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Huangfu Duan's expression quickly returned to normal, and he spoke one after another, such as Tu Qianjue of White Tiger Mountain, Liang Hongyi of Vermilion Bird Mountain, Sun Boyu of Red Ape Mountain, and Ouyang Hao of Crazy Lion Mountain who has not yet arrived, Zhuge Zhao of Lingbao Mountain, and so on!

At this moment, Lu Chen's gaze condensed, and he saw four cultivators descending from the sky.

Among them, there were two mountain master-level powerful cultivators, two cultivators of the same generation, and one of them was Ouyang Hao. Lu Chen's gaze moved, and Ouyang Hao's gaze also flew over, and the eyes of the two people met in midair.

Lu Chen obviously felt that Ouyang Hao's body had an extraordinarily strong aura, and his heart shook slightly, this guy was much stronger than a year ago, a year ago, his strength was about the same as Xu Yang, but now, he has surpassed Xu Yang, surpassed Huangfu Duan, and is even half stronger than Yao Zhonghua, only under Ji Shanhe, and his cultivation is only in the late stage of Yunling, once he breaks through the peak realm of Yunling, and between Jishanhe, which is stronger and which is weaker, it is difficult to judge.

Lu Chen let out a sigh: "This Ouyang Hao is really extraordinary!"

Huangfu Duan didn't feel the other flavors in Lu Chen's words, nodded and said, "Of course he is extraordinary...... Starting from a small faction, after entering the Crazy Lion Mountain, he emerged, went against the current, swept away the cultivators of the same generation, and achieved a great reputation, you must know that the Crazy Lion Mountain is not trivial, the elites are numerous, and the elites who were suppressed by him to the death, some of them are almost not below me in terms of strength. ”

There was a hint of jealousy in Huang Fuduan's words, and soon Huang Fuduan's eyes moved slightly, and he snorted coldly: "But he wants to win me, but it's not that simple!"

Lu Chen knew in his heart that the strength of this emperor was extraordinary, and his identity was even more ordinary, and there would always be some backgrounds that were difficult for others to achieve.

At this time, Lu Chen suddenly felt a strong hostile gaze, his expression moved slightly, his gaze flew, and fell on the young man beside Ouyang Hao, and he was a little stunned: "What's the matter with this guy?"

Just when he was a little unsure of why, the mountain master-level cultivator who was with this young man, his body shook, and he walked over to this side, his indifferent gaze swept over Lu Chen, and he took it back without interest, it seemed that it was because Lu Chen was only a cultivator in the early stage of Yunling, and he didn't even have the heart to detect his specific strength.

This powerful cultivator laughed: "Senior Brother Xuanwu, even if you Xuanwu Mountain can't choose a decent disciple, you don't need to take the disciples of the early stage of Yunling to make up the number, you are smiling and generous, isn't it? ”

Huangfu said in a low voice: "He is the Lord of Spirit Leopard Mountain." ”

Lu Chen's eyebrows moved slightly, this person is the master of the Giant Elephant Mountain, and the one who followed him must be the elite of Lingbao Mountain, Zhuge Zhao.

Lu Chen didn't understand why this guy was hostile to him, but after seeing the Spirit Leopard Mountain Lord, he understood. As soon as this person came up, he sarcastically mocked the Lord of Xuanwu Mountain, and it was obvious that he had a lot of trouble with the Lord of Xuanwu Mountain, and it was logical that even the cultivators of Lingbao Mountain were hostile to Lu Chen.

Zhuge Zhao stared at Lu Chen with a contemptuous expression, and snorted coldly: "In the early stage of Yunling, you dare to appear here, I think you are looking for death." ”

Lu Chen smiled indifferently and was noncommittal.

Lu Chen's indifference was like a bucket of boiling oil, pouring down from the top of Zhuge Zhao's head, such a cultivator in the late stage realm of Yunling exploded on the spot, wanting to attack, but couldn't find a reason, he could only snort heavily: "What are you proud of!"

