Chapter 188: The Seven Gates

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After listening to Lei Meng's words, Ning Qianshan sneered again and again: "Lei Meng, you are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue. You will be here today for a while. After three days, when all the sects have arrived, I will arrange a young disciple During the exchange duel, you baby disciple, don't dare to step on stage. "
Lei Meng laughed: "Ning Qianshan, okay, I will wait for the young disciples you arranged to exchange a showdown. When the old man gambles with you, I don't know if you dare to take it."
Ning Qianshan hummed: "Why don't you dare, Lei Meng, you'd better prepare more bets recently, don't lose any pants even then."
Lei Meng said: "This is exactly what the old man wants to tell you."
"Huh, see you in three days! Let's go!" Ning Qianshan did not continue to fight with Lei Meng, but snorted coldly.
"What's so busy?"
While Ning Qianshan and Lei Meng were fighting, suddenly the sky was stained with a blood-red, white dense fog, all turned into a bright and dripping blood color, as if the blood sea was hanging upside down, and it seemed to make people feel incomparable terror.
In the distance, a huge blood cloud seemed to be slow and fast. In a blink of an eye, it hung over the heads of the people, and then slowly landed. Finally, countless young disciples wearing scarlet costumes jumped from the blood cloud. It's as bad as the sea.
"Just listening to the two players' gambling, such a wonderful thing, how can I get my blood cloud building less, and my blood cloud building is also counted as one."
An old man wearing a blood-red robe slowly collected the large cloud of blood, and finally reduced it to the size of a fist, which was stuffed into the sleeve of his shirt. This slowly said.
"Yin Tianshu, are you?"
Ning Qianshan looked at the old man who was slowly approaching, and there was a slight smile in his mouth, saying: "You Xueyunlou also want to add a foot, this is no problem, but the minimum bet is 10,000 Chinese yuan Can you dare to accept a game of spar? "
Yin Tianshu sneered: "Ning Qianshan, why are you still so petty, there are 10,000 middle-grade crystals, a lot, I agree, three days later, let these little guys get close first and see you Qianmo In the end, what has Zong grown in these years? Is it still the bottom of the Seven Major Sects? "
In Yin Tianshu's words, it can be said to poke Ning Qianshan's heart nest straight, his face was pale and cold, said coldly: "You will know by then."
At this time, two more voices sounded, saying: "How can such a hilarious thing get me less of the Dragon Sect!"
"Right, there is also My Beast Mountain!"
Another two old men came down from the top of the mountain. One of the old men was sitting on a giant white tiger. The giant tiger's hair was soft and silvery white, without a single hair, and the pair of eyes were like glass , Exudes a majesty of the king.
The old man on the white tiger is also tall, with white hair, a square face, thick eyebrows, and a majestic look.
As for the other old man, it was gray hair, wearing a dragon robe, carrying a green cloud sword, and a pair of fairy style bones, but there was a hint of domineering in his eyes.
Of these two, one is Mo Shan, the deputy mountain master of Wanshou Mountain, and the other is Hong Shouquan, the deputy bishop of Shenlong Church. Among them, Shenlong Religion ranks second in the Seven Major Sects, and Wanshou Mountain ranks the fourth among the Seven Sects. .
So far, of the seven major sect gates, there have been five major sect gates gathered here, namely Shenlong Sect, Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, Blood Cloud Tower, Xuan Tianzong and Thousand Demon Sect.
"Hahahaha ..."
A long laugh sounded, resounding through the entire mountain, a purple shadow turned into a purple rainbow, and appeared in front of everyone instantly, but it was a middle-aged man in his forties, but his hair was black, his body was strong, and his mountains and rivers were hidden. The situation, the eyes blooming, the hands and feet all exude a strong breath.
"You, Ziyunchuan, the deputy palace of the Lower Ziyang Palace, this courtesy is courteous. This time, naturally, we must be able to get our Ziyang Palace."
"Our Bailian Pavilion is also unwilling to be behind people."
A strong man with a thick figure, short stature, and thick hands and joints, stepped on a black iron fan, and hurriedly came from the top of the mountain. Man is Pang Wanshi, deputy patriarch of Bailian Pavilion.
As for the Ziyang Palace, it is located at the head of the Seven Great Gates.
Of course, although the seven major divisions have different levels, their real strengths are not far from each other, and they are not that extremely disparate.
Otherwise, it is simply impossible for the seven cases to be juxtaposed, and the weak ancestors have long been eaten away by other ancestors.
Ning Qianshan said: "Well, since everyone is here, it is better to discuss a charter and see if each young disciple is stronger or weaker?"
Others, such as Hu Shengkui, Yin Tianshu, Mo Shan, Hong Shouquan, Zi Yunchuan, and Pang Wanshi, all nodded and agreed, saying, "Okay, then I will agree on a charter after three days. Let the juniors decide in a row." "
Having finished speaking, the high-level of the seven major gates walked into a palace together to discuss the regulations of the three-day meeting.
"Chen Lei, let you feel comfortable for two days. Waiting for the third day, I will unscrew your head by hand."
Ning Shaoyu threatened Chen Lei fiercely, and then, without looking back, he entered the palace to which Qian Mozong belonged.
"Huh, then I don't know who's head was screwed off."
Chen Lei didn't take the threat of Ning Shaoyu seriously, followed Nie Qianran and others, and went to Yingdu together, planning to visit this ancient city of ten thousand years.
On the way, Chen Lei met many young people who were wearing disciples' costumes from various denominations such as Ziyang Palace, Bailian Pavilion, Wanshou Mountain, and Xueyunlou. Obviously, they were all the disciples who came to join the Enlightenment.
These people have the same purpose as Chen Lei and others, they all want to visit this ancient capital of thousands of years.
These young disciples, when they met Chen Lei and others, showed their vigilance. After all, they will definitely be competitors, even opponents and enemies of life and death after they enter the secret realm of enlightenment in the future.
However, although everyone was vigilant against each other, they were very restrained and did not start.
After all, this is the capital of King Chu, and the surrounding gold armor soldiers are still very deterrent.
Moreover, the elders and suzerains of all parties are negotiating the statute rules for the duel three days later. It is not necessary now, and no one is willing to provoke wrongdoing.
Chen Lei and others soon came to the foot of this huge peak. As soon as they came to the foot of the mountain, they found that there was a huge square city, where people were coming and going, and there was a steady stream.
"Well, how can there be such a big market here?"
Chen Lei was a little strange, and asked when he caught a person.
This person saw Chen Lei's dress and showed a respectful expression on his face, saying: "Little brother, you are a disciple of Xuan Tianzong, this square city is naturally opened for your few big doors, everyone knows Recently, it was the day when your seven great sects met, and everyone wanted to make a big profit from you big sect disciples, and such a market would be opened every ten years. "
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