The Chronicle of the Sea Emperor of Another World

Renyi became darker for a moment, and Jimo Cheng didn't intend to push him too hard. He followed some simple steps taught by Wu Shang and moved a few steps to the left, but there was still a feeling that something was wrong in his heart. Feeling locked by that person, the few steps just now were useless.

"Oh?" Looking playfully at the big bone stick that was thrown at him, Jimo Li raised his sleeves, sacrificed the defensive magic weapon that Ran himself refined, and at the same time covered himself with his divine sense.

Sure enough, the feeling of being locked in disappeared. According to his understanding of archers, Jimo Li quickened his pace, opened the distance between the two of them, raised his hand, and drew his bow in the air.

Under the control of spiritual consciousness, the invisible spiritual power gathered on the bowstring, and accumulated little by little into an arrow. When he let go, the arrow made of spiritual power shot into the air.

People in the audience were puzzled, and some even laughed contemptuously, "This is too accurate." No one shoots people but shoots the arrow in the air.

The Night King squinted his eyes and looked towards the mid-air. It should be the spiritual power of the wood attribute. The arrow exuding a faint green spiritual power paused in the mid-air and fell down again, but the speed was strangely slow, almost halfway. A drop of half a foot.

The Night King looked at the big man with great interest. It seemed that he hadn't found the arrow at all, so he would be out of luck.

To be able to break free from the spell that locked his breath, it seems that the child in front of him should be in a state above his own, but it's okay, a doll at such a young age will definitely not have the strength of the Nascent Soul stage, and he in the heartbeat stage is against the spirit. It's not that the lonely period is incapable of fighting, but it needs to be more careful.

The big man quickly thought about the countermeasures in his mind, and his feet suddenly accelerated, and he ran towards the direction of Jimo City. The big stick in his hand was thrown towards the sky, making a whistling sound like a wheel, the sound was erratic, and there was a bit Ethereal feeling.

After shooting the first arrow, the corners of Cheng Cheng's mouth curled up slightly, but he didn't notice it. Then the outcome was basically decided, and he fled backwards holding the wooden moon bow. Green arrows shot towards the big man.

Obviously, these arrows didn't cost too much spiritual power, so they were so clearly visible, but they still hurt when they were shot on the body. If they avoided it, their speed would slow down, and they didn't sprint to that annoying little guy quickly.

The big man opened his mouth angrily and panted, it seemed that he was planning to play a war of attrition, and the big man was not stupid, so he pointed at the bone stick in midair.

The bone-shaped stick absorbed all the faint fluorescent lights around it, and turned faster. Just when the stick seemed to have turned so hard that the shadow could not be seen clearly, the stick turned into a green light wheel and rushed towards the place where Jimo Cheng was. come over.

Cheng Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the ring of light, and at the same time circled his fingers, and received the bowl-shaped magic weapon in front of him to protect his own safety. Transparent pastel arrows.

The bone stick let out a scream when it was about to rush in front of Cheng Cheng, and it scattered into green light all over the sky, and slowly disappeared.

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, the big man's body slowly fell down, his eyes were closed, and he passed out.

This... Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, what's going on?

Chapter 060: Great War ([-])

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Chapter 060 Battle ([-])

Ye Wang picked up the tea beside him and took a leisurely sip. He didn't expect that the arrow would actually attack the soul. He was caught off guard and coupled with the difference in realm, that big man was naturally no match for Jimo Cheng.

The corner of Ye Wang's mouth is slightly bent, what should I do, I am more and more interested in you, or should I wait for Huang Ao to finish before we start?Lord Night King thought in embarrassment.

The battle was still raging in the arena, although the next few people knew that the almost transparent arrow was weird, but either it was because of too much difference in cultivation level that they couldn't detect the specific position of the arrow, or because they paid too much attention to it. Because of that arrow, too many flaws were exposed, and it was easily repelled by Jimo Cheng.

After the fourth challenger was also hit by the arrow and fell unconscious, the atmosphere around the third ring was not only not suppressed, but became even more heated.

There are also several cultivators who have won four games in a row, and they will definitely be challenged in the fifth game. I wonder if this beautiful and delicate child can become the first to successfully defend the ring?

I don't know who will start first, the sea people below all clapped their hands excitedly, "Little guy, come on."

"Come on, win five games in a row." Such cheers came and went.

