Chapter 7178: This is life

When Jie Ling’s attention was paid to the body of the inorganic, he was silent for a moment.
Ye Qian said with awkward taste: "What's wrong, my Tianfang patriarch, this is an important figure in the Imperial Gate that destroyed your sect!"
"Oh! I certainly guessed it. When I was in the position, the Imperial Gate was just a third-rate martial art. I struggled in a corner of Nanzhou. Under the door, I couldn’t even pick up the seven or eight practitioners. Although the words of Jieling’s words are extremely sarcasm, the tone is unremarkable.
But the things that rise and fall in these dynasties are natural, and we can’t force them. But you pay attention to his right hand fingers, now He is driving a deductive technique"
"Da Yan's surgery?"
"Oh? Do you know this kid?" Xie Lingying has a high look. "Da Yan's technique is not particularly high in the deduction of the method. The result is not necessarily accurate, but it also avoids a bigger one. The sky is counter-attacking, so it is quite popular with the practitioners of the realm."
"But the royal nose of this royal gate seems to have only learned a little fur. If you can find the elders who teach him the skills of learning, and help the old man to calculate the position of the boy who is suitable for the root bone, the old man can win the success soon. It!"
Ye Qian turned over and turned his eyes. What is the position of the Emperor's Imperial Gate in Nanzhou? If you can't do it later, you still have to catch up with these guys. How can you easily find the other elders to come forward?
Besides, the identity of the inorganic child is noble. His elders are not the gatekeepers of the emperor gates. They are the more advanced seniors. At least they are also practitioners who ask the realm of the realm. Can he please move?
The next step was to explain the fur of the deduction method, and Ye Qian also listened to the background sound, and he figured out the purple curse of the tenth day.
The time for the three or four pillars has passed, and some practitioners are somewhat impatient.
Because there is nothing left in the last area than the test results.
In the last area, both of them are human cultivators, one is a savvy mid-eighth practitioner who is good at using earth-selling spells, and the other is a sneak peek at the early eight-year cultivator using a jade flute.
Although the former is superior in the realm, and is also a lot older, the spiritual power is more powerful, but he has no tools on his hand, and his opponent, although not as good as him, but the jade flute The sound waves released are more than enough in defense.
When you come to me, the spiritual power is almost lost, and the difference in the use of blood is used.
The inorganic son glanced at Zhou Yu, who looked indifferent.
His long sleeves waved, and the pagoda in his hand immediately slid into the air.
"Floating the Golden Pagoda, listen to me, ask the situation, give it to me!"
After talking about the inorganic one, his own eyebrows, the mental power of the big stock suddenly poured into the mixed gold tower.
After the entire Jinta rotated nine times, Huaguang won.
Inorganic swaying and pushing, from the bottom of the door, flying out of the golden light of the light group, this light group will be long in the wind, compared with the landing, it has grown into the appearance of eight high-powered gods.
These gods will look extraordinary, aiming at the cultivator who is urging the spirit to fight the earth spells, raising his hand is a foot.
These gods will be one person and one foot, no less than a glimpse of the attack of the nine-study cultivator. Rao is the cultivator's heyday, fearing that it is difficult to stand up, immediately screaming, even the defensive spells are not released, they are one The foot is dead.
Seeing that his opponent was killed by the moment, the younger practitioner made a choice when he made a choice. He threw the jade flute into the air and then slammed it.
"boom!"
This jade flute is not a product, the impact of the explosion, actually destroyed a half of God's body.
The young practitioners are also carrying an extraordinary method of ignorance, a leap, and a cloud of smoke under their feet, it is already more than ten miles away.
Seeing that he was going to escape the birth of the sky, the cold did not prevent a black shadow over his head, and he couldn’t catch it, and he was bitten by a eagle.
It turned out that Zhou Yu is now the real body. These five snow eagle are the blood vessels left by the nine golden heads of the ancient ruins and a different kind of snow eagle. Although the blood is complicated, it is not the kind of orthodox flood, and these years The situation was repeatedly counted by the enemy, and it was repeated, so it was stopped at the peak of the nine times.
However, his strength is still extraordinary. This one is truly displayed. Most of the practitioners who are shocked to be present have awe in their hearts.
Zhou Yu bit the dead squatter and smashed his two bodies on a cliff. Then he shook his head and re-created himself, standing side by side with the inorganics.
This week, Yu’s head was inserted into a pine scorpion, wearing a robe of ink, and there was a fan of paper without a word in his hand. No one could associate his temperament with the five-headed snow eagle that had just killed.
The inorganic son looked at Zhou Yu and then recovered the mixed gold tower.
