Lan Xiaobu asked a monk from the Gods beside him, "This fellow Taoist, why do these two people fight here? Does Xiaotian Neighborhood City care about it?"

The monk from the God of God glanced at Lan Xiaobu. He was quite handsome. He probably came new, because in the Great Trail Gobi Valley, strange faces often came in, and they were all teleported from the Void Transmission Channels in various parts of the vast universe.

Although he didn't want to pay attention to Lan Xiaobu, when he saw the Saint Qianqi beside Lan Xiaobu, his eyes twitched slightly. He quickly moved his eyes away from Saint Qianqi, and said with a smile, "One of these two people belongs to the Daoting Alliance, and the other belongs to the Tianjie Alliance. Everyone in Xiaotian Neighborhood City knows that the Daoting Alliance and the Tianjie Alliance are incompatible and often take action due to various problems. The reason why they fought today was because the two had a dispute over the location of a store, and then they went to the Battle Platform to resolve the issue."

Lan Xiaobu quickly asked, "Which one is from the Dao Ting Alliance?"

"That long-haired monk is from the Tao Ting Alliance, and the monk whose magic weapon is the Buddhist bead is from the Tianjie Alliance." The monk He Shen replied helplessly.

"Why don't you see the leader of the Daoting Alliance coming?" Lan Xiaobu's divine thoughts had already been swept, and there was no Zhao Gongming here.

"President Zhao has been out for more than a month and hasn't come back yet. I guess he's bound by something." After answering this question by the God Realm, he no longer wanted to answer the question behind Lan Xiaobu, so he simply walked away in a few steps...

Lan Xiaobu didn't care about this guy. Since the long-haired monk was from the Tao Ting Alliance, after the battle was over, he would come forward and ask clearly.

At this moment, the eighteen Buddhist beads of a slightly fat monk suddenly turned into three Buddhist bead lines, and these three Buddhist bead lines locked the entire space of the fighting platform. At this moment, not to mention the long-haired man, even the monks outside the fighting platform felt that the space began to stagnate, and a terrible binding force swept over. Obviously, this was an extension of the constraints on the rules of space.

"Lianzhu Locking Kong..." Someone knew the origin of this magical power and couldn't help but speak out.

Lan Xiaobu, a scattered beads, has also heard that it is a great power of Buddhism. Once this scattered beads are locked, it means that this space will be controlled by the scattered beads in a short time. Everything in this space can only be slaughtered.

Lan Xiaobu also sighed that he wanted to rescue him, but he didn't know the rules here. The two of them fought, and if they helped him, even if they saved the long-haired man, they would probably be boycotted and looked down upon by everyone in the end.

At this moment, Lan Xiaobu only planned to save the long-haired man's soul later. With the good things on him, as long as he has the soul, he can still survive.

Even Lan Xiaobu was not optimistic about the long-haired man. When a line of beads was about to pass through his eyebrows, he actually broke free from the empty space of the beads. Then his spear turned into a violent vortex of gun force.

Eighteen Buddhist beads were almost swept away by the spear vortex during their breathing time, and the space locked by the eighteen Buddhist beads instantly opened up. At this moment, a spear light suddenly rushed out from the spear vortex and rushed towards the slightly fat man's eyebrows.

The slightly fat man's realm was torn apart by the spear vortex. He was locked by the other party's spear vortex like the previous man. At this moment, he could only watch the other party's spear about to tear his eyebrows.

Almost everyone did not react to the changes in this moment.

Lan Xiaobu secretly said, "What a magical power, this is definitely the top-level gun magical power field, and this fat cultivator is dead."

But at this moment, a huge fist shadow appeared on the fighting platform, and the fist shadow hit the long-haired man.

The guy who used his boxing shadow was even stronger than the man with long hair. At this moment, the man with long hair was almost gambled, so how could he block this boxing shadow?

Boom! The gun light dissipated, and the long-haired man flew backwards. The fat cultivator of the Tianjie League retreated to the edge of the battle platform with a look of horror. If someone hadn't helped him, he would have been dead.

Before the long-haired man could land, a terrifying sword light slashed from the void and slashed directly at the neck of the long-haired man. Not only did this guy destroy the fighting method of the fighting platform, he also had to take the opportunity to kill the man in the factory.

Lan Xiaobu was furious. He blasted out dozens of soul thorns without hesitation. At the same time, the Qiyin halberd was sacrificed and turned into a halberd light and smashed it out.

As soon as he saw the defense restrictions of this battle station, he felt strange. The ninth-level defensive divine formation only prevented the people inside the battle station from being bombed out, but did not prevent people outside from entering at all. Unexpectedly, the people outside on the battle station could also intervene, and even kill the people who fought on the battle station. This is really a long time to live.

Boom! The terrifying divine essence exploded in the void, the Taoist rhyme was torn to pieces, and the space began to tremble violently.

The long-haired man grabbed his spear with a pale face and stood aside. He knew that he had been rescued, otherwise he would have been killed just now.