Amidst the applause of the crowd, a coquettish woman jumped onto the ring, a long black whip in her hand flicked like a spirit snake, ready to attack at any time.

Seeing that it was a female cultivator who seldom appeared on stage, the booing from below became even louder.

"Little brother-brother, you have to be ready? I am not the soft-legged crabs in front." The beautiful woman said softly.

Jimo Cheng also raised his lips slightly, "Then come."

After receiving the referee's signal, the woman shook her hand, and the black long whip turned into a black long snake and wrapped itself around Cheng Cheng's leg in an instant.The speed is so fast that it makes people smack their tongues.

It seems that this person is also taking the dexterous guerrilla route, Jimo Li lightly tapped his feet, staggering a few steps according to the Jiugong Bagua pace, avoiding the woman's whip.

She didn't shoot the arrow towards the sky either, but she used the pen to swim at a faster speed, shooting an arrow from time to time at an extremely tricky angle.

The woman's eyes lit up, and she also walked around in the opposite direction at a fast pace. The whip in her hand danced into a cloud of black ink to wrap herself up, and from time to time, she would attack quickly like a burst and retract it.

The audience in the audience were all dumbfounded. This, is this really a battle between cultivators?

Shouldn't the cultivators stand face to face, with magic weapons and spells flying together, whoever has the strongest magic weapon, who has the most powerful spells, and whoever has the higher cultivation level will win?

When have you ever seen a battle full of chaos like this?

Jimo Cheng was still twirling lightly, but the woman was impatient, she raised her hand and threw the long whip in her hand, she didn't know what formula was used, a black formula landed on the long whip, that A black whip turned into a slender snake.

With its flat triangular tongue and the foul-smelling gas that spewed out of its mouth, it was definitely a very poisonous snake.

The female cultivator seemed to have great confidence in the snake, and did not control it much. Instead, she sat down cross-legged and adjusted the depleted true energy just now.

The long black snake opened its bloody mouth wide, twisted its waist, and rushed towards Jimo Cheng as quickly as lightning.

As soon as he took a few steps under his feet, Jimo Cheng knew something was wrong. The speed of this snake was faster than his own. It was simply unrealistic to fight guerrilla warfare, so the only choice was to take it.

So holding the wooden moon bow, he rushed towards the long snake. The long bow was placed flat on his chest, and the black snake transformed into a long whip saw the guy who kept wandering rushing towards him, so he also turned around and walked towards him. Jimo Cheng rushed away.

The distance was a little closer, and he could even smell the stench from the mouth of the black snake. Jimo Li wrinkled his nose and took a few steps to the right just before the contact. The lower abdomen of the snake is raised upwards.

The sharp blade of Muyue's bow pierced straight into the belly of the black snake under the impact of the huge force when Hei and Jimo Li collided.

The black snake twisted suddenly, and its body swung on the ring. At the same time, black blood oozes from the corner of the woman's mouth. She raised her head and looked at Jimo Cheng with resentment.

Use the tip of the wooden moon bow to touch the black snake's seven inches, "If you don't have other thoughts, how can I destroy your magic weapon?"

Said lightly, the tip of the blade pierced downwards, the black snake twisted violently, its vitals were restrained, unable to use any strength at all, it could only stop slowly.

The woman touched her face, then looked at Jimo Cheng, she didn't speak, but jumped off the stage and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

The Hai people in the audience were stunned for a while, confused by the rapidly changing situation on the stage, but they quickly realized that this beautiful child was the first cultivator to successfully defend the ring in the third ring, which meant that Then he can register his name on the red cloth.

Amid the cheers of the Hai Clan, the Night King jumped out and wrote the name of the youngest cultivator on it himself—Chen Mo.

Chen Mo, Mo Cheng, while writing down their names, Ye Wang smiled playfully, turned his head slightly to look at the stage, there seemed to be Huang Ao's aura just now, what happened to her?Isn't such a crazy action afraid of spoiling the Lord's great event?

The faint smile on his face just now disappeared, replaced by a condensed expression.

Chapter 061 Banquet

But being able to dominate one side for such a long time, the Night King easily controlled the expression on his face, turned around with a smile on his face, "Let us congratulate the first monk who successfully defended the ring in the three rounds, and let us honor this young monk—— Cheer, Chen Mo."

The Night King raised his hand, and the audience burst into cheers.

A little embarrassed, Jimo Sheng jumped off the ring in a hurry, and dragged Ran and the others back to the inn.

