Nine Sun Dragon God

Chapter 142
"Cough! Come on, do the math! Touch your chest to count your marriage, touch your hands to test your fortune! Ten yuan crystals once..."

In the wide area below the ice wall of the cold abyss, an old man wearing a shabby gossip suit sat cross-legged on the ground, with a lot of talismans, tokens, bells and other things in front of him.

This person is a fortune teller.

In front of him, stood a group of female cultivators, most of whom were slender and outstanding, watching the changes in the rankings on the ice wall.

"Who is this old man? He actually set up a fortune-telling stall in this cold abyss trial place? I don't know how he got in..."

A woman turned around and glanced, quite surprised.

"There is no vitality fluctuation in this person, he doesn't look like a casual cultivator."

……

"Hey, girls! I am also a tester, if you don't believe me, look there, promise, and my name!"

The fortune teller smiled shyly and pointed to the ice wall, and all the girls looked over after hearing the reputation.

I saw that at a height of less than half a millimetre, just over one hundred feet, there was an impressive engraving of the word "Magic Fortune".

"Hey, don't look at the fact that my name is not very high, but it's also for these children." Seeing the speechless expressions on the faces of the girls after seeing it clearly, the fortune teller laughed and said.

"Come on, look! This 'Flying Ascension Talisman' works very well, why don't you know about it?"

Suddenly, the magic operator pointed to the mountain of talismans in front of him and said.

"'Ascension Talisman'? What is this?"

These women were quite curious, they gathered around, someone picked up a slightly yellowed talisman and looked around, but they didn't see anything.

"Hey, you haven't seen this thing before? It's only made by mediots. It's specially designed for this kind of cold place. It can make people fly quickly, and it's not difficult to break through a thousand feet easily!"

The fortune-telling man relished talking.

"Old man, you're just bragging! Then why are you only a hundred feet tall?"

A woman stared at the fortune teller with contempt.

"I'm doing it out of humility. If you don't believe me, have you seen the ranking? The surname is Xiao... Oh no, that young man in white was able to soar quickly by using the old man's 'Ascension Talisman'..."

The fortune teller laughed out loud, stroking his black beard.

In the ranking on the ice wall, many azure blue lights flickered, but there were not many light clusters that continued to rise at this moment, and there was only one light cluster with an explosive climbing speed!
It was projected by Xiao Yun!

"That person... are you sure he used your talisman to become so powerful? Are you serious?!"

Immediately, when the fortune teller said this, many monks around were attracted and asked hurriedly.

"Exactly! This 'Flying Ascension Talisman' is limited in quantity until it is sold out. There are three yuan crystals for one, and three yuan crystals for ten yuan crystals. Come and have a look, and I will guarantee you to soar a thousand feet... eh, don’t squeeze! If you have a share, give it to Yuan Jing first!"

Before the words fell, everyone rushed forward.

……

"Bastard... what luck!"

Qin Hao frowned and looked up, his fists clenched tightly.

Just now he tried his best to see the scene that made him vomit blood with anger!
It was because of that Buddha's name that he retreated resentfully and failed, but Xiao Yun used it to fly high, like a stepping stone borrowing strength, completely unharmed.

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"Oh? Interesting junior..."

Seeing Xiao Yun get away, the boy in red let out a small gasp, then turned his eyes away from Xiao Yun, staring at the area above the two thousand feet above the ice wall of the cold abyss, thoughtfully.

There, there are very few monks, and it is already the limit altitude for ordinary monks in the Dongtian Realm.

"Hey, how about we have a bet? Let's see which kid can win the championship in one fell swoop?"

Glancing slightly, the boy in red said to Ling Luo.

"Anything! I bet on the young man in blue, who is 340 and [-] feet tall!"

Wu Zhenxie said, grinning grimly.

The boy in red glanced at Wu Zhenxie impatiently, and then looked at the person he was talking about.

It was a slender young man who was cross-legged inside a stone carving, and there was an ice-blue light flashing occasionally between his brows, which was a crescent moon pattern.

"Yuezong... Interesting, old poison, you don't bet on your own baby, but you want to bet on the people of Yuezong?"

Startled for a moment, the boy in red had an indiscernible flash in his eyes, and then asked with a smile.

