Chapter 826 It’s time to close the net

Style: Fantasy Author: Maple Falling Memory TracesWords: 3843Update Time: 24/01/12 11:07:11
Warumba, at the foot of the church mountain, Yaweiser's guards were waiting neatly at the foot of the mountain. He went up the mountain alone and arrived in front of the church hall.

"come in."

The pope's old voice, plain yet majestic, came from inside.

Yaweiser calmed down, walked into the hall, put one hand against his chest, and saluted the Pope who was sitting directly above him, holding a scepter and sleeping with his eyes closed: "Yahweiser has met the Pope."

"sit."

The Pope spoke calmly, still not opening his eyes.

Yaweiser sat down, and the whole hall was extremely quiet.

He waited for a while, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Your Majesty the Pope, do you know everything about the arena?"

"Know."

"Then the Pope..."

"Aweiser, what do you want to do?"

The Pope interrupted him, still with his eyes closed, looking enigmatic, as if he didn't care much about the matter.

"Now that things have evolved to this point, we seem to have no choice. If the gladiator wins today's gladiator, we will face huge compensation, which will definitely lead to economic collapse and great loss of vitality. I don't know what to do about this matter. What should I do? I’m here to ask the Pope for advice.”

"So, you want to interfere in the outcome of the gladiatorial battle and cheat in front of everyone in the starry sky?" The pope finally opened his eyes, and a pair of blue eyes burst out with a frightening light. With just one glance, he made everyone King Yaweiser, who was in the Dzogchen realm, shivered and felt cold all over his body.

He was horrified. The Pope was too powerful. Every time they met, just the look in his eyes made him feel scared. It was the kind of fear that came from the heart and was uncontrollable.

"But if we don't intervene, then our empire..."

"The throne of king has passed down to your generation, which is far inferior to your father's generation."

The pope's words were plain, but his contempt and dissatisfaction with Aweiser were clearly expressed.

Yaweise's expression froze, and his face looked a little ugly.

No matter what, he was also the king of the empire, yet he was treated with such contempt in front of his face.

There was anger in his heart, but he did not dare to show it. The Pope was so terrifying that he had to endure it.

"If you pay attention to the betting situation on the gambling platform, you should know that the forces that suppress Ji Beilan's victory are very powerful. If we cheat, do you think they will let it go? At that time, you will push Silla to someone We are the opposite of these powerful forces, and the empire will also lose its trust in the stars, and if it wants to develop in the future, it will encounter obstacles everywhere."

"What the Pope said makes sense, but if we pay a huge amount of spiritual coins this time, the empire's economy will collapse, its wealth will be greatly reduced, its vitality will be severely damaged, and it will not be able to recover for a long time. In the next many years, there will be no funds to train strong men and maintain the army. expenditure……"

"There are gains and losses. Haven't you thought of using other methods to make up for the lost funds? The Emperor's Star is rich in resources and has a vast territory. Could it be that the wealth accumulated by the people there over the years and the resources existing on the planet are still worth it? But won’t this loss be a success?”

Yaweiser was startled. He knew that the Emperor's Star was rich in resources. If he plundered and colonized the Emperor's Star, he would be able to gain unimaginable resources.

That was originally a huge amount of wealth, but now it has to be used to make up for losses, and I feel unwilling to do so.

"Don't feel unwilling, take a long-term view. The resources of Emperor's Star are far richer than you think. However, some resources cannot be mined immediately. It takes time to wait for opportunities. If we colonize Emperor's Star, we will always Those who can wait for the opportunity. Therefore, what we have to do now is to overthrow the Zhuxian Dynasty, and the prerequisite for overthrowing the Zhuxian Dynasty is to kill Jun Wuxie. If he does not die, no one will dare to touch Emperor Shixing, otherwise he will suffer in the future. Crazy revenge."

