The main seat has been settled, and the birthday banquet is about to begin. With a loud trombone sound, the gate of the main hall of the Qiu Wang Mansion opened with a loud bang, and the side doors on both sides were also opened one after another. The guests who had been waiting outside rushed in from the side doors on both sides. These guests were all mortal forces in Qingxu and the martial arts masters in the world. Local tyrants could only sit in the banquet at the bottom!

Du Xu saw the reincarnationists of the Beilong Team, and came in through the side door with Uncle and Nephew Lu Hui. As modern people who had never attended such ancient banquets, the reincarnationists could not help but look around curiously. Fortunately, among the guests who had just entered, some of them were rustic bullies who had never seen the world, and they were not conspicuous among them. So many people poured in at once, even if the Qiu Prince's Mansion was famous, it would be a little noisy!

Seeing that the subordinates next to King Qiu were all dark, Du Xu suddenly felt narrow-minded, glanced at him, patted his palms gently, and the loud applause attracted everyone's attention. Du Xu saw everyone looking here, stood up in a diameter, laughed a long time, raised the jade cup in his hand, and said aloud: "Today's grand ceremony, I'm going to congratulate you for King Qiu!" The ancestors on the high platform also raised their glasses together and said in unison: "Today's congratulations to King Qiu!" Everyone present raised their glasses one after another, "Today's congratulations to King Qiu!" The sound shook the whole world.

Du Xu's move was obviously a scattered person. Although King Qiu still looked smiling, the three pillars standing on both sides behind him turned completely dark. Du Xu cared about them and said to himself: "Today, all the wise men have arrived, which is a rare event in the land of China in a century. It is not only a grand event in Qingxu, but also a grand event in the martial arts world and a grand event in the cultivation world! It is just that there are fine wines in the banquet and guests have friends, so how can there be no fun? I suggest that everyone use martial arts to cheer up and present a wonderful duel to King Qiu."

After hearing Du Xu's words, King Qiu glanced downwards and the whole room was empty. He smiled with an unknown meaning. He did not refute Du Xu. Instead, he stopped his subordinates' actions and raised the golden cup and smiled: "The zombie fellow Taoist said very well. I should also give a lottery ticket for such a grand act. Let's do this! If there are friends present who want to show their skills, I will use the golden jewelry, magic weapons and weapons as the reward. The winner can choose any one."

Du Xu also echoed: "Those who win ten games can choose any ancestor on the high platform to accept his test. If someone stands up for the test of the three ancestors, they can go on stage to sit with us." This is also suspected of being the ruler, but the ancestors on the high platform did not respond and allowed Du Xu to make the decision for them.

"Since that's the case, I'll be the champion!" Lu Hui stood up from the bottom of the stage, with a pair of fleshy palms freely and stepped onto the platform in a leisurely manner, stood in the center of the platform, and said to everyone: "Who is there a friend to come and give advice!" A blue figure stood up behind the female Rakshasa and saluted to everyone: "Flying Dragon Hand Fei Qin, come and ask for advice on the Kung Fu Lu!"

With just three breaths, the flying dragon hand was slapped off the ring by Lu Hui. Then several people came up to challenge one after another, but were defeated by several moves. After nine challenges, no one dared to show off on the stage. Not to mention the martial arts seniors below the stage witnessed this scene in amazement, even the evil cultivator ancestor on the platform had a look of admiration. Everyone thought that Lu Hui was qualified to sit on the remaining three seats on the platform, but no one dared to challenge it on the scene. Lu Hui was stuck in the last game, which made everyone on the scene very embarrassed!

At this time, King Qiu spoke out at the right time. He raised the golden cup, made a celebratory gesture at Lu Hui, and smiled heartily: "Since Hero Lu can stand on the ring, even if he wins ten games, if no one comes up to challenge within three breaths, the first position will be Hero Lu!" The old eunuch next to him was very tactful and counted to "One·························································································································································

"Let's wait!" He shouted like a rolling thunder, and rushed in from the main entrance of the hall with a cold cold current.

The surging smell of blood came from the main entrance of the hall with a rolling cold current, followed by continuous screams and wails. More than a dozen guests who were slightly closer to the gate screamed and were knocked away by the bloody smell, collided with the people behind, and rolled into a ball of wail.

The smell of bloody rust that came towards us, with a cold cold current, rushed into the gate with endless momentum, forcing the martial arts people close to the gate to dodge one after another, and even the people on the high platform frowned.

