Thunder Martial

In the void, ripples burst out, and someone descended from the sky.

At this time, those who break through the void and enter the Holy Spirit Realm are all monster races, and all of them are saints, very young and full of blood.

"Langfeng has come here early, I don't know if there is any gain."

One of the men in a blue robe glanced at the others and said, "Let's spread out and get familiar with this place first, and see what's going on."

One of the burly young men patted his stomach and said, "Before that, I have to have a full meal."

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Zichen received the crystal ball that Wang Xianer asked Shengzun to bring back. He first saw the details of the battle inside, including the appearance of the opponent when he fled in embarrassment.

There was obvious surprise in his eyes. The opponent was pierced by a sword and his mind was not dead. He might not be able to withstand such an injury.

The life of this demon clan is indeed extremely powerful.

Then Zichen looked at those monster blood and that wolf claw, carefully perceiving the opponent's strength.

The power of the monster clan is very clear and obvious, and it is extremely different from gods, demons, and spirits.

Putting away these things, Zi Chen went to find the two old men for the third time, they were still in the tavern, and seemed to be regular customers there.

"have a drink?"

Zi Chen appeared, and before he could ask questions, the old man in white robe invited him.

Zi Chen nodded and sat beside him, after all, he had something to ask.

Seeing the sporadic appetizers and cheap drinks on the table, Zi Chen was slightly taken aback, and secretly sighed that the two seniors were so frugal, which is considered a noble character.

But when he got here, he should express himself anyway, he turned around and said: "Xiao Er, serve some jars of wine, and then some appetizers."

Because many people have left Tianwu World to seek opportunities outside, the business of the tavern is not good.

After seeing Zi Chen, Xiao Er was taken aback for a moment, feeling very unbelievable.

Look at Zi Chen,

Looking at the two old men again, Xiao Er was completely taken aback.

Those two poor old men who owed money for several days are really friends of Master Zi Chen?

Zi Chen nodded and smiled at the other party, Xiao Er recovered from the shock and hurried to the back.

Soon, the best wine in the shop was brought up, smelling the aroma of the wine, smiles appeared on the faces of the two old people.

The old man in white robe waved his hand indistinctly, and put away the cheap wine, so he can still drink it in the future.

Zichen personally served the two of them, and the aroma of the wine made people feel good.

After drinking for three rounds, Zi Chen explained why he came.

"The monster race has already appeared, so there is nothing that cannot be said."

The black-robed old man took the initiative to say: "The great battle back then was too fierce, the four clans of gods, demons, spirits, and demons fought in a melee, so that Ge Shan personally took action and forcibly sealed the demon clan, which ended the battle. It hurts a lot."

Zi Chen asked: "Because of that seal, the existence of demons at the level of demons cannot appear in the holy spirit world, right?"

The old man in black robe nodded, "That's right, that's it. The world is one, and the four races are also one. Now that there are three races, there are flaws in the rules."

Zi Chen took the opportunity to ask: "So, the fairy world can't be opened, right?"

The two old men glanced at Zi Chen, obviously they didn't expect that he even knew about the Immortal Dharma Realm.

This time it was the white-robed old man who said, "Yes, the rules are incomplete, and the fairy world is closed. So after Geshan, no one is eligible to enter the fairy world."

This time, without waiting for Zi Chen to ask, the old man in white robe said: "Because, there is no first person in this world! Only the first person has the qualification to enter the fairy world."

I don't know if it was because of the alcohol or something else, but this time the two old people knew everything.

Zi Chen got up to pay the bill at last, but the boss of course refused to take it. When the two parties declined, the white-robed old man said: "Why don't you save it first, and we will settle the bill next time."

Both parties agreed, and all three parties were happy.

The money Zi Chen gave was enough, and after the previous bills were settled, there would be a lot of wealth, enough for the two old men to drink for a long time.

After returning, the Demon King muttered, "What are the backgrounds of those two old men? They know so many things?"

"If you want to know, ask yourself."

In fact, Zi Chen is also very curious.

Of course the Demon King didn't dare to ask, after several chats, Zi Chen already knew its cautious character.

Otherwise, with so many strong men back then, why did they have to find a Lei Zhenke?

At that time, Lei Zhenke didn't even have the qualifications to stand behind the Holy Lord.

Naturally, it was because the opponent was weak and relatively easy to control.

But this time, it was really helpless for the Demon King to directly launch a soul attack on Zi Chen.

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Lang Qing flew towards the direction of the Eight Immortals. When he came here, he had a full meal before he started to inquire about the news.

Sure enough, as the clan elders had guessed when they came, the five spirits that were banned back then had already appeared.

According to the current number of them, it is obviously impossible to control those big forces, but it should not be difficult to control the five spirits successively.

Therefore, he chose the 'Eight Immortals'.

In the other direction, the monk also rushed towards the 'Eight Immortals'. I heard that there are gourds hanging on it.

For a monk who often travels far away, wouldn’t it be pleasant to hold a gourd or multiple gourds by his side, which can be used to hold wine or fine wine?

There are still many gourds hanging on the gourd vine, which makes people greedy. The eyes of the monks who came here are shining.

But he didn't rush forward recklessly, but watched silently there, and at the same time listened to the discussions around him.

After learning that a person can only get one gourd, the monk's expression changed, which was not in line with expectations, let alone act rashly.

In other words, let's see for ourselves what the test of those people is?

When it's time for him to accept the test, wouldn't it be better for him to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger first, barely pass the test, come before the Eight Immortals, and then explode with all his strength in an instant, taking away ten, eight or twenty gourds?

Thinking of what he looked like when he succeeded, the monk couldn't help laughing proudly.

Looking at the past now, the number of gourds exceeds ten thousand, and the other party will definitely not care about such a small loss.

After making up his mind, the monk chose to wait and see, very cautious.

At this time, I saw a guy who looked very inconspicuous to the monk, walked to the side of the Eight Immortals, facing the many gourds in his vision, he did not take part in the test, but said directly: "Eight Immortals, right? I represent the demons. Clan, come here and ask for a 'Demon Refining Gourd'."

The monk was a little puzzled, what the hell?

With so many gourds, instead of grabbing one by yourself, you actually asked for it?

Moreover, this guy even knew that the other party was called the Eight Immortals.

Suddenly, the monk's expression changed, "No, he said he is a monster clan? The monster clan has come?"

Looking at the indifferent Eight Immortals, Lang Qing continued, "Don't fool me with the ordinary spirit-refining gourd. I only want the demon-refining gourd. If you don't want us to invade and uproot you, just hand it over obediently!"

"Who are you? How dare you be so rampant?"

Some people came forward from all around, wanting to reason with Lang Qing.

At this moment, several wolf shadows appeared behind Lang Qing, swallowing all the nearby Spirit Race.

During this period, Lang Qing never turned around.

Such a scene caused the faces of the others to change drastically and they were shocked.

Ignoring the other spirit clans behind him, Lang Qing continued: "Don't look at you now, but in the eyes of our monster clan, farts are not considered a fart. I will give you three breaths of time to think carefully, if you don't Promise, you just..."

A huge force suddenly struck from behind, and Lang Qing's body flew upside down.

"Fuck, what, dare to shout here?"

Then the monk's voice sounded, but it was a slap that sent Lang Qing flying.

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