Author: Shredded Pork Noodles with Shredded Pork

In the next period of time, many people looked at Zhang Dabiao because they were curious about what the secrets were in Zhang Dabiao, which allowed him to master multiple attributes.

Long Ming approached Zhang Dabiao and said with a smile: "Brother Dabiao, after you absorbed the strange fire, you can be considered pushing yourself to the fire pit."

Zhang Dabiao didn't say much, but just answered: "Didn't Luo tell you the reason?"

Long Ming smiled without saying a word, then looked at some small opportunities that kept appearing.

These are all things related to practice, but to be honest, for Zhang Dabiao and others, there is no useful value.

As for the points benefits brought by these things, they don’t look down on them. After all, each of them now has hundreds of thousands of points, so they don’t have to care about these three melons and two dates at all.

But at this moment, a painted black stone platform began to appear from the central square, and then a smog of black smoke began to slowly rise from the stone platform.

"What is this? This smoke is not poisonous, right?" Someone saw the smoke and quickly retreated. The ruins were related to the demons, so it is hard to say whether these smokes are poisonous.

Zhang Dabiao and others didn't care at all, because Long Ming, an expert who used poison, was here, and they could determine whether the smoke was poisonous as soon as possible.

"It's not poisonous, it's just the most ordinary smoke." Long Ming said to everyone.

Zhang Dabiao nodded, and then no one of the few people retreated.

The people in Qinglong Temple, like Zhang Dabiao and his group, did not retreat and were still standing there.

The smoke became more and more intense. Just when many people thought that the smoke would spread throughout the square, the smoke suddenly disappeared, revealing a pitch-black throne on the stone platform.

"What is this throne?" someone shouted at the dark throne.

This throne is very domineering, with a black dragon carved behind it, not only with a bloody mouth but also a blood-colored sword inserted into it.

The blood-colored sword does not seem to be a carving, but a real weapon, so when most of the eyes were placed on the throne, Zhang Dabiao was the first to see the blood-colored sword.

"This throne should be the core existence of this ruin. As long as you can get this throne, this ruin can belong to him." Someone speculated.

His speculation was approved by many people, because the setting of this throne was too domineering and different, and he exuded a majestic power all over his body.

It can't be that this throne itself is a magic weapon, right? Everyone dare not imagine that anyone bringing a throne with him during a fight, whether to rest or use it or just take it and smash people?

So this throne is probably related to the remains.

"You said that if this throne appears, will Zhang Dabiao collide with the people from Qinglong Temple?" There are always people who are different concerns and ask excitedly.

This sentence caused a group of good people to come over and discuss it.

But soon, Zhang Dabiao and others gave them the answer, because there was already someone in Qinglong Temple who couldn't wait to sit on the throne. He was another monk who had been silent, named Kong Zhen.

In fact, when this throne appears, the people of Qinglong Temple can't wait to sit on it. After all, they betray their bodies and souls. Even if the body occupies a dominant position, they will still be greatly affected.

As Kumar approached the throne, Huihai calmed down and shouted: "Don't go over!"

He didn't know what would happen if he approached this throne, but Kotoshi obviously couldn't listen to anything and walked straight towards the throne, with unconcealed excitement and excitement on his face.

"Brother Da Biao, do we want to stop him?" Liu Quan couldn't help but ask as Kong Zhen got closer and closer to the throne.

Zhang Dabiao waved his hand. He felt the same as Huihai, and this throne was definitely not simple.

I was thinking about how to test whether there were any arrangements around this throne, but now someone takes the initiative to die, which can be regarded as satisfying Zhang Dabiao's wish.

Everyone watched Kusuo Zhen approach the throne. As he got closer, everyone held their breath. They wanted to see what would happen to Kusuo Zhen.

"boom!"

Just as Kong Zhen approached the throne, a black light flashed, and a roar burst out. The next second, Kong Zhen disappeared from the spot.

"Where is the man? Where is that monk?" someone asked.

But someone noticed the pile of dust on the ground, and Nan Nan said to himself: "It probably has turned into the ashes on the ground, right?"

This time, everyone retreated again. They were away from the smoke before. They took a lot of steps back. Later, the smoke disappeared and they approached again.

But history is always surprisingly similar. This time they stayed away from the throne and retreated to the previous retreat position far away from the smoke.

The joke is instantly erased just by getting close. He is a cultivator in the late stage of the Golden Pill, not a dog.

On the Qinglong Temple, it turns out that many people who couldn't help but seduce were trying their best to restrain themselves. No matter how much they seduce themselves, they are not worth mentioning in front of their lives.

For a moment, the entire square fell into silence because no one dared to approach this throne.

"What should we do?" someone asked, but no one answered.

But just when everyone was at a loss, a word suddenly appeared in the air.

"Within three hours, decide who will sit on the throne, otherwise the throne will disappear, and you will also be buried with you!"

There is another explanation below this sentence, which states that the existence who sits on the throne will face at least ninety-nine opponents and win ninety-nine battles!

Everyone was stunned when they saw this.

The final winner was decided in three hours, and ninety-nine battles were needed. Everyone glanced around and did not find such an existence.

"You said we can give in directly to one person, so that the ninety-nine battles will end soon." Someone suggested.

However, just after this person finished saying this, he added this sentence in mid-air, "If you don't do your best during the battle, you will deliberately admit defeat or commit fraud, and you will directly erase it!"

The last word "kill" reveals blood red, making everyone's face even more ugly.

Obviously, they had no choice this time, only fear was left.

"What to do?" This is something that everyone thinks about.

They are now eager to send the throne out, hoping to find an existence who can sit on the throne.
Chapter completed!