On a smoky but huge Tianshan Mountain, a ring made of black gold appeared on the top of the mountain.
Innumerable souls flew over from all directions of the arena.
People were densely packed and stood around the mysterious gold arena, and for a moment, there were countless strong people.
From time to time, strong people approached here, but most people did not show too surprised. After all, few souls who could come here were weak, whether they were onlookers or those who participated in the war.
call!
At this time, a strong aura fell from the sky.
In an instant, the whole mountain trembled, and the sky began to shake like ripples.
People looked up one after another, but saw the sky trembling, and then a crazy shadow covering the sky fell from the sky and landed here.
The people around quickly dispersed and stared at them wide.
I saw the breath dissipate and a figure appeared in the rippling dust.
That is the Great Lord of the Rebellion!
"Meet the Lord of the Rebels!"
Everyone held their fists and shouted, with a pious expression and complimentary behavior.
"Master Rebel? Why did he come?"
The people in the distance were secretly surprised.
"I heard that the daughter of the Great Lord Nidao was caught not long ago and refined into a human flesh cauldron. She died so miserably. In a rage, the Great Lord Nidao slaughtered all the relatives and friends of the man and all the relatives and friends of the man.
He killed a total of 30,000 people, and even the Shenji Palace was alarmed. This time he came here, most likely to use this spiritual artifact to revive his daughter."
"I see."
"Who is so brave, even the daughter of the Great Lord of the Rebels dares to arrest him."
Others kept gossiping and the scene was buzzing.
"Look, another powerful person is here!"
At this time, the cry was heard again.
People raised their eyes again, but saw a magic sword in the sky cutting through the sky and flying towards it.
The magic sword attacked, and an endless stream of fear came to everyone's hearts.
In the dark, everyone felt that their necks were being held by a sharp sword. As long as the owner of the sharp sword exerted a little force, all of these people would fall to the ground.
Who is this?
Many people are sweating in their hearts.
But the magic sword burst out with a ray of light, and then a figure came out.
It was a very sharp young man. He was wearing a white robe, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, melancholy eyes and thin cheeks.
He walked slowly, his eyes immediately looked at the body of the King of Rebels, and his eyebrows were immediately tightened a little, and a strong sense of fighting emerged.
"Ling Feng Sword?" The Great Master of the Rebel said in a deep voice: "Where is the Drunk Jade Sword?"
"What? Is this Ling Feng Sword?"
The people next to him heard the title of the King of Rebel and shouted out loud.
"Isn't this a famous sword fairy companion in Shengzhou? Why did he come?"
"I heard that they have been in love for tens of thousands of years and have been inseparable from each other for many years. They are born with jade men. Moreover, they are powerful. The sword of Lingfeng is comparable to the soul god in the wind, and the sword of Drunken Jade can break through the cycle of reincarnation. How great is it!
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"Didn't they always hide in the mountains and forests? It is said that they have never been concerned about the world and live a life like a fairy couple. Why did he appear here this time? Why did the Drunken Jade Knife disappear?"
People said carefully.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a sharp sword suddenly attacked.
Scream!
The souls mentioned by the Drunken Jade Sword were picked off on the spot, and fell to the ground and trembled wildly, almost dead.
"ah?"
"Ling Feng Jian!! What are you doing?"
Everyone was shocked and angry, and roared anxiously.
"Don't let me know the name of Yu Dao, you... don't deserve it!" Ling Fengjian lowered his head and said coldly.
People's faces changed, and many people subconsciously understood something.
The Great Master of Rebel frowned and said in a deep voice: "Ling Feng Jian, it seems that you are here to go against me today!"
"I am the only one who can inject spiritual magic weapon!" Ling Fengjian said coldly: "Whoever stops me, I will kill whoever I want!"
How domineering the tone!
Many people were extremely angry.
However, no one dared to do anything randomly.
After all... Ling Feng Sword is not inferior to the King of the Against Dao.
"Then let's see the truth!"
The King of Rebel Snorted and stopped sucking.
After the appearance of the Great Lord of the Rebel Dao and Ling Feng Sword, many terrifying and powerful men have arrived one after another.
The White-haired Ancestor, the Jade Girl of Jiuxiao, the Evil Monk, and the Qingtong Sword Sect...
The arrival of all powerful people from all sides made the aura around the entire Xuanjin ring particularly depressed. Some weak people could not bear the depressing atmosphere at all and ran down the mountain to breathe.
People stared at them secretly, and bursts of excitement appeared in their eyes.
Because these people who have come here are all aimed at the injecting magic weapon, all of them have died and need to be resurrected by the injecting magic weapon. If they fight later, they will inevitably be a life-and-death battle.
The soulmen were excited and excited.
But seeing this, the Bing family in the distance looked extremely bad.
"The head of the family, Ling Fengjian, the King of the Rebels are all here, and the white-haired ancestor... They are all coming for the spiritual inscription weapon. If we announce that there is no spiritual inscription weapon, we may offend these things.
"A mighty." The butler said anxiously.
Binghai frowned and his expression was not natural.
This time, the strong men who came to participate in the gambling treasure conference are much stronger than in previous years. If all these powerful people offended them, even the Bing family would not be able to bear it!
This situation is not something the Bing family can predict at all!
"Delivered the event, I'll go see the ancestor!"
The ice sea sank, turned around and left.
The conference was postponed.
In the forbidden area of ​​the Bing family, the Bing family ancestor was sitting cross-legged in front of a huge but broken statue of the goddess, closing his eyes to rest without moving.
Binghai knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him.
"What's wrong?" asked the ancestor of the Bing family.
"In this conference, there are many strong people. If we change the treasure, we may offend those strong people... Ancestor, this is not good!"
"Is that true?" The ancestor of the Bing family was silent for a moment and said lightly: "Since that's the case, then don't change the magic weapon, just put the spiritual magic weapon on it."
"This... ancestor, we don't have spiritual magic weapons, how to place them?"
"Take out the energy stone and put it on it, telling them that in order to prevent people who are ill-hearted and ill-hearted, they only place half of it. The other half needs them to win the game before they can give it!" The ancestor of the Bing family slowly opened his eyes.
, looking at the broken statue in front of him, he said hoarsely: "Then, it is enough for us to send another person they will never be able to defeat on the stage!"
"Apart from the ancestor of my Bing family, I'm afraid no one can compete with those powerful people in front!" Binghai clasped his fists and said hoarsely.
"There is one person." The ancestor of the Bing family said calmly.
"who?"
"Your daughter, Bingqin!" A faint voice came out.
When I heard the sound, I was stunned on the spot.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his face was shocked: "Old ancestor, did you say..."
"It's over, there's no choice."
Chapter completed!