Mysterious blood boils

The Nine Suns Immortal Sect is usually very lively. Countless disciples communicate with each other, fight and learn from each other, and travel together. It is a stream of people, which can be described as an endless stream. The weather of the past.

He went to the Arctic Continent this time to snatch the remnants of the emperor's army. He went back and forth for more than ten days, and this time, he really didn't know what happened to cause this phenomenon.But he didn't care much about it, he just wanted to go back to his cultivation monastery, lie on the Dan bed, and take a rest.

In the Lieyang Treasure Pavilion just now, Lieyangzi was very enthusiastic towards him, and drank a few more glasses of Jiuyang Tianhe Immortal Wine. This kind of wine is quite nourishing and strong, which made him a little smoky. This is a drunkenness that he has never had before. He wanted to lie down and rest for a while.Of course, it's just a little over the top, and it's still a long time before I'm really drunk.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of his monastery, he saw a fat man sitting bored on the stone pier in front of his gate: "Hey, fat man Jin, what are you doing in front of my gate?"

"Ha... Brother Xuanyuan, you are back. I have been waiting for you here for three days. Damn, those guys, let me invite you, knowing that you are not at home, but let me invite you, what are you talking about?" Don't invite me, don't let me watch the fun..." Jin Mantang complained from ear to ear when he saw that he was back.Mysterious Blood Boiling 907

"Look at the excitement, what excitement?" Xuanyuanpeng asked while sitting on a stone pier in front of another door.

"Ah, it's like this, the old enemy of our sect, the elite disciple of the Nine Yin Immortal Sect, has come to our sect to discuss and exchange ideas. This kind of exchange and discussion will be held every three years. Sometimes we are not convinced, and we even agree to hold it once a year Last year, it was the Nine Yin Immortal Sect, who lost too badly. Unconvinced, this year, he took the initiative to come to his door and asked for another sparring match. He didn't want to wait until three years later. According to the rules, the sect agreed and asked every disciple , As long as you are in the sect, you will all go to this grand event, damn it. Those bastards in the Contribution Hall forced me to wait for you to come back here, please go together and retaliate against me. "Jin Mantang muttered while explaining dissatisfiedly.

"What kind of retaliation is this? You, Fatty Jin, have no enmity or grudge with those contributing disciples." Xuanyuan Peng laughed.

"Isn't it because they all think that I'm so fat and my cultivation level is so low. But I can follow you to form a team to complete the mission, and the glory is boundless. Are they angry and jealous of me?" Fatty Jin said angrily.

"Hahaha. Then let's go and see the excitement. I don't know if it's over now. It's been going on for three days!" Xuanyuan Peng stood up with a smile, patted his fat shoulder, and invited him to watch it together look.

"I guess it's almost over. I don't know if this sect has won a big victory like last year's legend? I guess the Nine Yin Immortal Sect will make a comeback this year. They are not sure. They dare to do it? Oh, mom Yes, such a good excitement, I didn’t see it as such, I’m really upset..." Fatty Jin grumbled as he strode forward with his fat legs and followed him.

Together, the two quickly flew to the Nine Suns Immortal Sect, the large-scale Martial Arts Hall Dongtian, which is a special hall for holding large-scale discussions and exchanges. The carved beams and painted buildings are resplendent and resplendent, and a huge space formation is carefully arranged to support a huge The world of Wudoudongtian is enough to accommodate several billion people.

There was no one guarding this hall, and it was impossible to put it in unless they were wearing disciple waist badges for entering and leaving. Both of them had disciple waist badges, so they plundered directly.

As soon as they entered, the two were stunned by the grand occasion in front of them. In the huge martial arts hall, there were two camps, and half of them were the places where Jiuyang disciples stood or sat. There were three to five million Jiuyang disciples in a row. Rows, one by one, are sitting or standing, watching; and the other half of the hall, are three to five billion Jiuyin disciples, sitting or standing, watching the battle like mountains and seas.

Nine Yang disciples are all dressed in white, with nine small red suns embroidered on their chests; Nine Yin disciples are all dressed in black, with nine white moons embroidered on their chests.

"Boom!" A majestic Nine Yin Ice Qi froze a Nine Yang disciple into an ice sculpture, causing a sensation in the audience.

"Hahaha, my Nine Yin Immortal Sect has won again, and another victory. May I ask the Nine Yang Immortal Sect, are there any elite disciples in the field, who will come out to fight? Are there any? My Nine Yin Immortal Sect, within three days , [-] duels, big and small, won [-] games, occupying an absolute advantage, the Nine Yin Immortal Sect, overwhelming the Nine Yang disciples, and I, Nine Yin, won the first place in this year's martial arts arena... "A passionate voice resounded through the air. It was a Boundless fourth-order disciple. With all his strength, he roared like a thunderclap. He spoke quickly and with special passion...

"Wow..." Shan Hu tsunami-like applause, noise, and whistle sounded among the disciples of the Nine Yin Immortal Sect. Such a large-scale sectarian exchange event is breathtaking in its scale and momentum!

