"At such a young age, he is so insidious and cunning!" Nie Chong scoffed at Zhu Minglang's behavior.

Wu Feng smiled and refuted Nie Chong's remarks: "Probably you disciples of Zizong Lin should live in the world of nursery rhymes, which is a combination of strength and wisdom. ”

"Yes, there are a few people who have the courage of Zhu Minglang, dare to light the beacon smoke, don't care how many opponents there are, let alone what strength the people who come here are, how can this be called insidious and cunning, this is called self-confidence!"

......

Zhu Minglang ransacked a large number of people, especially those disciples of the Fu Sect, as well as a family surnamed Zhong, who all had a lot of blue brocade boxes on hand.

These brocade boxes haven't been warmed yet, so they were robbed by Zhu Minglang's team, and they regretted it for a while, can't they hold on well, why are they so greedy?

Zhu Minglang is simply a little devil in the world.

After he ransacked the group, he immediately ran to another place in the Organ City, and then concocted the same thing!

There are many covers in the city, and coupled with the changing terrain, those disciples inside have no idea that someone is using the purple-red beacon smoke to lure the enemy again.

So when Zhu Minglang lit the purple-red smoke again, the brown-haired referee was so angry that his beard was curled, and as for those people on the wall, they saw Zhu Minglang's cunning behavior clearly.

On the city tower, there were indeed many elders and hall masters of the forces, and when they saw the disciples of their own forces running incomparably simple, they were even more tightly wrinkled and could not stretch out.

It's over, it's all over, the little brocade box that I finally got in my hands is going to be scraped away by the kid from Zhumen!

......

On Baishan, the smile on Zhu Minglang's face has not faded.

This is still thanks to the few villains in Sin City at the beginning, which made Zhu Minglang realize that being a villain actually requires a lot of brains, and robbery can also become artistic.

After making the third vote, Zhu Minglang has already made a lot of money, if it weren't for the fact that his dragon pets need to breathe and rest and deal with the people of the Ninth Army Tomb, Zhu Minglang plans to continue to loot like this!

It's been a long time since I've felt like I'm getting rich in one day, and in this chaotic and turbulent world, only a full pocket of gold can bring people a sense of security.

I don't know which big man's proposal to put the competition in this power competition is not too wise.

Why didn't you think it was a very interesting thing to intrigue with the disciples of these forces before?

When he first got off the mountain, he was out of the category of disciples, which also made the young Zhu Minglang miss the opportunity to compare with his peers.

This looting can be regarded as making up for many regrets of Zhu Minglang's youth.

Even in the imperial capital, there are still too many disciples who are as simple as a blank sheet of paper, and it is still very fun to play with them!

"Childe, this time we can hand over all the brocade boxes we got to the referee. Qin Yang said to Zhu Minglang.

"Well, it's almost time for us to go to the Ninth Army Tomb. Zhu Minglang nodded.

After harvesting so many brocade boxes, there should be few disciples with stronger resources than themselves.

Next is the Tomb of the Ninth Army.

The people who will appear near the tomb of the Nine Armies are basically the strongest people of the major forces, either the chief disciple or the young master of the clan, which is not the same as these people he attracted with the beacon fire.

For this reason, Qin Yang also specially reminded Zhu Minglang not to use this method when he arrived at the Ninth Army Tomb.

After all, with the loss of time, those who are still in the organ city, even if they are not the disciples of the big forces, are basically the leaders of the younger generation in the entire imperial capital, and there are many of them who are self-taught, and have been honed outside and have adventures.

At the time of the third ransack, Qin Yang encountered an extremely difficult enemy, if it weren't for Nan Lingsha's superior strength, they would really have been able to overturn, after all, the opponent was getting stronger and stronger!

"Most of the cultivators who are still in the Organ City have reached the upper level. When it comes to the Tomb of the Ninth Army, Gongzi needs to be cautious. Qin Yang said.

"Is there anyone particularly outstanding?" asked Zhu Minglang.

Qin Yang nodded and spoke, "The chief disciple of the Purple Sect Forest, Huo Shangjun, this is the person who needs to be careful the most in Gongzi. ”

"What's wrong with this person?" asked Zhu Minglang.

"It is said that he has two dragons, purple cloud dragons, and golden dome dragons, all of which have reached the strength of the monarch level. Qin Yang said.

"Jun-level?" Zhu Minglang said with some surprise.

The disciples of the major forces in this session are good, and when I thought that I would go down the mountain by myself, I had just broken through the monarch-level cultivation.

With such strength, it is basically a generation of disciples who have swept the major forces.

"Zi Zonglin is our fierce rival for the right to sit in the land of Lichuan, and if they see us, they will definitely spare no effort to eliminate us. Qin Yang said.

"There are strong men ahead. At this time, Nan Lingsha said in a low voice.

The three of them have arrived at the Tomb of the Ninth Army, which is an undulating cemetery of the cemetery, where you can see one after another towering statues of generals standing at the foot of the mountain, and the white tombstones are even denser, filling the main mountain.

