Chapter 776: Friendly enemy

Chapter 776, the enemy
"Dragon Gate!"
A faint sound sounds through the Shen Shentai, Wang Xian brings Guan Shuqing and Yan Jian to fly over.
"Dragon Gate!"
At this moment, the eyes of the great fairy gods who have come to the fairy platform look at the past.
Longmen and Dragon King, a very special force for all Xianmen.
It is not the birth of the world of Bading, nor the fairy door that has been passed down for a long time. It is a former overlord on the rivers and lakes.
However, this overlord who was initially ignored by them has the power of terror.
At least three of the gods, two of them may be the median cents, and the infants have reached fifty or sixty.
Only this top-level combat power can force most of the fairy door.
Dozens of eyes gazed, and Wang Xian’s eyes swept across everyone on the stage, with a smile on his face.
"Huang Tianxianmen, Ling Xiao, lucky!"
A middle-aged gaze swept over the three kings of Wang Xian, and finally fell on him, arching his face with a smile.
"Wang Xian, thank you!"
Wang Xian smiled and arched his hand. Ling Xiao, the father of Feng Lingtian, only made him somewhat puzzled. Feng Lingtian and Ling Xiao were not a surname. Naturally, he did not ask too much.
"Dragon King!"
The wood of the natural fairy door and the smile after the flower went to Wang Xian's side, laughing and greeting.
"Dragon King!"
Zhu Xianmen and Ming Wang Xianmen each came to the three gods, and smiled and walked over to say hello.
"Wood old, after the flower, you!"
Wang Xian nodded friendlyly. These cents are generally friendly to him.
Especially the natural fairy door and the Huangtianxian door.
"It's better to be famous than to meet. The Dragon King is the place of the of the gods in his twenties. If the day is full, it will be dazzling!"
An old man from the Xuanyuan people wearing yellow clothes slowly came over and looked at Wang Xian. His eyes were full of curiosity.
"Haha, Liao Zan, talk about this, thank you to the Xuanyuan people for their invitation to the Dragon Gate!"
Wang Xian laughed happily, looking at the old man, his heart was slightly lingering.
His strength should be the Xuanyuan people's elders and the strength of the superiors.
"Longmen has this strength and has this qualification!"
The old man smiled with a smile on his face.
"Oh, young heroes!"
Just then, there was a faint sarcasm.
Wang Xian picked up his eyebrows and looked around.
In the field, all the Xianmen are now basically arrived, and Tiansheng Xianmen, Huangtianxianmen, Zhuxianmen and Mingwangxianmen are basically friendly.
But there are also some people who are slightly cold in their eyes.
The six gods of the Holy Medicine Xianmen and the Holy Doctor Xianmen arrived, among which the old robes of the Qing dynasty were also among them.
In addition, an old man of the mixed yuan Xianmen is obviously full of killing.
As for the ice gods who radiate the meaning of the ice, the Lei people who have the horror of Rayman are not very friendly.
The fairy gods of Yongmen, Mengxian and Dahongxianmen are looking at him slightly and complicated.
The rest of the fairy door, holding a curious attitude.
In the field, there are several forces that are obviously in a hostile state.
The old man who spoke in the mouth of the holy medicine Xianmen, he narrowed his eyes and stared at him.
Wang Xian looked at the old man in Qingpao, his face showed a hint of cool color, his mouth slightly tilted: "Nature is not what you can compare!"
"Haha, good, have courage!"
When the old man of Qingpao heard the words of Wang Xian, his eyes smiled coldly, and the emerald green light flashed.

Nature has the courage!

On the other side, Guan Shuqing smiled and lifted Wang Xian’s arm, staring at the old man in the blue robes, and the flames flashed in his eyes.
The old man in the Qingpao turned his eyes to Guanshu, and his eyes twitched slightly.
"Dragon King, blocking me from the Yuanmen Gate of the Yuan Dynasty, killing the elders and disciples of the Yuanyuan, and we have written this hatred!"
At this time, the eyes of the elders in the fairy tale of the fairy head stare at Wang Xian.
"What about blocking your elders and disciples?" Closed the gate for four days, a joke in all the fairy doors!"
Before Wang Xian spoke, Ling Xiao’s eyes were on the elders of the fairy gods, and they directly targeted the Tao.
"Well, everyone, today is the day when the disciples of Xianmen are bigger than the day, and the grievances are temporarily put down!"
The old people of the Xuanyuan people saw the atmosphere of solidification around them, chuckled, and the momentum of the body slowly rushed.
Just now, with the momentum of the entire Shen Shentai, even if the strong man of the half-step fairy stood here, he would feel the breathing solidified.
The strength of the old man is extremely horrible, just a rush, all the momentum has vanished.
"The disciple is about to start, and you will hand over the rewards to us first, and the grievances will be handed over to the disciples. We as the gods, we are forbidden to shoot, Dragon King, the gods agreement you should know too!"
An old man from the Yuwen clan walked to the side of the Xuanyuan old man and echoed his words.
He didn't want to say the last sentence, but he looked at the dragon king and was opposite to several big fairy gates. According to previous information, he had to remind him.
"Nature knows!"
Wang Xian smiled faintly, his arm waved, and a 13-level spirit sword appeared in his hand: "First put a 13-level spirit here, and finally tailor it!"
"Dragon King's rewards are among the most precious in the 21st Xianmen!"
The old man of the Yuwen clan took over the sword and said with a smile.
Wang Xian smiled in disappointment and looked at Zhu Xianmen and Ming Wang Xianmen: "If the wind and the wind brothers want to build a thirteenth level, you can come to me!"
"Good Dragon King, we will reach it!"
Several fairy gods nodded, and looked at the side of Guan Shuqing, and the heart was slightly amazed.
In the introduction of the two brothers, the Wind Devil and the Windy, when they first entered the Ding Ding, there was no female god.
Now there is another female fairy of the centurion level next to the Dragon King.
This gantry is even stronger than expected. They can't help but rejoice that they didn't make it to the point of killing.
"In this case, let's go to the battlefield!"
The Xuanyuan old man held all the reward items in his hand, his eyes glanced around the circle, and said faintly.
"Let's go!"
A group of gods nodded, and the figure was moving, carrying the power of the gods, as if the gods descended, flew toward the battlefield.
"go!"
Wang Xian said to Guan Shuqing and Yan Jian, and the three men went to the air.
At this moment, the Xuanyuan people competed in the field, and the battlefield was round, with a total of twenty-two platforms.
Except for a platform that represents the distribution, the rest of the platforms are all disciples of Xianmen.
On the twenty-two platforms, the disciples have been filled with Xianmen disciples.
Every Xianmen is at least four or five hundred, and many are thousands.
In the center of the twenty-two platforms, there are huge downfalls, each of which is about a kilometer in size and is covered by a blue energy.
This platform seems to be only a few kilometers, but in fact it has a range of four or five kilometers, but it is only a kilometer range by the Yuwen clan.
(End of this chapter)