Directly is a feeling of suffocation at any time!
Clearly separated by a distance of tens of zhang, hundreds of zhang or even more, everyone can still clearly feel the harsh killing spirit! These people are like demons suddenly released from hell!
Even though there were only a few hundred people, there was no sound, and there was no unnecessary movement other than the feet moving, but they managed to create a tragic atmosphere like a million troops fighting fiercely!
Any one of these people is a god of killing! Absolute killer!
Their clothes are all Shengxue white clothes, the only difference is that there are different gold threads embroidered on the cuffs. The gold thread is thick and thin, there are two lines and three lines, but some of them seem to be inlaid with small gold engravings woven with golden thread!
It seems that this is the establishment of the special system of the Evil Monarch's Mansion...
Such people, one team per side, each team is exactly one hundred and forty-nine people! After the last person stepped out of the city gate, they divided neatly to the two sides, spread them out in the shape of wild goose wings, and said at the same time: "Everyone, please come into the city to watch the ceremony!"
Miao Zhan originally watched from a distance with an indifferent face, but at the moment when the two hundred and ninety-eight people appeared, his eyes suddenly opened wider and wider, and in the end, his eyes widened!
Mo Wudao, Xi Ruochen and Huyan Aobo, the three suzerains of the holy land, had the most ugly expressions on their faces!
"What's wrong?"
Finding that the atmosphere was not right, Miao Xiaomiao raised her head and asked Miao Ni, "How is this possible? The two hundred and ninety-eight people who formed the welcoming team have the lowest cultivation level... and they also have the strength of a third-level saint!"
Miao Dao also took a deep breath, and even his voice trembled a little: "Among them, there are more than 70 masters of the Holy Emperor and more than a hundred of them are Saints with a fourth-level peak cultivation... With such strength, It's, it's just... incredible... and these... are just people who come out to welcome guests... Damn, I'm going crazy... How could such a thing happen!"
If it's just a saint, Miao Dao will naturally not pay attention to it, even if it is ten or eight, it is not a problem, but such people form an army and appear together... That would be scary, even Horror, panic... "Ah~" Miao Xiaomiao exclaimed after hearing this shocking information, and then hurriedly covered her mouth.
I just feel like my little heart is jumping up and down...
A total of 70 holy emperors and more than 200 saints of the fourth level formed a welcoming support... It seems that even the Piaomiao Illusory Mansion is difficult to come up with such a huge lineup...
"Now, all that remains is to understand the high-end strength possessed by the Xiejun Mansion..."
Miao Jian took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Behind him, Mo Wudao and the others also fell silent.
Then it was Jun Wuyi who appeared, the third master Jun, dressed in plain Tsing Yi, presided over the welcoming ceremony at the gate. As Jun Wuyi is an important person in the Xiejun's residence, it can be said that he has given everyone a lot of face by personally presiding over the reception!
Miao Dao and the others looked at each other and said, "Let's go."
Everyone got up at the same time and walked over there.
Suddenly there was a loud voice shouting: "Sikong Anye from the family of Sikong in Shannan congratulates the evil monarch on the opening of his mansion. I would like to present a seven-color magnolia plant as a congratulatory gift! Ten thousand taels of gold! It's just a heartfelt gesture!"
Then I saw a burly man coming out of the crowd, holding a brocade box in both hands as the first mover. Unintentionally walked up to meet him, he held his hand affectionately and said with a smile: "Brother Sikong is really too polite." Well, it’s fine if someone comes, what’s the congratulatory gift? Come, take brother Sikong to rest and serve tea, good tea!”
Sikong Anye laughed, followed a girl in white and walked in.
"The Duanmu family, Duanmu Chaochachachaofan, congratulate Xiexie... the monarch, please open... open that open..."
When the visitor opened his mouth, he was almost speechless. He hadn't finished speaking for a long time, but it turned out that he stuttered.
But none of the people present dared to laugh out loud, because there was only one person who dared to stutter and show up here: "Duanmu Chaofan, the Patriarch of the Duanmu Family!
Jun Wuwu didn't wait for him to finish, and hurried up to meet him, laughed and said: "Brother Fried Rice, you are here too, you are all from your own family, why bother to come here and work hard, go in and rest quickly." Duanmu Chaofan looked a little embarrassed and said: "Brother Wuwu, I, I, I... I haven't had this congratulatory gift yet... Report... Report... Report..."
"What else to report?"
Jun Wuyi hurriedly pulled him in: "It might be dark by the time you finish reporting..."
The two had known each other for a long time, and they never had any taboos when talking to each other. Amidst Duanmu Chaofan's persistent arguing, he was ushered in. After walking for a long time, he still heard his stuttering voice coming from afar: "I will report to report to Wei..."
