Chapter 216: Do you want to sit?

The next day, as the first ray of sunlight cast on the first city in the early morning, the whole city began to live in hustle and bustle.
After several days of development, the first city has begun to take the scale of a city, but many places are not perfect.
However, for the time being, no one cares about the imperfections of the city at all. What most people care about is whether the first city can survive.
"The city-building ceremony of City One is finally here. I heard that all the forces from all over the world come together to celebrate. It's really not a normal excitement."
"That's right, you also have to look at the strength of City One. Even Feijianmen and Tianyin Sect can be destroyed. It is not an exaggeration to call it the first power under Youyun Mansion."
"Come to congratulate together? In my opinion, it is almost the same to destroy the first city together."
"The First City is not as powerful as imagined, and there is only one Ancient God Realm strong. If it weren't for the benefits of the First City's formation and let the Tianyin Sect enter the game, it would never be an opponent of the Tianyin Sect. "
"Yes, anyway, I am not optimistic about City One. Now that the Feijianmen and Tianyin Sect are destroyed, everyone wants to take the vacated site, especially the influential forces of the Tianyin Sect. They will not let go. The first city, even if it surrendered and surrendered, it must be superficial."
"Little people like us, just look at it. If we rush over now, maybe we can still occupy a good position to watch the show."
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The heads of people moved on the street, and the crowd was talking unscrupulously, rushing along the street in the same direction.
At the end of this street, there is a vast square under the Xiuluo Peak, which is several miles wide enough to hold tens of thousands of people without being crowded.
At this moment, on the high platform in the front of the square, there is a simple and atmospheric table, and there are four tables on both sides.
Standing on a high platform, you can easily overlook everything on the square.
In addition, there are no tables and chairs in the huge square, which makes it difficult to look at the face of the monk who received the invitation.
Especially those strong sects are extremely unhappy, they are also sect cultivators anyhow, they don't even have a place to sit, only a place to stand.
However, the people of the four major and third-rate forces were not angry, and they didn't dare to get angry at will, they still knew the truth of shooting a bird.
Some monks suppressed the unhappiness in their hearts and looked around the square. Around the square, there were silhouettes in black robes, tightly wrapped in black robes. They could not see the specific faces, but they could feel the extremely rich blood in their bodies. Gas.
Seeing this, some of the cultivators of the God of War couldn't help but trembled. The air gave them a great pressure. I don't know how many people were killed to condense such a strong air.
"How do these people give me the feeling that they all came out of the sea of ​​corpses." A monk said to himself, his tone of horror was unexpected.
No wonder they think so. Many people have cultivated for so many years and have never felt what is called a powerful murderous intent.
Everyone glanced at each other and reminded themselves of each other.
"Pavilion Lord Luoshen Pavilion is here, presenting a gift, a... middle-grade sacred stone!" A loud shout suddenly resounded through the void, pulling everyone's feelings back.
"A medium-grade stone, as a gift?" The crowd was dumbfounded, not knowing what Luoshen Pavilion meant.
Even in the ordinary God of War, you can take out a medium-grade soul stone at will, but this Luoshen Pavilion uses a medium-grade divine stone as a gift. Everyone can hear the disdain of the Luoshen Pavilion, just like Begging.
Obviously, this is obviously not to congratulate the construction of City One, but to find fault.
"Luoshen Pavilion is also a third-rate sect anyway, wouldn't it be so disgusting?" Many people thought to themselves.
However, people also know that even if Luoshen Pavilion deliberately insulted the First City and disgusted the First City, it is estimated that the First City would not be embarrassed by the Luoshen Pavilion.
After all, Luoshen Pavilion is extremely powerful among the third-rate sects.
The lively crowd suddenly turned into a dead silence, and within a short time there was a burst of wild laughter, as if seeing the first city suffer a loss, his heart was very happy.
"Fenglei Pavilion, present a gift, a jar of century-old wine!"
"Ghost King Sect, present a congratulatory gift, a Ninth Rank Soul Soldier!"
"Golden Flame Valley, present a gift, a ray of remnant flames of spiritual fire!"
The waiter's voice sounded from time to time, and the four major forces sent out congratulations one after another, and everyone couldn't help but shrink their pupils.
If Luoshen Pavilion sent a middle-grade sacred stone deliberately to provoke the first city, then the successive use of garbage as gifts is not just a provocation, but a declaration of war.
Whether it is a middle-grade divine stone, a century-old wine, a 9th-grade soul soldier, or a lingering flame, it is almost worthless to the Heavenly God Realm.
These things can even be said to be in the rubbish. Using them as gifts is an insult to City One.
Many people pondered in their hearts, whether the first city swallowed its breath or fought hard?
"Haha, the first city is really a big face, so the four major forces will come to congratulate themselves!" Someone in the crowd laughed, and the laughter resounded in the void.
However, this was just the beginning, and other forces followed suit one after another, sweeping away the face of City One.
The monks in City One were not very good-looking. Many people stared at these people, their expressions flickering. It was enough for the four major forces to insult City One. After all, they had arrogant capital.
But you little forces, City One can destroy you if they raise their hands. Why do they dare to humiliate City One?
The only possibility is that these four major forces and other forces are clearly prepared, they have already united, only to target the first city.
The construction ceremony of City One has not yet begun. City One has almost been trampled under the feet of the four major forces, and many people have given City One a cold sweat.
As soon as the laughter fell, people from the four major forces stepped up into the air and shot towards the high platform.
In their opinion, the four seats above the high platform are only qualified to sit there, powerful men of third-rate forces.
However, just as they were about to approach the high platform, a ripple of energy suddenly burst into the void, protecting the high platform in the center.
Subsequently, the people of the four major forces were thrown into the air by a strong force, and they showed shocking colors.
"Formation?" Someone blurted out, eyes full of jealousy.
"Bastard!" A burly old man led by one of the forces roared, raising his hand and blasting towards the high formation.
"Lei Ba, I advise you not to do it." Before the fist fell, an abrupt voice sounded in the void, but he saw Han Li flash appearing on the high platform, looking at the burly old man indifferently.
"Han Li?" Lei Ba, a burly old man, narrowed his eyes, with a trace of disdain in his eyes: "Just because you want to stop me?"
Han Li squinted his eyes, he naturally knew the horror of Lei Ba. After all, Lei Ba was a third-rate force, Feng Lei Pavilion, not much weaker than Yin Jue.
"I'm not stopping you." Han Li's expression slowly stretched out, shook his head and smiled.
"If that's the case, then go away!" Lei Ba didn't have a good tone at all, and was furious. Han Li didn't get angry and smiled, his eyes swept across the monks present, and finally his eyes fell on the master of the four great and third-rate forces, and said, "Do you want to sit?"