The fairy of the Hundred Flowers Ji Fanxin walked out of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, and suddenly, the entire Wangshen Mountain was in full bloom. Unfortunately, no monk could see her true face clearly, so he could only watch her back and walk towards the Divine Sect.

Zhang Ruochen showed a wry smile on his face. This fairy flower was really not polite at all. He actually treated the Golden Step Dragon Chariot as his car and took it out and used it directly.

"We have to find an opportunity as soon as possible to redeem the Jinbu Longyan."

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen noticed Mu Lingxi's eyes and was staring at his face.

Zhang Ruochen's heart tightened slightly, and he understood what was going on, and said, "This matter is a long story. Let me tell you the reason."

Mu Lingxi did not immediately ask because she knew that the golden step dragon chariot also had extraordinary significance to Zhang Ruochen. If it were not forbidden, how could it fall into the hands of other monks?

However, Mu Lingxi was quite curious in his heart. Is this fairy of Flowers and Zhang Ruochen, whose reputation spread throughout the world, an enemy or a friend?

If it was an enemy, then the Golden Step Dragon Chariot must have been snatched from Zhang Ruochen.

If it's a friend, then their relationship...

Just as Mu Lingxi was thinking about it, Zhang Ruochen handed a stack of amulets to her and said, "There will be some dangers when entering the Venerable God Platform. These are four Heavenly Sword Talismans. After each of them is shot out, the power burst out is comparable to the full-strength attack of the three-step Saint King."

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's actions, Mu Lingxi blinked his beautiful eyes and smiled unhappily: "You are guilty and you deliberately took out the Heavenly Sword Talisman to compensate me, right?"

Zhang Ruochen did not avoid it and said, "To be honest, these four Heavenly Sword Talismans were really purchased from Ji Fanxin."

Mu Lingxi was very smart. When he heard Zhang Ruochen say this, he immediately thought of something and said, "The talisman you used to attack Yin and Yang Palace was purchased from her?"

"Most of them are." Zhang Ruochen said solemnly.

Mu Lingxi's eyes were slightly red, and he probably guessed what was going on.

In order to attack the Moon God Dojo and regain the heads of senior brothers, sisters and friends, Zhang Ruochen probably sold or mortgaged the Jinbu Longyan to Fairy Baihua.

There are very few big worlds that dare to help Zhang Ruochen and Guanghan Realm. In this transaction, Zhang Ruochen must have suffered a great loss.

However, when she attacked the Moonshen Dojo, she did not exert any force.

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.

"No... nothing."

Mu Lingxi took the four heavenly sword talismans, looked in the direction of the Divine Sect, staring at Ji Fanxin, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Next to him, Xiang Chunan shook his head and sighed, "The women in the Truth Realm are so ugly that they can't be looked at directly. Fortunately, she wore a veil, otherwise my eyes would probably be blind!"

Xiang Chunan spoke loudly, and immediately attracted murderous gazes.

Even Ji Fanxin, who was about to enter the Divine Sect, had his ears slightly moved, as if he had heard this, and a terrifying cold air was released from her body.

No matter how high a woman is, she must care a lot about her appearance.

There are countless suitors and admirers of Fairy Flowers. Some of them have strong self-cultivation and cultivation. They roll up their sleeves, released their holy power, and surrounded Xiang Chunan.

Some monks who wanted to please the fairy of Flowers also showed anger and were ready to take action.

"You dare to desecrate my goddess, Fairy Baihua, you are seeking death."

"Who are you talking about is ugly? I'll say one more thing. Do you believe this young master is so you're looking for teeth all over the floor?"

...

Xiang Chunan clenched his fists with both hands, moved his wrists, and said in a rough voice: "Eggy means ugly, and others are not allowed to say it? I thought that if I put on a veil, others would not be able to see that she was extremely ugly? What is the skin, figure, and temperament that is one ten thousandth of that compared to my junior sister?"

Zhang Ruochen saw that Ji Fanxin had stopped and his slender figure was trembling slightly, obviously he was very angry.

Fearing that Xiang Chunan would cause a disaster and besieged, Zhang Ruochen rushed up and stopped him from talking.

"Brother Zhang, why are you stopping me? Am I not telling the truth?" Xiang Chunan said indignantly.

"You close your mouth first."

Zhang Ruochen scolded, then clasped his fists and explained to everyone, "My brother has eyes... different from ordinary people, and he did not intend to offend the fairy. Sorry, I'm really sorry."

An angel monk with wings on his back snorted coldly: "Is apologizing useful? He is completely provocative, and he must cut off his tongue."

"Dig him in the eyes." Another monk shouted.

A young man with an elder pair of sheep horns said coldly: "Today, it is impossible to give up so much. The fairy naturally disdained to teach a low-level creature a lesson, but this young master is willing to do it for him."

Zhang Ruochen showed an unhappy expression and said, "Who do you think is a low-level creature?"

Xiang Chunan no longer tolerate it, rushed out and said, "Brother Zhang, he is talking to me. Don't stop me anymore, I want to beat the bones of his body to separate them."

The young man with sheep horn showed a contemptuous look and smiled, "Okay, we will see who beat who was the bone...ah..."

Before he could finish his words, the young man with horns was beaten to death by Xiang Chunan. His handsome face was twisted in pain.