"There should be no suspense about killing Jun Wuxie. As long as he dares to appear, he will definitely die. The main purpose of our fight is to lure him into the arena. There are strong men from the four Tianli sects led by Tianli Daotu, Tianhuang The strong men from the aristocratic families and the mighty Buddhist temple are all at the pinnacle of the heavenly realm and the Dzogchen realm. Killing a Jun Wuxie is like a crushing situation and can be suppressed with the snap of a finger!"

"It stands to reason that this is the case, but don't be careless. You should go back and send out the powerful Dzogchen Dzogchen hidden by the royal family to join the hunting teams of those major forces. Our church will also send several more extreme heavens. The red-clothed Grand Master of Dzogchen ensures nothing goes wrong."

"Even so, I'll go back and make arrangements."

"Based on the time, Jun Wuxie should have entered the city. Immediately use the magic circle to monitor the whole city after you return. Remember, you must not use the ancient killing array, otherwise Jun Wuxie will be alerted before he enters the game, and things may change."

Yaweiser nodded and left the church. The Pope slowly closed his eyes.



By this time, the sun had set and it was approaching dusk.

The fighting in the arena was still going on, and it was still a stalemate. Although the three ferocious beasts were scarred, they did not suffer fatal injuries.

Deep in the earth outside the city, Jun Wuxie had already completed the arrangement of the killing array.

At this moment, he has a piece of metal in his hand that has been refined into the shape of a disc. The quality is semi-holy material, and the disc is engraved with countless small talismans.

His fingers continued to carve on it, making more and more talismans and seals on it, forming a pattern of Yin Yang, Qian Kun.

"Wuxie, if the incarnation is delaying time like this, those people must have seen a problem."

Ji Yinlan said this, it was so obvious that people in the arena could not help but doubt it.

"I know."

Jun Wuxie took out the Qiankun Gem and injected the Qiankun energy inside into the metal disc. The talismans and patterns on it lit up for a moment, then fell silent.

"Okay, the excitement is about to begin, it's time to close the net."

Jun Wuxie touched the metal plate in his hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Brother-in-law, what are you carving for?"

Ji Beilan looked at the metal disc in his hand curiously. The talismans on it were so densely packed that he felt dizzy.

"It's a simple micro teleportation array used to build void channels."

"Is the micro teleportation array useful?"

Ji Beilan was shocked. He knew about the micro teleportation array. Many sects have such things. In the past, some sect emperors or holy sects would use this kind of thing. The distance of each teleportation was not far. For a half-saint, It's not as fast as traveling at your own speed.

"Can you please stop being so stupid? Are the miniature teleportation arrays you knew before comparable to the ones in your brother-in-law's hands?"

Ji Yinlan was speechless for this younger brother. If it was really useless, would Jun Wuxie spend time carving in this situation?

"hey-hey……"

Ji Beilan scratched his head in embarrassment and realized that what he said was a bit stupid.

Jun Wuxie took them inside and appeared in the mountains.

He handed the micro teleportation array to Ji Yinlan and said: "You are just outside the city. When you see my true body disappear, use this micro teleportation array to leave and go to the starry sky. I will lock you through this teleportation array." coordinates, you just need to choose a place to wait for me."

Ji Yinlan's red lips trembled, but she stopped talking.

She wanted to go with him into the city and fight side by side, but she thought that this battle was special and required the help of a killing array, and her personal strength was secondary. She would not be able to do much if she went.

"Be careful. There are many powerful people in the city, and they have already set up a dragnet. Moreover, this is the headquarters of the Silla Church and the royal family. If a powerful person with an extremely high position in the sky takes action, you cannot fight head-on!"

"I know."

Jun Wuxie stroked her green hair, then looked at Ji Beilan and said, "Turn around."

"ah?"

Ji Beilan's eyes were blank, and then he understood something, oh oh oh, and turned his back to them with a smirk.

"what?"

Ji Yinlan's pretty face was slightly red, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a hazy mist.

The corners of Jun Wuxie's lips raised slightly, he bent his head and kissed her delicate red lips, then turned around and walked away in an instant.

Ji Yinlan pressed her fingers on her red lips that were kissed by him, and looked at his retreating figure with blurred eyes.

"Sister Huang, come to your senses. My brother-in-law is gone."

