Path to Heaven

Wei Suo, you really got into big trouble this time. I told you not to fight him. What should I do? He repeatedly pulled Wei Suo's sleeves, but when he saw Wei Suo, he didn't listen to him, and he agreed , Nangong Yuqing, who has always been like a big sister, is angry and anxious, like ants on a hot pot. He is Tian Fengzi, the elder of Golden Vulture Palace. Not only does he have a real low-level magic weapon of the spirit rank, but he also has a monster. I don't know what kind of monster it is, but at least it is above the fourth rank!

A low-grade magic weapon of the spiritual rank? A monster? But what made her a little stunned was that Wei Suo whispered in her ear quietly, Don't worry, I promise to kill him later. It's like a pig's head, and I didn't like this guy last time.

Since no one has any objections, let's go to the Iron Blood Hall now. The coquettish Xin Youlan nodded with satisfaction at this moment, looked at Dong Qingyi with a slight smile, and said: But it is agreed that the two of them will fight, From now on, others can't give them any magical artifacts, otherwise this kind of competition will be meaningless.

It's natural. Dong Qingyi said solemnly, As long as you don't do this yourself, it will be fine.

Let's go. Xin Youlan didn't say anything more, and rode the wild beast towards the top of the mountain where the mountain gate of Dongyao resort on the south side of Seven Star City was located.

Dong Qingyi gave Wei Suo and the others a cold look, and walked towards the mountain on his own.

Li Honglin glared at Wei Suo fiercely with murderous eyes, and then immediately followed him with a livid face.

Tian Fengzi, this kid must be killed this time, otherwise it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!

I won't let him die so happily. Tian Fengzi said with a flat face, extremely cruel, I will let him suffer all kinds of pain, and then kill him slowly, otherwise anyone will dare to ride It's on top of our Golden Eagle Palace!

Nangong Yuqing, what's going on? Wei Suo, Han Weiwei and Nangong Yuqing deliberately dragged behind, keeping a certain distance from Li Honglin and Tian Fengzi.

You won't forget that incident about Qingfengling? Nangong Yuqing's vermilion lips moved slightly, We have checked for a long time, and we are sure that Heisha set up the scheme, but Heisha seems to have an extraordinary relationship with Golden Eagle Palace .”

No? Wei Suo frowned, Could it be that Golden Eagle Palace is behind it?

I'm afraid there are other secrets. The Golden Eagle Palace has no special conflict of interest with us.

Han Weiwei was stunned for a moment, You approached Li Honglin because you wanted to find out from him the relationship between Golden Eagle Palace and Heisha? Then why did you just...

I don't want to fall short.

Nangong Yuqing smiled wryly, I have already found something out of Li Honglin's mouth before, and I know that this time they came to Seven Star City, this auction is just a cover, there should be a big conspiracy. I didn't expect that he wouldn't come at other times, but he came suddenly at this time, and I had already said that, and I couldn't even drive him away.

If I had known that he wasn't afraid of Tian Fengzi, I'd just keep pretending.

Speaking of this, Nangong Yuqing glared at Wei Suo with some gloom.

Although she was a little depressed, so many days of arrangements had been wasted, but at this moment she was determined, because she knew that Wei Suo was not an ordinary monk, and if she was not particularly sure, Wei Suo would not be so confident.

You can't blame me. Wei Suo whispered wrongly: I thought you had some important person or thing in their hands, under their control, or under their restraint, That's why they kept screaming and screaming, to see if they could see any signs. I didn't know they were still having an affair with that Heisha.

As for your IQ, I don't know if it's normal. Han Weiwei gave Wei Suo a blank look, but couldn't help asking: From the very beginning, you saw that she had other secrets?

You still doubt my IQ just because of your IQ? Wei Suo said disdainfully, You are simply talking nonsense. With Li Honglin's appearance, Nangong Yuqing still likes him? Find someone who is ten times stronger than him , It’s not just looking for it casually. Also, Nangong Yuqing, I want to criticize you a little bit. This messenger jade talisman is obviously not good-looking at all, the workmanship is very rough, and it doesn’t match your clothes at all, let alone yours. Face shape, but you still say it’s a good style, so you hang it on your hand, and when you pretend to be unfeeling, don’t blink your eyes and tremble your lips, it’s not professional at all. You have to look up , Looking down and contempt, it's best to add three points of glamor to the seven points of ruthlessness.

I'm trying to wink at you, but I didn't expect that you wouldn't be able to see it at all. Nangong Yuqing gave Wei Suo a helpless look, but then became serious, and said softly: The low-grade spirit-level item on Tian Fengzi's body The magic weapon is called the Ice and Snow Knuckle, and it is made from the claws of the sixth-level monster Hanming Bird, not only can its attack power reach the low-level spiritual level, but also the icy cold air can also restrain the spiritual energy of magic weapons.

