It was clear that there were still dozens of feet, hundreds or even thousands of feet away, but everyone could still clearly feel the bitter and fierce killing aura! These people were like suddenly released from hell.
The devil comes out!
There were only a few hundred people, silently, and there was no extra movement except for moving his feet, but it successfully created a tragic atmosphere like a million troops fighting fiercely!
Any of these people is also a god of killing! Absolute god of killing!
Their clothes are all better than snow-white clothes. The only difference is that different gold threads are embroidered at the cuffs. The gold threads are thick and thin, two and three, but some seem to be embedded in the middle with golden threads.
Just a few golden swords!
It seems that this is the special system setting of the Xiejun Mansion...
Such people, one team on one side, and each team is exactly one hundred and forty-nine! After the last person stepped out of the city gate, they neatly straddled the two sides, swayed in a geese-wing shape, and spoke at the same time
: "I would like to invite you to come to the city to watch the ceremony!"
Miao Zhan was originally looking indifferently at the distance, but at the moment when the two hundred and ninety-eight people appeared, his eyes suddenly became wider and wider, and in the end, he actually widened his eyes!
Mo Wudao, the three sect masters of Xi Ruochen and Hu Yan Aobo, were extremely hard to see the expressions on their faces!
"What's wrong?" I found that the atmosphere was wrong, Miao Xiaomiao raised her head and asked Miao Dao.
"How is this possible?! The two hundred and ninety-eight people who formed the welcome team have the lowest cultivation level... also have the strength of the third level of the Saint!" Miao Dao also gasped, and even said a little, his voice was slightly slight.
Shiver: "Among them, there are more than 70 Holy Emperor masters, and more than 100 people with the peak level four saint cultivation... This kind of strength is simply... simply... incredible... and these people...
...It's just a handful of people coming out to welcome guests... Damn, I'm going crazy... How could this happen!"
If it were just a saint, Miao Dao would naturally not take it seriously. Even if there were ten or eight, it would be no problem. However, such people actually formed an army and appeared together... that would be frightening.
Even horror, panic...
"Ah~" Miao Xiaomiao, who learned this amazing information, exclaimed, and then hurriedly covered her mouth. She felt her little heart jumping up...
A total of seventy saints and more than two hundred saints are welcomed by us... It seems that even Piaomiao Fantasy Mansion is difficult to come up with such a huge lineup...
"Now, there is only the only high-end strength left to understand the Xiejun Mansion..." Miao Jian took a deep breath and calmed down.
Behind him, Mo Wudao and others also became quiet.
What followed was Jun Wuyi. Jun Sanye was dressed in plain green clothes and was so majestic that he presided over the welcoming ceremony at the gate. Jun Wuyi, as an important figure in the Evil Jun Mansion, was personally hosted by him to welcome guests.
It gave everyone enough face!
Miao Dao and others looked at each other and said, "Let's go."
Everyone stood up at the same time and walked towards the other side.
Suddenly a loud voice shouted: "Sikong, a family of Sikong in Shannan, congratulated the evil monarch on his grand celebration in the dark night. I would like to offer a gift of seven-colored magnolia! Ten thousand taels of gold! It expresses my feelings!" Then I saw a burly man
He stood up and held a brocade box in his hands, and came first.
You didn't intend to meet him quickly, and Dashi held the hand of the visitor intimately and said with a smile: "Brother Sikong is so polite. Just come, why don't you get a gift? Come, take Brother Sikong to rest.
, serve tea, serve good tea!”
Sikong Anye laughed and followed a girl in white and walked in.
"Dunmu family Duanmu super super super super super... Anyone who congratulates evil and evil... The monarch... open... open that... open..." As soon as the visitor opened his mouth, it almost made people scream. It was a long time to say one sentence
Before time could be finished, it turned out to be a stutter.
But none of the people present dared to laugh out loud, because there was only one stuttering who dared to show up here: Duanmu Chaofan, the head of the Duanmu family!
Jun Wuyi didn't expect him to finish speaking, and quickly met him, laughed and said, "Brother Fried Rice, you are here too. You are all your own family. Why bother to be polite? Thank you for your hard work, hurry up and go in and rest..."
Duanmu Chaofan looked a little embarrassed and said, "Brother I, I...I'm not unavailable for this gift...I'm reporting...I'm reporting...I'm reporting..."
"What else can I report?" Jun Wuyi quickly pulled him in: "When you finish reporting, it might be dark..."
The two have been familiar with each other for a long time, and they never avoid talking to each other. Just as Duanmu Chaofan kept arguing, someone was led in. After walking for a long time, he still heard his stuttering voice coming from afar:
"I report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report to report
Immediately afterwards, everyone gasped neatly, because in front of everyone, waves rolled in the crowd, forming a road. A magnificent mass of fat meat appeared in front of the crowd!
