"Ling Xuan, you came early enough.:..." An elder of the Golden Clothing Guest Courtyard greeted.

"Bi Sheng, you are in great interest." Ling Xuan's face changed slightly when he saw the elder of the Golden Clothing Guest House. Obviously, he didn't like this person very much.

"Of course, it has been a long time since the battle to seize the throne has happened. Today, Bi is going to join in the fun and also to give you some fun." As he said, the elder of the Golden Clothing Guest Court gave a jade table and then put out the four treasures of the study. "Today, take this opportunity to open a small village. There is no need to say the rules. There is no limit to the amount of pressure, and there is no limit on the fairy crystal to be paid on the spot, and there is no default!"

"Hmph!" Ling Xuan snorted coldly, turned his head and looked at it... Someone used the throne-taking battle he launched to open the countryside, which was really hard to make him happy, but Bi Sheng was also very strong among the elders of the Golden Clothing Guest Housekeeper, and he couldn't be serious.

"Elder Bi, what are the odds?" a brave congregation asked loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Ling is a fourth-grade true immortal, and Fellow Daoist Murong is a first-grade true immortal. The strength is very different, so Fellow Daoist Ling is a one-grade true immortal, and Fellow Daoist Murong is a one-grade true immortal! Below, fellow Taoists who are interested in finding fun can come to me to bet on the bet!"

With a light swing of his sleeves, Bi Sheng sat upright there, aura of uneven self-righteousness arose, which also made the congregations present who wanted to pay compensation were extremely quiet and lined up in order to bet. Among the many disciples who bet, almost all of them were sure that they had decided who to win, and they must have bet Ling Xuansheng.

Although Ling Xuan's odds will be lower, and everyone's income will become very limited. But mosquito meat is also meat, and it will be useless to make money if you don't make money.

But there were a few people who were a little anxious and anxious, as if they were not sure who to win. The most eye-catching of this was Wei Qing, who was leading Murong Xianxian.

When Wei Qing heard the congregation who was helping to sing Nuo next to Bi Sheng, all of them were beating Ling Xuansheng, and the ridicule of the people around him made Wei Qing feel uncomfortable... Although he and Murong Xianxian were just a friendship they met just now, he was a guide after all. Murong Xianxian was ridiculed, and Wei Qing's face was not glorious.

"If you don't steam buns, you have to steam them. If you lose all of them today, you have to fight for this." Even if Wei Qing is well-educated, he gritted his teeth and became fierce, and he wanted to fight for a breath.

When the time is almost right, I strode to the gambling table and said, "Elder Bi, I bet the Fairy Murong, four immortal marrows!"

This is almost all Wei Qing's wealth, and the offerings of the elder Silver-Clothed Guest Court are not small, but the consumption of daily practice is also huge. Of course, Wei Qing is definitely not the kind of impulsive person. From Vice President Fan's different look at Murong Xianxian and the confidence that Murong Xianxian showed, he instinctively felt that there was a mystery that he didn't know.

If Murong Xianxian won, Murong Xianxian's odds would have risen to ten losses now, and he would have made a big splash. It was this idea and the urge to compete for the breath that made Wei Qing suppress this big order.

"Wei Qing, bet Murong Xianxian to win. Four immortal marrows!"

The moment the promise was heard, many people began to shake their heads, and there were even more sarcastic sounds. In such a voice, Wei Qing's face flashed to the side with a ugly look, looking at the sky, looking forward to Murong Xianxian's arrival. Under his influence, more than a dozen people also placed bets on Murong Xianxian's side, but they were not as brave as Wei Qing and did not make much. It was also a gambling fortune.

"Ling Xuan, does that Murong Xianxian know the time for the battle to seize the throne? Isn't it coming?" An elder of the blood-clothed guest court asked impatiently.

"It's not that I won't come. She informed me of the competition time. Now there is still half an hour before the time, and it will arrive soon." Ling Xuan replied quickly.

