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Seven hundred and fifty-seven the legendary super unscrupulous kill!

"Don't talk about people. In fact, it's hard to tell the names of these three people. I had a fight with the president of the Soul Taming Association a long time ago. Although I felt that they were women, their auras were vague and uncertain."

The person who spoke was a female cultivator with a long ponytail. Yuan Juhuo couldn't help but take a look, because she looked relatively normal among this group of people. Regardless of her clothes and demeanor, she looked like she was in her twenties, which was a bit...

Like Lixiu, but Yuan Juhuo dare not speculate, would a woman with such a slender and capable body choose physical training?

"Wu Huo, I'm afraid what you're talking about was at least twenty years ago. We, as a group of people, have been somewhat lazy, allowing the Three Congresses to develop to such a level that we cannot afford to lose."

Wu Huo nodded, put her braid in front of her and circled it on her white fingertips. She looked like a lively girl next door.

"Everyone, it is indeed a bit hasty to call everyone here this time, but my premonition is indeed not good, so I hope everyone can stay until the end."

The Fire Emperor said.

"Haha, Old Huotou, it doesn't need to be so serious. We have known each other for so many years. Now that we are here, it's time to do some activities. The best dojo in the world, let's make it worthy of its name."

"It's interesting. If nothing else, it would be interesting just to meet each other. Who wants to be on the team with me?"

The young man jumped down and looked up at everyone with a smile.

On such occasions, those who are qualified to say such things are probably the best among this group of top experts.

"Hehe, you are neither old nor young, let me raise the altitude of your team." The drunk scholar said with a smile.

"You drunkard, just don't hold yourself back," said the young and old.

The man with the roughest build and the fierce beard on his face laughed, "It seems to be getting interesting, who can come to my place."

"Brother Hongtian is starting a group, and the little girl wants to join in the fun no matter what." Wu Huo said with a smile.

There are obviously some people in this group who have a closer relationship.

That extremely lethal smile appeared on the corner of Fusha's mouth again. Everyone present obviously avoided this smile, "You just don't understand the happiness of loneliness. Let me join in. Everyone, please pray that you run into me."

After saying that, the figure gradually disappeared.

The young and old boy shook his head, "This lunatic has not recovered even after so many years."

"Hehe, neither old nor young, I remember."

A voice came from somewhere.

The old and young boy wrinkled his nose, "I'm so scared!"

Others did not express their stance immediately. They obviously had their own plans, and if they really wanted to take action, they would have their own power.

"Fa Kun and Yu Fengliu must have already taken action, but what exactly is Mu Huang's plan? Why did she get into trouble with a child?"

Wu Huo couldn't help but gossiped. In fact, not only her, but others were also curious. The Five Emperors were the ones who showed up more among this group of people, so they were named Five Emperors. Ma Tianer's strength was also recognized, even though she

It appeared suddenly.

"Is there something wrong with that kid?"

Yuan Gang smiled bitterly, "I also think this is quite strange. That kid has some weird talents, but at most he can survive in the early stage of becoming a god, but he is the leader of some kind of temple, and Ma Tian'er and Suo Ming seem to be from this group.

Martial Arts.”

"I heard that the same goes for Golden Wolf." Jun Wushang said with a smile.

Jun Wushang is a strange guy. His strength is not outstanding here, but he seems to be able to get involved in everything.

"Golden Wolf too?" The Fire Emperor was also stunned.

"The strange thing is, why does Wang Meng, a little guy with low cultivation level, make these masters surrender?"

Jun Wushang's Bagua fire is burning brightly. Even if there is a mysterious sect, this kind of cultivation is far from convincing the public, but Wang Meng's strength is indeed not strong, which cannot be concealed in front of these masters.

"Weird things happen every year, but this year there are so many. I have started to get interested. My team is called the Dice Circus. If you are interested, please come to me."

The monk who spoke looked like a gambler. He kept spinning three dice, and after speaking, he threw them into the air, and there were three sixes.

"The whole house is full of people, hehe, it looks like the whole house will be killed this time. Everyone, take the first step."

But no one really laughed, because people who knew him knew very well that these three six points really represented a warning that the No. 1 Dojo in the World was in danger this time.

Because he is a gambler who cannot afford to lose his soul.

The Fire Emperor doesn't know whether the current situation is good or bad. He will not bring these people together unless he has to. God knows what changes will happen when these masters who are all uncontrollable come together.

This is beyond anyone's control.

But facing the three conferences, especially the power displayed by the God-conferring Tower, there is no choice.

Fatty Bai is in charge of intelligence work. After all, Wang Shifeng is from the Wang family. His identity sometimes makes him not shameless enough, but Fatty Bai is not. In his opinion, shame is for training. In this regard, Fatty Bai knows how to be reluctant.

He never looks for trouble, and he is always generous with his actions. He has met many people from all walks of life in Haojing, and he can get information very quickly.

Before the war begins, intelligence comes first. This is also the principle of the Holy Church. Even with the current lineup, Zhongqianjie cannot be underestimated. Judging from the experiences of Ma Tianer and Suo Ming, there are definitely more than three immortals and five masters in Zhongqianjie.

The Emperor, the Three Immortals and the Five Emperors are just the most popular ones, but this time the No. 1 Dojo in the World has quite a turbulent momentum, so it definitely needs more preparation.

"Senior sister, the three conferences are still very strict and cannot find any gaps. The General Conference is very tight-lipped, but I don't think they know it at all."

