Chapter 407: Fate Promotion, Shaking the Mountain or Changing It (First Update!)

"Brother Yuwen is calm. With your fate, it's hard to predict that you won't run into that guy later."

On the other side, Yu Wenjun, who was drinking with several colleagues, suddenly heard a very familiar voice coming from the side.

Yu Wenjun raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile on his face.

He turned his head and looked at the person:

"You're a little late."

The visitor couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard this, went to the side and picked up a pot of wine and started drinking.

"Huh... so happy!"

The visitor drank the wine in one gulp, then put down the flask and said angrily:

"Those bald heads who cut off the solidity of the world are called Vajras."

"The guy I met today really understood the secret."

When Yu Wenjun heard this, he suddenly became interested.

It's rare to find someone who can make this guy feel so depressed.

"Physical training?"

Yu Wenjun smiled, took another pot of new wine and placed it in front of the visitor.

When the monk next to him saw this, he stopped disturbing and made room for the two of them.

After all, the person who came was also a top Taoist successor in a certain world.

"That's right. Now that I think about it, this guy doesn't have the right taste."

"It smells a little like Vajra Dharma, and a little bit like a soldier's armor."

"Anyway, it's a mess. I don't know which mountain gate it belongs to."

The visitor seemed to recall some rather painful memories and just shook his head:

"I don't want to spar with that guy anymore."

"Oh? What kind of weapon does he use?"

Yu Wenjun's interest became more and more intense, and he felt a little itchy.

"weapon?"

When the visitor heard this, his face looked a little strange:

"There is nothing else but the art of dryness."

"One left and one right, you can use it freely to control water, fire, wind and thunder."

Yu Wenjun fell into deep thought after hearing this.

The one who does it, the shield...

Nothing else?

Some scenes with subtle painting styles appeared in Yu Wenjun's mind.

He finally knew why his friend took so long.

He has a magic weapon in his hand that has lasted for many years, and he also has the wisdom of past lives and the method of understanding the five elements.

Even among the many inheritors of top Taoist traditions, he can be regarded as one of the best.

"Okay, forget about that guy."

"Let's talk about you."

"How about it, are you sure?"

The visitor looked at Yu Wenjun with some curiosity and asked.

Yu Wenjun naturally knew who the guy he was talking about was.

There are already so many circles hosting activities for Taoist friends from all walks of life.

Even they have participated several times.

After many exchanges, even if it is difficult to make friends, we still have some impressions.

Some people with similar temperaments will become good friends.

There is a lot of communication and movement between each other.

The battle has just ended here, and relevant combat information may have been obtained over there.

It can also be regarded as intelligence sharing in a certain sense.

Especially before the sixth round, the spectator mode has not yet been turned on.

And those newly born anomalies are also the key to this intelligence sharing.

The so-called unusual numbers are naturally not matched by ordinary people.

Regarding this discussion and exchange event among Taoist friends from all walks of life, the only one who can be called such a person is obviously a certain great wizard.

"Winning or losing is possible, but I hope you have a happy fight!"

"How can we not sacrifice such a majestic and majestic scene with a sword in our hands?"

Yu Wenjun grinned and drank all the strong wine in the cup.

And in a certain plane, someone looked at the sky and saw the stars twinkling.

The surrounding stars appear to be surrounding.

"My destiny has been fulfilled, I should be the emperor."

"pity……"

The visitor looked beyond the stars and towards the vaster darkness of the sky behind them.

How can the stars in one region compare to the vastness of all phenomena?

It's such a pity...

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On the other side, Yi Xia was tasting various foods and drinking wine, trying to fill herself up.

But at this moment, Yi Xia suddenly felt something in her heart.

He felt a contact beyond the ordinary physical level.

That was an area that Yi Xia was particularly unfamiliar with.

Everything is called luck, and monks respect its destiny.

Yi Xia specifically improved the related resistance.

Now it seems that the effort was not in vain...

Yi Xia felt the fluctuation in fate that came from unknown sources.

Sure enough, if you hang out in the extraordinary civilization of the Eastern lineage, if you don't get some fate resistance, you won't even notice if you are hit by a spell.

I just don’t know, what is this?

Yi Xia narrowed her eyes slightly.

The phantom of Yazhu in the sea of ​​his consciousness did not show any obvious fluctuations.

This does not appear to be some malicious attack or conspiracy aimed specifically at him.

Of course, it is also possible that the current level of the Jiazui Star Spirit is too low.

saint?

Or something else?

Yi Xia has no way of knowing yet.

However, this event venue is obviously supported by multiple saints.

Which saint can be so impatient to start in such a place?

Yi Xia's perception made him rule out this answer that seemed to be more likely.

In the sea of ​​consciousness surrounded by endless fire, Yi Xia came up with some answers that seemed more "unconventional":

Maybe it's the entanglement of something related to the fate of a certain participant?

Yi Xia thought so.

This was like a fateful fate, and it did not have much impact on Yi Xia.

However, Yi Xia seemed to have some baseless guesses.

Afterwards, Yi Xia temporarily forgot all this in his mind.

Just fight.

Thus, the ninth round of fighting began.

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"Network prompt: The ninth round of battle matching was successful, and the characters are being transported to the battle scene..."

"Network reminder: Based on the relevant characteristics of the combatants in this round, and through relevant suggestions from the event organizer, the battle scene has been changed to: the ancient land."

"Transmission successful! The remaining time until the battle officially starts: 10 minutes..."

Yi Xia glanced at the prompt message that appeared on her retina.

At this time, he was no longer in Wudang in that world.

Instead, it appeared on a deserted and silent land.

There was no light from the sky, and all that could be seen was a dark and scarlet scene around him.

The red-black soil looks like the residue left after incomplete combustion.

The hills rise and fall like countless ridges on the earth.

The sky cracked with a red line, and a red light leaked out and fell on the ground, dividing the vast land into two.

Yi Xia stood on one side, and on the other side stood a monk who was barely an acquaintance.

"It's really you."

Yi Xia looked at the opponent outside the red line. That person was Yu Wenjun.

Yu Wenjun looked at Yi Xia and smiled, with a bit of fighting spirit in his eyes that he had never seen in the mountains.

Yi Xia read something familiar from it.

This feeling made the blood power in his body suddenly stir.

After returning from Changyang Mountain, I encountered opponents again, but they were only a few ordinary people.

Is there a bit of a surprise today?

Yi Xia suddenly thought and took out the witch flag.

For warriors, this is considered etiquette.

Upon seeing this, Yu Wenjun also took out his own weapon.

It was a Changge with a cold light.

In this way, the two of them were speechless until the battle started...