"I'm ......" Tang Le's eyes twitched, and he said weakly: "That...... In that case, I will burn the sword pattern battle rune of the ninth layer of the godfall, and how about you help me refine the two rune towers?"

"Of course you can, even if you don't burn it, my guild will help you refine two rune towers!" Nan Li's expression was excited when he heard this, his hands trembled a little, he suppressed the vibration in his heart fiercely, and said embarrassedly:

"This ...... That, Tang Xiaoyou, actually...... In fact, the sword pattern battle talisman is now only from the first layer to the sixth layer, and the seventh and eighth layers have all been destroyed in the battle, so ...... Huh!"

When Tang Le heard a few black lines appear on his forehead, he snorted coldly: "It's an infighting, right?"

Nanli nodded awkwardly.

"It's infighting again, it was like this when it was in Beiling, it's still like this here, you can really do it!"

Nan Li smiled, but he didn't say much, the matter of the infighting in the Refining Guild was known to the whole world, and it had become a recognized fact, and it was not something he could stop.

"Fight you, I don't have the ability to care, when the time comes, I will burn the sword pattern battle talisman, and you will give the two rune towers to be cleared!"

He was really speechless about the Refining Guild, and he couldn't complain that he would fall like this, and the possibility of growth was very low.

Who would join such a guild of infighting and become their victims? I really don't want to have too much contact with them.

Besides, these people look at him respectfully, who knows who is sincere, maybe one day they suddenly stab themselves in the back, it will be really sad.

"No, no, no, what is the two clear, you are the descendant of the inheritance of the king of the south, we ......"

"Do you want to watch you fight among yourself and kill the Xuanwen faction?" Tang Le's voice couldn't help but rise.

"It's true that I am the heir of the King of the South, but I am not the heir of the Bright City Refining Guild, I have no obligation, let alone the mood to fight, I even have the idea of not leaving you a sword pattern battle talisman now, sooner or later it will be destroyed by internal fighting, or even robbed by others, why should I keep it?"

Nanli was even more embarrassed, and hot sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

Tang Le's words are true, since the sword pattern battle talisman can destroy the first time, can't it destroy the second and third times?

This is how the things left by your predecessors caused you to be in trouble?

It can be said that they are all unworthy descendants!

Tang Le looked at Nan Li and sighed faintly: "I really don't understand, what are you fighting so for?"

Nan Li's eyebrows jumped, and said, "Actually...... In fact, this has something to do with the people above, it has lasted for thousands of years, and the era of King Nan was fighting!"

"That's it, forget it, I'll just listen to this matter, how should we come and how to come, the transaction continues, besides, after all, I belong to the mantle of Nanwang's predecessors, just give me a position, don't attract attention, you should understand the truth of Mu Xiu Yulin!"

Tang Le did this completely for the sake of Yancheng, lest they come to the past, after all, such a big force, it is better to have a good relationship with them in the early stage.

"Okay, I'll discuss with everyone at that time to see what positions are important and don't attract people's attention!"

"Hmm!" Tang Le nodded, "The matter of reaching the top can't be leaked out, otherwise being targeted will not be a good thing for me or the Refining Guild!"

Nan Li's face showed a solemn look, and said solemnly, "I know this, but because you went to the second layer in the early stage, we drove out those participating disciples, so we can't completely deny it, let's just say that you were forced to come down when you reached the second layer, and the harvest was mediocre!"

"Well, that's the most reasonable!" Tang Le nodded, and then sighed:

"Although I can comprehend the sword pattern battle talisman now, and I can burn it out, but what I can drive can only be a Xuan-level high-level formation, and it is more difficult to drive a more advanced one, is there any elixir to enhance the divine soul?"

"Of course I won't ask for it in vain, the Izumo Stone will also be returned to the Izumo Stone, and in addition, I also beg the guild to sell me some high-grade refining materials, I really lack them in my hands!"

Although Nan Li was a little painful, he still agreed, after all, if he wanted Tang Le to burn the seventh, eighth, and ninth layers of the sword pattern battle talisman, it would not work without the support of a strong divine soul power.

If he knew that Tang Le could now be enlightened to the saint-level formation, I don't know how he would feel.

The two talked for a long time, and basically reached an intention to cooperate, as for the competition of the Refining Guild, Tang Le decided not to participate, it was meaningless, and it would only cause unnecessary trouble.

came out of the refining guild and walked around, and his face gradually became gloomy.

In addition to the person at the beginning, there are a few more followers in the back, and they belong to different forces depending on the situation.