It wasn't until he entered the room that Jimo Sheng let go of his hand, and the shy smile on his face disappeared, "Ran, I found a problem."

"Oh?" Jimo Ran was a little strange, what could make Shengcheng so cautious.

"That woman just now... If I remember correctly, she should be Le Zhengmei." Jimo Cheng squeezed his chin, "Although she has a different aura mixed in now, you can still recognize her eyes and casual small movements." of."

Jimo Ran frowned slightly, and looked at the chief executive Gongyang who was sitting beside him, "Gangyang, how did you deal with Le Zhengmei and them at that time?"

The chief steward who was named stood up immediately, "At that time, they were sent out of the palace directly. Concubine Le Gui seemed to be heading north towards the Frost Blue Sea. The other two concubines seem to be still in their respective mansions now."

The cloud of suspicion is getting bigger and bigger, and almost everyone is aware that there is a huge conspiracy hovering over their heads, and a pair of cold eyes are watching indifferently.

It was Jimo Ran who broke the stagnant atmosphere, "Ram, send the shadow guards down to check Le Zhengmei, Haiyu, check Night King, and pay attention to whether there is any relationship between the two of them."

Jimo Sheng also said, "Then we are also preparing to leave, so we won't stay here anymore?"

"No, why don't you play for a while? Don't you want to know the purpose of the Night King?" Jimo asked.

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"Huang Ao, what exactly do you want to do?" With the unique connection between several people, the Night King easily found the woman who had just disappeared.

"Green Shark..." The woman whose disguise was removed was Le Zhengmei, but there were traces of blood on the corners of her lips.

Anger flashed across the face of the Night King, who was called Green Shark, "Do you know what you were doing just now? You dared to use the forbidden technique of Mingluo, are you crazy? Do you want Xueluo City to become a dead (Cheng) city?" ?”

Le Zhengmei raised her eyebrows lazily, "Why, do you still care about this (Cheng) city?" The woman resisted the pain in her chest and stood up, "Don't forget God's purpose in choosing us, you, I , Golden Dragon, Blue Bear, Red Snake, aren't we born to cause chaos in Yuncang?"

The woman laughed nervously.

The green shark angrily hit the wall next to the woman, and the wall made of huge rocks even cracked a few cracks, "Don't think that this is your clone so I dare not hit you."

Le Zhengmei took two steps back, leaned against the thick wall, and looked at the current Green Shark with sarcasm, "Never take yourself too seriously, especially in front of God, do you know your predecessor? That The poor guy lost his soul because of a moment of soft-heartedness, and there is no chance of reincarnation."

The more Le Zhengmei talked, the more obvious the yellow under the eyes became, and the green shark who looked at it was faintly startled, "Stop talking, let me ask you, how long do you plan to take on this task?"

"What?" Le Zhengmei gave Green Shark a sideways glance, "Then let you do it, but don't forget what God said, you know..." Le Zhengmei showed a bit of panic "Everything is under the eyes of the body."

Green Shark's complexion changed slightly, "You don't have to worry about this."

The surrounding sea water gradually cooled down, and the sky was getting late. Lezheng Mei, who had been leaning against the (Cheng) city wall, looked at her hands fixedly. They were no longer the pure and clean hands she used to say, "This is all your fault."

This body that had lost its own soul and served as one of the clones of others let out an angry curse.

The water is cooler.

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"Lord Night King, are you free?" Bao Bao looked curiously at this guy who had been wandering around the inn.

"That..." The Night King looked expectantly at this little guy who was always by Jimo Sheng's side. His spiritual cultivation was not very strong. within the scope of consideration.

"Is Chen Mo here?"

Finally, the baby realized in time that it was Jimo Sheng's alias, "Ah, what are you looking for with Chen Mo?"

That's it?The Night King smiled slightly, "Of course there is something to do."

Looking suspiciously at this smiling guy, Bao Bao hesitated whether to tell this guy.

"Baby, you haven't practiced yet today." A low growl came from the second floor, and the energetic baby just now languished, "Come on."

He followed the baby familiarly, walked to the second floor, and saw the purpose of this trip... Jimo Sheng.

"Night King?" Jimo Sheng was a little strange, why is he here?

Ye Wang handed over a red-backed gold-stamped invitation card, "I will hold a banquet at my mansion tonight, and I hope Chen Mo can appreciate it."

