Chapter 667: The Beginning of the Melee
"Young Master, Zhang Ling, the sword madman, has already given up, do you... still want to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference?" In an attic, a man with a strong aura stood behind Xi Laisheng and asked in a condensed voice.
"Participate, why don't you participate?" Xilaisheng pursed his lips and smiled, the red wine in the goblet he was holding was as bright as blood, "Isn't there still the two of Yi Zong's?"
"Zhang Ling of Yi Zong, will never watch his junior brother and junior sister die tragically in my hands." Xi Laisheng's mouth curved into a strange arc, "The two of them are very good toys..."
"But Young Master, the Ascension Conference can't hurt your life. If Young Master strikes too hard, I'm afraid..." The man did not continue, but his tone was full of worry.
"Our five immortal sects held the Ascension Conference, and I am the young master of Penglai on the East Island. I have no talent before, and presumably no one since. The opposite is just the unknown Yi Zong... Who will avenge them?"
"If it weren't for the arrogance of the sword mad this time, I might never have known this little sect." Xi Laisheng's words were full of contempt, and he didn't take Yi Zong seriously at all, "Maybe I will visit in person. Their sects can make their suzerain welcome."
"Kunlun Yizong? Humph! I thought Kunlun Mountain had only the West Palace Kunlun."
"What if one or two disciples die? The big deal... In the future, take someone to destroy their Yi Zong, and just pass the crime to a demon sect."
"Young master is wise." The man complimented him, with no emotion in his tone. The existence of Yi Zong could not cause a little fluctuation in his heart. ,
In a few words, Yi Zong's fate seemed to be decided.
"Hey... When did those people from the Ghost Sect come?" Xi Laisheng looked at his angular fingers, stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly pale lips, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light, "A little bit I want to kill someone... an open and honest killing."
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"Zi Ling, I've advanced!"
Lan Mu did not return to the attic where Shushan was, but went to the temporary residence where Yi Zong was, and said excitedly as soon as he entered the house.
"Well, it's amazing." Zhang Ziling couldn't help laughing and boasting when he saw Lan Mu's elated appearance.
Because Zhang Ziling slaughtered all the Yan family who had bad intentions for Lan Mu last night, there were no more malicious and rhythmic people in Shushan. Originally, most people have a natural affection for Lan Mu, and no one is malicious To guide the direction of public opinion, most people automatically ignore the contact between Lan Mu and Zhang Ziling,
No one took advantage of this incident, so Lan Mu's reputation in Shushan was restored again.
Although there were still many people who felt depressed about Lan Mu and Zhang Ziling being close, it was only a personal emotion, and it was harmless.
"With this Soul Spirit Sword, I feel that my combat power has at least doubled. Even in the melee, I think I can stand to the end!" Lan Mu called out the Soul Spirit Sword, and the temperature inside the tent was warm. It dropped a few points in an instant.
It seems that Lan Mu really likes this Soul Spirit Sword very much.
"Be careful when fighting, don't be too reluctant." Zhang Ziling is not so strict with Lan Mu. After all, Lan Mu's talent is there, and Izanami has activated Lan Mu's celestial body. Now Lan Mu's combat power was even comparable to that of the Five Little Saints.
It's just that Lan Mu's use of the powerful power he just acquired is still a little rusty, and he hasn't adapted to the powerful physique after awakening, so his power can't be fully exerted.
Perhaps, after going through a fierce battle, Lan Mu can fully grasp the power he deserves.
Anyway, with Zhang Ziling here, even if the gods in the sky wanted to touch Lan Mu's hair, it was impossible.
What Lan Mu lacks now is practical experience.
And this is also the place where Zhang Ziling can't help Lan Mu, he can only rely on Lan Mu himself.
Boom!
At this time, a huge gong sounded, echoing in everyone's ears.
"Looks like it's time for your break, so cheer up." Zhang Ziling smiled when he heard the voice, and after instructing the three of them a few words, he let them go to the ring that had been opened.
Looking at the back of the three of them leaving, An Yi flashed a worried look in his eyes, and said a little worriedly: "Shangxian, they..."
"Don't worry, I will protect them in the dark." Zhang Ziling said calmly, "I don't know when the Ghost Sect will come. Maybe the Five Great Immortal Sects will join forces to make all the Chinese forces fight against the enemy, so I'm afraid they will deliberately let the people of the Ghost Sect fight. One raid, I don’t know how many forces will be affected.”
"You hide in the back, you don't have to provoke the ghost sect, and don't help the five immortal sects, this is their own business."
"Thank you Shangxian for reminding me, I will pay attention." An Yi bowed slightly and said respectfully.
"Well, let's go and see their situation first. It is estimated that there will be a few people with the title of Five Little Saints in this Ascension Conference, and it will be over soon." Zhang Ziling said no more, and went straight out. .
When Zhang Ziling walked to the edge of the ring, the twenty advanced geniuses were already standing in all directions of the ring, waiting for the conference to start.
There were also cultivators from various forces gathered around the arena. The crowd was dense. It seemed that many people had a strong interest in the geniuses in the arena.
Although the arena is ten miles long and wide, for the monks on the stage, crossing such a distance is only a few breaths of time, and it is not open at all.
Four groups had clearly formed on the stage. The three led by Xilaisheng, Li Shuangyan, and Yun Feiyang all gathered into a small group. Behind each of them were a few monks who were not weak, occupying a corner of the ring, and others. Four people occupy the last corner.
In addition to Lan Mu, An Ning, and Yao Ting, there was also a Qionghua cultivator standing with Lan Mu and the others.
"Why do you want to stand with us?" An Ning looked at the teenager next to him and asked, "We will fight the Five Little Saints later, you will be implicated by standing here."
"Junior sister, where others stand is their freedom, you better prepare well, I see that Xi Laisheng has been staring at you, and you will be under a lot of pressure later." Yao Ting instructed An Ning.
"Let Li Shuangyan leave it to me. She has always wanted the Soul Spirit Sword given to me by Ziling, and she will definitely find me later." Lan Mu called out the Soul Spirit Sword, and Li Shuangyan set her sights on Lan Mu. on Mu's body.
"That's it... Then I'll help you stop those people behind them. Yun Feiyang has no grudges against us. He probably won't find us at the beginning, but will watch the show." Yao Ting nodded, "Junior sister, you Be careful yourself, that Xi Lai Sheng looks strange."
"The three of them are the only ones who are threatened by the Immortal Ascension Conference. It's good to solve it."
"Well." An Ning nodded, his eyes extremely serious.
"Hey, I said you... Are you going to challenge two Five Little Saints from the very beginning?" The boy was stunned when he heard the conversation of the three.
"That's right! When the time comes, you should walk farther away, and don't be affected." An Ning instructed the young man.
"You really are the people around Jiankuang... Really." The young man smiled and shook his head, "You don't know how strong the people at the level of the Five Little Saints are, right?"
"I said Miss Lan Mu, you are the direct disciple of the head of Shushan. You should know how strong your senior brother is, right? Those three people on the opposite side are on the same level as your senior brother. Are you sure you want to fight them?"
"If it wasn't because my senior brother didn't participate, the master said that Qionghua must come, so I wouldn't come!" the boy complained, "Or we...let's abstain together."
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