"Wei Suo, you are really in trouble this time. I told you not to fight him. What should I do?" He pulled Wei Suo's sleeves repeatedly, but when he saw Wei Suo, he refused to listen to him and agreed.
Nangong Yuqing, who has always been very handsome with the style of a big sister, is angry and anxious, like an ant on a hot pan. "He is Tian Fengzi, the elder of the Golden Eagle Palace. Not only does he have a real low-level magic weapon on his body, but he also keeps a monster.
, I don’t know what kind of monster it is, but at least it is at level 4 or above!"
"A low-grade magic weapon of the spiritual level? Is it a monster?" But what made her a little stunned was that Wei Suo whispered in her ear without hesitation, "Don't worry, I promise to beat him up later.
Pig head, and I didn’t like this guy last time.”
"Since everyone has no objection, then go to the Iron Blood Palace now." Xin Youlan, who was extremely charming, nodded with satisfaction at this time, looked at Dong Qingyi and smiled slightly, and said, "But it's a good thing that they both fought against each other.
, From now on, others cannot give them any magical tools, otherwise this kind of battle will be meaningless."
"This is natural." Dong Qingyi said sadly, "As long as you don't do this yourself."
"Let's go." Xin Youlan didn't say anything more, and rode the beast toward the mountain where the mountain gate of Dongyao Resort is located on the south side of the Seven Star City.
Dong Qingyi looked at Wei Suo and others coldly, and walked towards the mountain on his own.
Li Honglin glared at Wei Suo with a murderous look, and then immediately followed with a slight face.
"Tian Fengzi, this kid must be killed this time, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate my hatred!"
"I won't let him die so happily." Tian Fengzi said with a very sinister face, "I will let him suffer all the pain and kill him slowly, otherwise anyone will dare to ride it.
It's on our Golden Eagle Palace!"
"Nangong Yuqing, what's going on?" Wei Suo, Han Weiwei and Nangong Yuqing deliberately dragged behind and set a distance between Li Honglin and Tian Fengzi.
"You probably won't forget the Qingfengling incident, right?" Nangong Yuqing's red lips moved slightly, "We have checked for a long time. It's already a sure thing that Hei Sha is planning, but Hei Sha seems to have a different relationship with Jinjiu Palace.
generally."
"No way?" Wei Suo frowned, "Is the envoy behind it Jinjiu Palace?"
"I'm afraid there is another hidden truth. Jinjiu Palace and us have no special conflict of interest."
Han Weiwei was stunned, "You approached Li Honglin just to find out the relationship between Jinjiu Palace and Heisha from him? Then why did you just...?"
"I don't want to lose all my efforts." Nangong Yuqing smiled bitterly, "I had already poked something out of Li Honglin's mouth before, and knew that this time they came to Qixing City, the auction was just a cover-up, and there should be big plans. Unexpectedly,
He didn't come at other times, but suddenly came at this time, and I said that, but I couldn't even drive it away."
"If I had known that he wasn't afraid of Tian Fengzi, I would just continue to pretend."
Speaking of this, Nangong Yuqing glared at Wei Suo with a little depressed look.
Although she was a little depressed and had so many days of arrangements gone through, she was very confident at this moment because she knew that Wei Suo was not an ordinary monk, and if she was not particularly sure, Wei Suo would not be so confident.
"I can't blame me." Wei Suo shouted unjustly: "I thought you had some important people or things that fell into their hands, were under their jurisdiction, or were under their ban,
So I kept screaming and seeing if I could see any signs. I didn’t know that they had an affair with that black evil person.”
"Your IQ is normal, I don't know it's normal." Han Weiwei gave Wei Suo a blank look, but couldn't help asking: "Did you see from the beginning that she has something else?"
"You have this IQ and still doubt my IQ?" Wei Suo said disdainfully, "You are simply nonsense. With Li Honglin's appearance, Nangong Yuqing still likes him? You want to find someone who is ten times stronger than him.
, It's not just a casual look. Also, Nangong Yuqing, I want to criticize you. This message jade talisman is obviously not good-looking at all, and it is very rough in workmanship. It doesn't match your clothes when hung on your hands, and it doesn't match your clothes, let alone yours.
But you also said that this is a good style, and it is only hung on your hands. When you are pretending to be heartless, don’t blink your eyes and your lips tremble, it’s not professional at all. Look up your eyes
, look down and contempt, it is best to bring three points of coldness into the 70% ruthlessness."
"I'm giving you a wink, but I didn't expect you to see it at all." Nangong Yuqing gave Wei Suo helplessly, then became serious and said softly: "The name of the spiritual low-level magic weapon on Tian Fengzi's body is called Tian Fengzi.