The moment he accepted the invitation, an allusion flashed in Jimo Sheng's mind... Hongmen Banquet.

Withdrawing his hand slowly, he casually glanced at the post, then continued to look at the Night King, "I don't know why the Night King invited me?"

"The ones I invited to the banquet are all very talented monks. I plan to further investigate at the banquet and select my disciples from them."

"Then the other monks were notified by the Night King himself?" Jimo Sheng always felt that there was something tricky about it.

"Naturally, capable people will ask me to deliver invitations in person, and you, Momo, are the most special among them."

Ye Wangruo looked at Shengsheng (Yiyan) meaningfully, "Tonight, don't forget."

When Ye Wang turned to leave, he glanced lightly at Jimo Ran who had been sitting there silently, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

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Jimo Sheng, who woke up from meditation, was pleasantly surprised to find that the connection between his Nascent Soul and the Xingluo chessboard was closer, and it seemed that he might even successfully fuse this chessboard, which would become his natal magic weapon, before the outbreak of the war.

Concentrating inwardly, he looked at the black chessboard, and there were chess pieces like stars, but these chess pieces were pitifully few, only 28 pieces.

Control these chess pieces with divine sense, and fiddle with them on the chessboard. Although they can't direct them like arms, they can be controlled better than before.

After fiddling with the chess pieces for a while, I felt a little tired, so I left the Zifu.

Opening his eyes, he saw that Ran was flipping through the bronzing invitation, so Jimo Sheng walked over lightly, and suddenly hugged Jimo Ran, "What are you thinking?"

【Ran】Put down the invitation card, "I'm wondering what he's thinking."

"Oh? You're not jealous?" Jimo Sheng smiled, leaning his head closer to look at Ran's face.

"What's there to be jealous about?"

"Oh, then let's go together tonight." Jimo Sheng's smiling eyes curved like a new moon.

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Although Ye Wang hadn't selected his disciples yet, there were only a few left after many tests, not to mention the child named Chen Mo who was specially selected by Lord Ye Wang.

The Sea Clan in Xueluo City were all guessing which monk would be chosen as the disciple of the Night King. There were different opinions and different opinions. Therefore, Xueluo City's underground gambling house specially opened for this purpose.

It was night, and Xueluo City was filled with an eye-catching red, and almost all conspicuous places were hung with big red lanterns. The lanterns made of high-quality fish silk were filled with whale oil, which not only could burn underwater, but also The burning time is still very long.

Especially the road in front of the Night King's mansion, surrounded by dazzling red lanterns, reflecting the surrounding sea water into a hazy blush.

The monks handed over the invitations to the guards in front of the door, and after being inspected, they entered one by one. When Jimo Sheng and Jimo Ran arrived, almost everyone had entered.

When the invitation was handed over, the guard who received the invitation couldn't help but his eyelids twitched. There was a seal of Lord Night King himself on it. The human-like guard immediately put on a familiar smile and said kindly, "Hurry up and invite me inside." , please come with me."

Signaling his subordinates to take over his work, the guard took the father and son (Wang) to the inner house.

The guards leading the way looked back from time to time, but couldn't see what was special about these two people. Why did Lord Night King stamp his seal?Or is there something special about these two that I don't know about?The guard was puzzled and embarrassed to ask questions.

"Excuse me, how many people did the Night King invite this time?" It seemed that the house was very big, so Jimo Sheng simply asked for some information.

"Well, a total of ten monks have been invited to participate in the group arena, and the rest are mostly local powerful cultivators from Xueluo City, as well as some people from the government."

"Oh? It seems that the Night King has a good relationship with the officials?" Jimo Sheng's eyelids twitched slightly.

"I can't say that, it's just mutual aid. The Night King sits here, so that the general nightclubs don't rush to turn over. This will have an advantage over other (Cheng) cities, Xueluo City." The guard sighed, "There is no night." Wang, Xueluo City may not have the current scale."

Jimo Cheng smiled, but did not continue, the three of them kept silent and walked to the inner house.

Seeing the bright lights in front, the guard immediately bowed down to pay tribute, "The next step is not a place where villains can set foot. Please go forward, two distinguished guests, and other servants will come to guide the way."

So he continued to walk forward, and the bright lights illuminated the surroundings. He held up his burning hand, and led by the maid in front, walked into the seat arranged in the hall and sat down.

