Chapter 493 The Holy Son gathers, just waiting for Xia Yu! (2000
Time flies, and more than half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
A spaceship quickly dived into the huge planet. After experiencing a terrifying rapid landing period, it slowly stopped above a large-scale city.
Here, there are many flying boats and flying palaces, which are being inspected one by one.
"Wow, Langya Star is really big!" A girl with short hair in purple clothes stood on the plywood excitedly and looked around.
This is none other than Ji Ziyue of the Ji family. She has now directly changed her name to Xia Chan and does not want to be related to the Ji family anymore.
"It's indeed big enough!" Qiao Feng, who followed him out, also felt that his eyes were not enough.
Qiao Feng had just come out of the small world. He had never seen such a big planet before. He couldn't even imagine it.
As for Xia Chan, although she has more experience as a saint of the Ji family, how can the Daqian main star and the zodiac star compare with Langya star?
I was also shocked.
This was not the first time for the sword slave to come here. He smiled and said, "I don't know how Uncle Master and the others are doing."
"Don't worry, he is blessed with good fortune." Qiao Feng was in a good mood when he came here.
While they were talking, several disciples from Langya Holy Land flew over and asked loudly, "How many of us are there? Pay the head tax. For those who have tokens, each person will pay a thousand spiritual stones every day, starting from ten days; for those who do not have tokens, First buy a token of 100,000 yuan, and those who are strong in the virtual realm or above will give the token as a gift, but you have to pay the head tax."
They were on a merchant ship traveling between Black Point and Langya.
After all, Yanlei Cave Mansion is not a specialized flying treasure, and its flying speed is a bit slow.
People on the merchant ship paid their spirit stones one after another, and Qiao Feng and the others also paid.
The sword slave has a token and has paid the poll tax for ten days. He comes and goes often and is unwilling to pay more. Anyway, he will pay it after ten days. If he pays for thirty days and leaves after ten days, then twenty days will be spent. There is no retreat.
Qiao Feng is a strong man in the Void Refining Realm. He received a token for free and also paid ten days of head tax.
As for Xia Chan, who was in the early stage of the Dividing Spirit Realm, she spent 100,000 spirit stones to buy the token, and then also paid a ten-day head tax.
When the merchant ship arrives at Langya Star, it will no longer operate. The people on board will use their flying treasures to leave.
But the sword slaves were different. The merchant ship owner came again and asked, "Senior sword slaves, where are you going? Do you want us to send you another section?"
Qiao Feng said, "We are not in a hurry. We want to see the customs and customs of Langya Star."
The boss said again, "In that case, you all go down and use the teleportation array. This way you can pass through a few more big cities and see the grand scenery of Langya Star. I believe it is a worthwhile trip."
“So best.”
The sword slave had contacted Wenjian before and asked them to go to Murong City after arriving at Langya Star.
They stepped off the flying boat and boarded the teleportation array.
The teleportation array here does not go directly to Murong City, but has to transfer to several major cities along the way.
When they arrive in a big city, they will walk around in the city.
Every city here is much bigger than the cities in Black Point Star. Qiao Feng and the others opened their mouths wide when they saw it, and they felt like they were country bumpkins entering the city.
"I heard that in this battle of the Seventy-Two Cities, a monk at the first level of the Void Refining Realm wants to challenge a new saint!"
"The first level of Void Refining challenges the first level of Fusion?"
"I've also heard about it. It seems that it's a man named Xia Yu, representing Murong City! The challenge is the new Saint Thief Leader from the Dark Star Sea. It is said that this battle has attracted attention, and many people have placed bets, hoping to make a lot of money. Where’s the pen!”
"Holy shit! Is Murong Cheng crazy? Do you want to give away money for free?"
"Anyway, this time I'm investing in Shen Kaishan of Baishi City. Hehe, old man Murong wants to be a money-spreading boy!"
Listening to the chatting words of several monks on the roadside, Qiao Feng and the others lost their composure.
When Jian Nu contacted Wenjian, Wenjian didn't say anything and was confused at the moment.
Xia Chan was even more shocked and said, "My brother actually wants to challenge Shen Kaishan. How can this be done? Isn't this going to death? Let's go to Murong City quickly, I want to stop him!"
After hearing the news, Qiao Feng and Xia Chan no longer thought about sightseeing, and quickly passed through the teleportation array and headed straight for Murong City.
At the same time, a flying palace also landed on this huge planet.
Following the landing of this planet, there were several magnificent flying palaces.
"Haha, I really didn't expect that the Holy Son and Holy Lady of the Suzaku Holy Land also came together!" A handsome young monk walked out of the Flying Palace.