It is made of ice and snow hinge, which is made of the claws of the sixth-level monster Hanming Bird. Not only does it attack power to reach the lowest level of the spiritual level, but the ice and cold energy also has the effect of curbing the spiritual energy of the method tool."
"Is it an offensive spiritual-level magic weapon?" Wei Suo looked at Tian Fengzi who was walking far ahead without hesitation. "Apart from that, is there any special magic weapon on him?"
"I don't know this." Nangong Yuqing said: "But you have to be careful of the monsters he raises. Elderly figures like him will definitely not have too low grades."
Wei Suo smiled: "Is that so? Then the Golden Eagle Palace may have to lose a little more this time."
In less than half an hour, a dark red palace appeared in the sight of Wei Suo and others.
This hall is located in a valley behind the most lively market on the hillside south of Qixing City.
Seeing that this so-called Iron Blood Hall is so close to the most lively market, Wei Suo couldn't help but feel that Dong Qingyi's mind is still a little good.
The more people there are, the more likely they are to have quarrels and fight. Just like last time Wei Suo took the old man in green robe to a night market, he also saw two people almost fighting to buy and sell things. If the place could be fought was far apart
No, maybe the two sides are quarreling hard, and they may not be able to fight. It would be so convenient to be so close. If you don’t agree, that’s OK, you can go to the Iron Blood Palace to start a war.
Moreover, there are many people here. When there is a fight, there are naturally more people running over to watch the fun. Of course, Dongyao Resort can catch a lot of spirit stones.
This Iron Blood Hall is much larger than the auction venue of Lingbaofang, and the whole body is made of black iron. Although it is just ordinary black iron, it will definitely consume a lot of manpower.
Outside the black iron material, many patterns were painted with unknown dark red pigments, which looked a bit like blood was flowing.
There are various grimaces and sculptures like yakshas in many places, such as pillars, door lintels, and flying eaves.
Having just walked to the stone corridor not far from the entrance of the hall, Han Weiwei couldn't help but frowned.
A wild aura surged from it.
In addition to the heat wave formed by the clamor of countless people inside, there is also a strong smell of blood.
In the front, Dong Qingyi and Xin Youlan stopped at the door of the hall. As two monks who were obviously wearing robes of disciples of Dongyaosheng territory ran in hurriedly, a short and thin man in a black leather robe
The old man quickly walked out. I don’t know what Dong Qingyi said to the short and thin old man, but I saw the old man with a pair of mouse eyes as big as mung beans flashing with excitement in his eyes, “It’s actually two.”
There are no wonder so many cultivators in the Zhoutian realm. OK! Let’s make arrangements immediately.”
Dong Qingyi nodded to the two disciples from Dongyao Shengjing at the door, and without saying anything, let Li Honglin, Wei Suo and others enter the Iron Blood Hall, while the people behind him who were watching the fun were all stopped.
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Obviously, if you want to enter the Iron Blood Palace, you have to pay a certain amount of entrance spirit stone fees. Otherwise, some monks would not place bets inside, just watching wildly. The Dongyao Shengdi, which worked hard to get the Iron Blood Palace, was a bit of a loss.
of.
Previously, because Han Weiwei shouted in the square that he was still a virgin, and Wei Suo and Tian Fengzi were obviously both cultivators in the Zhoutian realm, there were at least a few more people coming to watch the fun than usual.
Time.
As soon as he walked into the Iron Blood Hall, Han Weiwei wrinkled her nose and almost vomited.
The scene inside was even more barbaric and bloody than she thought outside.
The entire hall is arranged in a circular shape, and in the middle is a platform covered by a transparent spiritual light. This circular platform is more than 100 meters square, and the ground is made of thick black iron. All around the circular platform are up and down.
The two-story stands. There are only cast iron fences separated by each five seats of the stands, which look like cages.
The material of this fence obviously cannot stop some monks. Some fences are obviously seen by monks. It seems that when monks are fighting below, the monks are fighting because of different supporters or other reasons.
Things happen from time to time.
The entire ring stand can accommodate about 3,000 monks. At this moment, there are at least more than 1,000 monks sitting. Even if each person only pays two or three spirit stones to enter, there are at least 3,000 lower-grade ones.
The benefits of the spirit stones are gone.
Among so many monks watching inside, many people were roaring excitedly, and the platform shrouded in the middle of the light seemed to be too cleaned, except for many deep grooves and many techniques.
In addition to the traces produced by the magic bombardment, there were blood stains everywhere, and even blood clots in the grooves were as if they were falsely replaced.
At this moment, the battle was just over. A monk was cut into two parts by his opponent from his waist, and his lower body was still standing still. Another monk with blood on his face was covered in ferocious face.
The monk was flipping over the upper half of the corpse.
Faced with such a scene, Wei Suo browed and looked around calmly.