The city of Monkey King

Lingxiu flower ball, like a ray of blue light, flutters from the top of Lingxiu Pavilion in a perfect parabolic way. The whole crowd is completely boiling.

Everyone is staring at the blue flower petals, and the greedy colors are revealed in one eye.

For many of them, this is their chance to go to heaven!

This thrown Lingxiu flower ball seems to be spiritual. When it landed at 30 feet, it will not go down. It will pass from the sky above 30 people and walk back and forth, attracting excitement. ...this flower ball is not falling.

"My mine!!"

"Ling Xiu, fall here!"

"Get out of the way! The **** old man is the most handsome, this flower ball must be off the body!"

"Hey, you are in the Malang Gobi, go back and soak in the urine and take care of it, especially like a pig!"

"..."

The last sentence fell into the ears of the gray porcupine not far away, and the pig's face was black.

‘Mom... What happened to the pig? Look down on the pig? The pig is also handsome! I dare to discriminate against my old pig! ’

‘If you still carry a person on your back, look at the old pig, I will not blast your chrysanthemum in minutes! ’

The pig is screaming in his heart.

At the moment, the emperor of the East Emperor, Mo Yong, showed a touch of joy in his eyes. He hurriedly looked at an old servant on the side of his body. The old servant took the lead and made a decision in his hand.

Between the time...

The flower ball that was originally hovering back and forth over the crowd, suddenly and fiercely slammed into the place, as if it had been controlled.

"Hey, look, the spirit show doesn't move!"

"The trough! Really!"

"Like... I am going! Is it going to fall towards me?!"

"Let your mother's fart! It's clear to me!"

"Noisy your uncle, move! Lingxiu moved again!"

"..."

The blue flower ball, at this moment, slid in the direction, facing the seven kings of Dongpu.

The crowd is excited.

Chu Wanqiu on the Lingxiu Pavilion was full of expectation in the eyes, but at the moment it was a bit of anxious, because the position where the Lingxiu was about to fall was not the position she had thought before.

A small cherry mouth keeps whispering, if you listen carefully, you can hear clearly.

‘Wrong is wrong! Not over there! It’s the pig... that pig! ’

‘...’

The nursing mother on the side is naturally very clear. One face can't help but have a terrible color. I wonder how this little princess wants Lingxiu to fall on a pig. !

Do you still have to marry a pig? !

The voice is excited, but... some people are not happy.

It is already violent!

If it is not here, it is the South Chu State, I am afraid it is already a dry frame.

The mortal and the ordinary monks naturally cannot see the hidden tricks in the flower ball, but these big men with strong monks are naturally able to detect the abnormality of the spirit.

For example, the five emperors of the West, Moyang, at this moment is blinded to the eyes of the seven emperors, Mo Yong, with a sneer on his face.

"Fu Lao."

Shouted a low voice, an old man behind him, suddenly nodded, but also fell in the hands of the law.

In an instant...

The original slick is already a flower ball that has determined the direction and is about to face the confident face of the Seven Emperors. It is suddenly a glimpse. This time it is a bit obvious...

Lingxiu flower ball, a moment to the left front drift a distance, then stopped to drift to the right front of a distance ... that posture, it seems that two people are fighting for the general.

At this time, a cold cry came out of the crowd.

Direction... It is Qin Qin, the emperor of the Northern Qin Dynasty.

When the things are shot, he will naturally not be idle.

With the sound of this cold noise, the Lingxiu flower ball is more entangled. Now it is not in two directions, but in three directions, constantly changing.

At this moment, even a fool can see it. This is someone who has smashed a ghost on the flower show, and there is more than one person.

"I rely on... to say good fairness?!"

"Oh shit!"

"Oh... a little bit of a brother, these are all big people, we can't afford it."

"Not reconciled! Not reconciled! This is a shady! Shady!!!"

"Hey his mother! Lost the old man, sleeplessly, rushed for 30,000 miles! Eat all the way to the wolf! Now it is still constipation! Day his second uncle!"

"..."

The crowd was angry, but no one dared to stand up. At most, it was a few words in private.

Hummer is good...

But it is also terrible.

Those who are all princes, where they are able to get rid of the ordinary people, even if they are Tianxian, Xuanxian, see these emperors, they must also be the ceremony of the monarch.

Otherwise, the emperor is angry, but he will use his life to calm down.

Not to mention that these people who came to participate in the recruitment of the prostitutes are mostly young people in the monks, and it is already good to have several gods.

Only one can stay silent, see these big costumes forced.

On the east side of Lingxiu Pavilion, on a nine-storey pavilion, on the ninth floor... there is a tea table next to the window sill, and two middle-aged men sit.

The tea on the tea table smokes.

A look is fierce, at first glance is a person who acts rigorously, and the other is a relaxed smile on his face, which looks very easygoing.

"Old Zhao, don't you care?"

The easy-going person said that this person is Xiang Qingshan, one of the top ten guard posts of Nanchu. The opposite of him is Zhao Yan, the guardian pillar responsible for the safety of Lingxiu Pavilion.

"Your holy shrine, as long as this Lingxiu Pavilion is not dead, there is no need to interfere."

Zhao Yan answered very an understatement. In fact, he did not understand the meaning of this holy shrine.

Clearly...

The four emperors from the East and West, and the North Qin Zhongyun, who were unconstrained and blatantly squatting here, simply did not put Nanchu Guowei in their eyes, but the emperor did not let him manage.

"The meaning is unpredictable..."

Xiang Qingshan smiled and smiled and continued to drink his tea.

And it’s time for this...

In the crowd, the Zhongyun dynasty, the three emperors, Yunyi, finally couldn’t help it!

There is a raging color on my face!

He thought that...

The spirit show recruits, only he secretly buried the secret hand, thinking that the victory is in the grip.

But who would have thought that there were other people besides him, and that was the few guys he couldn’t see at all.

He was the three emperors of the Zhongyun dynasty. At first, he did not put the two emperors of the East and the North Qin Dynasty in his eyes.

The Zhongyun dynasty, often in the state of the country, not to mention that he is the son of Zhongyun, but also mad.

"Several small generations dare to compete with the temple."

Cold and cold eyes glanced at the three emperors, Yun Yi was a fierce one, raising his time!

From his palm, a blue-violet rune appears, when this rune appears... 2k