"Puff... Boss, you're going out again!" At the banquet celebrating Luo Xingchen's listing, Luo Xingchen said that he was going to the Quartet for experience, and Ling Ying almost spouted a sip of tea.
Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at Luo Xingchen with weird eyes.
Yue Wushuang opened her small mouth and was stunned for a long time.
"Brother, no excitement, I want to go too!"
Qing'er's little hand slapped the table, and under the force, the table collapsed directly, which also caused everyone to be stunned.
Luo Xingchen stood up and smiled slightly: "The younger generation's cultivation encountered a barrier and got stuck on the first floor. It didn't make any progress for a long time. I want to go out for a bit of experience and try to see if I can improve my strength again."
Chu Tingxuan said calmly, "Boy, this is a good idea. You are still young and naturally inexperienced. As everyone knows, at your age, someone who can reach this level is already extremely scary."
Luo Xingchen waved his hand: "If you have aspirations not in your senior year, the younger generation will naturally have my way. In five years, I still have one big thing to complete. It has been half a year now!"
When Luo Xingchen said it, everyone knew that no one could stop his will.
Chi Lian stood up, his eyes flashed: "You are going to experience, do you need me as a thug?"
Luo Xingchen smiled: "I am going to experience, not to dominate. No one needs to go, I am enough!"
After this decision was made, many people were stunned...
One person, one sword and one sword, Luo Xingchen carried the sword behind his back, loaded the battle lightly, and started from the Palace of Wuque Swords, and embarked on his path of departure.
Even in such a small place as Blue Wind Continent, there are boundless dangers, not to mention that the territory here is dozens of times that of Blue Wind Continent.
In his footsteps, he set foot in an ancient city under the jurisdiction of His Highness Wuquedao. In this ancient city, pedestrians are bustling with traffic.
At this time, he saw someone set up a stall at the gate of the city, specifically responsible for placing bets. After a bet for two and a half years, the top of the jihad would eventually go to whom.
The ancient city also had two big and small forces. The head of its family was in the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm. This kind of strength was already very good in Blue Wind Continent.
But here, like the ants, those who watched the gate of the Temple of Infinite Blade were all in the late Spiritual Image Realm.
"I'll take a gamble, hey, do you know that, among the four major forces in the south, Shengxuan and Shenyuan Pavilion are now married, and they have never been at peace with Wuque Daodian. This is the saint son The battle, I'm afraid it will definitely be tit-for-tat, it must be extremely exciting!"
The middle-aged man with a big waist and a round waist smiled and explained something that had little to do with him.
The corner of Luo Xingchen's mouth raised, holding his arms, and continuing to listen with interest.
He only listened to this man and made a mystery: "Next, you might as well make a bet and look at the alliance of the two major forces and Wuwei Daodian in the holy war. Who is strong and who is weak?"
In the audience, the pedestrians onlookers suddenly shouted loudly.
"Cut, do you need to say, two to one, Shenyuan Pavilion and Shengxuan must have won!"
"Hey, you don't know about it. I heard that there was a remarkable figure in the Palace of Wuque Blades recently, named Luo Xingchen, who was young, only twenty years old, and had already squeezed into those occupied by the old monsters. The list, the Banyuan Rank! I heard that he is only in the Spirit Image Realm, and he can kill the Half Abyss Realm through the Spirit Seal Realm..."
"Ke Luo Xingchen is no matter how enchanting, after all, he is still young..."
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Everyone talks about each other, and each has its own opinions.
In the end, they bet unanimously, betting on who will achieve higher results in Jihad.
In an instant, Luo Xingchen became the core of this bet.
He calmly stepped onto the gambling table and removed all the bets from the two forces of Shenyuan Pavilion.
He stepped on the two names of Shenyuan Pavilion and Shengxuan.
"Everyone, no need to argue, I bet you, Shenyuan Pavilion and Shengxuan will lose terribly in this holy war."
Luo Xingchen's eyes swept across the people below, with a hint of arrogance, said indifferently.
"Boy, who are you? Do you have a voice?"
A young man wrinkled his nose, pointed at Luo Xingchen, and said coldly.
Luo Xingchen smiled slightly, his eyes were sharp and his fists clenched!
"boom!"
In the late Lingtu stage, the strength swept the peers!
On the seventh floor of the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body, the golden light shone, and the strong pressure caused the bones of all the warriors present to tremble.
The ink wheel knife was pulled out in an instant, and he smashed all the gold, silver, jewels and spirit crystals betting on the two powers with a single knife!
Luo Xingchen glanced at them, arrogant, seeming arrogant and domineering, and said: "You don't have to bet on Shenyuan Pavilion and Shengxuan anymore, you will lose everything!"
Everyone shuddered to look at Luo Xingchen with the golden light body in front of them, like a god descending to the earth, making people feel ashamed.
They have a faint sense of fear, what a terrifying evildoer! So crazy!
Luo Xingchen raised his head and laughed three times: "Hahaha... Mu Yuanji, Mu Nanchun, sooner or later your dog's head will be taken off by me! And Shengxuan, don't make mistakes again and again, it will hurt you..."
He stepped like flying, like lightning, disappeared from everyone's sight, but set off a hurricane, directly tore some objects on the road.
People are gone, the wind hasn't cleared...
In the Palace of Wugua Swordsman, Luo Tian and Shen Lei are sitting quietly playing chess.
At this moment, Shen Lei, with his accumulated accumulation, has already condensed a triple spiritual seal. His totem is a giant axe, which is the same as the weapon he uses close to his body.
