There are thousands of people in the family, and the person in charge is one person.

The emperor spoke, Long Xingjian nodded, and moved his body to the stage.

He had a good relationship with Qiu Baisui, and his old friend should have helped him in trouble. Since the emperor had agreed, Long Xingjian had no worries.

"This is the old poison you mentioned. If you lose, the Bai Poison Sect will be one of the sects under my Long family."

"That's natural, but it's not easy for you to win me. Let's talk about what prize you'll give if I win."

"As for the lottery, I just use a jar of old wine I treasured many years ago."

"The altar that has been buried for more than 180 years?"

"how."

"No problem! I have wanted to steal your jar of old wine for a long time, but I still have no chance. Hehe, today I have to work hard."

"Just let the horse come over! Hahaha!"

"Come on! It's still the same rule, a 20-person game!"

The two powerful Nascent Soul men were very excited on the ring, as if no one was around, and it was not a fight between martial arts, but a fight between literary things.

Qiu Baisui was ready, and waved his hands and made two dull sounds, two huge shells ten feet tall standing on both sides of the ring.

These two shells are not dead, but alive, wet and water marks on the shell, emitting the aura of demons.

"Demon Spirit Giant Clam!" Brother Qiao San recognized the huge shellfish at a glance and exclaimed: "What are they going to compare with Cuhuoju?"

It is indeed better than Cuhuoju.

Qiu Baisui brought two demon spirit giant clams in the Dongzhou ring, with the purpose of competing with the second master of the Long family.

"Ten people on the side have signed up on the spot. The cultivation level is not limited. Just stand still when you come up. We will use our spiritual power to control you Cuju. As long as you are bold, don't be timid!"

Qiu Baisui stood on the stage and shouted loudly, "It's not in vain. Anyone who stands on my side, no matter the winner or loser, will each have a thousand spirit stones!"

When he heard the reward of a thousand spirit stones, someone from the low-level monk immediately asked: "Senior Qiu! Will it be dangerous for us to be your chess pieces!"

"Quhuoju is not a life-threatening fight. This is a literary fight. There is no danger. If you are coming, hurry up and go on stage. It will be out of date." Qiu Baisui curled his lips. Before he finished speaking, dozens of people immediately rushed to the stage.

The opportunity is rare to pick up for free, but it is a thousand spirit stones. Even if you can’t believe in the old man of Bai Poison, there are the second master of the Long family. The powerful Yuanying master of the Long family is not so cruel that he uses the lives of these low-level cultivators to gamble.

"There are too many people, stay the top twenty, others hurry up and we'll start the competition now!"

Qiu Baisui defeated the extra monk from the ring and jumped up, landing on a giant clam, and the Dragon Star Sword also jumped on another giant clam.

A fireball appeared out of thin air and landed at the center of the ring.

The two Nascent Souls each divided ten spiritual powers and entangled them on the team members on both sides.

Twenty monks on the field all jumped up and began to compete. The firefly flew up and down, and was kicked to the point of being kicked.

Because it is the spiritual power control of the Nascent Soul Power, the figures of these twenty low-level monks have become extremely agile, and they can often make some incredible movements, and the skill under their feet is superb.

A wonderful Cuhuoju attracted the attention of everyone around, but the powerful Nascent Soul present was plotting against each other.

The battle between Qiu Baisui and Longxing Sword is indeed fascinating and unique.

But these two have their own purposes.

One is seeking protection and the other is expanding its power. Don’t look at the wonderful Cuhuoju, the ending is no longer suspense, and it must be the victory of Dragon Star Sword.

Only when the Dragon Star Sword wins can Qiu Baisui take it for granted to include the Bai Poison Sect in the Long Family and thus hold a big tree.

It is not embarrassing to find a big tree and sell the sect. The old man Bai Du is indeed very scheming and smart enough to plot. Xi Sheng has no choice but to Zhang Baiqianhai, unless he challenges the Long family.