But in the sea of ​​disciples of Nine Suns Immortal Sect, everyone was depressed, and everyone was gnashing their teeth, but if they lost, they were defeated. They could only watch the Nine Yins disciples showing off their arrogance this year.

"It's so lively...Senior brother, come with me..." Fatty Jin was so happy that his face was full of fat, and he shouted excitedly, leading Xuanyuan Peng around and around, constantly approaching.

"Hey, Brother Niu, where is the seat I asked you to occupy for me?" Fatty Jin took Xuanyuan Peng, and even passed the crowds, directly to the first row, the seat closest to the fighting platform, but , The ones he brought here were the low-level disciples, standing to watch the site, the best viewing sites with seats, it is not the turn of Fatty Jin who is so majestic and pre-booked seats.

However, the first row of standing and watching can be watched by sitting on the soft grass, uh, the premise is that you don’t care about the image.

"I'm still occupying a seat. What time is this? It's already been occupied... Ah, Senior Brother Xuanyuan is here, please stand in my place!" That low-ranking disciple, the Jiuyang disciple surnamed Niu, , was talking, suddenly saw Xuanyuan Peng squeezing over with Fatty Jin, was stunned for a while, and hurriedly said respectfully.Try to squeeze left and right, to make a space.

"Everyone give way, everyone give way, Senior Brother Xuanyuan is here, let's squeeze together, we can't let Senior Brother Xuanyuan lose his place..." the disciple surnamed Niu shouted, his face blushing and his neck thick.Mysterious Blood Boiling 907

"Ah, Senior Brother Xuanyuan is here?"

"You have to save face, Senior Brother Xuanyuan, don't worry, if you squeeze me flat, you will find a place for you!"

"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, come here, come here, let me squeeze out a space!"

"Come here, I'll squeeze out a space too..."

The arrival of Xuanyuanpeng made this group of low-level disciples a sensation. Everyone was crowded and wanted him to stand beside them. After mobilizing countless disciple groups, he has become famous without knowing it, and he has a good relationship with Jin Fatty, who is generally looked down upon by the elites, so that these low-level disciples who are usually not close to grandma and uncles feel very approachable, unconsciously. , regard him as an idol.

Even Xuanyuanpeng himself didn't expect that his influence would be so great unconsciously.

In an instant, the first row vacated space that could accommodate three or five people, and some disciples even retreated to the rear. One was that Xuanyuanpeng became famous and was regarded as an idol by all the low-ranking disciples. Fatty Jin has a good popularity. He is not popular among the elite disciples, but among the middle and low-level disciples, he is generous and popular.

"Thank you all juniors, thank you very much, I, Xuanyuan, thank you very much..." Xuanyuan Peng was very moved when he saw all the juniors vacating the ground for him.

"Senior brother, I passed a seat from the back, please sit down! You are an elite disciple of the Contribution Hall, and you are qualified to sit in the chair!" A young disciple who was quick to do things came from nowhere, like magic , moved a rattan chair, put it in the open space, and smiled at Xuanyuanpeng flatteringly.

"Thank you, junior brother!" Xuanyuan Peng was not polite, Da Ma sat on the wicker chair with a golden sword, and Fatty Jin accompanied him triumphantly, standing behind him with a proud look on his face. look.

There was a bit of "chaotic" crowded seating here, especially in the dark. In a sea of ​​standing people, a scene suddenly appeared sitting on a rattan chair. Since it was in the first row, it immediately caused nine yangs and nine yins, The two sects, the high-level people who presided over the venue paid attention.

Xuanyuanpeng saw that there were hundreds of people presiding over the venue for the Nine Yang Immortal Sect, elders of the Wuliang fourth-level intermediate and peak stages; The elders of the middle and peak stages of the fourth rank of Wuliang, the most eye-catching one is a girl master in black fairy robes, who is as cold as a fairy, she is also a master of the peak stage of the fourth rank of Wuliang, sitting on the ninth floor. The elders of the Yinxian Sect took the first seat.

"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, have you seen that glamorous and beautiful girl master, who is said to be the beloved daughter of the Nine Yin Immortal Sect, the lord's beloved daughter, who is called 'Ice Beauty'! The best among the top [-] elite disciples, and a young elder who was promoted to the elders' house, has a bright future!" The young disciple, whose strength is only in the realm of immortal generals, is synonymous with Fatty Jin, observing his words ’, hurriedly introduced to Xuanyuan Peng.

Fatty Jin glanced at that kid dissatisfied. In his opinion, this was his job, but he was robbed of the right to speak by that kid. He knows it well, he doesn't even know the origin of that cold identity.

"Oh, there are two sects against us, how will the outcome be?" Xuanyuanpeng asked.

"Oh, don't mention it. Last year, my Nine Yang Immortal Sect, with three thousand elite disciples, swept away the Nine Yin disciples. It was a clean victory. This year, hey, don't mention it..." (to be continued... ...)