Seeing that Jimo Sheng was seated, Ye Wang, who was sitting at the top, clapped his hands, "Okay, now that everyone is here, let's start tonight's banquet."

Everyone present raised their wine glasses and took a sip.

"There is actually no other purpose in holding this banquet tonight. First of all, it is to get in touch with the ten monks at close range. Next, I have something important to announce to everyone."

The (Sheng) city lord of Xueluo City seemed to be very familiar with the Night King, and smiled and said, "I don't know what kind of event will make the Night King gather us all?"

Night King's always indifferent face also flushed, "Well, I will tell everyone after the banquet is half over, and now everyone is drinking, drinking."

Then there was the sound of pushing cups and changing cups again and again, Jimo Sheng lightly bumped his cup, "Why do I feel that the Night King seems to have bad intentions?"

Jimo Ran picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "The soldiers come to cover the water and earth, I want to see what kind of storm he can create?"

Although Jimo Ran didn't say anything, Jimo Sheng could still sense the anger under his indifferent expression. It seems that the provocation of the Night King at noon had achieved results.

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of any trap that the person in front of him could set, so Jimo Sheng just drank his wine and watched the performance in front of him.

After half a round of drinking, the Night King clapped his hands again, and the clear applause attracted everyone's attention, "It seems that everyone is still a little nervous, and they are all too restrained." He stopped and said softly to the maid behind him, "How about it, How about we have an impromptu competition? The winner will get a prize."

The lottery came next. Except for Jimo Sheng and Jimo Ran, everyone present had to work hard to get involved with the Night King. Since the Night King wanted to, they naturally had to cooperate with all their strength.

"I don't know what the adults are going to compete for?" Many people asked the Night King enthusiastically as if they were gearing up.

"Well..." The Night King thought for a while, "Let's have a painting competition, whoever can draw a (pair) of sharks and butterflyfish fastest, I will give this gift to him."

The Night King patted the box handed over by the maid just now. It was the size of a palm, but he didn't know what was inside.

The cultivators all began to conceive that sharks are a symbol of strength, and butterfly fishes are a representative of softness. Could it be that the Night King wants to see a picture scroll that combines hardness and softness?Someone squeezed his chin, thinking so.

The shark symbolizes plunder, while the butterfly fish is the embodiment of gentleness. Could it be that Lord Night King means to live in peace?Some people scratched their heads, trying to figure out what the Night King meant.

The Night King sent out a special slate with a smile on his face, "In order to test everyone's strength, this time the painting is on the slate, and you can paint it after you finish painting."

Those who raised their hands to participate just now got the slate, but they dared not do it casually. If the painting was wrong, wouldn't it destroy the image in front of the Night King.

"How do you plan to draw?" I was very curious that Shengsheng also wanted a board. I wonder if Shengsheng also has artistic talent?

Looking at the puzzled look in his eyes, Jimo Sheng smiled slyly, this is the wisdom of the party, "Master Ye Wang, I have finished the drawing."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the room was shocked, so fast?

Signaling Jimo Sheng to come forward, Ye Wang, who was thinking about other things just now and didn't notice Jimo Sheng's movements, was also very curious, can he draw a picture in such a short time?

Curiously, he took the slate from Jimo Sheng's hand, and just about to organize the words that he was going to use to praise Jimo Sheng stuck in his throat, how can this be a compliment?This... is obviously just a stone slab.A stone slab with nothing on it.

"This is really creative..." After watching for a long time, he still couldn't find words to comment on, so the Night King could only boast dryly.

"It's natural." Jimo Sheng accepted it naturally.

Now, all the monks in the audience were very curious. What kind of painting could make the Lord Night King praise it so much?

"But what about the fish?" The Night King pointed at the empty slate, trying to maintain a calm smile on his face.

"The butterfly fish was eaten by a shark." Jimo Sheng said as a matter of course, and by the way, looked at the Night King with the eyes of "you can't even see such a simple thing".

Feeling that the muscles on his face were stiff, the Night King reluctantly continued, "What about the shark?"

"Why don't you leave when you're full?"

"..." The Night King was speechless.

Hearing the conversation between the two, everyone also understood that what the little guy handed in was an empty slate.

City Lord Xueluo couldn't help clapping his hands, "What a fantastic idea, this monk has great wisdom."

