Youth's Cultivation

"Presumptuous, a small golden elixir period, dare to act wildly on our Jinwu island!" The old man in grey is not going to be angry with a golden elixir, but the young people around him have a killing intention in their eyes.

"You are so presumptuous that you dare to disrespect my master!" Xuetu took a step forward and seemed to block Wang Xiaohu behind him for fear of the other party's sneak attack.

Master, it's only possible for a person to call a golden elixir realm the master. The origin of this golden elixir realm is really very unusual.

So after the sentence "blood slaughter" was said, the young man just wanted to say something, which was blocked by the old man in gray next to him.

The old man in grey smiled and hugged Xuetu slightly, "Taoist friends, forgive me, the child is more irritable! I don't know what to call my friends. Where did you come from with your master? "

Meng Qingyun bows to Xuetu, which can be regarded as a peer relationship. As for Wang Xiaohu, although he is called the master by Xuetu, a boy in the golden age is not worth saluting.

"The Mongolian Islander must have never heard of the blood slaughter of people in the mountains. My master's surname is Wang. As for where he came from, Mongolian Islander, please forgive me!" Xuetu bowed his hand slightly and saluted back.

Meng Qingyun has never heard of the name of Xuetu, and the other party's time to become a God is very short. Obviously, it used to be a Yuanying period. He doesn't know that nature is normal. However, the more blood butcher is like this, the more Meng Qingyun can't touch the details. For a time, he even means to retreat.

They have been looking for such ancient warships for many years, but few of them can be preserved because of their long history. Even if they know some accurate information, they don't dare to ask for it.

Now this group of people have become slaves in the divine realm and can control this kind of warship, which makes him wonder whether Meng family can afford to provoke each other.

The old man in grey hesitated, but the young people around him were worried secretly, but when the old grandfather was around, he didn't dare to talk.

But Wang Xiaohu on the other side was a little impatient. He always said things clearly with his fist and didn't move his mouth. Therefore, he was angry when he saw these people grinding haw.

"It's so boring. What's wrong with you? You're like a woman. Don't you just want my warship? Don't say that I won't give you a chance. I'll win in one game, two in three games, or three in five games. You can choose. If you promise to send the warship to you, it won't be difficult for me to win. Just do something for me! "

Wang Xiaohu's words made Meng Qingyun, who was hesitating, suddenly raise his head, "little fellow, can you be the Lord?"

"My master's words are natural!" Xuetu said, but the others didn't speak, but in their hearts, they seemed to say: this guy is going to trap people again!

Meng Qingyun heard Xuetu's words, the corners of his mouth tilted slightly and thought. For the sake of safety, he chose three wins in five innings!

Soon, the two sides agreed on the rules. Jinwu island will send one person first, and Wang Xiaohu will choose one person to fight, and then Wang Xiaohu will send one person to fight on Jinwu Island, and so on.

Although Jinwu Island suffered a slight loss in rules, the confident Jinwu island people were naturally willing to show their generosity at this time.

This kind of war may even involve huashenjing, so it spread all over Jinwu island in an instant.