"Exactly!"

Wu Zhenxie's cold eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "The bet is this bronze piece, which was obtained from a tomb of a great emperor floating outside the Eastern Desolate Star Territory. Strange power..."

Hearing this, Lingluo and the boy in red stared intently.

Seeing that the bronze piece in Wu Zhenxie's hand was about half the size of a palm and stained with moss, at this moment, under Wu Zhenxie's deliberate urging, it levitated and rotated, and a special breath spread out.

"Old Poison, this thing in your palm is the treasure you mentioned last time? It's okay, I will bet against this blood streamer, let alone the refining process, Jie Jie..."

The red-clothed boy glanced coldly, and took out a small streamer from his bosom, about one cubit long, red all over, very delicate, but that smear of red, like a sea of ​​blood condensed, exuded a very strong blood evil aura, and seemed to be soaked in blood. Cutting, something salvaged from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

"I bet on that little girl... old man Lingluo, who do you bet on first?"

The boy in red threw the red flag in front of him and hung it in the air, then turned his head and asked, with a rather curious expression on his face.

"The old man is betting on the young man who escaped from the Nine Hundred Zhang Buddha's name."

After pondering for a while, Lingluo stroked his beard and sighed secretly, and when he raised his finger, the sapphire fingers flashed brilliantly, and a jade vase hung quietly in front of the three of them, which was not surprising, but it immediately attracted the surprise of the two of them!
Wu Zhenxie stared coldly, as if he had glimpsed the contents of the bottle through the jade bottle, he couldn't help but move his expression slightly, and said in surprise: "Lingluo, you are really willing, this thing is extraordinary, hard to find in the world, just Aren't you afraid that if you lose, it will fall into my hands?"

Lingluo said indifferently: "In this game, winning or losing is not up to you and me, and all the bets will be given to the person with the first name in Bingya, so... do you want to?"

"Heh... why don't you dare?" The boy in red didn't care, and turned his eyes to the cliff.

"As long as it's the cultivation of the Southern Territory, it doesn't matter if it's a gift!" After thinking about it, Wu Zhenxie smiled happily.

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The cold wind howls.

"Brother Huang, that man is here again!"

Zhao Yang exclaimed, he felt the clouds and mist billowing underneath, and a strong aura was approaching, when he glanced at it, he was shocked immediately.

"Oh, it hasn't fallen into the sky yet?"

Looking intently, Zhao Hao couldn't stop frowning, he immediately made a formula, turned his palms with surging vitality, and transformed into a Dharma cauldron with brilliant light, and suppressed it with a bang!

Seeing this, the other two princes of Zhao State did not think too much about it. They cast spells at the same time, and rays of light appeared in the air, continuously killing Xiao Yun!
But at this moment, Xiao Yun is struggling to soar up, the speed is extremely fast, breaking through a thousand feet in the blink of an eye, like a stream of light, heading straight to the sky.

"Disperse!"

Xiao Yun's expression was stern, he didn't want to entangle with others anymore, instead of retreating, he went forward.

After experiencing the impact of the Buddha's name, Xiao Yun was full of energy and his blood was boiling.

That inexplicable Buddha's rhyme slowly merged into his dantian in an undetectable manner, making Xiao Yun's dantian glow at this moment, as if the body of a monk with great supernatural powers formed a world of his own, hiding a divine light, constantly emitting brilliant treasures. Light, look at the sky at this moment!

His eyes flashed, and he raised his palm suddenly, a huge handprint suddenly gathered in front of him, the golden light flowed, and the rumbling sound trembled in all directions.

At the moment when several attacks touched Xiao Yun, roars roared from all directions, and the cold mist surged like waves. The attack of the three of them collapsed immediately and scattered in all directions! !
"not good!"

Zhao Hao was startled, and immediately walked out of the stone carving, quickly took out several small swords from the Qiankun bag, flicked his right hand, and flew towards Xiao Yun, tried his best to practice the spell again, and shouted: "Kill!"

Under the traction of Zhao Hao's technique, those flying swords immediately formed a sword formation, and they were neatly arranged. During the rapid rotation, there were also cyan wind blades that transformed into some kind of seal, shining with sharp light, charging head-on. To Xiao Yun.