This fat man... can no longer be described as "fat man", but should be said: a ball of meat! a large ball of meat!
The big meat ball swayed out, and every step he took, everyone felt like they were riding on a boat. The trembling of the fat piece of meat was like the waves of the sea, boundless... It was really the waves of the Yangtze River pushing the waves of the previous ones, one wave of the waves of the Yangtze River
More than a wave of waves...
Even if Miao Xiaomiao's cherry mouth was opened to the maximum extent, it would not be closed for a long time. She has not seen a fat man before, but it is the first time she has seen such a fat man! How can a person be so fat?
It's really too exaggerated!
But she immediately discovered a strange phenomenon: wherever this fat man went, everyone would automatically and consciously give up a passage to let him go first, and his expression seemed quite respectful...
Many people even scrambled to speak, followed the fat man and quickly retreated, then looked satisfied and glorious...
"Who is this person?" Miao Xiaomiao really didn't expect that a fat man would have such great power! He could have such incredible influence! It's so strange that this fat man would laugh to the point of laughter when he looked at him.
What's the charm of a fat man who hurts and feels so disgusting that he can't eat for three days?
And the most outrageous thing is that it seems that this fat man... doesn't seem to have much strength. His mysterious cultivation seems to be at most at the level of Yin Xuan. Is this person actually a top master, and his cultivation has reached perfectly to conceal his own cultivation.
The profound realm of work, or it should be like this, otherwise it is difficult to explain how so many people will respect it?
"Miss Xiaomiao seemed to be surprised that this person's cultivation is so low, why can he still be respected by everyone? This person is the most wealthy man today! Tang Yuan, the owner of Tianxiang City Noble Hall, is also the evil monarch, Mo Xie's life
A best friend! It can be considered as one person who has attained enlightenment, and he can ascend to heaven!" Mo Wudao said slowly beside her.
"A rich man... the first friend of the evil monarch in his life..." Miao Xiaomiao's brain was almost inaccurate and completely unable to think. Just a rich man, he was a little bit of money, what's so great about it?
"Money can fight ghosts, but also helps the gods. In the world where strength is paramount, a person with ten thousand taels of gold may not be anything, and even one hundred thousand taels of gold is not anything, but if it is one million taels of gold...even
It has to be far beyond the reach of countless numbers... Then this person is the best-ranked person in the world! Even if he doesn't have any mysterious energy, he is also the best-ranked person in the world!"
Mo Wudao sighed and said, "What you do is a temptation, ten thousand taels of gold is a temptation, more... it is even more tempting. Some people can naturally abide by their integrity when facing dozens of taels of gold and silver, but if they face the real
What about the temptation of astronomical numbers? It is important to know... a penny can stump heroes... A lot of money is also a kind of ability, an excellent ability!"
Miao Xiaomiao nodded without understanding.
In front of me, the fat man, the world's largest rich man, walked to Jun Sanye panting, and heard him walking, his stomach slapped on the ground with a slap... Then Miao Xiaomiao retching: Because
She suddenly saw that the fat man suddenly had a flattering smile on his round face...
I have to say that this look on this fat man's face is really disgusting...
"Uncle San... It's been a long time since I saw you... Hehe, Uncle San hehe..." The fat man tried hard to flatter Jun unintentionally while wiping his sweat.
Jun Wuyi frowned deeply: "Oh fat man, what's wrong with you... Didn't Mo Xie lose weight for you before? It's only been a few days now, you... you actually..."
Mr. Jun San didn't know what to say. The fat man's current weight is definitely more than his previous record once again!
"Uh, Uncle San... This person has a broad mind... and he is fat, and he is very open-minded now..." Tang Yuan was breathing, his fat body trembled freely and irregularly
...
"You...ah, you're so outspoken..." Jun Sanye was speechless and waved his hand and asked him to drag the fat man away quickly. In front of him, the fat man directly pushed Jun Wuyi a seven-foot man with a hiding seven-foot man
The pressure is too great...
As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man suddenly raised his head, stomped his feet, and his body was full of fat and dancing. Then he shouted: "Tang Yuan, the shopkeeper of the noble hall of Tianxiang City, came to congratulate the evil monarch on his great joy in opening the mansion.
, offer congratulations... 10,000 taels of gold!"
As soon as this sentence came out, the entire venue was silent in an instant!
Ten thousand taels of gold!
This fat man gave nothing, no rare treasure, treasures of heaven and earth that were born for thousands of years... nothing was just a simple gift of money! Giving gold!
Ten thousand taels of gold!
This number seems to be no longer an astronomical number... This number is already a height that 99:9999% of people in this world can't even think about it!
Just using this gold to smash people can at least kill hundreds of thousands of people...
Miao Xiaomiao was shocked and was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
This fat man...is indeed rich, he is really too rich...