When the Holy Son and Holy Lady of Suzaku, who had just walked out of the Nirvana Palace, saw this son, they also stepped forward, clasping their fists and laughing, "The Holy Son and Holy Lady of Kaiyang Holy Land, I haven't seen each other for a long time. I didn't expect to meet on Langya Star."
"To be honest, we haven't seen each other for many years. I didn't expect that everyone would be exhausted this time." The Saint of Kaiyang also walked out.
At this time, another beautiful woman came out of the Flying Palace, clasped her fists and bowed her hands, then smiled and said, "Brothers, my little sister is late."
"Saint Ziwei! Long time no see, you look good again!" All the saints and saints also saluted.
"Pretentious!" A young fat man stood on the deck of a flying treasure boat, watching these saints and saints saluting each other. There was a look of contempt on his face, and he said to himself, "I am also a saint, no more than You are bad!"
A fatter man walked up next to him, stood next to him, and sighed, "Holy Son, please don't underestimate these people. Every holy land has inherited the inheritance of the ancient people and has its own profound heritage, and the saints it has cultivated The Holy Lady is not comparable to our sect."
"The foundation of our Oral Demon Sect is not bad!" The young fat man snorted coldly, "Maybe one day we will change our name to the Holy Land of Oral!"
"Okay!" The fatter man laughed loudly.
This young fat man is Peng Bo, the holy son of the Oral Demon Sect.
After eight years of practice, he has also broken through to the Void Refining Realm. This time he also wants to come here to establish connections, hoping to get a place to practice in the Jade Mansion.
With his status as a demon sect, he is not qualified to be compared with the Holy Son of the Holy Land.
Of course, he didn't have the shame to say hello proactively. After paying the poll tax, he ordered the flying boat to go straight to the Holy City.
When they arrived at the Holy City, a piece of news immediately came through.
"What! Xia Yu wants to challenge the new saint Shen Kaishan at the first level of the Void Refining Realm?"
"Damn it! Is this kid crazy?"
"But this Xia Yu's cultivation speed is very impressive! It took me eight years to break through from the late stage of distraction to the Void Refining Realm, and it took him eight years to reach the Void Refining Realm directly from the first level of the Divided God Realm!"
"But even so, you don't dare to challenge the new saint, right? That's a saint!" After hearing the news, Bloomberg was shocked from ear to ear and quickly ordered, "Go to the best tavern and get two of them who haven't eaten before. The delicious dishes are overwhelming!”
Somewhere in the Holy City, there is a tall and luxurious courtyard.
There are snow-white walls everywhere, huge pillars that only a dozen people can build, and everything looks so holy.
Standing under the huge white patterned pillar, surrounded by a field of colorful flowers, the Yaochi Saint in a plain dress has a unique and sacred temperament.
And the Holy Son of Yaochi standing next to her also had a very good temperament.
He crushed the transmission talisman in his hand and sneered, "Holy Girl, I'm telling you to have a bad rest. In a few days, your sweetheart will participate in the gambling battle in Langya Star's Seventy-Two Cities."
The saint looked at the fountain pool not far away and said lightly, "I chose Xia Yu as my partner for dual cultivation out of my heart. I hope that the saint will not mind it. In fact, I have thought about it. There was a partner for dual cultivation in the previous generation. Turning against each other and us working together may not be a good thing for the Holy Land."
The Holy Son also realized his gaffe, sighed, and said, "Don't you care who Xia Yu's opponent is in this battle?"
The Saint of Yaochi raised her eyebrows, looked at the Saint and asked, "Who is it?"
"Xia Yu, on behalf of Murong City, challenges the leader of the eight thieves, the new saint Shen Kaishan!" After the saint said this, he looked at the saint and said word by word, "The battle of life and death will never end."
"What!" The Saint of Yaochi couldn't hold it anymore, her face suddenly changed and she said, "He is crazy!"
When the Holy Son saw her expression, there was another look of ridicule on his face, "Holy girl, the way of dual cultivation in our Yaochi Holy Land is from falling in love to ending love, then forgetting love and being ruthless, and finally reaching the great freedom of being ruthless. !I'm afraid that if you get caught up in it, you'll be unforgettable once you fall in love, and you'll be played to death by Xia Yu!"
The Yaochi Saint's face returned to calmness, she turned around and left, saying, "This has nothing to do with you. You should think about finding a partner for dual cultivation."
"You!" The Holy Son seemed to have been stabbed by the Holy Girl, but he was very well-mannered, and soon smiled again, and said with a smile, "Then think about it, if your sweetheart dies, your dual cultivation will be lost. What should I do, hahaha!”