Xianlu Spring and Autumn

As soon as Zhan Kuang stood up, his detached, supreme, and majestic aura immediately overwhelmed many monks. This gentleman had extremely broad shoulders, giving people the feeling of standing still like a wall, with long silver hair, fluttering in the wind, he had clearly turned around. He has the vitality of cultivating immortals, but his whole body still exudes a scorching heat like fire, and his appearance is extremely eye-catching.

For a moment, the eyes of all the monks fell on him.

Daoist Baihe is very familiar with the monk who has comprehended the third heaven of Taoism by virtue of his own understanding and opportunity in the middle of Lichen. He glanced at him slightly, with joy in his eyes, and nodded with a rare smile: "Okay, let the old man see how much battle madness you have achieved."

Zhan Kuang smiled proudly, stretched his hand into his storage space, took out three totem poles, and shot them at Taoist Baihe.

"There are only three?"

Many monks showed disdain in their eyes, and there was some commotion in the hall immediately.

The corner of Zhan Kuang's mouth twitched, and he continued to grab.

／／ @.s.??Three!

Another three!

Another three!

After pulling out twelve totem poles in a row, Zhan Kuang stopped his hands.

"There are as many as twelve..."

A group of monks were speechless at this moment, all of them were stunned and gasped neatly. Many monks in the later stage of Lichen had constricted pupils and gloomy brows. Needless to say, Zhan Madness was the first to give They hit hard.But Broken Thorn, Lan Yehe and the others glanced at the monks around Zhan Kuang, seeing them all smiling and silent, they immediately guessed that Zhan Kuang was probably the same as himself, using the totem poles obtained by his teammates as big The price was paid.

Ye Bai secretly said in his heart: If there is such a thing as luck in the world, then his own luck.Compared with Zhan Crazy, it is still better. Even if you don’t even get the eight by accident when entering the Black Temple for the first time, there are already eleven of them obtained by real skills, and among the twelve Zhan Crazy, It also includes trading from the monks who followed him.

Think here.Ye Bai couldn't help but thank that naughty little starfish, if it hadn't been for giving him the soul spar, it would have been impossible to tear open the storage space of other monks and get so much.

Zhan Kuang glanced at several of the most important opponents one by one, and saw that most of their faces were ugly, and the smiles on their faces were thicker. Finally, he glanced at the old opponent with unfathomable pupils and no expression. Brother. It's your turn!"

When everyone heard this, their eyes fell on Broken Thorn.

Broken Thorn stood up proudly, with a black helmet and black armor, a snow-white cloak fluttering, and a burly body like a mountain, like a god general in the sky. His face under the black helmet was calm and unwavering.He is calm.But the monks who followed him couldn't help but look nervous.I don't know how much he got.

After standing up, Broken Thorn didn't say a word, and silently reached into his storage space to grab it.

Three!

Three!

……

He took out eleven flying arrows in a row and gave them to Taoist Baihe, and then he stopped when he broke the thorn. Then he looked at Zhan Crazy and said in a deep voice, "Brother Crazy. This time, you won."

Zhan Kuang showed two rows of snow-white teeth, grinned, and sat down.

These two top talents, since the day they met.The competition has never stopped, this time, the winner is Zhan Madness.

Seeing this, the friars who followed Zhan Crazy were naturally elated.

The cultivator who followed Broken Thorn had an ugly expression on his face. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Duguhan. Duguhan's expression was cold and he had no emotion at all.

Without mentioning these two parties, the other monks were speechless again.

The expressions of people like Yingfeng, Dixin, Xiao Kuihua, Lan Yehe, Bai-haired Yugezi, etc., have become extremely gloomy.

Breaking Thorns and Fighting Crazy, these two young top monks have always done their part, and they don't bother to play tricks until the end. They are the first to make a strong move with a shocking effect. Before the other monks have come out Before, they were beaten to death with a stick!

After Taoist Baihe took the totem pole handed in by the broken thorn, he said calmly, "Who is next?"

Everyone was silent again, and no one took it out for a long time.

Daoist Baihe suddenly became a little unhappy, and glanced at the monks who were in the late stage of Lichen, and shouted: "Don't dawdle, will there be more? Hurry up, finish this matter early, the old man has to rush back Practice!"

After being drunk by this boss, all the cultivators finally stopped dawdling.

The monks who got one or two here and there were the first to hand them in, and one after another, the total number was only five.

This number is pitifully small compared to the number of scattered monks. It can be seen that a large number of totem poles have been gathered into the hands of a group of tyrannical monks through various channels.

After everyone, the first late-stage cultivator of Lichen to take out is Ling Dao Huo, six roots!

Wild Fox Zen, six roots!

Blue wild cranes, seven!

Xiao sunflower, six!

Emperor's heart, seven roots!

Win the wind, eight roots!

There are also four black robes from the Demon Prison Gate.

At this time, because Zuo Xuan was dead and the Immortal Immortal didn't seem to have left, among the monks in the later stage of Lichen, only the white-haired fisherman hadn't been brought out.

