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This group of people gathered together, the violent momentum fluctuated, flowed unsteadily, and flew up unscrupulously, although they didn't say anything, their eyebrows and angry eyes already showed their attitude! It was obvious that they had extremely strong vigilance and hostility towards Lu Chen, a group of thirty-three cultivators who had risen from below.

Lu Chen just glanced at this group of people lightly, and his gaze fell on the other thirty-two cultivators. Among them, there are eight familiar cultivators. The cultivators of the seven factions who came over with him on the Sikong Ce flying boat, each faction, there was one person, the two strong factions, such as the Qianshan faction behind Ouyang Hao, and the other Tianqing faction, which was enough to compete with the Qianshan faction and sent fifteen people over, were also two.

As for the remaining twenty-four people, although Lu Chen didn't know the forces behind them, it was a very important existence.

And the two people who were most familiar with this group of cultivators, one was Yun Shu of the Tianhe Sect, and the other was Shen Xingzhou of the Lingyun Sect.

When this guy's gaze fell on Lu Chen, he shrank for a moment, and the horror in his eyes shook wildly. Lu Chen was in his heart, almost like a magic barrier, he never expected that he would be in the same outer gate area as Lu Chen, it would be strange that he could be in a good mood, when his facial muscles were beating hard, a deep voice shot out of his throat, and said: "Lu Chen, don't be complacent, this place is not as good as the flying boat after all!"

The light in Lu Chen's eyes suddenly bloomed, he shook his arm, plucked out his ears, and said, "What are you talking about, be louder, I didn't hear clearly." ”

Shen Xingzhou wanted to roar loudly, but in the end he didn't dare to say anything, he glanced at Lu Chen gloomily and stepped aside.

At this time, Yun Shu came over and said, "Senior Brother Lu!"

Lu Chen nodded and said, "Senior Brother Yun." ”

Yun Shu said in a deep voice: "In the future, in this area, please take care of Senior Brother." ”

He is not blind, how can he not see that this group of cultivators who have risen from the miscellaneous labor area of the Aragami Sect have cultivated to be strong? Moreover, through the twists and turns on the flying boat, he also understands that the Tianhe Sect is weaker than other sects, and it is not ordinary weak, in this case, he can only ask Lu Chen for more help, and he is very glad that he and Lu Chen are in the same area, which is equivalent to a ready-made thigh, if he doesn't hug it, is it a waste of resources?

Lu Chen understood his thoughts, nodded, and said, "They are all from the Cloud Spirit Continent, shouldn't they help each other?"

Yun Shu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Senior brother said yes."

Shen Xingzhou's facial muscles throbbed violently a few times, and he snorted in his heart: "Wait, our affairs won't be settled like this." ’

There was a gloomy and fierce light in this guy's eyes, and he fluctuated a few times in a row before withdrawing his gaze. Just when a group of cultivators gathered under such an extraordinary mountain peak, the void in front of them fluctuated, and a middle-aged man wearing a green robe with a dragon embroidered on his cuffs that was the same as the cultivator of the Desolate God Sect who had risen from the miscellaneous area walked out of the void.

Fierce breath fluctuations. Lu Chen's eyebrows raised slightly, this person's aura was deep, even if it was not as good as those strong secret realm cultivators he had seen along the way, but it definitely exceeded the existence of the vast majority of Ning Dan realms, if the prediction was correct, it should be an existence that had reached the ultimate realm of Ning Dan.

As soon as this person appeared, a group of disciples from the Desolate God Sect's miscellaneous service area shouted in unison: "The disciple has seen Deacon Yan!"

And Lu Chen's group of cultivators who came from outside were stunned one by one.

Deacon Yan said in a deep voice: "Many of you may not know Yan, it doesn't matter - it's not too late to know now, Yan, his full name is Yan Zhendong! At present, he is the deacon of the Xuanwu Mountain Sect Hall of the Ten Outer Sect Disciples - here Yan welcomes you, whether it is a disciple who has been practicing in his own sect or a disciple who has risen up from below, from now on, you are a member of the Xuanwu Mountain of his own sect!"

"However, don't think that if you become a member of Xuanwu Mountain, you can sit back and relax from now on, fishing for three days and drying nets for two days! If you have such thoughts, I'm sorry, you will soon be eliminated from Xuanwu Mountain, or demoted to a miscellaneous disciple, or directly dismissed and returned to your hometown!"

"Don't have the slightest doubt, whether it is the Xuanwu Mountain Sect Hall, or the Dharma Hall, or the deacons of the Gongwu Hall, they all have such qualifications-in addition, this sect doesn't know how many miscellaneous disciples dream of rushing up and becoming outer disciples!" Yan Zhendong said.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of those who were really slacking off among the cultivators became solemn. The disciples of the Aragami Sect are ordinary, such as the sixty-seven people in front of them, all of them are fierce and fierce, and they are almost perverted.

Yan Zhendong captured the expressions on everyone's faces very well, and the smile on his face was a little more: "Therefore, in Xuanwu Mountain, there are not only deacons like Yan Mou, who are always staring at you, but also the disciples in the miscellaneous area staring at you. ”

As he spoke, Yan Zhendong raised his palm, pointed to the cave mansion that was like a jewel and dotted on the mountainside of Xuanwu Mountain, and said: "Because you are only cultivators of the Yunling Realm, you have no power, you can only live here to open your own cave mansion on Xuanwu Mountain or other peaks in the region! Of course, whether you can get the cave mansion you want in the end depends on the strength of each of you!"

Speaking of this, Yan Zhendong's figure flickered, he disappeared into the void, and only a cold voice burst out: "Yan will give you an hour's time, find your own cave, and after an hour, gather at Xuanwu Square, don't exceed the time limit!"

The sound was completely gone.

When Yan Zhendong disappeared, all the cultivators also understood what he meant, and if they wanted to get the cave mansion they fancied, they had to rely on their fists to fight for it.

The aura on the bodies of all the cultivators couldn't help but erupt, rumbling and shaking, and one by one their eyes swished, looking for their favorite caves. The higher the position of these caves, the stronger the spiritual spirit qi contained.

A cultivator whose breath was not under Ouyang Hao among the cultivators who rose up from the area of the Desolate God Sect moved slightly, and the black robe on Zhou's body tumbled, and the blazing breath fluctuated like the blazing sun, blasting from his body, his body rose and fell, and he went straight to the highest position of the cave. The people in the crowd who were also staring at this cave house shifted their eyes and shook their heads helplessly: This person is too strong to compete-

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