Chapter 1950

Above the Tianhua Pavilion, there is a jewel-filled temple, inside the temple, where two beautiful ladies are sitting at the front.

One wearing a purple tuxedo, turned into a fairy air flow, the eyebrows are more intelligent, and the other is wearing a blue skirt, the same temperament is compelling, dusty and superb. The two sat on a huge crystal ball with countless images, including the image of Ye Chu.

"Giggle..." The blue skirt woman giggled. "Sister Zixia, people want you to sleep, you promised, it seems that you want a man..."

"Hey! Such a man sees more!" The purple woman is the Zixia fairy, watching the huge crystal ball eyebrows but there is a more exuberant atmosphere.

It has been a few years since I came to Tianhua Pavilion and opened Tianhua.

No one has ever dared to mention such a request. He wants to let himself sleep, and he does not look at whether he is alive.

"I think it's good to see people, Zixia sister is better to think about it..." The blue skirt woman smiled forward and leaned back, a pair of ghost elves.

Zixia Xianzi said: "Blue Xia sister, you are less jokes here. I used to open up the Tianhua stage today. The result has caused me to see such an annoying fly..."

"This is the fate between you, forget it, Zixia sister, go to sleep, I will serve you..."

"You still said, look at me, I don't tear your mouth..."

"Okay, okay, go into the second level..."

......

The second woman was playing in the temple above the Tianhua Pavilion. The people below were unclear. Many people in the hall opened their eyes and found that nearly half of the companions left the hall.

Red fat man also opened his eyes and shouted excitedly: "Haha, I passed the first pass today, and the second pass to the ninth pass can't help me..."

Ye Chu also looked at the situation on the crystal board. He just saw clearly that some of the poor-powered guys were peeped into the sea of ​​sea and even Yuan Ling by Zixia Shenguang, and then they were driven out.

"What does this Zixia Fairy want to do? Is it to get the world of martial arts?"

Ye Chu drank a great wine, frowned, and looked at the situation in the hall.

Originally more than 200 young talents, now only about a little more than a hundred, and nearly half of them have been eliminated. Of course, there may be people in those ya, but Ye Chu can't see it now. Really confident, strong to come to the fore, I am afraid most of them are also in the elegant room, not like the red fat man, like to be a chicken head below.

"Congratulations to everyone who passed the first pass, then the second pass, or the same, Zixia Excalibur, I hope everyone has a good performance..."

Zixia Fairy is like a host who guides you to play games. There are some purple swords in the talking room and the hall.

These Excaliburs are not the real thing, just a sword that resembles a plaque. What makes Ye Chu somewhat unexpected is that there are three Excaliburs in his elegant room.

Obviously, this is the Zixia Fairy, special care for himself.

"There is a strength of the sect of the king, this Zixia fairy is some means..."

Looking at the three purple swords in front of him, Ye Chu did not care about it at all. It was only a surprise to him that he did not know how many purple swords he had made, but at least he had to have Two or three hundred. With such a means, at the very least, there must be the strength of the world.

Three purple Excaliburs, surrounded by leaves in a triangle, are directed at the three directions of Ye Chu.

"Zi Xia Fairy, you are still sleeping with you, follow this little to keep your spicy drink, and then give birth to it, build a football team, we will play the World Cup..."

Ye Chuxi sneered, flipping between fingers, three lotus petals appeared, and directly rushed to the three purple swords.

"Hey..."

Three squeaking sounds were heard in the room, and the three purple swords were blown away by the seemingly fragile lotus petals, and Ye Chu also saw the situation in the hall.

There are more than 20 pig brothers who can't hold a purple sword. They were given the Tianhua Pavilion by Zixia Fairy.

In the temple, the face of Zixia Fairy is even more ugly, and Lanxia Fairy laughs at her: "Zi Xia sister, this kid is very strong, you have to be careful, otherwise you will be caught by others... ..."

"You say..." Zixia was angry and stared at her.

Lanxia Fairy smiled and made a face to her, and strangely asked: "What is the football team, can the World Cup eat?"

"I know, this kid is nonsense!"

On the face of Zixia Fairy, there is also a rare red glow. The little boy in the elegant room is too irritating, and even said such a thing.

Want to let yourself sleep, want to let him have a bunch of baby for him? He does not look at his looks.

"Hey, Zixia sister, you have to take good care of him, or I can't help you when you arrive. Maybe someone is a saint..." Lanxia Fairy squatted.

Zixia fairy airway: "If he is a saint, then I am the supreme..."

How rare is the sage, in the age when this great world has not yet fully arrived, a saint is enough to slay nine days and ten places and kill the world.

This kid is so young, how could it be a saint, and this dexing, even a saint, is a scum for the saint.

......

“Congratulations to everyone entering the third level, today’s third level is somewhat different from the past. Today we want everyone to see a picture...”

After the second pass, there were fewer people in the hall. The red fat man was just too arrogant. Now he is a little bit ugly, his face is a little white, and the two maids beside him have already been driven out.

The sound of Zixia Fairy just fell, and the same painting appeared in the hall and in the room. It was a colorful landscape painting.

"There is a tricky thing..."

In the eyes of Ye Chu, the cold light flashed directly. I haven't seen this painting yet. There is a Taoist dynasty in this painting. This is a more insidious approach.

Qinglian in his eyebrows immediately appeared, blocking the front of the painting, and the blue light caught the passage from the painting.

"It really is not a good thing..."

In the heart of Ye Chu’s heart, this painting is too strange. Under the blue light of Qinglian, it shows its original appearance.

It was a battlefield, a battlefield of blood, just like the battlefield that Ye Chu had seen in the old courtyard of the Liuyi people in the Jincheng City.

However, this piece of battlefield is not as terrible as that one. The corpse is everywhere, the blood flows into the river, and the body of a **** of war is a million. The battlefield is much weaker. At most, there are only a dozen or 200,000 bodies in the painting. which performed.

"What it is?"

The Qinglian of Ye Chu appeared, and the Zixia Fairy and the Lanxia Fairy in the temple stood up, and the beautiful eyes stared at the strange green lotus of Ye Chu.