If you can really transform from cannon fodder to a royal guard, not only will your safety be greatly guaranteed, but your status will also be completely different.
However, this kind of promise doesn't have much effect, and surviving a gambling battle is much harder than imagined.
There is no doubt about Xia Lei's strength. The aura of the middle stage Immortal Lord was released and he showed a level of talent increase. The prince immediately made a decision to take him with a smile on his face.
After all, wandering immortals are all garbage left after being screened, and their talents and qualifications are relatively poor. It is good to have a level increase. Those with slightly better qualifications were taken away by big forces as early as the realm of immortals. During the cultivation process
The situation where the talent increase rate is increased out of thin air is a great opportunity that can only be encountered but cannot be sought.
If it were really a mid-level immortal with an increased level of talent, even though it was very rare among wandering immortals, it would still be impossible for him to survive a gambling battle.
If you can find such a person, others can also find it. Just because you can win a gambling battle, does not mean you can win every game.
Obviously, Xia Lei hides his strength. He can make every gambling battle extremely exciting, and make the final winner belong to him forever. Every time in the so-called crisis, he saves the day and reverses the situation of the battle, and makes an action similar to the explosion of the small universe, which makes the prince
His Highness was so frightened that he was about to explode with excitement on the spot.
In just two days, he was regarded as a powerful assistant by the prince, who took him everywhere to find people to gamble and fight, and he actually won a lot of treasures.
"Very good! Haha..."
Just after walking out of the gambling arena, the prince patted Xia Lei's shoulder affectionately, with a smile on his face: "Keep it up, and when I convince all those guys, I will promote you to the position of guard commander!"
Gamblers will never give up, and it is impossible to convince everyone, so this promise is still useless, and Xia Lei is destined to miss the position of commander of the guards.
However, this did not affect his friendship with the prince.
Although there is no real relationship, but the person who can make the prince invincible and give him great face will be treated well even if it is a dog, right?
"It is a blessing for me to follow His Highness. I have never thought that the position of leader of the guards is due to His majesty and majesty, but it is not the result of this villain."
"Haha... I like this sentence!"
"only……"
"But what? If you have something to say, just say it. I am not the kind of person who cannot listen to honest advice."
"this……"
Xia Lei deliberately pretended to be a little taboo, looked at the master guard guarding the prince, and hesitated to speak.
The prince was not too stupid, and immediately understood what he meant, and temporarily moved away the guards, and activated the power of the domain to wrap the two of them, so outsiders had no idea what was happening.
receive!
The prince, who was about to listen to his opinions, never thought that he would send away the guards and activate the power of the domain to isolate the outside world, creating a golden opportunity for Xia Lei.
With the help of the isolation effect of the power of the domain, the Huangquan Pearl shot out a biting cold light, and the prince was taken into the inner world before he could react. At the same time, the Sky Magic Crystal simulated the prince's energy attributes and aura.
, Xia Lei followed suit and continued to support the power of the domain. In the eyes of those guardian immortals, it was still the domain of the prince.
With two levels of talent enhancement, the prince in the early stage of Immortal Master can be considered a master. Unfortunately, compared to Xia Lei, who is in the middle stage of the fourth level of Immortal Master, the gap is more than ten times?
The magic array that had been arranged in the inner world was activated, and ten Hongmeng heavenly weapons burst out with dazzling brilliance. More than two hundred immortals controlled by the Wanlingjian used their own magic power to promote the operation of the array.
The sun and moon have no light.
The sky and the earth change color.
The prince only felt that his immortal consciousness and six senses were completely blocked by mysterious energy. The magical power of the magic circle deduced from the secret code of the sky was beyond his imagination. At this moment, his strength was being destroyed.
Constantly weakened and wasted, he was unable to activate the connection with the origin of his soul, and even if he wanted to self-destruct, it would be impossible.
A tall figure appeared in the sky above the formation, with silver hair flying in the wind. There were seven divine swords of different colors swimming around Xia Lei.
"You are... damn bastard, you are Xia Lei!" the prince exclaimed.
"Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that life is worse than death."
The seven-color sword gang spit out hundreds of meters in length, and Xia Lei's voice was cold as if it came from hell: "I gave this formation a name, it's called the Nine Nether Soul Transformation Formation. The offensive power is not powerful, but it can continuously corrode the enemy.
The soul of the trapped person. Of course, if your strength exceeds mine, your understanding of the great road exceeds mine, and the quality of the magic weapon exceeds mine, you still have a chance to crack the Nine Nether Soul Transformation Formation, but you don't have any of these."
Let alone a mere prince, even if an emperor is trapped in such a large formation, he will probably be dragged to death in it over time.
It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to face an emperor alone. The Nine Nether Soul Transformation Formation couldn't deal with a group of top experts at the same time.
"What do you want?!"
Although the prince was panicked, he was not too timid. As the successor of the next emperor, he was by no means the kind of coward who could be controlled at will: "My soul is imprinted with the divine will of my father. Even if I cannot escape or self-destruct,
If you forcefully control my mind, you will still be discovered by your father!"
Xia Lei shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "You misunderstood. I just want to make a deal with you, a deal that won't cost you anything."
"impossible!"
"How did His Highness know it was impossible without hearing what I said?"
The conversation did not continue. Even if he could not surrender, he still had to understand that agreeing to the deal was the only way out. Before that, he had to see the facts clearly.
