Tian Yuan

Naturally, outsiders cannot hear the talks of the powerhouses.

However, formations are always arranged, and Chen Qingyuan can figure out the intentions of the powerful with a little guesswork.

The Qiyan Tianmen Formation has countless magic lines, all over the starry sky.

The chariots of all parties retreated to the distance, and one after another strong men stepped into the formation.

There are 36 sects in the imperial state, eighteen veins in the western border, the forces in the eastern land and the northern wilderness, and so on.A total of hundreds of people came forward to suppress one side of the void and became a formation eye.

Liu Nansheng, the lord of the Ewha Palace, finally showed up.

Dressed in plain clothes, with a hair style thrown into a bun, a jade hairpin went through the bun, and a pair of jade-white pearl earrings.

The few wrinkles at the corners of the eyes mean that her youth has long passed away.

Even if the face does not look like a youth, it is still beautiful, graceful and luxurious.

"That is Holy Master Pear Blossom, the woman who once made the old monk's heart flutter."

Chen Qingyuan looked up at Liu Nansheng who was walking slowly, thinking to himself.

"Holy Master Liu."

Powerful people from all walks of life clasped their fists and saluted one after another, with an excellent attitude.

For this legendary Lord of Pear Blossoms, the bigwigs in the Kunlun world also have to pay three points of respect, not daring to offend easily.

Relying on his own power, Liu Nansheng controlled the huge southern region, strength and means are indispensable.

Facing the overtures from the monks, Liu Nansheng just nodded slightly without changing his face.

Everyone was not dissatisfied with this, and thought it was reasonable, because she had the strength to show off.

If one day Liu Nansheng is not so indifferent, it will make all the monks feel that something is wrong.

"This old man intends to take the risk, who else is willing?"

It is [-] years old from Chang'an, and there are very few life spans left.Therefore, he wanted to find a great opportunity in the imperial palace, prolong his life, and even explore a higher realm to spy on the other side.

"This seat is willing to go."

Liu Nansheng took countless steps and came directly in front of the crowd.

"With the help of Holy Master Liu, there will be gains."

The skin at the corners of Li Chang'an's mouth piled together, showing a smile, complimenting him.

"Count me in."

The ancestor of Xuanjimen in Dizhou volunteered.

"Can the poor monk enter the venue?"

Zen Master Wuchen from the Buddhist sect was unwilling to be lonely, and golden lotuses grew under his feet, and the Buddha's light filled the sky, full of coercion.

Only seven top experts can be selected at most, and they will go to the imperial palace above the desolate star to try.

Qiyan Tianmen Formation, seven people is the limit.

The rest of the powerhouses turned into formation eyes, temporarily put aside past grievances, and jointly resisted the coming risks.

As long as the door of the imperial palace can be opened, no matter how big the risk is, you have to try it.

"If Diwei is strong enough, these people will probably fall together."

Chen Qingyuan only dared to murmur these words in his heart, not daring to speak out, as it would easily offend others.

If all these strong men were to die, it would bring disaster to many forces in the world, and it would also cause turmoil in the world.

"Saint, do you think they can succeed?"

Chen Qingyuan looked at Wang Shutong beside him, and asked softly.

"can."

Wang Shutong nodded heavily, without any doubt.

"Idle is idle, how about we make a bet?"

From Chen Qingyuan's point of view, it is not an easy task to break through the gate of the imperial palace.

"What are you betting on?" Wang Shutong turned his head and looked puzzled.

"I bet they can't get in."

Chen Qingyuan said in a low voice.

"What do you want to bet on?"

Wang Shutong thought that he would definitely not lose.

The next moment, the corners of Chen Qingyuan's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at Wang Shutong seriously.

Stared at by such weird eyes, Wang Shutong felt uncomfortable all over, and said in a cold voice, "Say it quickly."

"Small gambling is fun, winning or losing is not important, don't hurt your friendship." Chen Qingyuan thought for a while, and said seriously: "How about betting on three top-quality spiritual veins?"

Hearing this, Wang Shutong was stunned.

Three top-quality spiritual veins, do you call this a small bet?

To be honest, even if Wang Shutong is the saint of the Ewha Palace, he probably only has so many resources.It is equivalent to betting against each other this time, directly betting all the money of the family.

"Mr. Chen, it seems that you made a lot of money at the Baimai Feast!"

Wang Shutong recalled what Chen Qingyuan had done in Baimai Feast, making a fortune and having countless resources.

"Fortunately, I can barely maintain my life."

Chen Qingyuan smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Wang Shutong really wanted to beat Chen Qingyuan up.However, she looked at Chen Qingyuan's expression that didn't seem to be fake. Could it be that so many resources are not enough for him to squander?

"Okay, bet."

Wang Shutong gritted his teeth.

"Come on, let's sign as a witness."

Chen Qingyuan was familiar with this kind of thing, and quickly wrote a gambling agreement, signed his name, and pressed a fingerprint.

"Are you afraid that I will renege on you?"

Looking at the special paper handed in front of him, Wang Shutong laughed angrily.

"That's not true. The process that should be followed must be followed, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings and hurt friendship."

Chen Qingyuan explained.

"You and I can't be called friends!"

Wang Shutong's space with a radius of one foot was frozen, and the chill spread.

"It will definitely be in the future."

In order to deceive people into gambling, Chen Qingyuan was very polite.

Anyway, it's not the first day I met Chen Qingyuan. When he was at Baimai Feast, he worked so hard to make money.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Shutong pressed a fingerprint.

Afterwards, Chen Qingyuan engraved a copy of the VAM agreement and handed it to Wang Shutong, while he took the other copy.

It's more interesting to watch the excitement after placing a bet.

It's just a few top-quality spiritual veins, if you lose, you lose, and it won't hurt Chen Qingyuan's root.

"Get ready to do it!"

On the edge of the desolate star, all the heroes are in formation, and everything is ready.

Li Chang'an, Liu Nansheng, Zen Master Wuchen and others began to approach the imperial palace.

In the Taiwei Imperial Palace, mist curled up.

Looking at it from a distance, there is a feeling of spying on the land of real immortals, without any hint of blasphemy.

"on!"

Soon, a group of seven people came to the outside of the white jade staircase in the main hall of the emperor's palace.If you can climb the stairs, you can lead to the imperial palace.

Everyone looked at each other several times, and they were mentally prepared to face the great terror.

"Kick!"

The seven of them took a step forward at the same time, about to step on the first white jade ladder.

At this moment, the mutation protruded.

"boom--"

The ancient power came from a certain corner of the imperial palace and directly bombarded Liu Nansheng and the others.

This terrifying force came so fast that everyone had no time to react.

"Plop, plop..."

Everyone was shocked back, the blood in the body kept tumbling, and the soul was almost blasted out of the body.

At the same time, the barrier of Qiyan Tianmen Formation set off a huge disturbance, trembling endlessly.

This power was absorbed by the formation, and then let everyone in the formation bear it together.

Hundreds of top experts are supporting this large formation together, and the power distributed to each person has been reduced many times.However, a very small number of old guys were almost seriously injured by the shock, and their whole body was shivering, and they were terrified.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The ancient bronze bell in the depths of the imperial palace swayed gently, and the bell rang ripplingly, hitting the soul directly.