Yingfeng, currently ranked third, couldn't help becoming a little nervous. The old man's gaze was already on the white-haired Yugezi. As for the others, he didn't care at all.

In fact, the gazes of all the cultivators also fell on the white-haired Yugezi. Many cultivators had complex expressions, including Long Qi.

"Brother Yingfeng, offended!"

The white-haired fisherman laughed, eyes full of complacency, stood up abruptly, shot a shot in the air, and shot a totem pole at Taoist Baihe.

one two three four……

Everyone's eyes chased after him.

"It's Jiugen!"

"The white-haired fisherman is third!"

Everyone was shocked, Long Qi and the other monks who had been robbed of the totem pole by the white-haired fisherman, looked at the proud look of the old man's fluttering beard, and were so angry that they almost vomited blood, but of course they didn't have the strength to make this old man do anything.

Among the crowd, the most depressing one was undoubtedly the "Emperor of the World" Yingfeng. Yingfeng watched helplessly as he was pushed down from the third position.With a ferocious face, he looked at the white-haired Yugezi with a cold light in his eyes, like the cruelest tyrant. Perhaps in his heart, he was already regretting that he didn't go out and kill the white-haired Yugezi sooner.Even if you drive away.

All the cultivators were shocked.

The white-haired Yugezi had an old face, smiling like a chrysanthemum, extremely brilliant, without the slightest sense of tension.

Soundless and invisible pressure spread from Taoist Baihe again, pressing towards Yingfeng.

"His Majesty--"

Beside Yingfeng, two general-looking followers, one of them whispered.

After only two words, Yingfeng has already waved his hand.Breathing away suddenly, he sat down and returned to his calm and majestic appearance.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The white-haired fisherman smiled even wider.

So far, Broken Thorn, Zhan Crazy, and the seven late stage monks of Lichen have handed over the totem pole they got together.

Many monks.Thought it was a foregone conclusion.

Taoist Baihe also thought so, and said in a casual manner: "Is there anyone who hasn't handed over. If there is no one, then it will be over."

Everyone looked around.

The eyes of Broken Thorn's table fell on Duguhan neatly, while the eyes of Lan Yehe's table fell on Ye Bai at the same time, because the two sides were not on the same floor.Neither knew of the other's existence.

Ye Bai flashed lightning and was about to stand up when a voice sounded before him.

"Senior, I still have some totem poles here!"

Duguhan stood up.He spoke first, with an unfathomable smile on his handsome face.

Everyone heard this and looked at him together.

For some reason, the white-haired Yugezi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, giving birth to an unusually bad feeling.

Taoist Baihe took a deep look at Duguhan, and said lightly, "Give it to me."

Duguhan nodded, grabbed the totem poles one by one as if deliberately showing off, and shot them at Taoist Baihe.

The white-haired Yugezi's complexion gradually became difficult to look at.

Until the tenth root, the white-haired fisherman, with a face ashen ashes, looked at Duguhan as if he was about to eat it alive. Yingfeng's mood just now, he finally realized that the No.3 in his hand flew away. After that, it's just a fairy stone!

Duguhan smiled all over his face, just like the white-haired fisherman just now.

"How did Lonely Han get so much? Could it be that his luck is only a little worse than that of Broken Thorn and Zhan Madness?"

"I'm afraid it's not the only one. I heard that among the totem poles of Broken Thorns, there are teammates supporting them. Duguhan got them all by himself."

"It's interesting that Duguhan didn't break the thorns with the totem pole. I'd like to see how he can gain a foothold in the team of thorns broken..."

There was a lot of discussion among the cultivators.

Broken Thorn and the monks beside him looked at Duguhan with more complicated eyes.Especially Broken Thorn, the tiger's eyes shone brightly, and for the first time he looked at the monk who followed him squarely.

Duguhan seemed to have noticed something, his eyes flickered slightly, and there was a look of pride in his eyes.

Ye Bai's eyes were also full of shock.

"How could Duguhan get so much? Did he get it by robbing other monks? Or was he really lucky, or, like me, tearing apart other people's storage space..."

There was a thoughtful look in Ye Bai's eyes.

On the high platform, Taoist Baihe stared at Duguhan again in surprise, and after a while, the old man put away the surprise on his face and asked the crowd again: "Is there any more?".

No one spoke.

"Ye Bai, it's your turn!"

Seeing that Ye Bai was distracted, Long Qi reminded him softly.

Although the sound was extremely slight, but how could it be concealed from the ears of monks Lichen, the eyes of all the monks immediately looked at their table like sharp arrows.

"Almost forgot about this guy!"

The exact same words rose in the hearts of Broken Thorn and Zhan Kuang at the same time, and there were smiles on their faces that they didn't know where they came from.

As for Duguhan, his heart skipped a beat, his face changed drastically, just like the white-haired fisherman before.

"Senior, I still have some totem poles here!"

Ye Bai stood up with a long body, smiling all over his face.

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