In the Nine Nether Soul Transformation Formation, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and the top-grade Hongmeng heavenly weapons suspended on the ten bases of the formation release mysterious energy that destroys the heaven and the earth.
Chi chi chi...
The great formation merged the black and yellow energy with the power of the divine weapons, turning them into billions of streams of light as thin as silk.
The purple-black streams of light covered the sky and blocked out the sun, not only isolating the six senses, but also possessing almost magical abilities. They did not project in a straight line, but curved and twisted towards the prince. What they entangled was not the physical body, but directly penetrated into the purple consciousness.
The sea binds the soul and interferes with the contact between the origin of the soul and the soul.
Regardless of cultivators or immortals, the soul origin does not have powerful abilities. It is the source of life for all intelligent creatures. What truly has infinite power is the soul that is constantly strengthening and improving based on the soul origin.
If the soul is an indestructible murder weapon, the origin of the soul is hidden in the core of the soul and is the center that controls this murder weapon.
It itself is not powerful, and is always protected by the energy in the soul.
The early interference prevented the soul origin from mobilizing the power of the soul to the greatest extent, and thus it was unable to self-destruct. As this interference continued to increase, it eventually turned into restraint and imprisonment, and the connection between the soul origin and the soul would be completely severed.
If opened, the people trapped in the formation will completely lose their ability to resist.
Feeling that the connection with the soul was weakening bit by bit, feeling that the power of the soul that could be mobilized was getting less and less, and the immortal power that could be controlled gradually decreased, the prince used all his strength to try to change the status quo.
However, such a powerful formation exceeded the limit of his ability. No matter how hard he tried, he could only watch helplessly as his strength was gradually weakened.
On the other side, Xia Lei, who transformed into a prince, removed his realm. After two days of getting along with him, he was able to play this role perfectly.
"Your Highness, that person..." The guard who was waiting in the distance came over quickly and found that the dead man who kept trying to win face for His Highness was missing.
"Hmph! You think you have won a few games for me, but you dare to talk nonsense. It is not a pity for such a person to die!"
Xia Lei glanced at the guards with high eyes, and ordered in an unhappy tone: "Fei Jian, go help me choose a dead soldier again."
The seven super power alliances are temporarily united. There are no residents in the former imperial city, and they all drag their families and families to stay in the city near the defense line. Therefore, the exchanges between the various powers have increased a lot, just like these second-generation ancestors.
In the daily gambling fight, each other raised their heads but never looked down, which made it a lot more lively.
While asking a guard to re-select the dead soldiers, Xia Lei, who transformed into a prince, led a group of minions to a city billions of miles away.
This line of defense is mainly guarded by the Dragon Clan. Among the five major groups of mythical beasts, the Dragon Clan is also the relatively strongest clan.
Xia Lei played the role of the second generation ancestor very seriously and devotedly. His nostrils were almost raised to the sky. He rushed in from the city gate with a swagger, ignoring the large group of guards chasing behind him. As the most beloved son of Emperor Chixuan
, he will not accept examination seriously, he can just let the escorts he accepts handle these messy things.
The streets in the city were buzzing all the way, and he was still far away from the Forbidden Palace where the direct descendants of the Dragon Clan lived temporarily. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Ao Feng! This king is here. I lost to you that day because I asked you to
Yes, Fei Jian has already gone to select the dead men, and he will bring people over in a while to beat you until you are full of teeth."
In the past two days, the real prince had led him to defeat several opponents. He originally planned to seek revenge from Ao Feng, the third prince of the Dragon Clan, but he lost to this guy last time.
The surrounding pedestrians who were bumped into by him, when they heard his shout, immediately knew that this person was definitely not a good person, and he had a lot of backing.
"Qin Mutian, wasn't your defeat bad enough last time? You still dare to come and cause trouble for me. Today, you have lost all your divine weapons!"
Loud shouts came from the direction of the Forbidden Palace. As soon as the voice of the Dragon Prince came out, it was like a bolt from the blue, and large black clouds rolled up in the sky. The dragon's ability to gather clouds and rain was a gift. It is said that the clouds follow the dragon and the tiger follows the wind, and the dark clouds keep changing their shapes.
If you look carefully, you will find that they are clearly dragons of different shapes.
Bolts of dazzling lightning flashed through the clouds, and the dark clouds actually moved towards Xia Lei. Under the clouds was a tall man two meters tall.
He is Ao Feng, the third prince of the Dragon Clan!
Xia Lei put away the gold-painted folding fan in his hand, rubbed his nose and shouted: "Ao Feng, I haven't chosen my warriors yet, so I won't talk to you about useless nonsense now. Why do you say that I am a guest from afar?
Is this how you dragons treat guests?"
"Are you considered a guest? I think you are the biggest bad guest in the world, right? Hehe..."
"Okay, how many treasures have you won over me before? If I don't bring out hundreds of jars of your Dragon Clan's best wine today, I will spread rumors everywhere that you, the third prince, can't be tough!"
"It's better if I can't be hard than if you don't have that thing, haha..."
The two second-generation ancestors, each with their own ulterior motives, walked shoulder to shoulder, trying their best to persuade each other, and walked towards the Forbidden Palace.
On the surface, they look like good friends who have known each other for many years. In fact, only they know what they are like. These second-generation ancestors are not idiots in the lower world who only know how to have fun. How can they inherit the power of a party without any ability?