The elder of the Blood-Clothed Guest Queen is all powerful people at the level of Golden Immortals. Even the elder of the Golden-Clothed Guest Queen Queen does not dare to offend him.

"Hmph." The elder of the Blood-clothed Guest House snorted coldly and said nothing.

As time passed by little by little, Ling Xuan waited without moving. Everyone's faces also showed increasingly impatient expressions, and they looked at the high school from time to time.

Suddenly, a light flashed in the sky, and a blue water escape light shot out. In a blink of an eye, she arrived near the arena, and a female fairy appeared in a flash.

"My fellow Taoists, I just finished practicing, so I came a little late. I didn't miss the time for the battle to seize the throne, did she ask?" she asked with a smile on her face.

The person who came was Murong Xianxian.

"Hmph! If you come later, you will be directly disqualified from the Golden Clothing Guest Elder. You are lucky. You will arrive at the last moment and get in the venue and prepare immediately." The Blood Clothing Guest Elder wiped out Murong Xianxian and said impatiently.

Just as Murong Xianxian entered the Arena, he pinched his hands and made a spell at the ban around the Arena... With a "buzz" sound, the light suddenly burst into bright light, and the Arena was suddenly shrouded in a transparent bowl-shaped light curtain.

"Very good! You're really here. It seems that you really have some courage. You dare to fight me at the first level." Seeing Murong Xianxian entering the field, a killing intention flashed in Ling Xuan's eyes.

After hearing this, Murong Xianxian raised her lips slightly and just smiled faintly, as if she was lazy to talk to the other party.

Seeing this, Ling Xuan was furious in his heart. The murderous intent that had been suppressed had suddenly increased a little more. Everyone who was watching the battle in the arena immediately started to talk. Generally speaking, they all felt that Murong Xianxian was too arrogant... Compared with Ling Xuan's character, he was an old man from the Iron Immortal Society, and his tendency was clearer.

"Listen, there is no limit on the battle to seize the throne. As long as you don't leave the restriction range, any means can be used. Unless one party takes the initiative to admit defeat, I will not stop it at all. If you believe that you are not strong enough, you should admit defeat as soon as possible. Although there are not many things that have died due to the battle to seize the throne, it is common to be knocked down to a level due to serious injuries. If there is no objection, the following will be started." The elder of the Blood-clothed Guest Courtyard said expressionlessly.

This is probably a routine cliché, and it doesn't take it seriously if you say or listen. Murong Xianxian and Ling Xuan looked at each other from afar, without saying a word.

The elder of the Blood-clothed Guest Court spit out the word "start" and his figure flashed to the side at the same time... With his Golden Immortal Realm, even if something unexpected happens, at least no one will die.

Almost at the same time, Murong Xianxian and Ling Xuan took action at the same time.

"Fairy. Nebula Chain!"

Facing an opponent with three small levels higher than her, Murong Xianxian naturally would not underestimate her. A chain made of star power appeared around her in the shape of a nebula, surrounding her layer by layer, making a rustling sound.

Ling Xuan, opposite, slapped a beast-controlling bag on his waist, and silver flying insects flew out of his pocket, and the light flashed. Although it was only the length of his thumb, it continued to surge. In the blink of an eye, it was dense, almost submerged himself.

Then Ling Xuan shook his sleeves, and a green flying sword flew out from his cuffs, and the green clouds floated on top of his head in a flash.

After Ling Xuan finished casting the spell, he looked at the opposite side and was stunned. The aura emitted by the chains made him stunned: "Star Warfare Skills? How could you, a cultivator, master the magical powers of the cultivator of the Divine Kingdom?"

The immortal world is vast and there are thousands of methods of practice, but in terms of system, there are only a few categories. Those practitioners who practice star power are called cultivators in the Kingdom of God. Although they have contacts with immortals, their relationship is ordinary, and some are similar to allies, but they are not hostile forces. So Murong Xianxian is not worried at all.
Chapter completed!