A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The three men slowly walked into the middle of the hall and stopped shoulder to shoulder.

Standing in the middle, the appearance is a bit of a black robe big man, cold opening:

“I guess I don't have to tell you who I am. Even if some of them don't know the three of us, it's time to do so. This party is hosted by the three of us. Anyone have a problem with that? ”

The voice of the big man in the black robe was abnormally cold. As soon as this word exited, the huge atmosphere suddenly emerged from the body. Then the great spiritual pressure fell on the entire hall. After the monks sensed the unpredictable spiritual fluctuations, their faces changed slightly.

But Han Li was surprised by the power of this man, but he was surprised for a while.

Look at this shady, cold demon. It must be the old devil of the monastery. But this old demon looks very different than he thought. He said that he was a great elder of the Zong Dynasty, but the kung fu looks more like the demonic kung fu of the Ghost Gate!

Han Li did not know that all the elders of Hehuanzong were known as Hehuanzhang Old Demons. Although the Kung Fu technique practiced by the Black Robe Dahan is actually a kind of magic kung fu that has little to do with the Joy Sect, it still has to be titled the Joy Old Demon.

At this time, after others felt the horror of the big man, although a little uncomfortable in their hearts, they would not be stupid enough to jump out to challenge the authority of the three great brothers.

The silence of the entire hall for a while was also the acquiescence of the words just said by Happy Old Devil.

“Okay. Now that I have no comment, I'm not going to say any more crap, and I don't actually have time for crap. Just this morning, the Mulan sent messengers and challenging letters. Said that if they did not agree to their terms, they would be executed seven days later on the border.” The big man in the black said with no expression.

“Challenge letter? ”

“Seven days later? ”

“On what terms? ”

The monks rioted for a while.

“Brother Yi was right, this is the other party's war book. Your friends will take a look at it first, and then we will discuss the countermeasures. Though the war was earlier than we had anticipated, are you really afraid of the Mulan in the divinity of all present?” The Taoist with the sword smiled softly and said with all due respect.

Although his voice is not loud, when he enters the ears of all of us, it is like a breeze, which makes people feel calm and calm.

Other monks were shocked and the disturbance calmed down immediately, but someone whispered.

“The tranquil technique of being too genuine is a bit of a doorway. ”

Hearing this seemingly uncomfortable speech, the middle-aged Taoist, as if he hadn't heard it, drew a quick red lust from his robe and threw it at an old man in a grey robe across the street, laughing:

“Even if it's a Mulan challenge, Daoist take a look first. ”

After the old man, he silently held Jade Jane in his hand. He swept through the contents with his god. His face faded and he threw Jade Jane directly to the person beside him.

The man took Yu Jane and looked at her with curiosity. Her face was equally difficult to see.

As the brothers circulated the challenge, Han Li looked at the Taoist and the old man in green.

The Taoist was about forty years old, his skin was bright and white, and he was very elegant. It should be the righteous alliance of the Taijin Gate to the Yangtze.

As for the old man with the green shirt, from the outside, it was too ordinary, and there was nothing special about the clothes or the appearance. The only thing that cautioned Han Li was that the old man had long nails on his ten fingers. And this nail looks sharp and unusual, and it's all purple and black, and it's glowing faintly, and it's kind of eye-catching.

This man is naturally Wei, the elder of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance.

Wei Weiwei seemed to feel Han Li's eyes. He glanced at Han Li with a slight glance. After a pair of eyes, he revealed a slight unexpected color on his face and smiled at Han Li.

Han Li smiled with some embarrassment, but he couldn't help but think. If this person knows about himself and Nangong Wan, I don't know if I can laugh at him.

Just as Han Li thought, the dragonfly on one side had finished reading the jade Jane in his hand and threw her ugly face at Han Li.

Han Li was a little curious to see all the people in front of him.

Immediately immersed his mind in Jane and looked.

Half an hour later, Han Li frowned firmly and pulled out the god, silently handing Jade Jane over to another monk.

Soon after, the whole Jade Jane circulated it all over again, and everyone didn't look very well. After one or two people had watched it, they could not even bear to snort.

“After reading the war papers, the Daoists wondered what their opinions were.” The man in the sun at the gate asked with a faint smile.

“What a big breath. Let's give them half of Tianan. They don't think they're gonna win us?” A man with a shady face said coldly.

“Nice. What do you mean, just give up a little bit of land and you can turn it into a jade? They think we don't know that the Mulan are just bereaved dogs now. I'm afraid we don't have to fight them, we just drag them down a little bit, and we can kill them slowly.” Another fat-headed old man said in a deceitful manner.