"It's really too much, is it going to be a big drama in Beiling City again?"

Tang Le is simply tired of it.

Let's turn their faces with them on the street, Guangming City implements a ban on fighting, and they can't come openly, but let them follow, it's really troublesome.

"Oh, teleporter!"

The corners of Tang Le's mouth curled slightly, and he came to a secluded corner, and before those people could gather around, Tang Le took out the teleportation charm, grinned at them, and disappeared in front of them under their stunned gaze.

"Bastard!" these people were so depressed that they had been following him for so long.

Such a big imperial city, crowded with people, where to find?

By the time Tang Le returned to his residence in a black robe, it was already dark.

It was more sad, and it was teleported to a hundred miles outside the city.

Tang Le swore that once he found those people, he would have to repair them well, and this grievance could not be swallowed like this.

Tang Xinxin was pressed by her mother, teaching her the cultivation method, Qin Yang and Jun fell in the room to practice, Tang Le said hello to the old man Tang Hai, returned to the room and took out the corpse of the corpse royal family and began to refine.

After obtaining five drops of bone holy source and four drops of soul liquid, Junluo later took out two suppressed corpse royal clansmen, which were also refined.

The Bone Saint Source Qin Yang and Jun Luo were two and a half drops each, and the soul liquid was taken by Tang Le, which made the crystal skull a lot brighter, and the divine soul power was not much enhanced, but the control of the divine soul power became more and more handy.

"It's a pity that I didn't meet Meng Meng!" looked at the remaining two drops of bone holy source, then put it away again, called the two people who had changed their strength, and Liu Qingwen's family said goodbye and came to the largest square in the imperial city.

The square was already full of people, all of whom were disciples who had come to participate in the competition, and the number was more than 50,000.

Almost all the Tianjiao of the Mingxuan Dynasty were concentrated here.

At the front were the disciples of the four major dynasties and the various forces of the Mingxuan Dynasty, behind were the participating disciples of the middle-level dynasties that depended on them, and at the back were the low-level dynasties.

Tang Le's soul power spread, and then his eyes lit up, and he asked Qin Yang and Jun Luo to wait, and came to the team of the Qianyuan Dynasty in front, and patted a woman on the shoulder who was laughing with the man on the side.

"Brother Tang Le!" Seeing the person who patted her, Miao Meng looked back and was overjoyed.

"It's really you, why are you here?" Tang Le said with a smile.

"Why can't I come if you can come?" Miao Meng's eyes narrowed into a slit, and she reached out and hugged Tang Le's arm naturally, making him slam his body.

Taking a long breath, he quickly collected his mind and said, "Are you alone?"

"Well, it's just me, they're all scattered, I only know that when I arrive at Mingxuan, maybe I'll meet them during the battle of the dynasty, but it's not much, only ten disciples will be sent!"

Tang Le nodded, "Let's go, I'll take you to meet two people!"

"Mengmeng, who is he?" Seeing Miao Meng holding Tang Le, the face of the man who had been talking and laughing with Miao Meng just now became very unnatural.

"Yunfei, he's ......"

"Tang San, cute third brother!" Tang Le snatched the words and said directly.

"Did I let you say it? What are you when I asked?" Yun Fei's face changed instantly.

"Who is he?" Tang Le's face sank, and he looked at Miao Meng and said.

"Ordinary friends, I just met after I came out!" Miao Meng said lightly.

Tang Le nodded, and said stimulatingly: "It's better to have less contact with this kind of personless goods in the future!"

"What are you talking about, looking for death!" Yun Fei was furious, and he slapped him over.

As a seed player of the Qianyuan Dynasty, Yunfei is quite arrogant, he once fought with Miao Meng, and was attracted by this cute little girl, and he had already moved to take her down.

As soon as the two met, they were already stimulated, and when they were provoked by Tang Le, they were directly stabbed.

Syllable!

The slap resounded throughout the audience, and the surroundings instantly quieted down, and then saw that Yun Fei, who was doing it, was slapped five meters away, and his body flew out with a whirl, his cheeks swollen and high, and several teeth were fanned out.

"Lao Tzu is the third brother of Meng Meng, are you a pig's head? What am I, what are you?

Tang Le was furious, and the terrifying momentum was pressed down in the air, and the suppressed Yun Fei lay on the ground and couldn't move the slightest.

"You...... Fuck this bastard for me!" Yun Fei was ashamed and indignant, it was embarrassing enough to be slapped by someone, and now he was suppressed and couldn't raise his head, so he threw his face to his grandmother's house.

