Chapter 1088 The Viewer Is Like a Mountain

The atmosphere of the discussion became more and more intense, and most people were gloating over the misfortune. Indeed, the Zhou family had such a great opportunity out of thin air, and no one would be jealous to see it.

"Okay, okay, no matter what, the Zhou family has still made a contribution. Without the Zhou family who saved Miss Yan, we wouldn't be here today. Don't be rude to others, and don't say anything else. The Zhou family should get these ten million gold coins. .”

The big man in green robe stopped the noise, "Forget about the Zhou family affairs, let's talk about something serious. Everyone knows the golden Buddha on Central Street. Everyone knows that the words behind the golden Buddha are my Dai Viet myth, inviting all the heroes of the world to gather. Tell me about the declaration of war on Mount Futu, will those super strong men accept the challenge?"

As soon as the big man in green robe said these words, the whole place fell silent.

In fact, everyone knows that the ancestors of the Naiman Kingdom and the Tianfo Kingdom will definitely accept the challenge. It has nothing to do with the fate of the country, but only with face.

If the Dai Viet Mythology and others put the declaration of war in front of the people of the world, it is said that the ancestors of the Naiman Kingdom and the Tianfo Kingdom, and the ancestors of the surrounding countries who received the news and were able to come, I am afraid that none of them would choose to avoid the war.

At this moment, there was dead silence in the field. It was not that everyone was worried that there would be no ancestors to challenge, but that everyone was worried that Dai Viet Shinhwa's tone was too loud, attracting too many ancestors, and ultimately losing.

If the myth of Dai Viet is defeated, the last spiritual gods that support the people of Dai Viet will collapse and the country will perish.

After a long silence, the big man in green robe chuckled, attracting everyone's attention.

Seeing his smile, the tense atmosphere in the venue suddenly relaxed. Everyone seemed to have caught the slightest hint of support and urged the big man in green robe to speak quickly.

The big men in green robes were being fanned on the left and right, and those serving tea suddenly became attentive.

The big man in green robe drained a bowl of tea and said proudly, "I know what you are worried about. In fact, there is no need for it. What kind of person is Dai Viet Mythology? How can he have nothing to rely on if he dares to make such bold statements. At least as far as I know, Dai Viet Shinhwa has never failed since its debut, and it will not let anyone down now."

"For this reason, ordinary people like us, who don't know the methods of Dai Viet mythology, should not worry about the gods."

"That's the truth. I just found a good place to sit and watch Dai Viet Myth slaying thieves."

Everyone was talking a lot, just encouraging each other. No one knew how strong Xu Yi was, nor did they know how powerful the soul-sensing ancestor was.

Although they all believed in their hearts that Xu Yi must be the strongest among the soul-sensing ancestors, they were worried that there were too many soul-sensing ancestors gathered, and Xu Yi, a super strong man, could not withstand the siege of a group of super strong ones.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the market.

"The golden Buddha is broken, Naiman, and the soul-sensing ancestors of the two Heavenly Buddhas have already accepted the challenge!"

"Hurry to Futu Mountain. There will be a world-shaking battle. Even if you die, you have to watch it!"

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The noise was louder and louder, and the already crowded market suddenly seemed like an explosion. Countless people came out of various houses. On the street, on the roofs, and in the sky, crowds of people gathered everywhere, all facing the southwest. Directional rush. That place is exactly in the direction of Mount Futu.

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The administrative office of Futu Mountain has collapsed, and even the two thousand guards sent to assist in the defense cannot maintain the situation.

What arrived was no longer a sea of ​​people, it seemed that the entire population of Shenjing had been moved here in an instant.

Two thousand guards, placed in the crowd, were like a ladle of water poured into the sea.

The defense collapsed in an instant, and hundreds of mountain gate protective formations were all breached, leaving heads everywhere in the mountains and plains.

Up and down the void, countless dragon boats are also placed in an orderly manner, with as many as a thousand. There is no doubt that the dragon boats from the entire Shenjing are gathered here.

Everyone knows that what is coming is bound to be a shocking battle. With so many powerful people gathered together and the war ripples, it is very likely that everyone will die on the spot, but no one is willing to withdraw.

It seems that this shocking battle is worth watching with life.

All over the mountains and plains, in the sky and underground, millions of eyes converge on one place filled with mist.

It was a phantom formation at a mountain gate. No one dared to disturb the phantom formation at this mountain gate. It was Xu Yi's secluded place in the past, and it was also the main battlefield of the shocking war that was about to break out.

There were still three hours before Xu Yi's scheduled battle, and the entire Futu Mountain was besieged and not even a bird could fly over.

Looking from the sky into the distance, one can see countless crowds of people from all directions, still gathering here.

At some point, a huge flag hung from a dragon boat, with thrilling words written on it: I swear to live and die with the myth of Dai Viet, or die if I don't win!

With this flag, not long after, the entire sky and ground became a sea of ​​flags. The next moment, among the crowd, the most numerous ones appeared, but they were countless monks with only their underwear left.

"Xiao Yan, how many people do you think are here?"

Xu Yi pointed to the crowd outside while roasting the leg of a golden sheep.

The phantom array here can be kept from the outside but inside. The crowd outside cannot see Xu Yi and Yan Zi on Qingping, but Xu Yi and Yan Zi can clearly see the scene outside through the phantom array.

Yan Zi lowered her head to prepare the sauce, "I can't count them, but there are many, young master..." He hesitated to speak.

Xu Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you worried about me? You are just a lenient person. When you stop worrying about me, you will be considered mature. Come on, help me apply another layer of honey. I'll take a look at Shiquanda. How about the tonic soup?"

"Unless my heart is gone and my soul is gone, I can't worry about you."

Yan Zi whispered in her heart, but she hurriedly agreed with Xu Yi, brought the newly mixed honey sauce, walked to the grill, and carefully brushed the lamb legs that had been roasted until they were golden and oily.

She didn't expect that she would be able to find the feeling of the past so quickly when she returned to this place she had not seen for many years.

She seemed to have returned to the days when she and Xu Yi practiced in Futu Mountain, and her heart was extremely sweet and fulfilling.

When Xu Yi visited his old place again, he didn't look around inside or outside, let alone express any emotion. He pulled Yan Zi over, opened the kitchen door, took out a bunch of cooking utensils, and poured out various kinds of food from the temporary Xumi ring. Ingredients and start cooking a feast.

According to Xu Yi, he had always taken advantage of Yan Zi, and now it was time for Xiao Yan to have a taste of his skills.

Xu Yi prepared a lot of ingredients, he was not in a hurry, he cooked them carefully, and prepared each delicacy with great care and delicacy.

Time passed silently, and in a blink of an eye, the long bluestone board was lined with dinner plates, as many as hundreds of them.

Several lamb legs that have been specially roasted over slow fire have turned completely golden brown, and the sizzling fat drips on the pine branches, exuding an alluring fragrance.

A purple sand pottery pot half a man's height that was also set up on the bonfire not far away kept making popping noises, and the alluring fragrance spread from inside.