"Brother!!"

Zhao Teng and Zhao Yang's faces paled in an instant, and they felt a surging force rushing towards them, as if they were being crushed by a great mountain!
The moment Xiao Yun flew past, the two formed seals again, and wanted to cast spells, but Xiao Yun brushed his sleeves indifferently, and a majestic force swept over!

Cracks exploded on the ice wall, and the roar was earth-shattering. Before the desperate counterattack of the two could be used, the seals in their palms were all shattered. They immediately dodged, but they couldn't avoid it.

"Why is this breath suddenly so powerful..."

Zhao Hao's eyes were bloodshot, seeing the two imperial brothers fall into the air, he was filled with resentment.

boom!
When the flying swords descended, Xiao Yun showed no fear, his eyes were still indifferent, he raised his palm again, suddenly a huge force surged from his fingertips, and roared towards Zhao Hao!

He made finger prints one after another, and at the moment of touching, the flying swords that were trapped and killed were all shaken, and they all rolled backwards and scattered, stirring up a cold wind.

In this icy world, Xiao Yun bullied himself, his movements were extremely fast, and he came a foot away from Zhao Hao as if he had teleported.

Xiao Yun stretched out his palm and slapped out. In the raging wind, he knocked the stunned Zhao Hao into the air, and fell to the bottom without even being able to engrave his name.

……

After a long while, Zhao Su saw his three imperial brothers descending from the sky one by one, looking very embarrassed, he couldn't help being surprised, and thought something was wrong in his heart.

"Brother Huang, could it be that kid..."

Zhao Su hurriedly ran to help the three of them up, feeling unbelievable in his heart.

'Could it be that the man's cultivation base is already a hole in the sky?Even the three imperial brothers are no match for him...'

"Cough!" Zhao Yang spurted blood, raised his sleeve, and said with a stern look: "This person insulted my Great Zhao, and when he lands, I swear to kill him!"

All the monks around were shocked.

"That person actually knocked a member of Zhao's royal family off the ice wall?!"

"Who is he! Isn't he afraid of Zhao Guo's revenge?"

"Look, his ranking is over two thousand feet!"

……

Everyone saw that on the glinting blue ice wall, the projection representing Xiao Yun directly broke through the [-]-foot engraved line and entered the area where there were less than ten people!

"This year's battle is different from usual. I wonder if this monk who has never left an inscription before is from the Immortal Sect or from the ancient country?"

"Hehe, no matter how defiant this person is, he will stop at the top ten at most. Don't you see that the fairy has passed two thousand and seven hundred feet at this moment?"

"That's right, with a distance of less than a hundred feet, Fairy was able to break the record set by the Daozi of the Saint Martial Sect ten years ago. This year's number one, no accident, can only be her!"

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In the team of Great Wilderness Gate.

With Junya's beautiful hair fluttering, she raised her hand and lightly brushed it behind her ear, her beautiful eyes staring at the ice wall, feeling a little surprised and shocked in her heart.

"That person hasn't fallen yet? I've been waiting for almost an hour after engraving the name, but it's really slow..."

In the team, Han Xiaoshan muttered.

"Don't be impatient... Every time you go through the cold abyss trial, you must go through this test. If there are people with outstanding talents, it is not uncommon to wait for a day or two." Turning her head slightly, Jun Ya reprimanded softly.

"Know it."

Han Xiaoshan stopped talking, imitating other disciples, and waited cross-legged.

Junya turned around, her eyes focused on the two thousand feet above the ice wall.

There was Xiao Yun's swiftly flying figure.

After being informed by the tribe, she was a little curious. Jun Xue's elder brother who had "died prematurely" also "miraculously" came in this trial, and he was still disguised as Jun Mo. She didn't know where he would go in the end.

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At this moment, on the ice wall, it is 730 feet high.

In a stone carving, a beautiful woman sits cross-legged, breathing out with her eyes closed, recovering her vitality and preparing for the next sprint.

The higher you go, the fewer the stone carvings with names left, and there are not many places to borrow.

Suddenly, Tang Xinqi blinked her eyelashes, opened her beautiful eyes, her expression seemed to be in disbelief, her lips trembled slightly: "It's him..."

(End of this chapter)