The Xuanwu Mountain Lord looked as usual, and smiled slightly: "Isn't it a number, won't you know after the game starts?" Senior Brother Lingbao, what do you say!"

The face of the Lord of the Spirit Leopard Mountain turned green on the spot, and he said sharply: "You are still not convinced, good, very good! Later, if Zhuge Zhao touches this waste of your Xuanwu Mountain, he will definitely let this guy know what is wrong! Hmph, Zhao'er, let's go, let's go over there and sit." ”

Zhuge Zhao glared at Lu Chen viciously, his expression indescribably sinister.

Lu Chen simply closed his eyes, Zhuge Zhao was furious, and wanted to attack, but in the end, he followed the Spirit Leopard Mountain Lord to the side without saying a word.

Huangfu laughed twice and said, "Senior Brother Lu doesn't have to be as knowledgeable as a person like Zhuge Zhao! This guy, when he was a miscellaneous disciple, was like this, with his nostrils facing the sky, as if he was invincible in the world! Later, if the battle starts and there is a chance to run into him, beat him up, and he will be honest! These fellow disciples present all came over like this. ”

Lu Chen smiled knowingly and said, "It seems that Senior Brother also beat him." ”

Huangfu was a little proud.

Time passed little by little, half an hour!

At this moment, the void shook, and a white-haired old man in a purple robe walked out of the void, bowed his hand to everyone with an apologetic face, and said, "Senior brothers, the old man is late, forgive me, forgive me!"

The white-haired old man was very humble, but the mountain masters present did not dare to hold it up, stood up from their seats, and said one after another: "Senior brother can take time out of his busy schedule to come over and preside over this competition between juniors, which is already very good!"

"Yes, senior brother, even if you come a day late, I'm willing to wait, haha!" Such a group of mountain masters are so humble, you can imagine how unusual the identity of the white-haired old man is.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly: "You're welcome, the first year of the outer disciples, the first master of each mountain after the small test, and the strongest outer disciple of the sect to win the victory is the tradition of the sect, and the old man has the honor to preside over such a competition, which is also the honor of the old man." First of all, let me introduce myself, the old man is the deacon of the sect of the sect, surnamed Bao, you can call the old man Bao Lao, and Bao Shibo can be. Before announcing the specific rules of the competition, the old man first talked about the issue of rewards, and I believe that all the disciples present are also very concerned about this issue. ”

The eyes of all the cultivators fell on the white-haired old man.

The same is true for Lu Chen.

This time, the strongest outer disciple in the top ten outer sect regions will be bored if there is not enough color, after all, honor is sometimes, and it can't be eaten, and Lu Chen is also a pragmatic person, so he naturally cares about it.

Bao Lao's narrowed gaze, saw the expressions on the faces of a group of Spirit Realm cultivators, and grabbed the void with one hand, a ball containing very strong spiritual breath fluctuations, comparable to the turtle spirit grass given to Lu Chen by the Lord of Tengsnake Mountain, and the spirit grass with fluorescent flickering throughout the body was suspended in front of Bao Lao.

The eyes of the cultivators of the Yunling Realm suddenly lit up, and they shouted one after another: "Xiling Grass!"

"It's actually Xiling Grass, but this thing is extraordinary, if it is my weapon, it can be washed away by the energy of Xiling Grass, and it will definitely be able to go further!"

"With this thing, this competition for the first place in the Aragami faction is much more interesting!"

"This must be the reward of winning the first place, right?" Of course, the people who said these words were the slightly weaker ones among the ten cultivators who came from various mountains to participate in the competition. And Ji Shanhe, Ouyang Hao, Yao Zhonghua, and even Huangfu didn't see any fluctuations in their expressions, it seemed that just such a spirit grass was not enough to impress them.

Bao Lao said indifferently: "This is just the disciple who won the third place, and the reward he received——"