Fatty Bai has a headache. The space of the gods is indeed an area he cannot touch. He regrets not practicing hard when he was a child.

Han Chuxue nodded, "The branch conferences in various places are actually just decorations. The core of the three conferences are all in the gods' space, and the layout of the gods' space is also quite strict. Sometimes they don't know each other."

"It's so public outside, but so secretive inside. No matter how you look at it, the three conferences have problems."

Ma Tian'er nodded. She originally had a good feeling about the Three Conferences, which had a bit of a temple feel, but an organization of this style should never be so secretive and covert.

"In addition to the three conferences, some inexplicable teams have appeared recently, but they have all obtained qualifications, such as the dice throwing circus, the immortal group, the dead group, the iron plate team..."

Fatty Bai said it all with a question mark on his face. What were these things? It was simply incomprehensible, and the name was full of jokes. It seemed that he didn't take this number one dojo in the world seriously at all, and he had a sense of contempt for all the heroes in the world.

Han Chuxue and others also looked puzzled, but Ma Tianer frowned slightly, "Is the leader of the Immortal Time Regiment a child?"

"...I heard it was a little guy eating marshmallows and a down-and-out scholar smelling of alcohol...there weren't even enough people, but somehow they passed."

There are also rules for participation in the No. 1 Dojo in the World, the number of people is at least five, unless there are special circumstances, but there must be too many special circumstances recently, and they are quite unscrupulous.

"Is there a red six-pointed star on the child's head?"

"That's right, that's right. How did Senior Sister know?" Fatty Bai said in surprise.

Ma Tian'er smiled slightly and looked at Wang Meng, "You should be happy this time. It seems that Ta Jiushi's matter has made the Fire Emperor and Water Emperor anxious. Although they are both the Five Emperors, their energy is higher than that of the Five Emperors.

We are much older. I know that this kid is at least four hundred years old. He is really an immortal immortal, and his strength is unfathomable. Although I have never heard of that down-and-out scholar, but being able to walk with him must be on the same level.

."

Everyone is a bit petrified. Although monks have a longer lifespan, they will eventually sit down and become dead if they cannot ascend. The longer they live, the stronger their cultivation will be. Moreover, the battle of monks is mainly based on knowledge. You have seen people who have seen it, but you have not seen it.

People have also seen it, which in itself means that they are at a disadvantage.

All these old monsters are out.

"Are all these inexplicable teams like this?" Fatty Bai opened his mouth and suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

"This is likely to be the case. The energy of the Golden Emperor and the Earth God Emperor cannot be underestimated. This time they will mobilize all their strength. This time, the number one dojo in the world may be a drunkard who is not interested in drinking." Ma Tian'er said.

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"I'm afraid Ji Xuanyuan also has a share. The interests of the family and the royal family are basically the same. With the Fire Emperor and Ji Xuanyuan taking the lead, there must be many people who will respond. They are a group of people who are unwilling to be left alone. They probably only need a chance.

"

Zhang Yang was a little too excited.

Fatty Bai, Zhan Yingluo and others were completely silent when they heard this situation. The appearance of these old monsters and the all-out efforts of the three conferences made it almost impossible for them to lose their surnames.

Everyone was a little worried that the situation was completely out of control, and Wang Meng was still in seclusion and didn't know what was going on.

"Yingluo, how's your recent practice of controlling spirits?" Ma Tian'er asked.

Zhan Yingluo immediately became happy when she mentioned this, "There are really big changes!"

Although Han Chuxue has recovered her memory, her understanding of Wang Meng is still before his ascension, so she has no idea how powerful Wang Meng can be. No matter how powerful you are in the Small Thousand Realm, this is the Middle Thousand Realm, everything must be done

From the beginning, Wang Meng’s time here was too short.

"Although there are many strong people this time, our strength is not weak, so we can give it a try!"

Everything has to wait for Wang Meng to come out!

At this time, Haojing was really lively again, and there were more and more strange people on the streets of Haojing.

A child and a poor scholar were shopping.

"Neither old nor young, let's go buy some bars. I'm a little thirsty."

"Drink water." The young and old man glanced at the drunk scholar.

"How can drinking water quench my thirst? Are you kidding me? I can drink less. Buy some for me."

"Go away, you've spent all that little money. Do you want us all to drink from the northwest wind?" The young and old man scolded the drunken scholar with his hands on his waist.

Both of them had not been out of the mountains for a long time. Once they entered the world, they were really not used to the consumption here. The most important thing was that they didn't have much money on them, and it would be all gone after a few jars of wine by the drunken scholar.

Suddenly, he was neither old nor young, staring at a marshmallow seller, and in a flash, he came to the marshmallow.

"Uncle, how much does this cost?"

The uncle selling marshmallows looked at a cute child with big black eyes and said, "Haha, kid, you look so cute. Here, I'll give you one for free."

The old man smiled sweetly and said, "Uncle, you are such a good person. Good people are rewarded."

Then the drunk scholar watched in amazement as the old and young boy came back jumping up and down.

...Oh, is this okay? What kind of trick is pretending to be young?

Seeing how rare and strange drunk scholars are, both young and old rolled their eyes, "You see, this is what you are capable of. If you want to drink, you have to show off your face or show off your skills. Anyway, you can drink as much as you want without spending any money, or you can go to the old man.

Go borrow money."

(To be continued)


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