforming powerhouse.

The No. 3 pick took the mountain. Relying on his supernatural power, he rushed through all obstacles and won the No. 3 pick. The No. 4 pick is Liu Qianyi. In terms of strength, she may be relatively lower than the others, but when she starts her charms, she is often refreshing and difficult to hold on her own. Even more, she is willing to take the initiative to moth for her. fire. In the melee, Liu Qianyi easily won the fourth pick.

The fifth lottery is the painter. For some reason, this sign has not been noticed, so it fell straight down from the air and fell straight to the feet of Master Painter. Although Mr. Painter did not make a shot, the ranking of this sign is not low at all.

Although everyone knows that this must be because he made a ghost in the lottery beforehand, but everyone can't see his tricks and can't say anything. If he chooses to get the No. 1 pick to his side, everyone will definitely not want it, but if he chooses the No. 5 pick, it is not too much for him to be the master of painting.

Of course, they overlooked one thing: the fifth pick can be a ghost, and other picks can also be a ghost.

In the previous lottery, Zuo’s full name spotted a lottery and grabbed it. He picked it up and saw that it was "32". He felt bad luck. He was about to throw it all over again, but found that the lottery had the number one on it. Changed from 32 to 16. He was stunned at first, then overjoyed.

With his strength, the 16th place is an excellent sequence. He didn't change it anymore, and he withdrew after receiving the lottery. Looking back at the painting master, he was still standing on his own, giggling, as if everything had happened. It has nothing to do with him.

The lottery battle ended soon, and everyone got their own number.

The Northern Heavenly King won one or two, the Western Heavenly King took the third place, the Southern Heavenly King was fourth, and the Eastern Heavenly King was fifth. It seems that the biggest winner is the Northern Heavenly King, and the Eastern Heavenly King is the loser.

But if you look more closely, you will find that in the next sequence of numbers, the number obtained by the Eastern King is the highest. Sixth, eighth, tenth, twelfth, almost every other number, is obtained by a person from the Eastern Heavenly King.

Seeing that the distribution of the 65 lottery tickets ended in this way, only the last one was left in Liu Qianyi's hands, but it was the last "65" that no one wanted. Naturally, it belonged to the one who was thrown out by Liu Qianyi and did not participate. Assigned by Luo Hong.

Holding the lottery, Liu Qianyi said: "But I forgot the nasty villain. That Luo Hong was restrained by me and couldn't move, but he couldn't come back by himself. This is too much. It’s far away, and I don’t know where to find it. Master, look, it’s all for you, and they have lost all of them."

This last sentence was extremely soft, with endless flattery, which made Master Xuangui not help but move in his heart. He smiled and said: "Why is this girl Liu? My old bones can't stand the girl's erosive feats. That's it, Heihe, you can find someone for the girl."

A black-clothed man stretched his arms and flew up, transforming into a black feather crane and flying away.

After a while, the black-clothed man reappeared, carrying the man named Luo Hong. Bring Luo Hong back in front of everyone, throw him to the ground, and the black crane returned to the back of the master Xuangui. Liu Qianyi kicked Luo Hong just now, and this kick released all his restrictions, and then said: "Get up."

Luo Hong stood up shyly and angrily, probably knowing that he had no face to meet people, and he hid behind everyone as soon as he came together.

Everyone laughed for a while, and then waited for the opening of the Sanxian Palace together.

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The scenes of the Sanxian Palace fell in the eyes of the Lord of the Blood River.

Glancing at his mouth, the Lord of the Blood River snorted: "A senseless act."

Looking back, Xuehe's gaze has been towards the distant sky.

In the distant sky, wisps of white clouds are fluttering in the sky, appearing quiet and peaceful.

I couldn't see the shadow of expectation, let alone the torrent of waiting, everything seemed so peaceful.

Tang Jie, shouldn't come.

The Lord of the Blood River sighed as he thought about it.

Tang Jie was not a fool. Although the four blood river clones were eliminated with the help of the terrain of Shenhuo Valley, the huge power gap between them did not narrow. Tang Jie should be very clearly aware of how strong the strength he came over this time, it was not something he could eat in twos or twos.

So he can only give up.

To give up this trip to the Sanxian Palace, this is the best choice for him.

Although the Lord of the Blood River had hoped that Tang Jie would be more courageous, now it seems that this expectation is a luxury.

