Under the moonlight.
Two waves of more than eighty people looked at Xin Zhuo with red faces and ears!
At this moment, the matter itself has nothing to do with Xin Zhuo!
It’s for our face, yes, it’s reasonable!
"This matter..."
Frankly speaking, although Xin Zhuo didn't want to walk by himself, he also didn't want to sit on some bullshit wooden "sliding boat". A group of people pulled the rope in front, and he and Xiao Huang were swung around behind. His buttocks were numb and his whole body was numb. Dust, take a shower every day.
The reason why I sat there for so long was entirely due to the strange thoughts of these people, who kidnapped me and took the ride.
Of course, if poison is used as a threat, you can get angry and go your own way, but sometimes, you must pay attention to management to prevent these people from jumping over the wall and maintaining balance is the best way.
After thinking for a while, he said: "I think what you said is reasonable. There must be an explanation for this matter..."
…
"Think, thump, thump..."
As night fell the next day, Xin Zhuoxi picked up a flatbed truck.
There are four wooden wheels and a wooden carriage frame. The shape is simple and natural, and the shock absorption effect is very average. For this reason, someone thoughtfully placed a few quilts.
Yan Chuzong and Xue Huaiwei pushed hard.
Behind them were a large number of majestic martial arts masters, many of whom had satisfied smiles on their faces.
This is the final result after the game between the two sides!
You can no longer sit on the wooden "sliding boat", and naturally you can't sit on the sedan chair. Everyone is unwilling to admit defeat, so the compromise of the flatbed car is perfect!
Don’t care if it’s embarrassing or not!
All you have to fight for is one breath!
Not only that, both sides also sent a female hero to serve King Xin in his daily life. This matter is also very reasonable.
First, closely observe King Xin’s true intentions to prevent him from suddenly attacking both sides.
Secondly, the antidote given once every three days must be carefully grasped. A few days ago, everyone saw with their own eyes that King Xin gave him an antidote, and a certain sixth-level warrior died in pain.
And the old man sent Miss Zhao Li!
Sun Xixiu's party dispatched the 33-year-old white-skinned, beautiful and charming lady Bai Mu.
Therefore, at this moment, Zhao Li and Bai Mu were also sitting on the flatbed truck, behind Xin Zhuo, like country women returning to their parents' home after confinement, with blank and lost expressions on their faces.
Xin Zhuo was very indifferent and didn't care about it. He turned around and asked: "Next step, find the Golden Five Elements Warrior. I am very interested in the Golden Five Elements Warrior!"
Mr. Gu, Zhuge Ming, Chen Si, and Sun Xixiu rushed to the car immediately, their eyes radiating with dazzling light: "I have someone to choose!"
"I also have someone to choose from!"
The people have been selected, one is the fifth grade, and the other is the fifth grade.
Xin Zhuo thought about it for a while and asked curiously: "How much do you know about the reversal of Qi in the Five Elements?"
The old man was the first to say without hesitation: "When it comes to the five elements of true energy, they are naturally the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. This is determined by the appearance and physique of Yuan Chen Palace that each warrior was born in. The five elements are mutually reinforcing and incompatible."
The white-clothed sword god Chen Si said with a stern look on his face: "This is true. The gold warriors at the same level are inferior to the fire warriors, but the fire warriors are a little worse than the water warriors. This happened naturally, but it’s also something we can’t do anything about.”
"Going deeper..." Zhuge Ming said: "The moment when the fifth grade reverses the five elements, it determines whether a person will be able to break through the five elements attributes of the natal elite soldiers behind the little master and the natal true treasure of the grand master in the future, and even more The terrifying world of great and small venerables naturally rises..."
"That's right..."
Several fifth-level masters were talking freely, and a large group of sixth-level warriors behind them listened eagerly. In the past, no one was willing to explain to them the matter of breaking through the realm.
After finally waiting for everyone to stop, Xin Zhuo asked in surprise: "Is there anyone who has two attributes of Qi?"