Ahead was a cemetery hill, the air was surging, the heavy tombstones were shaking, and it was obvious that someone was fighting in front of them.

Walking to the top of the hill, I looked ahead, only to see three women dressed in colorful clothes, who were confronting a large group of gods and mortals.

Those gods and mortals obviously belonged to different forces.

They didn't collude with each other, just because the strength of these three women in colorful clothes was really good, and if they didn't hold a group, they would basically be eliminated.

"Yishan Sword Sect!" Qin Yang recognized the three women's clothing at a glance.

"The one in the middle is very strong. Nan Lingsha stared at the only one among the three women who didn't make much of a move.

The woman's clothes were more plain, her temperament was arrogant and her expression was cold, but she didn't seem to have much interest in the face of this group of gods and mortals who were united in resistance.

However, she still drew her saber.

She pointed her sword at the group of mortals, silently chanting something in her mouth.

"Isn't that Wen Mengru of the Yishan Sword Sect...... Hurry up, hurry up!" At this time, on the other side of the hillside, several dragon herders from the Dragon Training Academy said.

Seeing the three women of the Sword Sect was as if they had seen some kind of ghostly evil, these students of the Dragon Training Academy turned their heads and left, never taking half a step forward!

In front of it is the Nine Army Mountain, and the people who are exploring in the Organ City have learned through various methods and the information and guidance left in the Organ City that the Ninth Army Tomb Mountain is the final place of this power competition.

Moreover, the fifth-level purple-red brocade box can only appear in the Ninth Army Tomb Mountain!

In fact, the city is also undergoing great changes at this time, those different terrains are gradually disappearing, and those complex labyrinths have also become a straight road.

The Jiujun Mountain, which was originally just a small tomb, is slowly rising, and many grave mountains are also emerging, and these grave hills and cemeteries are connected together to form a huge military tomb mountain, and people in the organ city can basically see it standing in the center of the entire city at a glance.

With the passage of time, the brocade boxes scattered in the organ city have been put away, only on the tomb of the Ninth Army, some brocade boxes are like stones on the ground, placed at random.

Either withdraw directly, or step into the Tomb of the Ninth Army, some disciples who fish in troubled waters have basically been eliminated, and those who will go to the Tomb of the Ninth Army are the elites of the major forces, as well as some real powerhouses with extraordinary strength from grassroots backgrounds!

"Whoa!!!

Like a crane, with a tall and independent posture, Wen Mengru, a female disciple of the Sword Sect of the Misty Mountain, suddenly took out a sword, and the sword was like a sunset line that slanted from the window, hitting a top-ranking master-level god mortal!

It was a monk with an iron whip, and his strength was so great that many people on the wall had witnessed this monk defeat many famous disciples of great powers.

But when the sword was pointed at him, the iron-whipped monk was unable to reach it, and he saw the iron whip in his hand fall to the ground, and the mighty monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was forced to slide backwards, crashing into one of the general's colossas!

The general's colossus shook for a while, and the iron whip monk's whole body trembled violently, and the bones and joints in his body were basically misaligned because of the huge power of this sword, no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to stand up straight in the end.

Finally, the Lord-level monk fell to his knees, the blood he spat out contrasting sharply with his pale face.

He struggled to raise his head, his eyes fixed on the woman from the Sword Sect of the Mountains, his face full of shock!

"Jun-level swordsman!" he spat out these words with difficulty.

It was not only this monk who was shocked, but also the elders and hall masters of the major forces on the city tower also widened their eyes, and their eyes involuntarily focused on a sword girl.

The woman, wearing a veil, seemed unwilling to be seen by others.

She didn't say a word, just stared at the battlefield of the Ninth Army Tomb in the Organ City, and she didn't care about the surprised gazes cast by the major forces in the imperial capital!

"Jun level, Wen Mengru of the Sword Sect of the Shan Mountain Sword Sect is worthy of being a shocking heavenly girl, I'm afraid that except for Huo Shangjun, no one in this city can resist her sword, right?"

"Elder, why have you forgotten my eldest brother, my eldest brother is not weak!" Fu Jinwu said with some dissatisfaction.

"Fu Xumei is afraid that he is still inferior, and his dragon is only at the quasi-monarch level, I am afraid that compared with this Wen Mengru, there is still some precipitation. The elder of the Canglong Hall said.

"These veteran forces, all of them are places to cultivate monsters, and I thought that my brother's dragon was promoted to the king level, and he could sweep everyone in this big competition. Anyway, where has my brother gone, why haven't I seen him all this time?"

Fu Xumei.

The strongest disciple of the Canglong Palace!

At this moment, he also walked along the hillside towards the tomb of the Ninth Army, and happened to see Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha, and Qin Yang standing on the hillside.

"Zhu Minglang?" Fu Xumei recognized Zhu Minglang at a glance.

Zhu Minglang turned his head and saw a fairly familiar face, and couldn't help but smile and said, "It's you...... I don't remember your name. ”

Fu Xu's face darkened.