Fighting is not allowed in the Holy City, otherwise the heavenly soldiers of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty will maintain order immediately and kill the troublemakers on the spot, regardless of race.
But outside the Holy City, bloodshed occurs from time to time. Most of the reasons are for robbing the treasures cut out of the stone. Of course, there are also some personal grudges and conflicts between different races.
All races in the Northern Territory respect the strong. Strength is the only criterion for speaking in this red land. The human race living here has also formed a tough folk custom. They will start fighting at the slightest disagreement and rely solely on strength to speak.
At this moment, everyone subconsciously held their breath and paid attention to the development of the situation in the field.
"Woo..."
The coffin lid was completely opened, and the cold air brought up the howling cold wind, making people shiver with chills all over their bodies.
Ye Nan remained unmoved. A hazy fairy mist shrouded the surface of her fair body, making her whole person look holy and flawless.
She has reasonable reasons to believe that among the people in the Northern Territory at this moment, there must be monks who were in the world of Immortal Mansion in the past. They are more likely to witness the scene of her battle and be able to recognize her.
The Yuhua Dynasty has stationed a heavenly army in the Holy City, so there must be a heavenly general at the head.
With the power of the Tao-killing King, she is absolutely unable to wield her sword at the moment and cannot reveal her identity.
So at the moment when the fairy sword was formed with the power of the flying fairy, Ye Nan made the sword body bloom with bright fairy light, covering up the unparalleled edge, and chopped off the man and beast in front of him.
Blessed by the secret rules of Xingzi and the rich essence of heaven and earth here, her movements were as fast as meteors, and her attacks only happened in the lightning and flint.
"Human race Yuan Tianshi and the young master of the ancient royal clan are about to bet on stones. The servants are anxious, so they interrupt you."
At this time, an extremely feminine male voice came from the coffin-shaped chariot.
All the monks were surprised when they heard this. Their own mounts and drivers were slaughtered, but this foreigner could still maintain such a calm attitude and did not take direct action.
Ye Nan was unmoved, as quiet as a mutton-fat jade statue, with a pair of water-like eyes that were very clear, without a trace of ripples.
At this time, a pair of pale-skinned hands poked out from the coffin. The nails were very long, each one shining with a cold light and extremely sharp.
This man seemed to have just woken up from a nap, and seemed to be lingering in the confusion of his first awakening, stretching his arms covered with fine scales in the air.
But in the eyes of everyone, this scene was extremely shocking. The chariot was clearly a coffin, and then two dead-like hands stretched out from it, which was completely weird.
The next second, a man stood upright from the coffin. He looked like the slaughtered coachman. His face was pale, and his arms had fine silver scales. This was unique to the Shenggui Clan, one of the ten thousand tribes in the Northern Territory. logo.
He had a weird smile on his face, and his face was so soft that it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman. His silver pupils glanced at the monks watching the battle on both sides, and then he spoke slowly again:
"My husband is reckless. I hope I won't disturb your interest in watching the stone gambling event."
After saying this, the man actually bowed to the monks on both sides, with the strange smile on his face not diminishing.
"However, even if my husband is at fault first, I, as the young master, should be punished. If you kill my people and kill my mount without permission, then you can replace them and pull the cart for me. These two hundred Here, send me to the Holy City and let bygones be bygones."
The young master of the Shenggui Clan looked at Ye Nan again and spoke in a nonchalant manner. Although there was a smile on his face, his silver pupils were full of teasing and gloom.
As soon as these words came out, there was silence in all directions.
"It is said that the living ghost tribe is moody and difficult to communicate with other than their own tribe. They like to feed and serve the humans they catch, but after fattening up..."
A monk recalled some rumors about the Shenggui Clan. Before he finished speaking, he saw the young master of the Shenggui Clan glanced over and Shengsheng swallowed the rest of his words.
"Aren't all the ancient tribes about to declare themselves? How can they still come out and walk in the world?"
"What do you know? Master Yuan Tian is betting on the stone himself. He will be able to cut something shocking out of the stone. Even the Ancient Clan will be unable to sit still. In my opinion, even the Ancient Royal Clan will send people here."
"I don't think so. There have been dark soldiers appearing recently. I'm afraid something is about to happen."
Many monks were communicating privately on the sidelines. They were quite powerful in their own right and were not afraid of the ghost clan, which was not even a royal clan.
"Rumble..."
At this moment, another thunderous sound came from the horizon.
A purple chariot rushed over, pulled by nine giant beasts. Each head was like a hill, filled with murderous intent and making people tremble.
In front of the chariot, there are more than a dozen fierce-looking ancient tribesmen opening the way. They are covered with scales and have divine wings on their backs. Several of them have snake bodies without legs, and they are like a group of demon gods, raising monstrous demonic clouds in the sky.
This kind of power is definitely not comparable to that of the Shenggui Clan. The young master of the Shenggui Clan put away his smile, flew out of the coffin, and stood aside respectfully, obviously recognizing the person who came.
"This is... the chariot of the Valley of the Spirits! They are the people of the Valley of the Spirits!"
A monk secretly spoke and told the origin of the visitor.
The rest of the monks were awestruck when they heard this. The Valley of the Spirits belonged to the ancient royal family, second only to the royal family, and was one of the most powerful royal families.
"The grand stone gambling event is coming soon. I think you don't want to cause more trouble and cause more trouble. Can you two give Tianyue a face and wait until Tiandu and Na Yuan Tianshi settle the stone gambling event?"
A female voice came from the purple chariot, as sweet as a pearl falling on a jade plate.
"She is actually the sister of the Young Master of the Spiritual Valley. Fairy Tianyue is here in person. Since the fairy has opened her mouth, how can I, Guiwei, disobey her?"
The young master of the Shenggui Clan still spoke in a male-female tone, but he looked very respectful, indicating the noble status of the person in the chariot.
"Wow..."
A dense purple light bloomed from around the chariot, directly wrapping the young master of the Ghost Clan, and then took him into the chariot.
"Roar!"
The next second, the nine-headed giant beast looked up to the sky and roared, then stepped into the void, rumbled, and pulled the chariot again.
The few Taikoo people who opened the way glanced at the crowd coldly, and together with the chariot, they quickly submerged into the holy city two hundred miles away.
"The one who gambled with Master Yuan Tian was Zi Tiandu, the young master of the Valley of the Spirits. His sister also came here in person to help her younger brother."
There was no bloody conflict as imagined, and many monks secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, they knew the identities of both parties involved in the stone gambling, and their eyes were full of expectations.
The fairy light in Ye Nan's palm gradually faded away, and returned to a pair of white and flawless hands. Her watery eyes were very quiet, looking towards the direction of the Holy City.
Although she was unwilling to reveal her identity, if the other party insisted on taking action, she would not hesitate to fight and kill him, but she never thought that Zi Tiandu's sister would stop the conflict.
However, the other party's attitude seemed approachable, but in fact he only spoke to the young master of the Ghost Clan, and did not ask for the opinions of both parties. He suppressed the situation with a gentle force, with a kind of indifference coming from the ancient royal family.
Before entering the Holy City, I encountered such a thing.
Ye Nan can already predict what kind of place this legendary ancient city ahead will become when the stone gambling event begins!
She ignored the gazes of the monks around her and turned into a stream of light, quickly disappearing into the majestic city in front of her.
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