A group of fifth-grade masters looked at each other and said: "It's difficult! Because Yuan Chen Palace is mature and will automatically choose one attribute of Qi for the master. If there are two, it will be a monster. Who has been able to fight it? Ten years ago, it was There was a master who reversed two kinds of things, but the result was that they were incompatible with each other, and he finally exploded and died!"
I now exchange the four types of Qi, and my body has not exploded. Xin Zhuo coughed: "Then...have you ever heard of Qi with attributes such as fog, thunder, ice, wind, yin, and yang?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everything fell silent!
He turned around in surprise and saw that most of the people had blank faces, while a few looked frightened.
The old man trembled: "King Xin, please be silent!"
Xin Zhuo was even more surprised: "Have a chat, what's the problem?"
Chen Si lowered his voice: "Only in the land of outstanding gods and earthly spirits, when three to four thousand ranked fifth-level warriors reverse the five elements, will there be one person who has access to all five elements and reverses the true energy of the Shinto by chance. All of these people will be taken away by the mysterious force. , it is said to be the gift of becoming an immortal!"
The topic suddenly got louder, and no one said anything. After all, everyone's vision and structure, in the world of martial arts, wouldn't becoming an immortal be ridiculous?
Immortal? Are there really immortals?
Xin Zhuo looked at the night sky, becoming an immortal at level one or above?
"Think, thump, thump..."
The flatbed truck moves forward.
…
The first day of April.
In Pinghe City, Jiang Wufeng, a master of the fifth level of Jinxing, was captured at home.
…
The sixth day of April.
Jiuxu City.
The moon is bright, the stars are few, and the spring breeze is gentle.
In the most luxurious "Hundred Flower Pavilion" in the city, the fragrance is fragrant, the warblers and swallows are singing and laughing, and the guests from all over the world are enjoying the warm fragrance of soft jade in their arms, drinking and drinking together, it is very lively.
Originally, "Baihua Pavilion" discouraged most people due to its extravagant style and high consumption. Only those with the most money and the most generous people dared to come.
But how many people in the world are wealthy and generous?
Therefore, it would never be so lively in the past, but today is the 48th birthday of Dihuai Festival, which is celebrated for seven days in a row.
Di Huaijie, who is known as "Whoever I let die, will die", is in the fifth level and can be said to be the first person under the little grandmaster! Invincible within a hundred miles!
That's right! Not only is he invincible within a hundred miles, but there is also no minor master or fifth-level master within a radius of two hundred miles.
Di Daxia doesn't like others to be stronger than him, and he doesn't like the warriors who are inferior to the fifth grade. Therefore, for this seven-day birthday, the highest number of guests is the sixth grade.
He likes the feeling of being sought after by thousands of people.
At this moment, in the lobby decorated with gold and jade and paved with red carpets, sixteen Dongyi barbarian singers were dancing with their navels and chests exposed, a scene of white flowers.
Daxia Di held the first oiran of Baihua Pavilion in his arms, a fair-skinned and beautiful cat girl with a pair of charming eyes. After eating half a glass of residual wine, he looked at the hundreds of guests, drunkenly. Laughing loudly: "Who in the world dares to disobey me? Whoever I tell will die!"
These words were so arrogant that the beauty in his arms could not help but tremble with fright, but the guests around him were used to it. This was Daxia Di’s mantra. Daxia Di had never read a book, so they couldn’t help but raise their glasses together:
"I wish Master Di to enter the country as a young master as soon as possible! It will bring disaster to all!"
This was not a good congratulatory speech, but Di Huaijie always liked to hear it. He liked this tune and couldn't help laughing loudly: "Okay! Good! Good!"
"No guests allowed! Baihua Building has been reserved for the next seven days!"
Suddenly, the Madam's righteous voice came from outside the gate, and then the Madam snorted, flew back, fell heavily to the ground, and her hair was messy.
A young man of sixteen or seventeen years old walked in outside the door. He was dressed in a white brocade robe. He had a handsome face and a very dull expression, as if he had not seen anyone celebrating his birthday.
He sat down at a table and said, "Serve the wine!"
