"What? A stepping stone?"
Jiang Wenming said that his mind was a little overwhelmed. It seemed that he wanted to fight on his own?
"Senior, you don't want me to fight him personally, do you?"
In order to avoid misunderstanding, Jiang Wenming still thought it would be better to ask in person.
"Yes, I see that the power in your body is mixed. Although you are both a demon clan, it will not be a good thing in the long run. It is better to have a good fight and release all these powers.
The mythical arena is a reward from the saints to the brave warriors. As long as you win, you can receive the blessing of the same source of divine power, much faster than those who have toiled for thousands of years.
The stronger the opponent, the greater the benefits you will get after winning. That little loach named Poseidon is only in the late Golden Immortal stage. If you make good use of magic weapons, you may not be unable to fight. "
Kunpeng's tone was serious, and it didn't sound like he was joking.
"But...in the later stage of Jinxian...how much do you look down on Da Luo Jinxian, boss!"
Jiang Wenming complained crazily in his heart.
This is no longer the prehistoric period, okay? In your time, there were as many Daluo Jinxian as dogs, but not now!
Didn’t you see that Zeus, a person in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian, dared to call himself the King of the Gods?
He used to be at the level of an ordinary immortal, but now that he has been blessed by the luck of the demon clan, he is at the early stage of a true immortal at best.
The opponent is in the late stage of Golden Immortal, and there is a gap of several levels in the middle, okay?
But Kunpeng couldn't take the initiative to harm him, because it would not do him any good.
If he dies, he will also suffer the backlash from the rules, and his body and soul will disappear.
There was no way he could watch himself die!
Jiang Wenming comforted himself in his heart.
"Let's get started. I won't interfere in your fight. If you want to survive, kill each other."
After Kunpeng finished speaking, he transformed into a human form and stood aside.
Seeing this scene, the whole place was in an uproar.
Jiang Wenming was speechless, Poseidon was full of disbelief, and little Loli Poppy looked at Kunpeng who had turned into a normal human size, and was lost in thought.
"Isn't this the god invited by Jiang Shen? Why is he going to watch a show?"
"Oh my God! God Jiang wants to fight Poseidon himself. How can he fight?"
"It's obviously the last game, why abandon Jiang Shen?"
"What to do, what to do, God Jiang is going to die."
"..."
The audience in the Huaxia District immediately exploded. Everyone was not optimistic about Jiang Wenming.
Even a group of gods are no exception.
"Isn't this nonsense? What on earth is Kunpeng thinking about letting the Chosen One fight in person?"
"Well, this is the tradition of the demon clan. The strong are respected. His identity is destined to be recognized by the demon clan through personal fighting."
"A little guy who has just entered the True Immortal Realm, fighting against a late-stage Golden Immortal, what is the difference between this and dying?"
"That's not necessarily true. Although he is not very strong, don't forget that he has a lot of good things in his hands. If he makes good use of them, he may not be unable to fight."
As soon as these words came out, all the immortals fell into a strange silence.
I almost forgot about it.
The treasures on Jiang Wenming, not to mention the Daluo Golden Immortals like them, even the five emperors had the urge to rob him.
Not to mention the mutton-fat jade bottle and the purple gold gourd, the Blade of Judgment, the Nine Cauldrons, and the Sword of Zhenguo, these three items are the most precious treasures of luck.
The Judgment Blade is a treasure given to Michael and Gabriel by Jehovah. It not only has the characteristics of punishment and harvest, but also has eternal attributes.
Indestructible and indestructible.
This is also the reason why Zijin Gourd could not include it before.
As for Jiuding and Zhenguo Sword, the former represents the destiny of the Nine Provinces and is invincible to all forces, while the latter represents the will of the human race and is extremely sharp.
In time, it will definitely become a treasure of merit.
Calculated this way, if he loses, he will have a lot to eat!
"I don't think it's safe. Those treasures are too limited. With his level of cultivation, he probably won't be able to use them. Do you want to bring some magic weapons to support him?"
Nezha suddenly popped up and looked at everyone with a sly look.
Gods:…
"What my son Nezha said makes sense. I can lend him my Linglong Tower."
Li Jing, the king of pagodas, was the first to come out to support Nezha.
Ever since the father and son settled their differences, the most common thing Li Jing said was: My son Nezha is doing whatever he wants.
I'm afraid that others won't know that he has a filial son in his family!
However, what Nezha said is not unreasonable.
The demon clan dares to play like this, but they don't dare. If Jiang Wenming really dies in the ring, they won't be able to cry.
"I have an elixir here that can help you recover from your injuries."
"I have a spiritual grass here that can increase Qi and blood."
"My Yu Ruyi..."
"My heavy water bowl..."
"Don't steal my red thread. It's useless."
Yue Lao looked at the red thread snatched away by Nezha and felt like crying. You should also snatch the old man's things.
"Hey, that's my flat peach. I haven't been willing to eat it."
Bai Hetongzi looked aggrieved.
"It's my flat peach!"
Queen Mother Xi glared at him and declared her sovereignty.
After Nezha's hard work, he collected a lot of messy treasures.
Together with his own Hun Tian Ling and Qian Kun Circle, he threw them directly towards the ring without even looking at them.
If Li Jing hadn't stopped him, he would have almost lent his red bellyband to Jiang Wenming.
"When did their relationship become so good?"
The immortals were speechless for a while. They had never seen Nezha care so much about anyone before. Even Sun Wukong, who was his brother-in-law, had never been so enthusiastic.
Only Li Jing understood in his heart how much kindness Jiang Wenming had to his father and son.
If it weren't for him, I'm afraid the father and son would still be estranged because of their mutual reserve.
Thinking of this, Li Jing couldn't help but sigh, and turned to look at Nezha, who was still collecting treasures for Jiang Wenming.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile.
In the arena.
Just as Jiang Wenming was about to take action, he saw a red cloud floating in the sky.
Red cloud?
Just when he was doubting, Hongyun flew close.
Only then did he see clearly that this and that one were Hongyun, and they were clearly Nezha's Hun Tianling.
But, what the hell is this Hun Tian Ling?
It's like going to the supermarket to stock up. The shopping cart is full of everything.
Linglong Pagoda, Ruyi Jade, swords, guns and clubs, axes, axes, hooks and forks...
He also saw a fairy peach as big as his head.
"I'll go, Nezha will probably rob all the gods in heaven, right?"
"As expected of the third prince who has the word 'righteousness' in his name, it's so interesting."
"There are so many treasures, it's impossible to use them all! It's impossible to use them all!"
"How can I be so embarrassed to take...finish it!"
Jiang Wenming was so excited that he cried. While crying, he put all the treasures into his bag.
My mouth says no, but my body is very honest.
Seeing his skillful movements, even Kunpeng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.
He turned his head to the side and pretended not to notice.
Poseidon opposite him glanced at Kunpeng secretly, as if to confirm whether he would take action.
"Hold on tight and see what I do? Are you waiting for me to treat you to dinner?"
Kunpeng glared at him, turned around and flew to a corner to sit down cross-legged.
