Weird World of Immortality

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Can the King of the Mud God Clan keep getting stronger?

Everyone's faces showed shock, but after thinking about it carefully, they also felt that Zhou Fan's words were not unreasonable.

If not, why did the king of the Mud God Clan set up such competition rules?

"This may also be a test of our strength." Lin Gaoshou said: "But we have no choice but to promise it first."

"This test is a good opportunity for us to find out the strength of this mud **** clan." Ye Natian said.

If the power of the king of the mud **** clan is not strong, then the matter is easy to solve. Even if the king of the mud **** clan cannot be killed, it may be possible to seal it up.

Now that the Mud Gods are wise, they have no intention of fighting a battle with the Purple Region immediately, which is a good thing for the Purple Region and even the entire Star Realm.

They discussed and discussed, and they all felt that the competition was a good opportunity. If the king's strength was not strong, they didn't have to worry too much.

"But who is going to compete with the Mud God Race?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

Qi Boyi hurriedly said to Zhou Fan, Lin Gaoshou, and Ye Natian, "The three seniors among us are the strongest, so I will leave the matter to the three seniors this time."

The king of the Mud God Clan asked for the competition immediately. The time was so short, and there were only three Taoist realms, Zhou Fan, in front of them. Who could rely on them without relying on them?

The expressions of the three Zhou Fans became a little subtle, and Lin Gaoshou sighed and said, "I'll take the lead. If I lose, Daoyou Ye and Daoyou Zhao can figure it out."

Lin Gaoshou was also forced to help, Ye Natian was the president of Ye Vein, Ye Vei would have only a small part of the power in the Zhuangzi region, and Zhou Fan was alone.

Only the Divine Tree Kingdom is adjacent to the Zhuangzi region. If the Zhuangzi region cannot hold up, the Divine Tree Kingdom may suffer. In the absence of the Taoist realm in the Zhuangzi region, he can only go first.

Zhou Fan and Ye Natian glanced at each other, and quickly nodded in agreement. After all, it is up to them whether to take action or not. If Lin Gaoshou loses too fast, then they have no need to take action. For them, this matter The risk is small.

Even if they agreed to the competition to determine the outcome, it was impossible to agree to all the conditions of the Mud God Clan indefinitely. They discussed and put forward two requirements to the Mud God Clan.

The first requirement is that the competition is allowed, but it cannot be within the country of colored clay, and the border of the country of colored clay is required as the competition venue.

After all, this country of colorful mud is the territory of the mud **** clan. Who knows if there will be any special traps waiting for them, even if they are in the realm of Taoism, they dare not set foot in the country of colorful mud at will.

The second requirement is that if they win, not only will they be exempted from the offerings this month, but they will also release all the hostages captured by the Mud God Clan, and the most important thing is the God Realm of Huqianhua.

The second requirement was put forward by the forces headed by the Hu family in the Huzi region. The Huzi region was important, but the Hujia would not be able to do without the Taoist realm like Huqianhua.

After the discussion, Ye Natian withdrew the soundproof barrier, and the original distracted cultivator put forward their ideas to the clay figurine.

After the mud people listened to what the distracted monk said, they took the distracted monk away.

Zhou Fan and the others waited patiently. Before they left, they told the distracted cultivator that if the king of the Kingdom of Colored Mud would allow him, he would not have to go back and forth, but could use the sound transmission leaf to tell them.

However, the cultivator in the Divine Realm has not used the sound transmission leaf to spread the word. After waiting for a long time, they saw countless clay figurines coming towards them.

Everyone's color changed, is this talk broken?

Just when everyone was about to retreat to the defense, they found that the clay figurines did not continue to charge, but stopped on the border, and then separated on both sides to form a road.

A clay figurine walked from the road, it looked no different from ordinary clay figurines, at least Zhou Fan and the others couldn't tell the difference.

After the clay figurine walked to the front of the clay crowd, it looked at the crowd and said with a smile, "I am the king of the clay gods."

Everyone immediately looked vigilantly at the king of the Mud God Race.

"Our clay gods don't have names." The clay figurine said again: "But in order to facilitate your human beings to communicate with me, I have given myself a name, you can call me Ni San."

Mud three? What a weird name... Zhou Fan thought to himself.

"I had two unsuccessful freshmen before, and I didn't succeed until the third time, so I was called Ni San." Ni San explained the origin of his name, "You made two requests to me, and I only agreed to one. "

Ni San looked at the crowd and said, "The competition venue can be outside of Cai Ni, but the second request cannot be granted to you."

"Those people in the country of colored mud are my guests. They can't leave without my permission. This has nothing to do with the competition. If they want to leave without my permission, they have to..."

Mu San paused for a while when he said this, and the mud people came out with a person.

These twenty people were all wearing colorful mud rings around their necks, and there were thousands of paintings in them.

"Brother." Hu Boyi shouted first.

Hu Qianhua looked at Hu Boyi, he just blinked, but did not speak. The people who were captured with Hu Qianhua all looked at Zhou Fan and the others, but no one spoke.

Zhou Fan and the others quickly realized that either the hostages like Hu Qianhua were warned not to speak, or they were banned from speaking.

The colorful mud rings on the captives might be weird. After all, they were not bound by anything, only the colorful mud rings on their bodies.

"The guests are here." Ni San looked at the twenty or so people and said, "I don't want to let you go now, so if you want to leave the country of colored mud now, you must defeat me!"

Chika and the others did not answer.

Ni San snapped his fingers, and the colorful mud rings around the necks of the captives slowly turned, "Now you can talk."

The prisoners all tried to make a sound in their throats, but they didn't know what to say for a while, just stared blankly at Ni San.

"Who are you?" Qi Qianhua asked with a cold face.

Huqianhua's question made Zhou Fan and the others' faces become subtle~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They wondered if Huqianhua had never seen Nisan before, or did they see Nisan and couldn't recognize Nisan?

After all, the clay figurines look exactly the same.

But how was Chika caught?

"I am the king of the Mud God Clan, Ni San." Ni San smiled and said, "Now is not the time to chat, you just need to answer my question, do you want to try to challenge me?"

Qi Qianhua looked towards Zhou Fan and the others, and he had a lot of doubts in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, you might as well agree to it first." Lin Gaoshou thought for a while.

If Qi Qianhua could first try to test this strange ability, then his risk would be much smaller.

Hu Boyi's face showed hesitation. He didn't know what decision should be made for Hu Qianhua. After all, if Hu Qianhua didn't agree, no matter whether the country of Caimu wins or loses, he won't let it go. Chika draws them.

The rest of the captives looked at Huqianhua eagerly. They were locked together with Huqianhua. Even if they didn't recognize Huqianhua before, they now knew what kind of big man Huqianhua was.