Xiang Chunan felt very wronged. He was telling the truth and was scolded by others as a low-level creature. Therefore, he took action very fiercely, venting his anger in his heart, and his iron fist kept hitting the young man with sheep horns.

"Bang bang."

The sound of fists, the sound of bones breaking, and screams intertwined.

Zhang Ruochen did not stop him. After all, he had apologized, but these people had no intention of letting Xiang Chunan go. Since that was the case, they could only suffer some trouble.

"Why do you need to mess with an aesthetic distortion?" Zhang Ruochen sighed.

A moment later, the young man with sheep horns was beaten by Xiang Chunan to his nose and face, bleeding from his seven orifices, and curled up on the ground, trembling like a little quail.

"A powerful half-step saint king was beaten to the point of being unable to fight back by this black fool."

"Hei Lengzi's body is quite strong, maybe it is an ancient relic."

The monks who had wanted to condemn Xiang Chunan all showed fearful expressions and became hesitant. They did not want to follow the footsteps of the young man with sheep horns.

If the hero is not accomplished and becomes a bear instead, that is embarrassing.

Xiang Chunan's body was full of momentum, emitting a black and golden light, and he roared, "What should I see? Whoever wants to be beaten, come here."

The monks quickly retreated backwards, fearing that they would get too close and would become Xiang Chunan's targets of attack.

Ji Fanxin stared at Xiang Chunan deeply, revealing a thoughtful look. Then, Qianli's figure shook slightly and disappeared into the divine gate.

After Ji Fanxin left, the monks were even more invincible and retreated into the crowd in shame.

Only the young man with sheep horns was still curled up on the ground, unable to move, looking pitiful.

The companion of the young man with sheep horns originally wanted to walk over and help him up from the ground, but when he saw Xiang Chunan's fierce appearance, he was immediately scared away.

Zhang Ruochen walked to Xiang Chunan and sent a message to him: "Speak more carefully in the future. The most important thing is to never comment on the appearance of female monks. Even if they are... ugly, don't say it out."

"Okay, brother, I'll listen." Xiang Chunan patted his thick chest.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that Xiang Chunan was careless and now he agreed, saying that he might not forget it in a while. Therefore, he just smiled bitterly and nodded.

In the next hour, more and more monks came from all directions, and some held invitations and entered the Divine Sect directly. More monks stayed in Wangshen Mountain, waiting for the qualification test.

"It is said that the qualification tests are different every year, and I don't know what the qualification test will be this year?"

"Why haven't you started yet? If you wait any longer, the holy fruit and holy spring of the Venerable God Platform will probably be taken away by other monks."

...

Just as all the monks were waiting a little impatiently, Zhang Ruochen noticed something, so he raised his head and stared at the sky.

Ten white halos appeared above everyone's heads.

At first, the white halo was only the size of a fist, and gradually became larger and larger, turning into ten white clouds. On top of each cloud, there was a white stone battle platform of hundreds of feet long and wide, which was suspended in the air.

All the monks on the top of the mountain noticed this change, raised their heads, stared at the ten battle platforms, and made waves of discussion.

"Is it a form of fighting in the ring?"

"It is said that only a very small number of monks can pass the qualification test of the Gods Conference. If it is a ring battle, only the top 3,000 monks may be qualified to enter the venue."

There are many monks on Wangshen Mountain. Even if the Temple of Truth provides 3,000 places, it will be a drop in the bucket and the competition will be quite fierce.

Zhang Ruochen showed a thoughtful look, feeling that the possibility of a battle on the ring was very low.

In the air, there were only ten battle platforms. With the number of monks in various major worlds, even if each monk went up and walked around, it would take at least several days to finish all the monks. At that time, the Conquering the Gods Platform Conference had already ended.

In what way will the Temple of Truth verify the qualifications of monks?

Above the ten array platforms, an old scholar with three feet of white beard appeared.

The old scholar looked down at the people below, and a kind smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "I am the spirit of the Holy Spirit Book and the host of this qualification test. Now, I will read the rules of the qualification test to everyone."

"The time for this qualification test is three hours. Within three hours, everyone must step onto the battlefield and defeat a holy void body of the same realm. The winner can enter the Fengshen Platform."

Xiang Chunan showed a surprised expression: "That's so simple?"

"It's not simple at all." Zhang Ruochen shook his head.

Xiang Chunan said: "Why is it not simple? Is the Holy Void Body on the Battle Stage very strong?"

Zhang Ruochen said solemnly: "The entire qualification test is only three hours. It is not easy for so many monks to get together to get on the battlefield first. In other words, more than 90% of the monks present cannot get on the battlefield."

Mu Lingxi nodded and said, "That's right, the difficulty of being the first to enter the battle are far greater than the difficulty of fighting against the Holy Void Body."

Xiang Chunan finally figured it out and immediately glared at the old scholar fiercely: "Damn old thing, actually gave us such a big problem. In this way, no matter how strong a person is, it is useless. If he is attacked by hundreds of monks, he can't stand it at all."?

Mu Lingxi smiled and said, "He has strong strength, but he still has some advantages."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "For other monks, it is indeed difficult to get to the first place to enter the battlefield first. But for us, it is a very easy thing."?
Chapter completed!