"Who dare to move?" Miao Meng stood forward and took out a thick-backed knife, with a fierce momentum, like a tiger calf, and suppressed everyone at once.

"What's going on?" a deep voice sounded, and a man of about thirty years old walked over, his face gloomy.

Changji, the third tiger among the three tigers of Qianyuan, has monstrous combat power, ruthlessness, and prestige.

"Young Master Chang, this kid came to us to spread wilderness, and he slapped Yunfei in the face!"

Of course, Changji saw Yun Fei's embarrassed appearance, and looked at Tang Le sharply: "You have gone a little too far!"

"Do you know the reason, and do you know who I am? Jumping to conclusions, you will lose face at that time, don't blame me for not reminding you!" Tang Le grinned, glanced at Changji lightly, and said to Miao Meng:

"Let's go!"

"Stop!" Chang Ji stopped beside the two of them, "Do the people who beat me want to leave? And you Miao Meng, cooperate with outsiders to deal with your own people, do you want to die?"

Tang Le patted Miao Meng, who was about to rush out, and made her take a step back, with a murderous aura on her face, and said coldly: "I want to save some face for you in front of everyone, since you don't want it, what do I have to scruple about!"

After Tang Le finished speaking, he punched over.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Changji's mouth, and then a punch also slammed over, the fist was mighty, and it had the might of a tiger.

With a bang, the two of them retreated in unison, and Changji felt a sharp pain in his fists, and his face became solemn.

"One of the Three Tigers of Qianyuan is just like that, let's go!" A punch to test Changji's strength, Tang Le couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The shackle realm is a heavy realm, although it is an intermediate bloodline, the strength is only about 40,000, if he doesn't keep his hand, he can be blasted to the rostrum with one punch.

Someone wanted to stop Tang Le and the others, but Changji shouted at them.

"Chang Gongzi, let him go like this, we are unwilling!" Many people's expressions were ugly.

"If you are unwilling, you have to hold back Lao Tzu, he has hidden his strength, and the most important thing is the intermediate bloodline and shackles, if we continue to fight, it will only make others laugh at us!"

Changji knew that things couldn't be made big, and people came to call his sister, what did it matter if your people stopped him?

Because the Qianyuan Dynasty was standing in front, many people noticed it, especially those who had followed Tang Le, seeing that he had a tie with Changji, their hearts trembled, and they secretly wiped a handful of sweat.

However, some people's killing intent was even stronger, especially the disciples of merchants and White Emperor City who participated in the Battle of the Hundred Dynasties.

In the corner of the dark, there was another person, looking at Tang Le's eyes cold and vicious, stinging and devouring: "Tang Le, I want you to pay back everything in the Meng family, wait for me!"

Tang Le could also feel a lot of strange eyes, but they were all competitors, so he didn't care much!

"Brother Tang Le, yes, Changji is a heavy shackle realm, although you didn't use all your strength, you actually fought to a close end, sure enough, as Sister Gu Yue said, you are a little pervert!"

Miao Meng's face was full of excitement.

"Then there is such a compliment to your brother, by the way, when I see my friend in a while, you can calm down!" Tang Le admonished.

"What do you mean?" Miao Meng looked puzzled.

"Does Junluo know?"

"Huh, that bastard, where is he, see if I don't kill him, huh, how do you know him?" As soon as Miao Meng heard this, the little tiger teeth were exposed, and the tiger spirit exploded, and then suddenly retracted, and looked at Tang Le in surprise.

"We are both from Daqin, why do you say I know him, and the relationship is very good!"

"Hmph, that's not good, he's just a big bastard, and his speech is ugly!" Miao Meng was a little reluctant.

"But you chased and killed people for 100,000 miles, and your anger has disappeared, right?"

Tang Le didn't say that it was okay, as soon as he said that Miao Meng directly blew up the thorn, he shouted: "You think I'm willing to chase this disciple, he doesn't have a door, he always comes to talk about me, where is he, see if I don't skin him!"

Tang Le was stunned, it seems that Jun Luo didn't explain honestly.

As soon as Miao Meng appeared, Jun Luo jumped up with a snort, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his hair exploded, and he shouted, "Little Tiger Girl!"

"Black charcoal head, see if I don't kill you!" Miao Meng saw it, and rushed forward with a vicious wind.

"Jun Luo, you dare to fight back, Lao Tzu will kill you!" Seeing Jun Luo's full strength, Tang Le shouted angrily, which directly made Jun Luo lose his anger, and was hit in the face by Miao Meng's punch, hitting a Venus and jumping around.