[the other side of huangquan gambling officially started! Now the rules are as follows --] the voice of the old, at this moment, to the polar region medicine king hall as the center, spread around. To the whole Xiuxian continent. To the newly merged floating island. To the land of Xiuzhen, which is full of flames of war. It was passed on to the martial arts mainland where few living people could be seen. At this moment, time and space seem to be stagnated. Even the ghost, who had just chased and killed the living, seemed to be fixed by some force. Struggling and roaring, but unable to break free. Tired of despairing creatures, one by one can not help but raise their heads, looking to the sky. Since a month ago, there have been dense clouds in the sky. A golden arch emerged. And it was from the golden arch that the peaceful life was broken. Hell like havoc. The friars in the land of cultivating immortals thought that they were miserable, forced, tortured by conscience and chased by ghosts. But they don't have time, or interest, to have a look at the lower mainland. That's where the real life is, the blood is flowing. Those are just lower friars, mortals who have no fighting power at all. Even if emperor beixuan wanted to find pieces to work for himself, he couldn't see such ants. They can do nothing but howl and despair. But at this moment, the old voice also passed to their ears. It's a gamble about the life and death of the three worlds. They also became a chip. At this moment, far away in the void, except for the gate of the sky where they bring the disaster of heaven. There are also six towers that go up into the sky. Above the six towers, an old man with white hair and whiskers was floating. His hand gently sketched in the air, one by one golden, shining words appeared in front of everyone. Outside the hall of medicine king, the pupil of emperor beixuan suddenly shrinks. Even Li Weiran, Jingyuan and Han Chujiu opened their eyes slightly, showing a look of surprise. I'm afraid people with low accomplishments can't detect what's wrong with these words. But above the immortal, we can feel the power of rules in every word. That's bondage. It's also a commitment. No one can break the rules, destroyer, die! Everyone can get benefits from the rules. The benefits from following the rules are your opportunities“ Who is this old man? " Li Weiran murmurs“ That's six star pagoda spirit. " A weak familiar voice came, let Han Chujiu suddenly turn his head, "brother, you wake up!" Outside the medicine king hall, Tianhe, Jiutong, Yaodao and Xueji came out, supporting the pale old man and the broken army. And the one who just spoke is Chang Lao. He looked up at the old man with white hair in the sky and murmured: "when you forged the six Star Tower, you said that it could not be forged by him. You are good at refining weapons, but you can't make such a complete soul weapon. " He thought that it was just a coincidence. It was the modesty of the emperor. It was the casting that accidentally mixed into a ghost. But Chang now knows that the six star pagoda is really extraordinary. Not far away, Emperor beixuan sneered, "pretending to be a God and playing a ghost, I'm going to kill you!" With that, he wanted to soar up and cut off. The next moment, however, his face suddenly changed. The body seemed to be held down by an invisible hand.