Yewang Yeshun (Po), who was planning to praise Jimo Sheng well, clapped his hands, "As expected of the disciple I admire the most."

This means, as if to accept Shengsheng as a disciple gift.

The faces of the other nine monks who stood out from the ring battle changed drastically, and one of them snorted coldly, "Showing up."

The voice was not loud, but it managed to cool down the surrounding atmosphere.

Chapter 062 The Undercurrent of Rage

Ye Wang's face was slightly cold, but he didn't say anything. The city lord Xueluo did something awkwardly, and the original happy atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

Under the gaze of the crowd, one of the nine monks stood up proudly, and spat out vicious words from his thin lips, "I would like to know what ability you have to become the disciple of Lord Night King, just because of your sensationalism ? It's a joke."

When Jimo Sheng saw this face, he immediately remembered who he was, after all, he was the first person to "conquer" himself in front of everyone.

"Oh? I don't know where this sensationalism comes from?"

"My lord's proposition is about sharks and butterfly fishes. There are neither sharks nor butterfly fishes in your painting. You want to win by sophistry. This is to win by any means. When I expose your hypocritical intentions, you not only Instead of accepting it humbly, you argued with me instead. You are narrow-minded. Besides, the Lord Night King is very kind, and everyone sent an invitation card, but you brought in extra people. Not to mention that this is disrespect to Lord Night King. You have exposed your nature of greed for small gains." The white-faced man cupped his fists towards the Night King, "What qualifications do you have to become the disciple of Lord Night King, you hypocritical, narrow-minded and greedy for small profits?"

Jimo Cheng stood there stunned, always thinking that when he came to this world, he would never see such admirable cursing skills after staying away from those poisonous tongues in the entertainment circle, but he never expected that today he got his wish.

The white-faced man saw that Shengsheng didn't speak, he thought it was his advice that made him repent, and he was repenting in his heart, so he continued his efforts, "Although you have so many problems, if you can wake up early and get rid of those countless shortcomings on your body, I believe Lord Night King will show mercy and give you some pointers from time to time."

Well, it doesn't count if you scold yourself, but you still have to drag Ran in, and it doesn't count if you talk about Ran, and you even sneer at the Night King's poor vision, and you actually want to accept people like yourself as disciples.

Jimo Sheng was about to burst out laughing, clutching his stomach, and looked at the top-notch man in front of him seriously, "Then according to your Excellency, who should Lord Ye Wang take as his apprentice?"

The white-faced man sneered, "Anyway, it can't be a guy like you who can't do martial arts or conduct well."

Rubbing his nose, Jimo Sheng didn't intend to speak anymore, he was still worrying about how to avoid this guy, this is good, a natural shield was sent up, why not borrow it?As for the crime of offense... Anyway, the banquet is still long, so it doesn't count if they haven't returned home?Jimo Sheng thought wickedly.

The Night King's complexion was very ugly. If he had fallen to the ground like an apple at the beginning, rubbing some mud, now he was twisted into apple pulp and stepped on a few times, it would be unbearable to watch.

Ye Wang glanced at Jimo Sheng, his face was pale, and he couldn't see what was going on in his heart. After thinking about it, he still looked angry and slapped the table hard, "Bold Li Sha, you mean that this king doesn't know people clearly?" , have eyes but no eyes?"

The voice was loud and imposing. Li Sha, the white-faced man who was so proud just now, fell to his knees in fright, "I dare not."

"Don't you dare? What are you afraid of?" The Night King stood up, exuding a strong aura around his body, "What else are you afraid to do at this king's banquet, slandering others? Huh?"

Big beads of sweat rolled down Li Sha's forehead, and the soles of his feet with a dusty complexion kept shaking, but he still said loudly, "He is my defeated opponent, and I have not even become yours!" disciple, how is he worthy?"

Although everyone knew the purpose of Li Sha standing up and saying those words, but now he said it himself, it still attracted a lot of boos.

The Night King snorted coldly, "Do you really think you can defeat Mo Mo?"

Uh... Jimo Cheng got goosebumps all over his body from Ye Wang's claim, and leaned close to Ran's ear, "Why does that guy look more anxious than me? I'm not angry at all. Why is he doing this?"

Jimo Ran glanced at the Ye Wang who was talking non-stop, wrapped his arms around, hugged Shengcheng into his arms, and bit his ear, "Of course it's because my Shengsheng is so charming."

