The city of Monkey King

The place of Xiancheng.

Previously, the major forces met in Tongxiange. With the news of the arrival of Qin Feng, it is naturally not open, and all of them are gathered in the land of Tuen Mun.

All want to see the legendary Qin Feng, what a style!

Can even be recommended by the Faerie and the Qi family as candidates for the lord!

but…

At this moment, the atmosphere of this door is obviously very unusual.

"Why don't you open the gate? People are already outside the door."

"Open? How to open? There is no speech in Hanshang Shangzong, do you dare to open?"

“Is it always stiff?”

"What the **** is going on? How do you feel that Mo Shangzong has a lot of opinions about Qin Feng? Are they acquainted in the past?"

"I don't know... I still have a good look."

"..."

For the closed door, all major forces are talking.

The group of people at Xianling College, Gongsun Tong looked at Mo Xiong who stood not far ahead, and looked at Tuen Mun. From the other side of the Tuen Mun, it was very clear that Qi Linger shouted and opened the door.

Gongsun’s brows were wrinkled, but he did not dare to say anything.

On these two days, there were too many forces to choose to rely on the Yusu Mountain. The Faculty of the Faerie has not been moved. It has already caused dissatisfaction with the Susu Mountain. There is no reason to disappear in the courtyard.

How to disappear... Gongsun is naturally aware of nature.

The starting point is of course the Hansu Mountain.

At the moment, Mo Xiong, Dong Fang Qing, Guang Yuan Monk, the three stood in one place.

Dongfang Qing looked at the closed door and frowned. "According to the deliberation, since it is a trio of alliances, why not let him in."

These two days can be regarded as the most grievous day of his life. As the owner of Penglai Island, he is one of the most peak people in the cloud water industry. His presence in these two days was almost brushed to the freezing point.

Those who followed the support of Penglai were all close to each other.

"Entering Xiancheng, if you do not enter the city, you must go to the city gate three times to show respect to the fairy city before you can enter the city."

"This is the decree set by the first cabinet of the Xiange in the past. I don't know if I want to come to the East Island."

Moxiong faintly opened, and Dongfang Qing, on the side, heard this and stopped speaking.

He saw it, this Mo Xiong is in the heart of the martyrdom of the third person, the guy named Qin Feng.

Ever since I felt the pressure from Moxiong, Dongfang Qing is not good at words.

As for the Guangyuan monk, from beginning to end, it is the expression of a light and peaceful, ‘golden players’ always have a mysterious confidence.

At this moment, before the Tuen Mun, there is a light curtain appearing, and the picture in the light curtain is the scene outside the door.

Among the light curtain scenes, there are five people in Qin Feng.

"The boy is Qin Feng?!"

“It looks so good to be young! According to my guess, the bone age will never exceed one.”

"I have never seen this person. When did Kyushu have this number one?! It was actually elected as a candidate for the lord!"

"Oh... this child seems to be a stepping stone for Mo Shangzong."

"I don't know why Xianling and Qijia are the ones who just nominated such a late generation."

"..."

Just when everyone talked about it, there was a prefecture of Sushan who came to Tuen Mun and screamed at the Tuen Mun: "The Fairy House, three doors to the door, can enter the city!"

This sound, suddenly shocked everyone.

After thinking about it for a long time, I really think there is such a decree.

If there is no immortality in the city, according to the decree decree set in the same year, you need to worship the city gate three times before you can enter the city.

That three worships, worship is the owner of the Fairy Pavilion.

But that was also a hundred years ago. As Kunlun stopped taking care of the fairy pavilion, the singer of the singer had nothing to do with it. The singularity of the three worships into the city had long been in vain.

Suddenly, I was raised by the elders of Mount Susu, and I knew what it meant.

If Qin Feng worships, then it is not someone else, but he is a survivor of the sect of Moxiong!

"Qin Feng, I have to look at it, you worship, or not."

Mo Xiong looked at the light curtain with a playful smile.

He not only wants to kill Qin Feng at the competition, but also to humiliate Qin Feng before this!

In this way, you can understand the hatred of your heart!

"Do you think that this Qin Feng will not worship?!"

"I think it should be, if not, how did he come in? This is the eight gates of Xiancheng, which were all built with the 3,000-year-old black iron. The degree of solidity, even if it is a fake baby monk, will not be able to open for a while. I see at most that is the end of the product."

"It’s very strange. If you know that you are competing with the host of the Yuzong and the Penglai Island, this kid is not high, how can you dare to come to Xiancheng?"

"Don't you want to beat a name?"

"..."

The original Xiancheng resident, six, nine divisions, nine family, and many front-line forces, at this moment are the light curtains that look at the sky in the middle of the door, want to take a look, this boy named Qin Feng And what will happen next.

Outside the door.

The only elders of Fang Cai’s elder Su Shan’s drink were naturally passed from inside the door.

Hearing this, Qi Linger has already been mad: "They, what do they want to do?!"

On the back of Niu Dazhuang, the whole person is angry.

"Too much, I heard that I have to go down the city for the first time!"

Liu Man is also talking on the sidelines.

Qin Feng is still indifferent, but in the eyes, the cold mans are now.

He naturally knows who the three worshipers are in the city. From this city gate, he can judge that the present Xiancheng, I am afraid most of the control is in the hands of Moxiong.

However, it is no wonder that although this guy is hanging up, it can be said that it is also a Yuan Ying, naturally no one can hold him.

What's more, a dying Yuan Ying monk must be even more crazy.

Step forward slowly.

"Qin Feng, what are you doing? You really want to worship him?! You don't! Big deal, we don't want to be the co-owner!"

Qi Linger saw Qin Feng go forward, suddenly anxious, shouting loudly.

But the next moment... she shut up.

Qin Feng, the scorpion is very cold, looking at the huge black iron gate outside the ten feet in front of him, his right hand resting on the ear.

A glimpse, the gold hoop is in the hand.

Want Laozi to worship you? !

Be your dream!

Is it closed? !

There is no door to open, how to use the door!

Since it is useless! That old man is jealous of you!

Holding one end of the gold hoop, the other end suddenly becomes bigger, turning into the length of Baizhang, the width of five feet.

"He, what is he doing?"

"Tricks!

"He wants to knock!"

"..."

All the people in the door are shouting in horror!

Even the Eastern Qing was a scorpion, and he could not help but bow.

At this moment, the Qin wind outside the Tuen Mun, the scorpion cold light plucked, the hands of Baizhang Jin hoop, one hand to the city gate suddenly squat!

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