On the table, there was the latest news, that is, about Luo Xingchen's uproar in the ancient city today.
Shen Lei solemnly said: "Brother Luo, Linglang, what does this mean? He wasn't such a madman!"
Luo Tian's eyes rolled, thought for a while, and smiled softly: "Heh, this kid, I'm worried that the road will be bored. It seems that Shenyuan Pavilion and Shengxuan are going to be unlucky."
A very profound sentence, so that Shen Lei's eyes were instantly lit.
He couldn't help grinning, showing a kind smile: "This kid is so cunning!"
Shengxuan, standing thousands of miles away from Wuwei Dao Temple, looks very far away, in fact, at the age of Daofeng Continent, it is not far at all.
At this moment, in the Shengxuan, an elegant woman in white is stroking the long qin with her hand, playing slowly.
A guard knelt beside her, and said in a deep voice: "Your Royal Highness, Luo Xingchen, in the ancient city of anode, verbally insulted you and Master Yuanji, saying that you are a pair of slut and embarrassed. He also said that he wants you to be washed. Clean your neck and wait, he won't let anyone offend him."
Hu Mengting's movements stopped for an instant, and she glanced at the guard with her cold eyes, and said calmly, "You, who told me?"
The guard was serious and said seriously: "This matter has been spreading all around. The streets and alleys of the ancient city are known to the children! They even made up a poem insulting you and Yuanji!"
Hu Mengting squinted: "Oh? Come and listen."
"Yes..." The guard hesitated for a moment, and slowly recited: "Nan Wuque, Emperor Qiong Shengzi madly cracked! Mu Yuanji, the wild rat generation has liver and gall bladder.
Luo Xingchen, the golden light protector is like a god, false saint, false benevolence, false righteousness, and death! "
After listening to Hu Mengting, she smiled calmly: "Hehe, it's really hearsay, if this sentence pops out of Luo Xingchen's mouth, I will be relieved, but it is a pity that he is not such a person."
The guard was a little puzzled: "Your Royal Highness, you haven't dealt with him, how do you know."
Hu Mengting said: "If you want to get to know a person, you don’t need to see him in person. I am very interested in this person. You don’t know how much information I have secretly collected about him. It's all clear, he is much stronger than Mu Yuan."
"Uh!" The guard was stunned, staring at Hu Mengting blankly, and found that there was still a crystal clear luster in Hu Mengting's autumn-like eyes.
"Okay, it's none of your business, you can withdraw!"
Hu Mengting glanced at him, and he turned around to leave.
Immediately, Hu Mengting's face was not disturbed, and continued to play the piano in a leisurely manner. The sound of the piano was so melodious and ethereal.
Shenyuan Pavilion and Shengxuan both have extraordinary origins.
Shenyuan Pavilion, there are branches in dozens of nearby planes, and the one on Blade Continent is just one of them, and the ranking is still counting down.
Besides Shengxuan, you can feel its extraordinary from its name.
Don't even think that this place is only an intermediate plane. In the past, Shengxuan was a powerful person who was born in the domain master realm. Their background is probably more profound than that of the Shenyuan Pavilion.
Hu Mengting has practiced for fifty years this year, and most people can't understand her cultivation level.
Her real state is Shangyuan, and her combat power is unknown.
On the Banyuan ranking, she did not rank because she was not qualified, but because she was always mysterious and rarely shot.
The only time she showed a record of success was ten years ago. At that time, she and Emperor Qiong were tied.
At this moment, Hu Mengting, like a fairy, forgot about the complicated things outside his ears, and only missed the sound of the piano.
She didn't have the fascinating charm, but there was a kind of indifferent indifference.
In this pavilion, her figure, the same color as the water and the sky, outlines a beautiful picture.
"Father, are you here?"
Before Hu Mengting turned her head, she already noticed a figure gradually walking behind her.
The middle-aged man, with some stubble hanging on his lips, looked very sloppy.
But he was dressed in a gorgeous dress, neat and tidy, and showed a kind of extravagance.
This person is the Holy Master of Shengxuan, Hu Qianyang.
Hu Ganyang walked with his hands behind his back, staring at Hu Mengting, and said solemnly: "Ting'er, why don't you keep getting close to that kid, don't you want to fulfill your plan?"
Hu Mengting's fingers trembled, her face was cold, and she shook her head displeased: "Father, Mu Yuanji is not the person I want, he is not worthy of me."
Hu Ganyang calmly said, "If you don’t marry him, how can you fuse his green wood bloodline? If you don’t blend the green wood blood line, how can you create your most Yin Eucharist? You are a king-level bloodline. Don’t let down the high expectations of your ancestors. ."
Hu Mengting frowned and said: "If I hadn't let him deliberately, now, I am at least Jinyuan!"
Hu Ganyang sighed: "Oh, no way, you can't be too far behind him. Before he is promoted to the Lingyuan realm, you have to find a way to bear him, otherwise, you will not be able to perfectly blend his pure blood.
Just for the time being, you will be wronged first, and when your sacred body is completed, in the future, it will not be a high-level plane, a small Shenyuan Pavilion, what is it? "
Hu Mengting was silent, nodded for a long time, and said indifferently: "My child knows."
"Okay, then try to get his heart out. If you can control the Shenyuan Pavilion, you don't rush to marry him. You can wait for the opportunity, maybe, there is something stronger under Mu Yuanji. Of the Aoki bloodline."
Hu Mengting took back the piano, turned into a light breeze, fleeting...