Is it an offensive magic weapon? Wei Suo looked at Tian Fengzi who was walking in the distance in front of him calmly, Aside from that, does he have any special magic weapon on him?

I don't know about that. Nangong Yuqing said: But you have to be careful of the monsters he raises. For an elder like him, the monsters he raises will definitely not be too low.

Wei Suo smiled: Really? Then Golden Eagle Palace may have to lose a little more this time.

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In less than half an hour, a dark red palace appeared in the sight of Wei Suo and others.

This hall is located in a valley behind one of the busiest bazaars on the hill to the south of Seven Star City.

Seeing that the so-called Jagged Palace is so close to the busiest market, Wei Suo couldn't help but feel that Dong Qingyi's mind is still a bit easy to use.

Where there are more people, quarrels and fights are more likely to occur. Just like the last time Wei Suo took the green-robed old man to the night market and saw two people almost fighting to buy and sell things. If the place where they can fight is far away Maybe the two sides quarreled fiercely, and they might not be able to fight. It's so convenient that it's so close. If there is a disagreement, that's good, we can go to the Iron Blood Temple to start a war.

Moreover, there are a lot of people here, and if there is a fight, there will naturally be more people running to watch the excitement. Of course, Dongyao resort can get a lot of spirit stones.

This Jagged Palace is actually much larger than the auction venue in Lingbaofang, and the whole body is made of black iron. Although it is just ordinary black iron, it must be costly and requires a lot of manpower.

On the outside of the black iron material, many lines were painted with some dark red paint, which looks a bit like blood is flowing.

On the pillars, lintels, cornices and many other places, there are all kinds of ghost faces and yaksha-like sculptures, which are fierce and evil.

Just walking to the stone corridor not far from the entrance of the main hall, Han Weiwei frowned involuntarily.

A savage aura surged from inside.

In addition to the heat wave formed by the roar of countless people inside, there was also a strong smell of blood.

I saw Dong Qingyi and Xin Youlan at the front stopped at the entrance of the main hall. Following two monks who were obviously wearing vestments of disciples from Dongyaosheng's inner sect hurried in, a short and thin old man in a black leather robe came out quickly. I don't know what Dong Qingyi said to this short and thin old man, but the eyes of this old man with mung bean-sized mouse eyes gleamed wildly with excitement, It's actually two Zhou Tianjing cultivators, no wonder there are so many of them. People, good! I will make arrangements immediately.

Dong Qingyi nodded to the two Dongyao Shengjing disciples at the door, without saying anything, let Li Honglin, Wei Suo and others enter the Iron Blood Palace, but all the people who followed behind to see the excitement were stopped .

Obviously, if you want to enter the Iron Blood Palace, you have to pay a certain amount of entrance fee, otherwise some monks will not place bets in it, just watch wildly. of.

And because Han Weiwei yelled in the square that he was still a virgin, and because Wei Suo and Tian Fengzi were obviously Zhou Tianjing cultivators, there were at least a few more people who followed to watch the excitement than usual. times.

As soon as she entered the Hall of Iron Blood, Han Weiwei wrinkled her nose and almost vomited it out.

The scene inside was more brutal and bloody than she had imagined outside.

The entire hall is arranged in a circular shape, and in the middle is a platform shrouded in a transparent aura. This circular platform is more than one hundred feet square, and the ground is also made of thick black iron. Surrounding the circular platform are two floors of stands. Every five seats in the stands are separated only by cast iron fences, which look like cages.

The material of this kind of fence is obviously not able to stop some monks, some of the fences are obviously seen by the monks with big holes, it seems that when the monks are watching the fight at the bottom, the top is also fighting because of different supporters or other reasons Things happen from time to time.

The entire circular stand can accommodate about 3,000 monks, and at the moment there are at least 1,000 monks sitting in it. Even if each person only needs to pay two or three spirit stones to enter the arena, with so many people entering, it is at least three thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Among the so many monks watching inside, many of them were roaring excitedly, and the platform in the middle covered by the spiritual light shroud seemed not to be cleaned very well, except for many deep grooves, many magic arts Except for the traces caused by the French bombardment, there are bloodstains everywhere, and there are even blood clots in the grooves.

At this moment, a fight just ended, a monk was cut into two from the waist by the opponent, and his lower body was still standing upright, while another black-robed monk with blood on his face was looking ferociously. Searching for things on the upper half of the monk's corpse.

Faced with such a scene, after Wei Suo frowned, he looked around calmly.