He coughed and then announced with aloud: "You, tell everyone a very unfortunate news, I and Zhou Yu's predecessors, have no patience, so this is not the final two areas in the winners and losers Friends, I can't help it!"
"There are a total of forty people who have just participated in the fight. In addition to the two who violated the rules, there are 19 people who have survived successfully. Together with the two of me and Zhou Yu, there are a total of 21 people. Twenty-one, it is an odd number, so the next round of catching the right fight, there should be someone in the air!"
"I have just made twenty-one signatures, and there are numbers on the sign. People who have drawn the same number must fight in front of everyone. If there is someone who flees or deliberately delays the time, not only me and Zhou. Yu predecessors shot, everyone can stand up and smash it!"
Inorganic children speak clearly and speak clearly, and the voice just falls. Immediately, the face with agile mind changes.
Listening to the tone of this words, his insults and Zhou Yu both have to fight.
Among the practitioners who can be present, no one can surpass them in the realm of light, let alone the means of the two.
If you have drawn these two people, you will not die!
The inorganic mouth is full of laughter. He seems to have foreseen that everyone will think like this, so he goes on to say: "I think everyone is very worried. I and Zhou Yu’s predecessors will participate in the fight. It will let the two of you end the battle early."
"So, I discussed with Zhou Yu’s predecessors and decided to play only one person. These twenty-one signs were changed to nineteen. If you took the last special sign, you can get from me. Pick one to be your opponent."
what? Doesn't this deliberately take the quota of the wheel to the hands of both of them?
The practitioners who saw the bottom quarreled, and the inorganic and Zhou Yu glanced. The latter coughed and finally made a sound.
"This is good. If you don't accept it, my Zhou Yu will kill one of you, so the number is enough!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was silent.
This is not a joke. For Zhou Yu, killing people is like eating and drinking.
Moreover, this is in the trial space, even if you kill you, your ancestral relatives, dare to use this excuse to seek revenge?
The sword has no eyes, dare to enter the token battle to participate in the battle of the dragon, do not end the private enmity!
What's more, Zhou Yu is a big man who has stepped into the realm of asking for a situation. It is enough to open a person standing alone. Do you dare to seek revenge?
Inorganic children acted as a red face at this time. He smiled and said: "In this case, everyone agrees with this grouping method. If it is not too late, let's get started!"
After saying that he waved his sleeves, a large bundle of bamboo sticks was wrapped in golden light, floated into the air, and then dropped 19 threads.
"Please pull the thread, please advise, don't try to use your means to spy on the bamboo stick, otherwise it will be directly killed by Zhou Yu's predecessors!"
After that, a horrific pressure shrouded the lottery.
Everyone looked at each other. At this time, one of the nineteen threads was almost a dead end.
The probability of one-ninth is not too much, it is not too small, it is spread over your head, it is more, there is no pumping, it is less.
"Go to his mother, the dead bird is in the sky, not dead for thousands of years, I will smoke!"
A black-faced big man moved his neck and stepped forward. He extended and reached for a hook. He was caught in the hand by a silk thread.
The black-faced man reached out and grabbed his bamboo stick and suddenly fell into his hands.
As soon as I saw my number, Black Dahan gasped and said: "Ha ha ha, number 7, who is the number 7!"
It is certainly fortunate that I can draw numbers, at least my fate is in my own hands, and I am still in the next fight.
After the black-faced man reached his satisfactory result, he shouted: "Not too fast, the slower the pumping, the greater the chance of bad luck!"
When this statement came out, the rest of the people took action.
"No. 4, I am the fourth!"
"Where is the number nine? Come and die!"
"No. 1, it scared me!"
Ye Qian’s movements are slow, his thoughts are still immersed in the purple magic curse of the 10th, and when he returns to the gods, those quick-moving practitioners have already obtained the bamboo stick.
Only him and another white-faced scholar were left on the field.
What makes Ye Qian feel more angry is that the people who took the lottery earlier, as the black-faced man said, the luck is over, no one has drawn the most special bamboo stick.
That is to say, there is a special bamboo stick in the remaining bamboo sticks, which is to be killed or killed by the inorganic or Zhou Yu!
Ye Qian glanced at the white-faced scholar, who had a huge judge's pen on his back.
I don't know why, the more I look at it, the more familiar he feels.
The white-faced scholar was stared at Ye Qian’s eyes with some hair. He stunned Ye Qian’s eyes and then shot a colorful glow and took off one of the bamboo sticks.
Ye Qian sighed, and it was awful. Looking at the expression of the white-faced scholar, he did not seem to be dead.
Oh, this is life.