War God Asura

However, just when everyone was surprised, who still had the ability to take it in the air.

A ruined figure suddenly appeared in front of Xing Jue, with a big hand, before Jiang Tian and the others, shook the invitation order in his hands.

"Mr. Pumpkin?!"

When everyone saw the old man's appearance, they couldn't help being shocked.

Because of the ruined clothes, that high-level disciple's medal, that unique feature, is the famous Mr. Winter Melon.

"Isn't it? Old gentleman, are you also here to join in the fun?"

At this moment, Mr. Winter Melon was standing in front of Xing Jue and others. Bai Lu didn't know that he was a senior disciple, and thought he was just a bad old man.

And thinking of ruining the old man like this and wanting to grab beautiful women with so many young talents, Bai Lu is full of contempt.

"Hey, little girl, you don't understand that, who doesn't love beauty? The old man is single and wants to marry a beautiful wife."

Mr. Winter Melon smiled, showing no shame, and then unceremoniously got into Xing Jue's side, and said to Xing Jue:

"Senior Brother Xing Jue, why didn't I see you make a move? Are you not interested in this great beauty?"

"I'm telling you, I have met Li Xiaohan. She is definitely a rare beauty. She must be more beautiful than Li Yuran. You better not miss it!"

This Mr. Winter Melon not only intervened by himself, but also tried to interfere with Xingjue.

As for Mr. Winter Melon's words, Xing Jue only smiled slightly. He felt that this man didn't seem to be here to seize the beauty, but more like to make trouble.

After Mr. Pumpkin's appearance, Li Yuran successively threw out 17 invitation orders.

Without the suppression of the absolute strong, the competition for these seventeen invitation orders was extremely fierce, mainly among high-level disciples.

They each resorted to powerful means, even bursting out of bleeding power, using the venerable weapon, and even burning their souls, it was really a desperate struggle.

I have to say that the battle between Asura's battle souls was very gorgeous, and their struggle also brought a visual feast to everyone.

When the seventeenth invitation order was taken away, the sky had been shrouded in darkness, the crescent moon appeared, and the stars were shining.

Under the shining of the moonlight, the white jade pavilion looked brighter, and the surrounding sea of ​​demon lotus flowers was more attractive.

"Beauty Li, how come there are only nineteen invitation orders? One more?"

"Yeah, throw that one out!"

The senior disciples who could not compete for the invitation order began to rush to shout, because the last invitation order was their last hope.

"Everyone, I'm really sorry, there are indeed twenty invitation orders."

"But for one of them, I have been entrusted by my sister Xiaohan to give it to Junior Brother Xing Jue."

"So, the twentieth invitation in your mouth is now in the hands of Junior Brother Xing Jue."

But at this moment, Li Yuran had a charming smile on his face, and cast his distinctive gaze to the direction of Xing Jue.