Chapter 1680: Public

The Sect Master of the Wasteland Sect, Lang Chopping Wind, opened his mouth and said: "Back to the Hall Master, this time it was the people of Qingyun Sect who blocked us, and even I sent people to communicate with the people of Qingyun Sect, they directly turned us away, and asked the sect master to be the master for us!" ”

Hearing Lang Chofeng's words, the hall master of the Divine Desolate Palace, Huang Xiaotian, was stunned for a moment, and his brows furrowed, "I'm afraid this matter is not easy to handle......

"Sect Master, if this matter is settled like this, I'm afraid it won't work, the people of Qingyunmen are so arrogant that they dare to stop the people of our wasteland, I'm afraid they want to provoke a war!" The Sect Master of the Wasteland Sect, Lang Slashed the Wind, his heart became sinister, he wanted to provoke the confrontation between the Wasteland Screaming Heaven and Qingyun Mountain, so that he would have no time to care about their Wasteland Sect. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But he also knew one thing, the people of the Divine Desolate Temple had long been at odds with Qingyunmen.

The desolate Xiaotian of the Divine Desolate Hall frowned, and said, "The people who are in the Nether Realm this time are the elders or disciples of the Qingyun Sect?" ”

Lang Qifeng immediately replied: "Hui Yu Hall Master, he is a disciple." ”

"Disciple ......"

Huang Xiaotian spoke: "In that case, what do you say you can do? ”

Hearing Huang Xiaotian ask like this, Lang Chofeng pretended to be and said, "Returning to the hall master, there is really nothing to pay attention to...... below."

"Didn't pay attention? If you don't have an idea, then what's the use of me keeping you? Wild Howling said coldly.

Hearing Huang Xiaotian's words, Lang Chufeng's whole person trembled, how can this guy be moody, he should ask himself again, so that he can also say the method in his heart.

Lang Chofeng didn't dare to delay, otherwise, Huang Xiaotian slapped him to death, I'm afraid it would be enough for him to stand it, so he said: "Back to the hall master, I just thought of a way, I don't know if it's feasible or not." ”

Huang Xiaotian laughed, "It seems that I don't put pressure on you, you are not motivated, let's talk about it, what is the solution, if it is feasible, I will be rewarded!" ”

Hearing Huang Xiaotian's words, Lang Chufeng slandered in his heart, "There are many rewards, it's good enough for you not to kill me, I don't expect your appreciation." ”

Lang Chopping Wind opened his mouth and said his thoughts, "Back to the hall master, I think we can already make this matter public, and let the people of the upper realm go to find the artifact, in that case......"

"Are you sure the artifact will be ours in that case?" How could Wild Scream not think about this? But the upper realm is too big, many powerful masters are lurking, and they have been in retreat for hundreds of years, if they know this news, it would be strange that they can still get artifacts in the Divine Desolate Temple.

"Hall Master, I have already thought about this matter, we can do this, just inform the upper realm of this matter, let everyone know, after all, there are many masters in the upper realm, since this is the case, we will use them, and the masters of the Yuanying realm, I'm afraid there are not many to do in the lower realm, after all, the stronger the strength, the stronger the suppression of them by the lower realm."

"If they are in the lower realm, I am afraid that they will be no different from ordinary cultivators, and if they die in the lower realm, won't the gains outweigh the losses at that time?"

"That's right, but what if someone else gets it first?" Wild Xiaotian asked.

At this time, Lang Chufeng laughed again, "It's better in this way, if that's really the case, we can just do it!" ”

Hearing Lang Chofeng's words, Huang Xiaotian frowned, "You mean to ......"

"Returning to the sect master, I mean that we also send disciples to the sect, as long as they monitor Lin Fei, Lin Fei is the owner of the artifact, as long as anyone gets the artifact, then we can be the first to know."

Lang Chofeng said, and reminded: "Hall Master, don't forget, we are the first people to know that Lin Fei is carrying an artifact, this is a matter that is beneficial to us, so ...... Let the hall master decide for himself. ”

Huang Xiaotian was thinking about the gains and losses in his heart, and finally he gritted his teeth, slapped the table, and said: "Since this is the case, then this matter will be handed over to you to deal with, I am optimistic about you, in the future, you will be the elder outside the door of the Divine Desolate Temple, this is the token." ”

The outer gate elder of the Divine Desolate Temple, this is simply a supreme honor, for Lang Chofeng, this is equivalent to an admission letter from a prestigious university, which is enough to make Lang Chofeng crazy.

After Huang Xiaotian had been gone for a long time, Lang Chofeng reacted, then excitedly looked at the token in his hand, and said: "Hehe, I don't believe that your Qingyunmen will continue to jump like this, and when the people in the upper realm know that there is an artifact in the lower realm, I am afraid that it will be like a dumpling, and they will start to rush towards the lower realm." ”

Things were similar to what Lang Chopping Wind thought, he spread the news that there was an artifact in the Nether, and it soon spread throughout the entire wasteland, and at the same time spread to the world beyond the wasteland.

Soon after, many people on the continent already knew that there were artifacts in the Nether, although many people were skeptical, but there were even more people who believed in it, and they didn't know the situation in the Nether.

But they know that the Nether Realm will definitely not be so safe, especially the masters of the Yuanying Realm, they know that their situation in the Nether Realm is not optimistic, and they have heard many people in the same path talk about all kinds of things in the Nether, so there are too few masters in the Yuanying Realm, and there are too few people in the Nether.

The people of the Jindan realm began to prepare for the lower realm, and at the same time, many forces in the upper realm also began to prepare for the lower realm, so that their disciples went to the lower realm to see if there was really an artifact.

Lin Fei and they are still living and working in peace and contentment, and they have a good life, but today, suddenly they felt the breath of a large group of people poured into this world, and everyone was scared stupid!

This powerful force seemed to appear out of thin air, Lin Fei didn't expect that there were so many people in the Netherworld, he felt that the Divine Stone in his hand was shining and hot, and the strands were actually constantly wandering in the Nether.

"What the hell is going on?" Lin Fei didn't understand what was going on, why were there so many people in the lower realm all of a sudden? There must be something greasy in this!

"Lin Fei, what should I do?" Zhang Fan looked at Lin Fei, if they were allowed to kill these people from the upper realm, it was almost unrealistic.

Lin Fei sighed and said, "It seems that I can only invite my senior brother!" ”

"Your senior brother? Who is it? Is he powerful? "Zhang Fan didn't understand, Lin Fei's senior brother should be from the Nether, right?

And Lin Yu's face was full of contempt, "Even if you let your senior brother come, it's useless, this group of people from the upper realm obviously has a purpose, and they are not instigated by others, such a group of people, you people from the lower realm can't deal with it at all, surrender." ”

Hearing Lin Yu's words, Lin Fei smiled, "I never accept my fate. (To be continued.) )