At The Beginning, I Counted The Immortal To Death

A group of people continued to make noise until late at night, and then gradually stopped.

Among them, Wang Chunsheng and Tong Xin had the most fierce quarrel.

Li Qinglan followed.

Jiang Bai is really knowledgeable.

These people are really good, and they don't even use harsh words to curse people.

The three-legged golden crow said it was so satisfying.

If he hadn't considered that he might not be able to defeat these big guys, he would have wanted to participate.

Xiao Zizai is very familiar with melon seeds. If he has a mobile phone in hand, he will record it if it is not enough.

The five Liu brothers and sisters seemed to have seen it before, and they didn't seem to make a fuss.

"Okay, let's get down to business!"

War King Feng Wujian was the first to say.

Everyone nodded, now is the time to truly decide who owns Divine Phoenix City.

The Liu brothers and sisters' hearts immediately rose to their throats.

"Crazy Battle City can offer three places for the Temple of War this year. Who supports it?" The King of War directly made a bid.

"Hiss~"

When everyone heard this, they all took a deep breath!

Jiang Bai asked Xiao Zizai curiously: "What is the Temple of War?"

"There is a secret realm unique to the City of Madness. There is a palace where the ancient Immortal World fell. Those who have practiced inside it will definitely be in the Body Integration realm." Xiao Zizai explained.

Jiang Bai was shocked when he heard this: "The strength of Kuezhan City should have been in Tiannan Territory for a long time."

Xiao Zizai shook his head and said: "It's not that simple. The Temple of War is only opened once every hundred years, and it consumes a huge amount of money. Each time it is opened, only ten people can enter at most. Only the truly talented people will be sent to the Temple of War to practice."

Jiang Bai said: "That's awesome enough."

"Feng Wujian is actually willing to come up with three quotas this time, which can be regarded as a huge investment."

With Feng Wujian at the beginning, other supporters of the Liu family brothers and sisters also made bids to seek support.

At this time, it is time for those Void Return Realm monks who came to join in the fun to earn extra money.

Everyone got what they wanted, and after some bargaining, they all attracted their own supporters.

Among them, Feng Wujian has the most supporters, and the quota of three War Temples was directly exchanged for the support of three Void Return Realm great monks.

Wang Chunsheng and Tongxin each have two supporters.

There was also a great monk in the Return to the Void Realm who also supported the remaining Liu family member, but only one person supported him.

There is currently one person who has not expressed his opinion.

Moreover, Dugu Qing did not offer any price.

"Dugu Qing, have you given up? As expected of you, those who know the current affairs are indeed heroes!" Wang Chunsheng said sarcastically.

Dugu Qing glanced at him, snorted coldly, and said nothing.

Wang Chunsheng's face was cold, and he also snorted coldly: "Why are you pretending!"

"Ghost, what's your attitude?"

Jiang Bai looked over after hearing this.

The last remaining great monk in the Return to the Void Realm is the faceless hag whose real name is Niu Cuihua.

She was seen wearing a large black robe with a hood, covering herself tightly.

Wearing a faceless mask on his face.

"Jie Jie... Then let's see what other good things you can come up with!"

The voice of the faceless hag was like scratching glass, very harsh.

Not much is known about this great monk who has returned to the Void Realm.

All I know is that the ghost woman is always wrapped in black robes and has never revealed her true face to outsiders.

And equally no one knows her name.

Her past is like a mystery.

Facing such a great monk, Feng Wujian and the others had a headache.

If you don’t know the other person’s preferences, it’s difficult to come up with a price that makes them excited.

But it’s impossible to let it go.

Everyone here represents not just an individual, but the entire city.

Feng Wujian looked around. Currently, he had the greatest chance of winning, but he could not sit back and relax.

If the Faceless Hag supports him, he will win without any surprise.

But if it leads to two other people, it will be difficult to handle.

As for Dugu Qing and the Void Return Realm monk who only got one vote, he felt that they could leave early!

Thinking of this, Feng Wujian said: "If you need anything from the ghost, just ask, I will definitely satisfy your appetite!"

The pale white mask with no facial features or even air holes looked at Feng Wujian, and Jie Jie gave a strange laugh.

"Your Excellency, King of War, what if I want the formation diagram of the city's defense formation?"

When Feng Wujian heard this, his face suddenly darkened.

"Granny, I remember you don't like to joke!"

The ghost woman chuckled: "You're right, I never joke!"

Feng Wujian leaned forward and narrowed his eyes, filled with murderous intent.

There is no need to mention the importance of the city defense formation.

If the formation diagram is left outside, the city of Kuangzhan will never have peace from now on.

Even if he is a war king with overwhelming force, it won't work.

He Feng Wujian couldn't bear this responsibility.

Not to mention him, even the first-generation city lord of Kuangzhan City could not afford it.

However, the ghost woman actually openly planned to build the city's defense formation, so he had to guard against it.

"Granny, when you get older, you need to eat something soft, otherwise you may break your teeth!"

Feng Wujian tapped his knuckles on the table and threatened.

"Thank you, Lord War King, for reminding me. I understand, but I take good care of myself and my teeth are always in good shape!"

When the war king heard this, he stopped talking.

It was obvious that the other party would never stand on the same front as him.

In this case, it depends on her choice later.

Jiang Bai asked Xiao Zizai quietly: "Master Hou, this is different from what I thought!"

Xiao Zizai spat the melon seed skins in his mouth directly on the ground and asked, "What's the difference?"

"Shouldn't there be an arena where both sides can compete and compare themselves? This is too democratic!"

Don't blame him for thinking so.

In his mind, none of these great monks who have reached the heavens have the ability to move mountains and seas.

But they just gathered around here, held a meeting, and that was it.

The gap with imagination is really huge.

"Then what do you think we should do? If we don't agree with each other, we'll start a fight and beat the human brain into a dog's brain? Then the winner will look up to the sky and scream. Victory belongs to me?"

Jiang Bai nodded: "This is great, direct, and interesting!"

Xiao Zizai was stunned at first: "It seems to make sense!"

Then he reacted, slapped him on the back of the head and said, "Childish!"

Jiang Bai rubbed the back of his head in grievance and thought angrily: Isn't that what you think?

"After cultivating to this level, none of these people is the best among men. No one has a few trump cards in his hand. There is no absolute certainty. Victory and defeat are easy to distinguish, but life and death are difficult to distinguish!"

Jiang Bai nodded ignorantly, seeming to understand a little.

To put it simply, it is easy to distinguish the superior from the inferior, but it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to take the life of a great monk who has returned to the Void Realm.

Not counting Liu Qingfeng, his shortcomings were too fatal.

And if Jiang Bai hadn't figured it out, no one would have discovered it.

"What about you? You can't do it either?" Jiang Bai asked.

Hearing this, Xiao Zizai smiled proudly and said confidently: "What do you think?"