The night king turned around and didn't see the situation here, "I want to see how long you can calm down." ' thought the Night King.

Hearing such an intimate title from the Night King, the quick-thinking guessed that the Night King must have more than just a master-student friendship for this beautiful child, so they all let go of their thoughts of fighting against him.

Obviously, Li Sha didn't understand the meaning of the Night King's words at all, and held his head up like a fighter, "It's natural, if I can defeat him once, I can naturally defeat him the second time."

All eyes were on Jimo Sheng, as if they were waiting for this beautiful child to explode.

Surprisingly, Jimo Sheng just pinched his nose, showing no intention of ending.

"Don't you really feel that there is no hope of defeating Li Sha, and you don't want to come down?" There were whispers like this in the crowd.

"I don't think so. I also watched the scene with Li Sha back then. It's obvious that Li Sha won (by) luck." Someone also retorted.

Ye Wang said slowly, "Why doesn't Mo Mo end up competing with him?"

Although I don't know why the Night King {why} suddenly became so attentive, but the purpose of deliberately losing at the beginning was not to cause too much repercussions, just for fun, and it would be bad if it affected the battle situation.

So he replied loudly, "If the dog bites me, should I bite back?"

The guests present were stunned for a moment, and then burst into waves of applause, and there were constant applause.

Li Sha's fair face flushed first, then turned green, and finally turned into a terrible purple. His lips were trembling, the muscles on his face were trembling greenly, and there seemed to be something wriggling under his face.

Li Sha is very angry now, no one dared to laugh at him like this since he was a child, the laughter in his ears became louder and louder, and finally rushed over like a dragon, defeating the last bit of reason.

"Ah..." Li Sha hugged his hair and let out a scream. When he put down his hands, his eyes were already strangely red, like blood flowing. Li Sha took out his own sword, fitted himself up, and rushed towards Shengcheng.

Like a mad tiger, he looked like he was going to cut Shengcheng under the sword.

Jimo Ran's face turned cold, and just as he raised his hand, he saw the Night King's injured side glowing with silver-purple light, so he quietly dissipated the injured spiritual power, it just depends on what kind of farce this banquet will turn into.

A silver-purple light flashed, and Li Sha, who was still crazy just now, immediately fell to the ground, his body twitching non-stop.

Looking at the coal-like thing in boredom, the Night King said coldly, "Come on, carry it down."

After Li Sha was carried down, the Night King's interest seemed to recover, "Let's continue the topic just now, I think this competition should be Sheng... Mo Mo [victory], what do you think?"

Now that the Night King has said so, there will be no one who spoils the fun like Li Sha, "It's only natural."

The crowd agrees.

"Then this gift is Momo's." The Night King picked up the palm-sized box, "Send it over."

The maid respectfully placed the small box in front of Jimo Cheng's desk, and after getting Ran's consent, Jimo Sheng picked up the box, as light as nothing in his hand. Judging by the texture of the box, it should be a high-quality floating cloud wood, which is most suitable for storing water attributes. Could it be that there is a magic weapon of water attribute in it?Or a water attribute spiritual fruit?

When you open the box, what you see is a dazzling silver light, and then you see a pair of clear eyes, a pair of mottled eyes that have not been infected by worldly sophistication, is it yourself?

Inside the box is a palm-sized mirror, rhombus-shaped. If it weren't for the silver light flowing on the mirror surface to see the plain decoration, this mirror would be quite inconspicuous.

But why can't help but want to contact?Thinking of this, Jimo Sheng couldn't help stretching out his hand, the mirror surface was icy cold, but not so cold to the bone, he grabbed the whole mirror in his hand, and Cheng Sheng closed his eyes.

A trace of cool thing followed his hand, rushed into the body quickly, and rushed into the Zifu. The true essence and spiritual power in the body did not repel it, but absorbed it sympathetically. It also incorporates a touch of white, although it is still very weak, it makes the flow of true essence in the body smoother.

Opening his eyes, Jimo Cheng couldn't help admiring, what Wu Chang said was right, as expected, having all the five elements is more conducive to confirming the Dao, and it's faster to practice.

But after all, this thing is not my own, but a gift from this strange guy. Forget it, since I know that this method is really effective, I can find time to collect it, and I don’t need to owe this person a favor.

"No, I don't want this gift." Put the mirror in the box, cover it, and push it back.

Um?The Night King was taken aback for a moment, this is the seal of God.