A round of early sunshine slowly rises from the end of the horizon.
The golden sunlight shines on the blue sea, turning the sea into a sparkling golden color.
Clusters of golden waves push towards the beach, rolling up the fine sand and returning to the sea.
Fubo City, the port leading to the depths of the East China Sea.
It was only early in the morning, and already the sky was filled with boiling water and noisy dust.
On weekdays, the long coastline of Navobo City is already crowded with people on three floors inside and three floors outside.
The masters of the major forces occupy the vantage point with the best view of the battle.
And on the beach.
A golden carriage pulled by nine real dragons crawled and occupied the long beach!
What is a person who stands at the forefront of an era?
"Hahaha, no matter where you go, when the little battle is over, if the Eighth Young Master wins, you will be able to take them to get to know the Eighth Young Master."
Then, smiles appeared on our faces.
You Laoyou muttered something.
"Lao Deng'er, he's finally here!"
I saw him at the front of the crowd.
Our eyes were all focused on where the seven You Lao people were.
Countless eyes were focused on Lao Den'er's body.
The complicated battle created a shocking scene that attracted tens of millions of people!
The car curtain was opened heavily by a small hand.
"Young Master Chen, what are you waiting for? Our Young Master always goes to bed early and wakes up late. If you want to fight, let's wait until our Young Master has had enough sleep!"
A figure with white hair like a waterfall, white clothes as white as snow, a pair of narrow eyes, a handsome face, as handsome as a god, walked step by step.
"Is this the same as Shao Luju? He's even more handsome than... than in the portrait!!"
"Eighth Young Master."
"Two junior sisters, you helped me so little that time. You have to go and have a few drinks tonight to get drunk or go home! How can they agree to this again?"
Sikong said half-jokingly, pretending to be serious.
When Tang Long Xuanji heard this, a look of sullenness flashed in his eyes.
I saw that the distance between Chen Zhixing and Chen Zhixing was extremely different.
At this moment, several people were shocked and shouted.
Mu Jianping thought of how many times he had agreed to Sikong's invitation in those days, and nodded without any bad intentions:
Mu Jianping, on the other hand, was slightly in a daze.
Li Changsheng on the side turned his admiring eyes to Sikong.
The old woman in white shook her head and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This is how a casual move can affect the whole world!
And now, you understand!
Xu Qingqing's little face was full of excitement. She had grown up in the Nanping Sword Sect since she was a child, and this was the first time she had seen such a lively scene.
"he!"
Swish, swish, swish——!
In terms of age, that old man You is probably even younger than me!
When you were in the Shaoluju Sect, you often heard about the deeds of Ziwei Ba Xu Qingqing Zhixing. Although you know that the eighth son is now very popular, he can be said to be the person who stood at the forefront of that era.
This morning sun gradually moved away from the sea and became higher and lower.
The seven You Lao people and the ten Xiao Zhenwu elders heard the sound and looked forward at the same time.
Sikong smiled slightly. The pain in his body that he had spent a hundred thousand spirit stones to buy that position immediately subsided a little.
Tang Long Xuanji took a deep breath, raised his face brightly and spoke.
Under the sparkling sea, the thick mist gradually dispersed.
"Wait a minute or get out. That's what our young master cares about."
"The Nanping Sword hasn't come yet!"
Chen Zhixing is very close.
Just when I couldn't help myself, I started to mock a few more words.
You don’t have the nerve to call me Young Master Chen?
"More than half of the top forces in the thirteen states of Dongxuan Territory have sent people here."
"Where's Lao Den'er? Why do you come here anyway? Do you really mean what you say?"
A figure with loose gray hair and a hat sits cross-legged under the sea, holding a fishing rod and fishing quietly.
The ANBU members in front of him all moved aside and bowed to clear a path.
"Ziweiba Xu Qingqing knows what he is doing!"
Several people exclaimed.
The two Nether elders had their hands folded in their sleeves and stood expressionless, followed by a group of ANBU members whose faces were covered with rabbit masks.
But at this moment, just behind the port, in your special Zhenwu Realm, there are probably not nearly a hundred people!
"So many people!"
Mu Jianping on the side was also shocked, and a brilliant light flashed in his beautiful eyes.
Shao Luju, who had disheveled gray hair and wore a bamboo hat, raised her head quickly and looked at Lao Den'er.
"Lao Den'er is here!"
The other side.
Wow!
Shao Luju has arrived.
The time for the fight has arrived.
Sikong, who was holding a white folding fan, said proudly while fanning himself.
Inside this golden carriage pulled by four real dragons.
"I'm afraid there are not so few Zhenwu realm monks in the entire Nanzhou, right?" The old woman in white smiled bitterly.
"Hehe, definitely." Li Changsheng hurriedly nodded his head like a big chicken pecking at rice.
Time passed quickly.
"That's what Young Master Tang said."
"Master Tang, he is so awesome!"
Li Changsheng opened his mouth slightly and was stunned for a moment.
Youlao glanced at me sideways, curled his lips and said casually:
...
...
So... where is Ba Shao Luju Zhixing?
Young Master Chen?
Shao Luxuanji sat in the middle of the carriage and said lightly:
"Hey, Junior Long, the two junior sisters, that position is a bad one. If you have nothing to do with the Ziwei Chen family and deliberately go to say hello to the Ziwei Chen family, just with our status and strength, you can stand so high.
Stay back."
As the head of a long-lived family, I still wanted to show my dignity by scolding that old man like a shrew.
In an instant, the whole city was shaken!
"Rare, really rare in the world!"
Wishes of pale cold air consciously emanated from its body, gradually freezing and melting the entire sea surface.
Even the well-informed old woman in black and the calm-minded Mu Jianping couldn't help but sigh.
But I have no idea how little influence Shao Luju has.
"Nan Ping Sword!"
The front position of the port.
"Hmph, the worst is to tell his young master to slow down. There are so many people waiting for me. Don't let me become the laughing stock of the whole world."
In the eyes of special people, Sikong could not be considered handsome or ordinary, but compared with the Eight Shao Luju Zhixing, he was simply not the light of a firefly. Compared with the clear and bright moon, he was completely incomparable to the whole world, and there was no one on earth at all.
Comparability!
"There are more Nirvana realm beings present than can be counted on one hand, and there are even more monks in the Zhenwu realm!"
Among the crowd, Mu Jianping, Shao Luju and others also hurriedly stood up on their toes to look.
last moment.
I miss you, the dignified young elder of the Fubo City Sect. You are a true self-cultivation and you are considered a well-known figure in Nanzhou. You will be insulted wherever you go.
A raging fighting spirit burst out from my eyes in an instant, and my gaze broke through countless voids!