Chapter Sixty-Nine: Fishing Thunder Pond with Fire and Water

Obviously, mentioning the proportion of the number of people in Dongfeng Pavilion is obviously looking for trouble, but what kind of hatred and resentment are there, if you have to say it on such a scene, this is a problem.

Obviously, he will not be just a person, there must be someone behind him, if he is just a person, he will definitely have some scruples, and his actions must be complete enough, and he will not rush forward.

But what about now?

The question raised is very sharp, this is touching the mold of the East Wind Pavilion, and in this way, the two parties will inevitably be on the same footing, and they don't have enough strength, I'm afraid they will be planted here.

It can be seen that he has full confidence and can deal with a series of follow-up measures of Dongfeng Pavilion, and he can easily solve the current contradictions.

There is the support of the forces and the strength to deal with it, there are not many such scattered cultivators, and as far as the Eastern Regions are concerned, there are only a few sporadic organizations.

Of course, for Dongfeng Pavilion, a sect that monopolizes the Eastern Regions, these so-called organizations, that is, if they didn't have much time to fight, they would have already achieved unification.

Dongfeng Pavilion is now the main negotiation object, except for the other three domains, the rest is the Naluo Heavenly Palace.

Compared with the other domains, the Eastern Regions have a certain strength, even Luo Tiandian has not been able to completely control it, and can only favor Zhao'an and form unequal allies.

In this way, Dongfeng Pavilion can also be regarded as a force under Luo Tiandian, and it needs to focus on Luo Tiandian, and of course it has enough freedom to act.

For this kind of jumping clown who comes to the door to find a fight, Dongfeng Pavilion naturally doesn't mind making a move, and by the way, it shocks the entire Eastern Regions.

At this time, Ling Shuang was a little interested, in his current cognition, since the Dongfeng Pavilion had become big in the Eastern Regions, how could he not handle the affairs of a domain, the so-called outside must first be inside, and many forces were acting like this.

"Fellow Daoist, you can go." The man in black issued an ultimatum, even if he was bound to make a move, he still came out like this, standing on the highest point of morality, he would not fall behind.

"If you want to make a move, you will shoot, where is there so much nonsense, if you come out like this, who will you show it? Who in the entire Eastern Regions doesn't know the virtues of your Dongfeng Pavilion?! ”

After the trouble-stirring white-clothed Sanxiu said these words, the man in black couldn't bear it anymore, and the sword light swept up, blowing a strong storm, making the building tremble slightly.

At this time, the white gauze female cultivator's jade hand was raised, and an illusory robe immediately appeared, enveloping the entire pavilion and enveloping everyone in it.

With a flick of the white-clothed robe, thousands of insects headed towards the man in black, covering the entire lake, like a demon locust devouring everything, wanting to tear off the flesh and blood of the man in black.

The snow-white sword light and the hazy insects were separated at two ends, like two sources of mutual erosion, like two tribes fighting, clashing endlessly.

The clothes fluttered, and the black-clothed man in the sword light conjured up five figures, joined forces to form a battle formation, and rushed to the source of the insects, like an indomitable expedition.

The insects hissed, fluttered in the air, condensed the shape of a giant scorpion, and stung towards the five human figures, and the poison needle showed a turquoise color, which showed that it was extremely poisonous.

I don't know how long they fought, but when the two separated, they were covered with countless scars, and they all retreated and left.

A gray mist outside the city condensed into a human shape, and the rickety old man walked out of it, looked in the direction of the venue, and frowned, as if comparing the strength of the two sides.

On the ground of the venue, the purple-clothed monk appeared, looked at the seriously injured black-clothed man in front of him, his eyes were cold, and said, "Check! ”

After dealing with the current affairs, the white gauze nun organized the cultivators again and started the Dongfeng Meeting, each of them only used the strongest move, comparing the strength of the cultivators, and the top five monks could enter the thunder pool.

In an instant, the sword light surged, and the sword intent was vertical and horizontal...... Countless monks used their strongest attacks against the boulder blessed by the formation, and the rankings were listed according to the light that the formation glowed with.

The red-clothed nun held a long knife in her hand, only to see the blade of the knife flip, like the light of the moon knife cutting through the sky, and the shock-like figure turned in the air, and it took a long time to stop the recoil force, and the light was already circulating on the boulder.

The white-clothed monk's guqin was placed horizontally on the table, and soon there was a clanging sound of the qin, which gradually became excited, as if it had been accumulating strength for a long time, and an arc of light slashed towards the boulder, and in an instant, the boulder burst into light.

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When Ling Shuang made a move, he was not in a hurry to swing the long sword, but only laid out a few formations casually, condensing the surrounding aura, and the sword intent of the cold jade long sword was awe-inspiring, and he slashed towards the boulder with the rich spiritual mist around him.

The huge momentum made Zhu Xiu stare, and after a long time, no light came out, only sporadic stone powder fell.

"Wow......" A casual cultivator laughed, "What a genius monk I am, I didn't expect the thunder to be heavy and rainy, and after a long time, there was not even a little light." ”

"Little brother, you better go back to retreat for a few hundred years, with your strength, if you go to the thunder pool, you will be sent to death, I'm afraid that any thunder can blast you into slag."

Ling Shuang smiled disapprerovingly, but in the eyes of others, it was as if he saw the light and was able to enter the ranking.

This scene couldn't help but make Zhu Xiu sneer, and he couldn't help shaking his head, sighing that this cultivation was "very good".

Walking forward, Ling Shuang just let out a long breath, only to see the boulder collapse and turn into flying ashes.

"This, what's going on?!" The noisy sound came, and the cultivators couldn't help but be dumbfounded, why didn't the sword light before make the slightest sound, but now it was just a breath, and the giant stone was turned into flying ashes?

"I know, it must have been his previous attack that shattered the boulder, and even the formation collapsed, which can explain the lack of light." A monk suddenly understood the mystery and couldn't help but marvel.

"What? The formation was also defeated by the sword light?! That's impossible. Immediately, the monk retorted, and then thought about it, and could only believe this explanation.

No matter what, at this moment, Ling Shuang can undoubtedly rank first and occupy a place in the Dongfeng Society, and it is also thanks to him that he is the last trialist, otherwise the subsequent cultivators will not be able to rank.

At this time, the monks who had sneered at Ling Shuang did not perform before, and the monks of Dongfeng Pavilion only began to face Ling Shuang squarely, while most of the loose cultivators were shy and stepped forward to deal with the relationship.

Ling Shuang only responded ambiguously, not entangled with them too much, and crossed her knees and closed her eyes in meditation.

Now, the Dongfeng Society is over, except for the monks of the Dongfeng Pavilion, the casual cultivation is not less, Ling Shuang is an unexpected person, and the others are the red-clothed nuns and white-clothed monks.

Losing their memories of each other, the five of them followed the monks of Dongfeng Pavilion to Lei Chi, and gathered a group of monks of Dongfeng Pavilion, and arrived at the outpost in front of Lei Chi after a quarter of an hour, and the senior management of Dongfeng Pavilion arranged this trip.

The golden electric mist above the thunder pool is permeated, and from time to time there are blazing arcs piercing the sky, which makes people feel awe-inspiring.

This is the thunder pool of Dongfeng Pavilion.

A thunder tribulation artifact obtained from the Nine Heavens.