Immediately afterwards, everyone gasped in unison, because under the watchful eyes of everyone, waves rolled among the crowd, forming a road. A mass of majestic fat suddenly appeared in front of the crowd!
This fat man can no longer be described as "fat man", but should be said: "A lump of meat! A big lump of meat!
The big meat ball came out waddlingly, and every step it took, everyone felt like they were on a boat. The trembling of that piece of fat is like the waves of the sea, boundless... Zhenzhenfang. It's not that I haven't seen a fat man before, but it's the first time I've seen a fat man like this! How can a person be so fat
It's really too exaggerated!
But she immediately discovered a strange phenomenon: "Wherever this fat man goes, everyone will automatically and consciously give way to let him go first, and their expressions are quite respectful...
There were many people scrambling to come up and talk, and after saying a word with the fat man, they quickly backed away, and then looked satisfied and honored...
"Who is this person?"
Miao Xiaomiao couldn't imagine that a fat man could have such great power! To have such an incredible influence! It's really strange, what is the charm of this fat man who laughs until his stomach hurts at a glance and then feels so sick that he can't eat for three days
And the most outrageous thing is that this fat man doesn't seem to have much strength. His Xuangong cultivation base seems to be at the Yinxuan level at most. Could it be that this person is actually a top-notch master, and his cultivation base has reached a level that can perfectly conceal his own cultivation base? It is a profound state, or it should be like this, otherwise it is difficult to explain how so many people respect him
"Miss Xiao Miao seems to be surprised that this person has such a low level of cultivation, why can he still be feared by everyone? This person is the richest man in the world today! The owner of the Noble Hall of Tianxiang City, Tang Yuan! He is also the evil monarch Moxie. A close friend! It can be regarded as one person attaining the Tao, let the chicken and dog ascend to heaven!"
Mo Wudao said slowly beside her.
"A rich man, an evil monarch, the first friend in his life..."
Miao Xiaomiao's brain almost froze, completely unable to think. Just a rich man, a little bit of money, what's the big deal
"Wealth can serve ghosts, and it can also lead to gods. In the Xuanxuan Continent, a world where power is paramount, it may not be a big deal for a person to own ten thousand taels of gold, or even one hundred thousand taels, but if it is a million taels of gold... even If it goes far beyond, to the point where the number cannot be counted... Then this person is the most powerful person in the world! Even if he doesn't have any profound energy, he is also the most dangerous person in the world!"
Mo Wudao sighed and said: "One tael of silver is also a temptation, ten thousand taels of gold is also a temptation, more, even more temptation. Some people can naturally abide by their morals when facing dozens of taels of gold and silver, but if they face the real What about the temptation of astronomical figures? You must know that a penny can stump a hero... Having a lot of money is also a skill, an excellent skill!"
Miao Xiaomiao nodded, half understanding.
In front of him, the fat man of the richest man in the world walked up to Third Master Jun panting, and he heard his stomach slapping the ground as he walked... Then Miao Xiaomiao retched: "Because she Suddenly, I saw that the fat man suddenly had a flattering smile on his chubby face...
I have to say that this kind of look on the fat man's face is really disgusting, "Third Uncle... Long time no see... Hehe, Third Uncle hehehe..."
While wiping his sweat, the fat man tried his best to flatter Jun Wuwu.
Jun Wuyi frowned deeply: "Oh fat man, what's wrong with you... Didn't Mo Xie lose weight for you before? It's only been a few days, you actually... you actually..."
Third Master Jun doesn't know what to say, this fat man's current weight has definitely surpassed his previous highest record again!
"Uh, three... this person, with a broad heart... is fat." Nephew Bu... nephew, I am very open-minded now. "
Tang Yuan was panting, his fat body was still shaking freely and irregularly...
"You... oh, you really are too open-minded..."
Third Master Jun was speechless for a while, and waved his hands to make people drag the fat man away. This fat man is in front of him, directly covering Jun Wuyi, a man of seven feet tall, and the pressure is... too great...
As soon as the words were finished, the fat man suddenly raised his head, stomped his feet, and his whole body fluctuated a few times like dancing independently, and then roared: "Tang Yuan, the treasurer of the Noble Hall of Tianxiang City, came to congratulate the evil monarch on the opening of the mansion!" , I present He Xi... Ten million taels of gold!"
As soon as this sentence came out, the entire venue was instantly silent!
Ten million taels of gold!
The fat man didn't give anything away, any rare and precious treasures, treasures of heaven and earth that were born thousands of years ago... nothing, just money! Send gold!
Ten million taels of gold!
This number, it seems, is no longer an astronomical figure... This number is already a height that 99.999999% of the people in this world dare not even think about!
Simply using these gold to hit people, at least hundreds of thousands of people can be killed...
Miao Xiaomiao was shocked all over, and was too shocked to speak.
This fat man... he really is rich, he really is too rich...