A hot match is just a hot game, and the real battle will come soon.

Many Nascent Soul masters are secretly planning to prepare to win the leader.

The reward from Yan's son-in-law is enough to make the master of Nascent Soul jealous.

On the side of the Western Temple, Zhang Baihai pinched his big hand, glanced at Qiu Baisui on the field, and looked at the direction of Lingyu Tower.

"There is no less than the Hundred Poison Sect and multiple Spirit Feather Towers. Let's prepare everyone. The leader of Dongzhou is bound to be my temple..."

The voice of the Western Saint was in an unquestionable tone, and the powerful Nascent Soul behind him all said it was.

Zhang Baihai won't end in person.

The identity of Xisheng is not enough to fight for a son-in-law of the Yan family.

But this opportunity must be held in the hands of the Western Temple!

This is the domineering thing of the Western Saint.

Xi Sheng was secretly planning that the Long family was not idle, and Long Wuye ordered the Long family to prepare to take the stage.

The qualification of the Yan family's son-in-law is not a small matter to the Long family. Even if they are not in their hands, they must not be taken away by others, especially the Western Temple. If Zhang Baihai mastered the Lingyu Tower, he would have the strength to challenge the Long family.

"Do you Qianyun Sect fight or not? If you don't fight, our Thunder Cloud Palace will fight!"

Jiang Dachuan shouted on the deck, and Wen Yushan didn't know whether to stop him or not.

As the Cuhuoju on the ring became more and more exciting, all forces began to get ready to fight, and Changsheng, the former "party" seemed to have been forgotten.

"After a while, there will be another genius on stage. Why don't you kill him?"

I became much more energetic, but I still sat on the edge of the cliff, grabbed a bag of snacks and ate wildly. While eating, I used my shoulders to hit my eyes and winked.

"Kill the Yuanying..." Chang Sheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "I don't even have the cultivation level, so what can I use to kill it."

"Who said you have no cultivation! I can feel the aura of the peak of the golden elixir on your body? The boy of the Long family broke the realm on the spot, and you can also show them. My brother is not an ordinary person!" Gou Zhiwen said with a strong aura, but he just chewed his mouth, like a hungry ghost.

"Break the realm?" Chang Sheng's eyebrows moved slightly.

"Yes! Break the realm! You will definitely do it!" Gou Jun was full of confidence, and I don't know where he got his faith.

In fact, Chang Sheng didn’t think about breaking the situation at the end of the battle, but there was no hope at all.

The golden fetus has become a pile of fragments. Once it disperses, it will be a period of death. Maintaining the state of a mortal is already a fortune teller. How can he break the Nascent Soul?

If there is really a glimmer of hope, it can only be attributed to the rootless fruit in the flower bed.

Unfortunately, the rootless fruit that I have only raised for less than a year is just a small green fruit, and I don’t know how many years it has to be before it matures.

The rootless fruit, a treasure like a world that cannot be ripened in a few years. It is raising it, but it is not useful to eat immature fruits.

I felt helpless.

I often feel stuffy.

This feeling of powerlessness is crazy.

Just like something you cherish, you are about to watch it be snatched away by others.

On the ring, as the Giant Clam under Qiu Baisui's feet was blown away, the wonderful Cuhuoju ended, the Dragon Star Sword won, and the Bai Poison Old Man was defeated.

Qiu Baisui was very happy and announced with great enthusiasm that Bai Du Sect had been incorporated into the Long Family, and shared the same spirit with the Long Family, and shared honor and disgrace.

None of the twenty low-level monks who participated in Cuhuoju were injured and completed the competition without any danger. Each of them received a reward of one thousand spirit stones and happily stepped down.

Long Xingjian and Qiu Baisui stepped down while talking and laughing, and the arena was empty again.

A tense atmosphere began to spread all over the world.

Some low-level monks can even hear their heartbeats.

The real battle of Nascent Soul is about to begin.
Chapter completed!