I saw a slim alien young man wearing a Gothic aristocratic evening dress, carrying surging blood and dozens of well-dressed aristocratic young man, proudly appearing like the host's most honorable guest tonight. The remaining reincarnationists of the East China Sea team behind them, followed closely with a group of stiff women.

The leading young man, with long white gold hair and blood-red pupils, seemed to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, his face was unhealthy and pale, his skin was cold and pale, and his behavior was full of exotic elegance. Those with insight have recognized that this is not an ordinary human, but an uncrowned king of the Western continent, the nobles of the Dark Night - the blood clan!

Du Xu showed a faint smile on his lips. He looked at the reincarnation masters of the Donghai Team with appreciation and exclaimed: "What a surprise! You did not disappoint me. You brought me such a gift that suits my wishes, endless lifespan, powerful but limited power, convenient reinforcement methods, and deep potential. They are the perfect species I need!"

The leading young man of the blood clan, oh, is an old monster who has been dressed up for a long time. With the unique cold air of the blood clan, he stood proudly in the middle of the hall, and glanced around contemptuously, as if the eyes of choosing food made everyone present very dissatisfied, but he just glanced past and looked at everyone on the platform with solemnity. Although he still looked arrogant and dead, he had taken it seriously.

He gracefully bowed to King Qiu on the throne, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he had the most authentic Chinese accent, but it was also full of aria-like charm: "Dear King of the East, the son of blood from the eternal glory, Lesenba Redno Selter, wishing you the light shines on the earth forever!"

Unlike his polite tone, this Redno exuded a cruel and bloody smell, as if he was the most brutal predator from ancient times. Everyone seemed to be sitting on the tip of a knife, and a pure murderous aura rushed straight into his mind. Many ordinary people and third-rate tourists were even more trembling under the natural suppression of this food chain, as if they were on their backs.

Redno's powerful behavior aroused the unhappiness of the strong people present. With a cold snorkeling, several powerful auras burst out. The first ones were the fourteen ancestors on the high platform, and the three pillars behind King Qiu were not willing to be left behind. Even the Yan Chixia also took a symbolic move. Only King Qiu and Du Xu were still in the old god, looking at the blood clans in the audience leisurely, all with a look at the novel items.

The spiritual confrontation was very dangerous. More than a dozen divine thoughts swept back and forth in the narrow hall, colliding head-on without any room for maneuver, stirring the vitality in the entire hall to stir up uneasy. The colorful light visible to the naked eye emanated from the center of the confrontation, scattering everywhere with a sharp spirit.

The heads of the small sect who looked like masters just now, like ordinary people in the hall, were scattered and fled in panic and collided in a ball. Only a few real strong men were watching all this calmly.

Redno, who made a strong appearance, was shocked to find that the hall, which originally thought it was just a group of mixed fish and soldiers, suddenly burst out dozens of powerful auras and pressed him overwhelmingly. What shocked him the most was that each of them was no less than him, and there were even a few auras faintly above him.

It was not as even as everyone saw it. In fact, even if Redno concentrated his tribe's strength and encountered the situation where everyone joined forces, he would just collapse at once. The huge pressure made Redno's breathing stagnate and almost collapse completely. It was the strong man from King Qiu's side who turned around at King Qiu's sign and blocked him for a while, so he did not make him look ugly on the spot.

After being taught, Redno put away his aristocratic style in a mess, changed his normal expression, and said honestly: "Please allow me to win a seat here!" The different attitudes before and after made everyone very uncomfortable. The monks who were used to staying in China had never seen such a very "realistic" approach in the West. However, Du Xu was very adapted to the Western attitude of being a strong man as the king. No matter how Redno looked down on the group of strange-shaped rustic bullies on the platform, he was still very honest on the surface after realizing that his power was far inferior to them.

Although he was surprised by the contrast between Redno's attitudes before and after, King Qiu was King Qiu after all. He still smiled gently and said, "Then give us a place for friends who have come from afar! You have to be polite to the guests, this is also the right etiquette."

Redno smiled and rejected King Qiu's kindness. He smiled gently and proudly and said: "Position is the honor of the strong. We have not been tested by the strong, so can we sit in the position of the strong? Please allow me to challenge the powerful warrior on the stage and win a position for ourselves!"

King Qiu was a little amused and cried, and he politely refused, "As your identity, this is not suitable!" The implicit meaning is, are you an old monster who doesn't know how long you have lived, and are you embarrassed to bully these mortals who have only practiced for decades?
Chapter completed!