Ji Beilan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her, but Ji Yinlan gave her a cold look with a blushing face.



The sun sets in the west and has reached the top of the mountain. The golden and red afterglow reflects the entire ancient city of Warumba as if it is covered with a layer of golden and red clouds.

When Jun Wuxie came out of the mountain range, he used the small void technique, walked forward, and quietly entered the arena.

The powerful spiritual thoughts spread out, constantly searching every inch of the surrounding area.

Soon, he sensed many powerful fluctuations in some voids around him.

"This battle is really not small. It is indeed a dragnet. It's a pity that you met me!"

He counted and found that the number of strong men hiding in the dark reached an astonishing number of more than forty.

Among these people, those with the lowest realms are all at the peak of the Heavenly Realm, and half of them are still strong men in the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm.

Some of the supreme masters in the starry sky spent a lot of money to kill him.

It was probably the first time in ancient times that forty powerful men who were at the peak of the Heavenly Realm and the Great Perfection were gathered together and laid out a plan just to kill a young Supreme like him who was in the Middle Heavenly Realm.

In addition to those hidden in the void, there are also many powerful people who are not hidden, such as those in charge of the gladiatorial arena, and those who watch the gladiatorial fights in certain special rooms.

"Damn it, kill him, you stupid hunks, are your claws for scratching?"

There were many powerful and wealthy businessmen in the audience yelling at the three beasts.

"Well, it's time for this battle to come to an end. Let's decide the winner and lose. We've collected a huge amount of gambling money first!"

Jun Wuxie secretly gave orders to the avatar.

At this moment, "Ji Beilan", who was shuttling between three magic flame armored beasts in the arena, suddenly stopped. Facing the armored beasts' attack, he did not dodge and punched to kill them.

The blood energy transformed by his military will surged out like true energy, causing the whole world to shake violently.

That blazing fist seal was unrivaled in dominance.

Boom.

The armored beast's sharp claws broke off on the spot, and blood immediately spattered.

The fist seal was devastating, blasting forward, breaking open the iron armor covering the armored beast's body, punching through its head, and with a scream, the huge body fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the entire auditorium was silent for an instant. Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at the scene in the arena in disbelief, unable to accept this reality.

"it's over!"

The voice of "Ji Beilan" resounded in all directions, and his body shot up into the sky, and then fell at a very fast speed. The "Qi" under his feet was like a galaxy pouring out, crushing the Qi and blood of a demon flame armored beast, forcing it to lie on the ground, unable to move. .

Immediately, the entire body of the armored beast began to crack, and blood spurted out in a dazzling red color.

Roar!

At the same time, the remaining demon flame armored beast roared, its eyes flashed with violent and bloodthirsty light, and launched a violent attack on him.

"Ji Beilan" sneered, pinned an armored beast with his feet, swung his fist forward, blasted through all the secret techniques, broke the claw, and directly blasted through the entire body of the armored beast that attacked him.

Ouch!

The armored beast screamed, its huge body fell from the air, and hit the ground heavily. It twitched a few times and stopped moving.

"I won, hahaha! I won!!"

In the silent arena audience area, someone was screaming with excitement, forgetting everything.

Some people took chances and took advantage of their small skills to take Ji Beilan into custody. At this moment, they were so excited that they jumped up.

"Shut up!"

The voices of those people were instantly drowned out by the angry crowd.

There was hysterical shouting and cursing in the audience area.

Some powerful people made huge bets and suffered serious losses. Now they are so angry that they are almost vomiting blood.

"That's not Ji Beilan!"

Cang Ming rushed to the arena management hall and told what he saw with the Eyes of Heaven.

Just now, when "Ji Beilan" punched out to kill the ferocious beast, because the force was too strong, he finally saw the clues. It was not true energy at all, but blood energy disguised through some means.

"Young Master Cang Ming, what did you say?"

The person in charge of the arena was shocked and angry. After losing the fight, he was already feeling heartbroken. When he heard the news, he immediately knew that they might have been plotted against him. He was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.