"It's just a coward in the end." The Lord of the Blood River hummed.

If you don’t dare to come, don’t you dare to come.

He came here not for Tang Jie, Tang Jie was just an excuse for him to enter Wanbaotian, a cover, and Sanxian Palace was the real purpose of his trip. As for Tang Jie, it is too late to clean up after he finishes this matter, so let him linger for a while.

Thinking of this, the Lord of the Blood River looked back at the Sanxian Palace, his eyes were full of greed.

In the Sanxian Hall at this time, the sword light on the hall shrank more and more.

The time to open the Sanxian Palace is getting closer and closer.

Everyone is waiting, and the spirit becomes tense.

Finally, as the light on the Sanxian Palace diminished, suddenly a sword light shot straight into the sky.

With the sword light rising into the sky, the Sanxian Hall suddenly shined brightly.

If the original Sanxian Palace was shrouded by Jianhua, like a hedgehog covered with spikes, then all the spikes in the Sanxian Palace at this moment have been eliminated, leaving only a warm glow.

"It's on!" someone shouted.

Following this roar, there was a loud bang, and the tall and big pillar gate leading to the Sanxian Hall had already opened abruptly, revealing a deep and long path.

The old man Xuangui had a glorious gaze, and he had already taken the lead to set foot on the Three Immortal Palace.

Just as he was about to enter, a sudden violent roar came: "Go away!"

A big hand has grabbed the back of Master Xuangui's neck.

"Who?" Master Xuangui fought back furiously, and the frost current rushed out frantically, but at the moment it rushed out, it was filled with a **** air current, impacted, offset, and instantly destroyed to nothing.

A blood-colored palm appeared horizontally, hitting the back of Master Xuangui. A huge shadow of the turtle shell appeared behind the Master Xuangui. However, pressing the palm of the palm looked like nothing, lightly passing through the tortoise shell. Going over the tortoise shell and hitting the back of Master Xuangui, he vomited blood.

The next moment the big scarlet hand grabbed the black turtle's neck and threw him up.

Master Xuangui, who took the lead in the lottery battle, was thrown into the air like this, and everyone was stunned for a while.

At this time, I looked again and found that in the open space in front of the Sanxian Hall, I don't know when the Lord of the Blood River has appeared.

This is a clone of the soul-changing stage.

With the emergence of this clone, one Blood River clone came out of the void, and more than twenty clones came out at once, each of which was shrouded in boundless blood, making everyone trembled.

Taking a cold glance at everyone, the blood river clone that had thrown the flying mysterious tortoise before took the lead to walk towards the Sanxian Palace.

Then came one avatar after another, following behind him rhythmically, disappearing into the long clouds in front of the Sanxian Palace.

The surrogates were shocked by the opponent's strength, and no one dared to step forward to stop them.

Only then did they realize how powerful this group of people who suddenly came out was.

No wonder they didn't participate in the lottery before, because in the eyes of these people, this is a kid's trick. In the eyes of Xuehe, it is your business how you sort, but before that, I have to go in first! Before Lao Tzu finishes entering, everyone has to stand aside!

This realization makes everyone feel uncomfortable.

Finally, all the blood river clones have entered the Sanxian Palace.

The remaining surrogates looked at each other, and sighed with Shan Chang, "Let's go in too, Master, you'd better invite it first."

Compared to others, Nashan was at least emotionally more accepting because he knew the identity of the blood river.

Master Xuangui took a deep breath, and then stepped in again.

Without the obstruction of the blood river ~lightnovelpub.net~ Master Xuangui also lost the previous vigorous scene.

As the last surrogate disappeared in front of the Sanxian Temple, the Sanxian Temple finally recovered its previous tranquility and silence.

I don't know how long it took, a blood-colored figure suddenly appeared from the void in a twisted form.

Surprisingly, it is another Lord of the Blood River.

Looking at the surrounding situation, Xuehe said to himself: "It seems that I really don't plan to come anymore, let alone your little beast, and I will come to you after I get done."

She said her figure flashed, and she disappeared behind the door.

At the same time, in the high-altitude clouds 10,000 meters away from the Sanxian Temple, Tang Jie condescendingly watched all this.

He murmured: "Sure enough, there are other plans. It is good to have plans, and there will be conflicts if there are plans!"

He paused, and then continued: "And all I want is to be on top...and fire!" R1058

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