The seven Tribulation Immortals looked at everyone in turn.
At this time, Li Kezhou used the dragon diagram to cover up his power. Although he still looked like a "Dacheng" cultivation level, he could not tell any difference from the other forty-eight Dacheng masters.
He did this to avoid attracting attention. After all, his purpose of coming here was to find a chance to escape. It would not be a good thing if he attracted too much attention.
The man holding Ruyi in his hand looked at the only woman among the seven with a smile, his eyes showing unconcealable admiration.
"Qiao Meng is the first among us to break through, and as far as I know, he will soon experience the first immortal tribulation. His cultivation is undoubtedly the first among us. In my opinion, Qiao Meng should be the first.
Pick.”
When someone saw his hospitality, he refused to be outdone and said, "It's not your fault. That's what I thought. You really know how to steal people's words."
"Qiaomeng is the first to choose the sword slave. I have no objection. And as long as anyone dares to have an objection, the flame bird in my hand will dare to rest on his neck."
The one who spoke was the Star Wolf. He raised the red fairy sword in his hand as he spoke, his voice full of vicious threats.
"Xing Lang! Your tone is not small. You clearly know that no one here will have any objections, and you still say such a sentence in a arrogant manner. We originally had no objections, but when others heard it, we thought it was because we were afraid of you, so we
With your words, I will test your skills at the Tribulation Immortal Banquet three days later..." The speaker was a dark-faced man.
Star Wolf was not afraid and sneered: "As long as you are not afraid of losing face when the time comes, you can challenge me and I will definitely convince you."
Hearing the tit-for-tat exchange between the two, the woman among them walked out impatiently and came to the front of the thousands of people.
She walked to the front of a row of people.
Standing in this row are forty-nine great masters, with Li Kezhou standing at the back.
The woman walked past a group of people, walking neither fast nor slow, and her eyes swept over the faces of these people.
Everyone he scanned showed a frightened expression, and some even lowered their heads, not daring to look at the woman in front of them.
This woman's cultivation is a genuine Tribulation Immortal. If the power gap between Dacheng and Dacheng in the later period is dozens or even a hundred times, then the power gap between Dacheng and Tribulation Immortal is at least a thousand times.
Because the later stage and Dacheng are only the realm of transcendence, the power gap between the two small realms, while the Tribulation Immortal has entered another great realm of cultivation: Lijie.
The power distance between transcending mortals and calamity is not less than a thousand times compared to the weakest calamity powerhouse, even for the strongest transmutation expert.
Facing such a shocking and powerful man, these gangsters who had been full of evil in the past also lost their previous courage and did not dare to take a breath.
The women walked past one by one without choosing anyone, until he came to Li Kezhou.
She was stunned for no reason.
Because the man in front of her did not avoid her gaze like others, or even tremble, but looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze, as if she did not choose this man, but this man chose her.
Li Kezhou looked at the woman close at hand and thought to himself:
(No wonder those people were surrounding this woman like flies, trying to please her in every possible way. It was indeed not without reason.)
The temperament of this woman is different from the evil charm of Zhi Ye and the charm of Hong Lian. Instead, it gives people a kind of jade and purity that can only be seen from a distance. She is neither coquettish nor beautiful, and she wears wind and water.
In terms of a woman's original allure to a man, the unique, holy and pure temperament of the woman in front of her is no less attractive than Honglian's allure to a man.
The two looked at each other.
"Just you!!"
After the woman finished speaking, she turned and left.
"You sinful slave, you are so lucky that you were selected by Senior Sister Qiaomeng, and you still don't kneel down to thank me!" The man who followed the woman grovelingly with a whisk in his hand started shouting and yelling.
Li Kezhou glanced at him indifferently, without any expression.
The order was ignored. The man's face was dull, and his face turned red with anger: "How dare you! How dare you ignore my words? Kneel down quickly and kowtow to Senior Sister Qiaomeng..."
"Go away! If you make any more noise, I'll kill you." Li Kezhou said coldly, showing impatience.
"What!" The man muttered to himself in a daze, as if he couldn't believe his ears.
Li Kezhou glanced at him with disdain: "You are such a thing. I killed no less than a thousand people in the prison, but you still dare to boss me around. Get away."
"Bitch slave! How dare you speak to me like that? I wield the Immortal Killing Sword and have the right to kill you on the spot!" The man was furious and subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but then he saw the cold gaze from Qiaomeng.
His arrogance was suddenly half vented, and he could no longer pull out the hand holding the sword.
Li Kezhou glanced at the sword in his hand and smiled mockingly: "The Immortal Killing Sword! It's a good name, but it's still useful for you to use it to kill yourself."
The man was breathing heavily.
"Hahahaha..." The man Yu Heng, who was watching this scene from a distance, suddenly burst into laughter.
"It's unbelievable that a sin slave from the wild prison has such courage, but he is also smart enough. As soon as he was chosen by you Qiaomeng, he already knew how powerful he is."
Qiaomeng glanced at Li Kezhou and said indifferently: "Recognize your identity. Even if you become my sword slave, as long as you cause trouble for me, I will still expel you from my Dream Heart Courtyard."
Li Kezhou showed no fear on his face and showed no emotion at all.
The woman frowned slightly, then suddenly turned her hand, and a small seal appeared in her palm. She took the small seal and put it on Li Kezhou's forehead.
The angry man beside him kept chanting in his heart: "Resist quickly..."
Because as long as Li Kezhou resisted, he would have enough reason to pierce the opponent's body ten times with the immortal sword in his hand, and Qiao Meng would not have the slightest objection.
But he was disappointed. Li Kezhou didn't dodge at all. A small seal was placed on his forehead, and the word "Slave" flashed across his forehead.
At the same time, a strange mark invaded his sea of consciousness.
Just when this mark was about to take root in his soul, the Nine Snakes mark in the sea of consciousness seemed to have been invaded. It suddenly scattered white light. The foreign mark was swept away by the white light, and disappeared like a snowflake under the scorching sun.
traces.
Li Kezhou was overjoyed: (Zhi Ye is indeed right, the mark of the Nine Emperors and Heavenly Snake is indeed not comparable to the slave mark.)
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, from the outside, there is still a bloody word "Slave" on his forehead, but it is just superficial.
Qiaomeng glanced at the word "Slave" and nodded with satisfaction: "This is the shackles of your life. If you don't want to suffer, you must know how to follow the rules in your future work. If your barbaric behavior in prison happens again here, I will be the one to do it."
A single thought can make your life worse than death."