Lan Xiaobu swept away the eighteen Buddhist beads with one hand, and then stared at the guy in front of him. This was a tall man with a pale complexion, and he was probably at the peak of the quasi-saint's strength.

"You dare to interfere with the battle on the battle table. Are you looking for death?" The tall male cultivator stared at Lan Xiaobu, with a murderous tone. However, he did not take action. He knew very well that Lan Xiaobu's strength would not be worse than him. At that moment, he took action first but suffered a small loss. If he hadn't seen the opportunity, his sea of ​​consciousness would have been torn apart by the other party.

It’s not that his divine essence and domain are insufficient, but that the other party actually knows the magical attack method.

When you practice to their level, you will basically have some attack methods for spiritual consciousness. You may blast into a quasi-saint-level sea of ​​consciousness, which is terrible. This is definitely the top-level magical attack power. You must always be careful when fighting with such people, because a sea of ​​consciousness may be blown by the other party.

"Idiot." Lan Xiaobu cursed disdainfully, then turned to the long-haired man.

The long-haired man had already calmed down and clasped his fists at Lan Xiaobu, "Bei thanked fellow Taoists for helping me. If it weren't for the fellow Taoists' help, I would have been ambushed and plotted against by this shameless person."

"Dare to care about my Tianjie League, the new boy is very tired of living." A cold voice came, and then Lan Xiaobu saw two people coming from afar.

The guy in front looked very weird. This was the first time Lan Xiaobu saw a square eye man. This guy really had a pair of square eyes, which looked like a smart device. In addition to the special square eyes, his skin was like a dead tree bark, which made people feel uncomfortable to see. His hair was also gray, just like a scarecrow thrown in a garbage dump, which was accidentally cleaned up by sweeping the garbage.

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What surprised Lan Xiaobu even more was that he actually knew the monk who followed this Eye Man's back door.

"Friend, the guy in front is Saint Heku, the leader of the Tianjie League, and he is very strong. Behind him is a guy who has not been here for long, named Tu Wang." Beiji quickly said beside Lan Xiaobu.

"Let's go down first." Lan Xiaobu's seven-tone halberd rolled up in his hand, and the nine-level protective formation was torn apart by his seven-tone halberd, and then Lan Xiaobu fell to Qianqi in one step.

Seeing Lan Xiaobu easily tore the Nine-level protection array ban on the Fighting Platform, everyone was secretly shocked. The Nine-level Divine Array ban was torn apart like this, and it was obviously a Nine-level Divine Array Emperor. It is best not to mess with him.

Bei was also very shocked. Lan Xiaobu seemed not very old, but could easily tear the ninth level divine ban.

People around us who were watching the fun were getting out of the way. Perhaps everyone knows that a fierce battle is about to begin.

This is too common in Xiaotian Neighborhood City. Xiaotian Neighborhood City will fight fiercely every few days. Otherwise, Xiaotian Street would not be so broken.

"It's you?" Tu Wang also saw Lan Xiaobu, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Lan Xiaobu is a domineering person in Tianjie, but this place is not Tianjie. Today he didn't squeeze out all the things on Lan Xiaobu's body, and he came here for nothing. He knew very well how rich Lan Xiaobu was, and he had Taoist fruits like colorful immortal zhi on his body.

"Fellow Daoist Tu Wang, do you know this ant?" Saint Heku asked in surprise.

Tu Wang smiled, "I know you even burned it to ashes with the boy. He cheated a bunch of top-quality divine veins on Tianjie. Not only that, he also cheated the saints of destruction and cursed saints."

"He is the Heavenly God Realm ants you mentioned before who accidentally entered Tianjie and had a bunch of Taoist fruits on his body?" Saint Heku's eyes lit up. At this moment, Lan Xiaobu shone in his eyes, like a mountain of gold. Although he was also a monk from Tianjie, when he left Tianjie, Lan Xiaobu had not yet arrived at Tianjie.

Lan Xiaobu's eyes fell on Tu Wang and smiled, "My surname is Tu, I thought you have grown a little bit over the years, but I didn't expect that after so many years, you will get worse and worse. Your Bu Master will let you know the consequences of selling fake goods later."

Tu Wang sneered, "Boy, I'll see how you get out of this saint's Nine-ring Mother-son Knife today."

"Senior Qianqi, please help me stare at that Heku. I want to teach this person surnamed Tu a lesson today." Lan Xiaobu stepped forward.

Tu Wang should still be a quasi-saint, and as long as he is not in the saint realm, he can fight.

Qianqi nodded, stared at Saint Heku's mouth but said, "Don't worry about this fake saint, I promise he won't disturb you."

Before, she had never seen through Lan Xiaobu's specific cultivation level, but just now, Lan Xiaobu blocked a guy with the peak strength of the quasi-saint, which shows that Lan Xiaobu's strength can definitely be against Tu Wang.
Chapter completed!