“Ludo, what do you mean by that? Whether you fantasy sects are in the depths of Heaven and South, so leave our sects to die. Of course you don't care if you fight a long war. But what about our ancestral roots?” A black man sitting next to an old man who was fat and fat said poorly.

“Didn't I do it for everyone's sake? Zongmen can be rebuilt without them, but when people die, they cannot be rebuilt.” The fat old man, fearless of the black man, obliquely glanced at him and said lightly.

“Huh! Easy for you to say. If our countries are abandoned, why should we, the monks, block the magician army for you? If we move the whole sect to your kingdom of heaven, we will not die alone.” Another cold-blooded remark.

“You…”

“Enough, whether or not to fight a protracted war has already been settled. There is no need to discuss it at all. Now all we have to do is deal with the Magistrates of the Mullans, not let your inner bars.” The man in the black robe heard this place and suddenly the exit covered a few sentences.

At first sight, these three people were the old Happy Demon who opened his mouth. Though disgusted, he also shut up.

After all, in the immortal world, he speaks with strength.

“In fact, the argument between the three Daoists was unnecessary, and we had already deduced it. It is simply impossible to fight a protracted war with the momentum of the Fask army this time. Without concentrating most of Tianan's power, there is no way to stop the other party from attacking. I fear that a single country will collapse as soon as it is contacted. By then, power will be consumed, and 89 out of 10 will be ourselves. So this war must be fought, and the Mulan must be crippled. There is no such thing as a lucky heart.” And the man in the sun's face grew again.

After listening to this, the rest of the monks whispered and calmed down again.

“But what the hell is wrong with the Mulan? Go ahead and fight, why gamble first? And dare to bet so heavily. So many precious materials, the vast majority of the family will never be able to come forward. Didn't you say Mulan Meadows was poorly resourced?” The eastern gate map of the Sovereign Sect suddenly asked with a glimpse.

“I do know that the Mulan meadows are poorly resourced, but relatively. It is true that the number of spiritual stone mines and some commonly used raw materials originated from relatively large numbers of magistrates is small. But there are many rare materials, even a few richer than ours in Tianan. It's not unusual to come up with so much material.” Another person seems to know a lot about the Mulan, explains.

“So that's it. But how confident are they that they will win the game? Except for Yuan Baby Late Master, everyone else can attend. Ten games, or life and death. Do they think we monks can't pinch each other?” Eastgate slowly said, his face showing contemplation.

Which one of you is not an old-fashioned conspirator, naturally knowing that the Mulan put forward this gambling war, there must be some ghost fame or some trick. I couldn't help but think about the inappropriateness.

Han Li was also somewhat confused.

The Challenge Book I just read is very clear. This gambling war took place in front of both sides and it was impossible to use any means of reckoning. And the brothers in battle are playing directly with the precious materials they have gambled. The winner can simply remove the other person's storage bag.

The only strange thing is that it is clear from the challenge that these 10 gambling wars must be held simultaneously and that monks cannot escape even if they lose. We can only die on the spot. To that end, gambling is taking place in a closed space barrier. This barrier, on the other hand, is arranged by personnel from both sides, who are also assigned to oversee the operation of the legal front during the gambling war. In case they do anything.

“However, no matter what the Mulan plot, it also seems to be a good opportunity for us. It would certainly be of great help to us if we could destroy a few more high-ranking magicians before the big army engages. ”

“Hmm, I'm afraid the Mulan are fighting for the same idea as you. ”

One person hesitated to say it, and the other immediately laughed back.

“There's nothing to think about. The Mulan wanted to gamble, so we gambled. That is not necessary at all. Seven days later, we are still on our own schedule, and there is no need to accept gambling at all. That way, the other party has a trick, and it's solved.” This is actually Ni Hangsai's old man, he said with disdain.

“Unfortunately, Daoist makes sense, but we must participate in this gambling battle, and we must win.” To the sun people sighed, some helplessly said.

“What? What does that mean? We can't let the Mulan take us by the nose!” The old man frowned and said somewhat dissatisfied.

Several of the remaining old monsters nodded in agreement with the statement.

(Oh, so soon it's over. It's a little unexpected. Unfortunately, this state of affairs is merely a manifestation. It has only happened five or six times since the code word, and must occur without any impediment to the plot concept. Kind of undesirable. Besides, don't forget to support the monthly ticket! The monthly ticket list is now windy and cloudy!