At this time, everything that happened outside has nothing to do with the strong people on the ground.

All the 100th place on the ground list were brought into the secret realm of Taoist platforms by the King of War.

After the dazzling light dissipated, the first thing everyone saw was the gorgeous throne floating high in the void.

That throne is their ultimate goal.

Everyone's eyes were full of desire, and deep in their eyes, they were wary of others and their determination to win the throne.

However, I was worried that I would first come forward and inflict public anger, and no one took the lead in occupying the throne.

They all made an appointment with each other. When the opponent was eliminated, no one would rob the throne. Then they could sit on the throne at any time.

However, fate played a joke with them, causing them to dodge their waists together.

In just a blink of an eye, they saw a woman in plain clothes in front of the throne.

Everyone's eyes almost opened.

There are people here who commit fouls!

Rong Xian, who happened to be standing in front of the throne, blinked again, and then murmured: "I'm not right, Tiandao sent me directly to the throne."

On the territory of the Heavenly Dao, the sky is hidden deep in Rong Xian’s consciousness and dare not emerge, for fear of being discovered by the Heavenly Dao.

Rong Xian didn't care that the sky was not talking to her. She simply walked towards the throne, not polite at all, and muttered as she walked: "Why didn't the Heavenly Dao send me directly to the throne? There would be no beginning or end to work, so unsatisfactory. If I were a minister of Rong, I wouldn't even send a spirit stone to it."

The sky who dared not speak: "..."

This rebellious son is probably going to be finished!

On the territory of Tiandao, not only complain that he can't do things when he hears, but also wants Tiandaobai to do things.

Why don’t you go to heaven?

Unfortunately, I could only say this quietly. I noticed a shocking force sweeping over. The sky shivered and hid itself deeper.

Then it keenly sensed that its cub was struck by lightning.

Cang Tian: "..." This seems to be the second time.

Heaven shed tears of sympathy in her heart and said hypocritically: It’s not that the old father is incompetent, but that the enemy is too powerful.

After sighing, Cangtian couldn't help but wonder. Why is this tone a little familiar?

Outside, Rong Xian was struck by the divine thunder from the sky.

Rong Xian stroked the skirt that was pleated out of the wrinkles, and quickly changed into a purple long skirt with a barrier.

After dispersing the barrier, she hesitated, like a child who had made a mistake, lowered her eyes slightly, pursed her lips and said blankly: "Have I said the wrong thing just now?"

The void is quiet, but the sky is amused and laughed. Don’t you know what’s wrong?

Rong Xian didn't know much about it. She put her sleeves together and her posture was romantic, as if the moon was in her arms, saying, "You can't be stingy when you are in the sky, otherwise no one can stand it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous intent attacked her very quickly.

Before this murderous aura fell, murderous intent from all directions rushed forward.

Depending on the situation, her approach to the throne had already inflicted public anger.

Rong Xian: “…”

Garbage Heavenly Way, conspiracy to murder me.

I won't shut up, I'll be beating.

When he said that, Rong Xian said: "The secret realm is simple and there is no creativity at first glance. The throne style is conservative and dilapidated. I don't know how many people have sat on it from ancient times to the present."

Speaking of this, her expression became subtle, and she also impressed her words and said with emotion: "The way of heaven is so poor."

I can't afford to manage the secret realm, nor can I forge a new throne without materials.

Heaven: Your Heavenly Dao Domineering may make you poorer!

At the same time, Rong Xian quickly retreated, reached out to hold it out of thin air, and a black sword appeared in his hand.

The cold cold air spreads in this world, and the attack that had not yet arrived was directly wiped out by the cold air.

"Xuanming Heavy Water Sword?" The person who came was shocked and suspicious. Obviously, he didn't expect that Rong Xian would have a sword refined by Xuanming Heavy Water.

Responding to him was the severe pain on his face. It turned out that when he was stunned, Rong Xian was very unruly and slapped his sword on his face.

Just like she walked towards the throne with a disagreement, she was not humble at all.

Well, since you are not a young lady, it doesn’t matter whether you have this face or not.

The man was pulled out, Rong Xian's right index finger and middle finger were tied together, and a sharp sword energy was drawn and chased after him.

Then he didn't even look at the man's life and death, and turned around and fought with the four people afterwards.

All four of them were strong on the ground list, and the power of the attack was quite powerful, and Rong Xian was at a disadvantage for a while.

But she strangely discovered that although these people were murderous, they showed mercy, as if they wanted to hurt her hard.

Rong Xian was too lazy to think about so much, especially after sensing that someone came again, she sighed in a similar way: "It's not a habit to bully the less with more."

After saying that, his palm suddenly slapped the sword, his eyes slightly closed, and the purple long skirt roared.

The cold sword energy came from all directions and endless void.

Each wisp of sword energy turned into a long sword, and each long sword was held by a purple figure who couldn't see clearly.

When looking at the figure, every path is Rong Xian.

The people who besieged Rong Xian were shocked. They had never seen this magical power before.

Rong Xian stood there without moving, and her eyes were still confined.

But every phantom can block an uninvited guest.

Although it was a bit difficult for Rong Xian to control so many clones, it was not very forced. After all, she had all cloned and experienced it.

Since others are shameless and bullying the less, she can only teach them how to be a human being.

As Rong Xian's eyelashes trembled, dozens of phantoms appeared on his sword.

In an instant, the monks, who were five to one or even six to one, said angrily: "Despicable!"

Rong Xian doesn't like to hear these words anymore.

She didn't care about the current tit-for-tat atmosphere, and opened her eyes and looked at the group of people. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, frozen on the mockery, and then said in surprise: "Despicable? What are you saying this in what capacity? Are you here? Seniors?"

She is not despicable. She didn't even attract incarnation, she just used her spiritual power to transform into a sword shadow.

Rong Xian touched her face and taught earnestly: "People should know how to cherish blessings, and not be greedy, otherwise they will suffer from bad consequences..."

"Shut up!" several people scolded.

Rong Xian, whose preaching was interrupted: "..."

She turned her head in confusion and saw two monks, one woman, staring at her with pale faces, as if they could die if she said one more word.

Rong Xian lowered his eyes, and his thick eyelashes formed a fan-shaped shadow under his eyes, which looked very fragile and harmless.

She hesitated and said, "I remember that I have not practiced the magic of the Spirit of Word."

The three monks were embarrassed. They couldn't say that they had already had psychological shadows after being suppressed by you in Qinglong City for three hours.

They still have shame.

The three of them looked at me and I looked at you, fighting with Jianying with a high-spirited battle, silent and without saying a word.
Chapter completed!