(1st Update)

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic lines in black gold and getting a chance to draw a lottery, do you want to start the lottery wheel?"

"No!"

When Yang Ming spoke, the entire mountain was silent.

The remaining thirty percent of the Haotian Sect disciples who were awake in the field glared angrily at Yang Ming one by one, obviously dissatisfied with Yang Ming's tone, and said that the annexation of Haotian Sect was so easy, they simply didn't take them seriously!

"Huh."

The corners of the Seven Elders' mouths pursed a disdainful sneer, and the laughter was extremely rampant and loud, even wrapped in a thick soul power, which seemed to make the entire Haotian Sect tremble.

"Ignorant child, I see that you are the envoy of the Bombing Heaven Gang, so I put up with you again and again, and now you actually want to annex our Haotian Sect, I am the first to disagree!"

The words of the Seven Elders were quite contagious and immediately resonated with the others.

The voices of condemning Yang Ming and supporting the Seven Elders kept pouring into his ears.

The scene was chaotic and noisy.

"Oh?"

Yang Ming seemed to have expected a thorn to jump out, he didn't care at all, his eyebrows raised slightly, the space behind him was golden ripples, and a mysterious sword with an evil body fell into Yang Ming's palm, and he pulled it out of the king's treasure space.

As soon as this sword came out, the blood soared to the sky!

This sword seems to have killed tens of thousands of human beings, the killing aura lingers around the sword body, and the vicious blood light sets off it like a legendary artifact, and mysterious runes are engraved on it, especially the black and white impermanence, blood red nine-headed bat soul imprint, which is even more evil.

As soon as it appeared, a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones seemed to appear in everyone's eyes.

Under the stacking of bones, a white-covered skull throne was achieved, and Yang Ming sat on the throne with his eyes half-closed, holding the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword facing downward, piercing into the bone seat.

Just as many Haotian Sect disciples were trapped in the demonic obstacle and couldn't extricate themselves, a majestic burst of shouts sounded:

"Presumptuous!"

The voice was just like that of the Seven Elders, and as soon as he went, he expelled the spiritual influence exerted by the God Killing Realm on the disciples and let them get out of the illusion.

When they realized that everything they had seen and heard just now was just an illusion, many Haotian Sect disciples turned pale and had palpitations.

Without him, the illusion just now is too real!

This is Yang Ming's combination of kaleidoscope writing wheel eye and god killing domain tricks, within the range of the god killing domain with a diameter of a kilometer, he will indiscriminately carry out illusion attacks on everyone, unless it is a person with strong mental power, or a strong heart, it is difficult to get rid of this large-scale illusion attack.

Yang Ming looked coldly at the Seven Elders on the central stage, the tip of his sword pointed at his neck, and said with a smile:

"Seventh Elder, didn't you insist on opposing me just now, okay, I'll give you a chance, come and compare with me, if you win, what I just said will be invalidated, and I apologize to you in public, and leave the Haotian Sect with my people."

"But, if you lose, just stay aside for me and shut your dog's mouth!"

Being provoked in front of so many people, especially a minor teenager like Yang Ming, the Seventh Elder's face changed again and again, and he was so angry that he was angry.

As one of the five elders of Haotian Sect, this seventh elder has an extremely high status in the sect, even Tang Xiao has to give him three points, how can he stand being so scorned by Yang Ming, an outsider junior, at this time!

"I ......"

The Seven Elders' mouths opened slightly, and they were about to open their mouths to fight.

At this moment, the elder with long eyebrows pressed his wrist and said in a low voice:

"You don't know anything about Yang Ming, you just end up so easily, if you win, it's okay to say, but if you lose, not only will your face be disgraced, even we will follow you to embarrass people!"

Hearing this, the Seven Elders knew that Elder Changmei had already made up his mind, so they listened to his arrangement.

The old man with long eyebrows first glanced at the group out of the corner of his eye, Tang Chen, who was standing in the corner, saw that his eyes were closed, his hands were folded, and he recited the scriptures in a low voice, as if he didn't care much about the disturbances of the world, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, so he looked at Yang Ming and said:

"Young man, don't be too rampant, this is the Haotian Sect after all, if it weren't for the sake of the Bombing Heaven Gang, just for the sake of what you just said, I could cure you for a big disrespectful crime!"

First, he put on a high hat for Yang Ming, and the elder with long eyebrows continued:

"What's more, what is the identity of the Seventh Elder, and what is your identity, is he something you can challenge casually? Even if you are an envoy of the Bombing Heaven Gang and come to our Haotian Sect, you have to act according to the rules of our Haotian Sect! ”

"Where is Tang Hu?"

"Second uncle!" A sturdy man who looked to be about forty years old walked out of the crowd.

When he walked out of the crowd, the three generations of disciples made way on their own, which showed his status in the sect.

The old man with long eyebrows seemed to have a lot of confidence in this young man, and said in an indifferent tone:

"Tang Hu, you go down and learn a thing or two with this envoy of the Bombing Heaven Gang, our Haotian Sect is always the top force, remember, friendship first, competition second, don't cripple people, we have to save face for the Bombing Gang."

Although the elder with long eyebrows did not speak as bluntly as the Seventh Elder, in and out of his words, he pointed to Sang and scolded Huai, so he almost pointed at Yang Ming's nose and scolded them for being a group of turtles who had become rich.

"Yes!"

Tang Hu took the military order and walked down the central stage step by step.

With every step he took out, the momentum on his body rose by an inch, and when he stood less than ten meters away from Yang Ming, his momentum was extremely condensed, like a fierce tiger on all fours, opening its bloody mouth towards people, leading the tiger to roar in the mountains and forests.

At the same time, the soul power belonging to the sixty-fourth level Soul Emperor was also unabashedly released, and a series of six soul rings, yellow, purple, and black standard combinations, complemented each other, interpreting his strength.

The face of this third-generation elite of Haotian Sect was very gloomy, his face was as heavy as water, but the whole person was extremely calm, tall but not stout, and did not have any emotional fluctuations because of the words of the elder with long eyebrows.

"Tang Hu, the sixty-fourth level strong attack system Battle Soul Emperor, please!"

made a gesture of invitation to Yang Ming, and Tang Hu was very personable in terms of etiquette.

Yang Ming naturally wouldn't be rude, otherwise it would really make people think that the Bombing Gang was a nouveau riche.

"Yang Ming, the sixty-seventh level strong attack system Battle Soul Emperor, please." Yang Ming responded lightly.

However, as soon as his words came out, it immediately set off a storm among everyone.

Even, even Tang Hu, who has always been calm and unmoved by foreign objects, twitched his face imperceptibly, obviously not believing it.

Yang Ming didn't have any intention of hiding it, anyway, he would exert all his strength later, so he showed his soul ring one by one.

One purple, four black, one gray!

As soon as the soul ring comes out, who will compete!