Chapter 1115: Bloodlight disaster?

"Picturesque, don't worry! Others don't understand Awakening, don't we still know him? Since he dares to take the initiative to make an appointment, he is naturally confident that he will win this battle!"
Dong Ruhua patted his sister on the shoulder and said firmly.
Su Ke, Dong Ruhua, Su Miaoyin, and Jiehuayu all nod their heads.
They are the people who know awakening best.
All the way from Xiliangzhou, I have experienced all kinds of dangers, but in the end they have survived. Since I have actively invited the war this time, I am definitely confident.
"Ha ha!"
With a thick ironic laughter, from not far away, Lin Boyi took a step forward and said with disdain: "You guys, do you know what blind self-confidence is?"
Previously in the Musen Secret Realm, Lin Gamei originally stood by the exit and waited for the rabbits, and finally the Zixiao Shengzi let him leave the Musen Secret Realm. Otherwise, he would wait and wait for the rabbits, and the tiger would eventually be the tiger, and he would eat him with no dregs left. .
Lin Boyi couldn't help but be thankful that he escaped.
Because of this, he was anxious to wake up and die sooner.
"Blind self-confidence is not terrible. What is terrible is a group of people who follow blind self-confidence. What is this called? A group of frogs at the bottom of the well discuss that the sky is only as big as the mouth of a bowl?" Ye Houlai looked sarcastically.
"Hahaha..."
"Senior Brother Ye’s metaphor is appropriate! But I can’t blame others! After all, they are a group of indigenous people from Xiliang Prefecture. Even if they are lucky enough to become disciples of the Holy King and have a great figure as a backer, their vision is ultimately limited. The poor sourness cannot be erased in a lifetime."
"It's not your own fault to have a bad birth, but it's not right for you to show off your small eyes and show off. How talented is the Son of God? How can it be compared with the trivial natives?"
"That's right! If you want me to say that Master Shengzi agreed to fight with him, it was all upholding him. He died in the hands of Master Shengzi. His ancestors were lying on the ground eight times, and he should laugh out loud."
Seriously.
In the base camp of the Zixiao Palace, the most indispensable thing for the Son of Zixiao is support.
Almost half of the people in the square were all disciples of the inner palace of Zixiao Palace, and they naturally supported the son of Zixiao.
During this period of time, the background investigation of the awakened Saint Zi Xiao had already turned upside down, and his relationship with Dong Fengxue, Su Ke and others were all exposed to the world.
For these disciples of the Southern Territory powers, in their bones, they looked down upon the Wake and others from Xiliang Prefecture. At this moment, they are naturally ruthless sarcasm and ridicule.
Dong Fengxue, Su Ke, Dong Ruhua, Jie Huayu, and Su Miaoyin were very angry.
But with five mouths, how can they compare to hundreds of mouths?
"Humph!" A heavy cold snort resounded over the square. Xie Longfei scanned the surroundings coldly, and said coldly: "The hero is not born, if you are really good, don't just know that you are playing here, wait a minute Su woke up, went up to fight him, defeated him, stomped him on the bottom of his feet,
Wouldn't it be more powerful to ridicule others? "
A word left a group of inner palace disciples of Zixiao Palace speechless.
Their strengths are pretty good, especially Ye Houlai, Lin Boyi and others. Recently, their strengths have improved rapidly, and they are qualified to enter the "Supreme Kings List".
However, this level of strength is obviously impossible to be a awakened opponent.
As for Xie Longfei, everyone did not dare to complain.
The latter's original strength was extremely strong, and it is said that recently it has made breakthroughs in cultivation and its strength has greatly increased, and it has already qualified to enter the top ten of the "Supreme Kings List".
"No matter how humble you are, it will not affect a person's path to the strong, and the result of this battle is not a matter of just a few words." Zhou Ziheng said.
During this period of time, Zhou Ziheng's reputation gradually gained. A few days ago, he even defeated an elder master who ranked 800th on the "Supreme Kings List", which caused quite a stir.
Because of this, everyone knows a lot about Zhou Ziheng. He was not born well. Although he came from the Zhou family of the fallen saint, his father was only in the Zhou family and his mother was born as a maid.
Zhou Ziheng's illegitimate son.
Therefore, his phrase "No matter how humble is born" is actually talking about himself.
Being humble is not terrible. Zhou Ziheng relied on his own hard work to reach today step by step.
Today, he is even more uncharacteristic, instead of seizing every minute of his time to practice, instead he chooses to wait patiently to watch the battle, and even speaks to defend his awakening, which surprised many people.
"Amitabha!"
The little monk Xuankong folded his hands together and looked at a group of inner palace disciples of the Zixiao Palace with a smile, and said: "All the benefactors, the little monk just made a calculation and found that you are in the Zixiao Palace. I am afraid of blood and light today!"
"Little monk, what are you talking about?"
A group of Zixiao Palace disciples were furious.
Xie Longfei and the others did not dare to offend, and Zhou Ziheng did not dare to provoke them, but a little monk, who is actually talking nonsense here, is really a bully to be the Zixiao Palace?
"Boom!"
The monkey stepped out and stood beside the little monk. His tall body was like a mountain, and a strong breath of power escaped, causing a group of Zixiao Palace disciples to retreat one after another, their faces pale.
"This monkey..."
"So strong cultivation base breath."
Even Xie Longfei and Zhou Ziheng had their expressions frozen, and felt a lot of oppression from the monkey.
"This monk, only I can bully, you...can't!" said the monkey with a loud voice.
"The monkey is really naughty!" The little monk Xuankong immediately shot back.
"..."
The swords were still drawn just now, but at this moment everyone became dumbfounded.
The combination of this monkey and monk is too weird.
...
"call out!"
In the sky, ten thousand rays of light condensed, like a big day suddenly appeared in the sky, and then, a figure slowly emerged.
Up and down the mountain, countless people involuntarily raised their heads and looked at the tall figure.
He was wearing a purple brocade with gold, his body was slender, his black hair was like ink, his facial features were handsome, and he was hung with a delicate and precious jade pendant around his waist. He was handsome and noble.
It is Li Jingyi.
This way of playing can not help attracting countless cheers.
As the son of the Zixiao Palace, Li Jingyi is an idol in the minds of many people, including the disciples of the Zixiao Palace, as well as countless outstanding and beautiful people from the Southern Region.
"Master Saint Son will win!"
"Master Saint Son is mighty!"
Up and down the mountains, cheers shook the sky like waves.
"Everyone!"
Li Jingyi stood in the air, with the blue sky and white clouds above his head, and the vast sea of ​​woods under his feet. This situation and situation set him off like a young god.
With a smile on his face, he was obviously relaxed and calm, and said slowly: "Today, I will take a crucial step on the path of spiritual practice and be promoted to semi-holy. Please be your witness!"
"Ho Ho Ho Ho..." countless people screamed frantically, and Li Jing just a few words made countless admirers surging and enthusiastic.