Text Chapter 188 Seven Great Sects

After Ning Qianshan heard Lei Meng's words, he sneered again and again: "Lei Meng, you are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue, you will be here temporarily today, and after three days, when all the sects have arrived, I will arrange a young disciple. When the time comes, you precious disciple, don't be afraid to take the stage."

Lei Meng laughed loudly: "Ning Qianshan, okay, I'll wait for the young disciples you arranged to exchange and duel. When the time comes, the old man will take a gamble with you. I don't know if you dare to accept it."

Ning Qianshan hummed: "Why don't you dare, Lei Meng, you'd better prepare more bets recently, don't lose your pants by then."

Lei Meng said: "This is exactly what the old man wants to tell you."

"Hmph, see you in three days! Let's go!" Ning Qianshan didn't continue arguing with Lei Meng, but snorted coldly.

"What's so lively about?"

Just as Ning Qianshan and Lei Meng were arguing, suddenly the sky was dyed blood red, and the thick white fog turned into a bright and dripping blood, as if the sea of ​​blood was hanging upside down, which looked extremely terrifying.

In the distance, a huge blood cloud seemed to be slow and fast. In the blink of an eye, it flew to the top of everyone's heads, and then slowly descended. Finally, countless young disciples in scarlet costumes jumped down from the blood cloud, their blood soaring to the sky. Evil like the sea.

"I just listened to the gambling fight between the two of you. How can such a wonderful thing be missing from my blood cloud building, and my blood cloud building is also counted as one."

An old man wearing a blood-red robe slowly closed the large cloud of blood, and finally turned it into the size of a fist and stuffed it into his sleeve before speaking slowly.

"Yin Tianshu, is that you?"

Ning Qianshan looked at the old man who was walking slowly, with a sinister smile in his mouth, and said, "You also want to add a kick to Xueyunlou, this is no problem, but the minimum bet is 10,000 middle-grade yuan. A spar game, do you dare to accept it?"

Yin Tianshu sneered: "Ning Qianshan, why are you still so petty, 10,000 middle-grade Yuan spar, is that a lot, I agree, three days later, let these little guys get close to you first, look at you Qian Mo After all, Zong has made progress over the years, and is it still the bottom of the seven sects?"

Yin Tianshu's words can be said to pierce Ning Qianshan's heart. His face turned pale for a while, and he said coldly, "You will know when the time comes."

At this time, two more voices sounded, saying: "How can such a lively thing be without my Shenlong Cult!"

"By the way, there is also my Myriad Beast Mountain!"

Another two old men came down from the top of the mountain. One of them was riding on a pure white giant tiger. This giant tiger's hair was soft, silver-white, without a single stray hair, and its eyes were like glass. , exuding the majesty of a king.

The old man on the white tiger is also tall, with white hair and beard, square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a majestic look.

As for the other old man, he had gray hair, wearing a dragon robe, carrying a Qingyun treasure sword, and acting like an immortal, but there was a hint of domineering in his eyes.

Of these two people, one is Mo Shan, the vice-master of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and the other is Hong Shouquan, the vice-master of the Shenlong Cult. The Shenlong Cult ranks second among the seven major sects, while the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain ranks fourth among the seven major sects. .

So far, of the seven major sects, five sects have gathered here, namely Shenlong Sect, Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, Blood Cloud Tower, Xuantian Sect and Thousand Demon Sect.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A long laughter sounded, resounding through the entire mountain top, a purple shadow turned into a purple rainbow, and instantly appeared in front of everyone, but it was a middle-aged man in his forties, with black hair, a strong body, and a hidden breath. With the momentum, the eyes shone with divine light, and every gesture and gesture exuded a powerful aura.

"Everyone, Zi Yunchuan, the vice-president of the Lower Ziyang Palace, is polite. This time, we must have our Ziyang Palace."

"We, Bailian Pavilion, are not willing to follow others."

A strong man with a broad stature, a stubby stature, and thick hand joints, stepped on a black iron treasure fan, and hurriedly approached from the top of the mountain. The person is Pang Wanshi, the deputy pavilion master of Bailian Pavilion.

As for the Ziyang Palace, it is located at the head of the seven sects.

Of course, although the seven major sects are divided into high and low, the real strength is not very far apart, not the degree of extreme disparity.

Otherwise, it is impossible for the seven sects to be tied together, and the weak sects have long been eaten up by other sects.

Ning Qianshan said: "Okay, now that everyone is here, why not discuss a charter and see who the young disciples of each sect are?"

Others, such as Hu Shengkui, Yin Tianshu, Mo Shan, Hong Shouquan, Ziyunchuan, Pang Wanshi, etc. all nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, then I will agree on a charter, and three days later, let the juniors compete. "

After finishing speaking, the high-level officials of the seven sects walked into a palace together and discussed the regulations for the gathering and competition three days later.

"Chen Lei, just let you stay comfortable for two days, and on the third day, I will unscrew your head with my own hands."

Ning Suiyu threatened Chen Lei viciously, and then, without looking back, got into the palace where Qian Mozong belonged.

"Hmph, then I don't know whose head will be screwed off."

Chen Lei didn't take the threat of Ning Suiyu to heart at all, and followed Nie Qianran and others to Yingdu, ready to visit this ancient capital of ten thousand years.

On the way, Chen Lei met many young people. These people wore the costumes of the disciples of the various sects such as Ziyang Palace, Bailian Pavilion, Myriad Beast Mountain, and Blood Cloud Tower. Obviously, they were all disciples of various sects who came to participate in the secret realm of Qitian.

These people have the same purpose as Chen Lei and others, they all want to visit this ancient capital of ten thousand years.

And these young disciples showed vigilance when they saw Chen Lei and others. After all, after they entered the secret realm of Qitian in the future, they would definitely be competitors, even opponents and enemies of life and death.

However, although everyone was vigilant against each other, they were all restrained and did not do anything.

After all, this is the capital of the King of Chu, and the surrounding golden armored soldiers are still very deterrent.

Moreover, the elders and suzerains of all parties are discussing the rules of the constitution for the showdown in three days. It is not necessary now, and no one wants to provoke right and wrong.

Chen Lei and the others soon came to the foot of this giant peak, and when they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they found that there was actually a huge square market, with people coming and going, and the flow was endless.

"Well, how can there be such a big market here?"

Chen Lei was a little strange, he grabbed a person and asked.

Seeing Chen Lei's costume, this person showed a respectful look on his face, and said, "Little brother, you are a disciple of Xuantian Sect, right? This square market is naturally specially opened for your major sects, everyone knows it. Recently, it is the day when your seven sects meet, everyone wants to make a lot of money from your big sect disciples, and such a market will be opened every ten years."