Chapter Forty-Eight
There was silence, and then there was an earth-shattering cry, oh my God, what did they see!
"After a year, the Desolate Sect Lin Sheng has killed the God Transformation Powerhouse again! and...... This is the god of the demon clan!" "A true martial arts old man with a wrinkled face whose hands were trembling, in the absence of a powerful magic weapon, the demon clan was generally better than humans of the same level!
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"There are also a lot of people who rebel against the gods, and Lin Sheng is not the most prominent one! But this Ye Mo, it was the golden eagle of the seventh order of the True Martial Arts that he killed! He was only born with a congenital cultivation, how many steps did this cross!" More young people focused on Ye Mo, they wanted to know how this person of the same level as them did it!
Even if there is a magic weapon, the magic weapon has to be driven by people, and not everyone can crush the enemy with the magic weapon.
"Hmph, then the Golden Eagle Clan still wants to find trouble with the Desolate Sect? It seems that the good days of this clan are coming to an end!" There are also some people who have already blacklisted the Golden Eagle Clan, this race is arrogant and arrogant, and they don't understand the foundation of the three major sects of mankind that have stood for eternity!
Almost all of the people present were humans, and they were full of praise for Ye Mo's behavior, this is a long face for human beings! Except for the disciples of the sect who were hostile to the Desolate Sect, they were all amazed.
"I've seen Uncle Ye. ”
After killing the Golden Eagle of the Transformation God, Lin Sheng descended from the sky, put away his sword, and walked directly in front of Ye Mo and bowed generously.
They are in the same vein as the Sword God Peak, and they only have their own sword dao in their eyes, but they don't care what level of power they have. Jian Nange did not question Ye Mo's identity, of course he would not mess with the rules as a disciple, and his attitude towards Ye Mo was not pretentious.
And he also admired Ye Mo's performance very much. Just now he was ready to give up the fight with the Golden Eagle of the Transformation God and go to support Ye Mo, after all, Ye Mo was facing a Golden Eagle of the Seventh Order of True Martial Arts, which was not comparable to Huo Lin and the Young Master of the Golden Eagle.
However, Ye Mo directly transmitted the voice to him, so that he didn't have to make a move, and he was confident that he would defeat the opponent alone.
A congenital attack by a True Martial Seventh-Order Golden Eagle doesn't need to help? Although Lin Sheng was suspicious, he also retracted his body, stopped the Avatar Golden Eagle, and let him deal with it alone.
I thought that Ye Mo should have no worries about saving his life, but he didn't expect that this Ten Elder would be able to suppress the enemy strongly! With this kind of strength innately, Lin Sheng himself was ashamed of himself.
"Haha, the master and nephew don't have to be polite, speaking of which, there is really a fate between us!" Ye Mo smiled, seeing the sincerity in Lin Sheng's eyes, alluding to the matter of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that day.
The first time I went to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, I was able to meet this Zhongtian Sword Monarch on the third floor, and I have to say that it was fate.
"I didn't recognize Uncle Shi that day, I was clumsy, I'm sorry. Lin Sheng naturally remembered that he was still angry that day because of Ye Mo's ignorance of him, but he didn't expect that it was a new elder, and he didn't know anything at all.
"If you recognize it, then I'm surprised!" Ye Mo followed him to Lu Qingming and the others, but he didn't hold his own identity, and chatted happily.
It stands to reason that according to the judgment of everyone present, the fate of the holy tree obviously belongs to the Desolate Sect, after all, Ye Mo's strength is indeed overwhelming everyone, and no one can compare. Even Lu Qingming's Tianjiao was covered.
Even Lin Sheng sighed that the master was like a god, and he had discovered Ye Mo's great potential early on.
But at this moment, a cold and merciless voice came.
"Is there something that the Desolate Sect has won this holy tree for?" Yuan Hong stepped out, and met Lin Sheng's four eyes,-for-tat, bursting out with a trace of blood.
"Everyone knows that Ye Mo is the elder of your Desolate Sect, and he actually competes with these young disciples for treasures? Hehe, this is not in accordance with the rules. ”
Zhuge Yuqing and the others had cold faces, and they guessed that someone would talk about this.
It is true that Ye Mo is an elder of the Desolate Sect, but it is not based on strength! He is not old and his rank is not high, why can't he come to this ruin?
"Yes, how can these things be done if they don't follow the rules?" Ye Mo's momentum unfolded, not much weaker than Yuanhong's poisonous cold. Although his combat power is not comparable, he has a bonus of terrifying aura, which is a bonus that ignores cultivation!
"But in terms of the rules, you can't let the elders enter if you don't write it, right? With all due respect, you Taiqing Immortal Palace can also send elders, and I won't care how many you send!"
"You!" Yuan Hong said angrily, the evil light flashed in his eyes, but he didn't know what to say, although he was very poisonous, it didn't mean that his mouth was also poisonous. Ye Mo's words actually made him unable to fight back.
Of course, the Taiqing Immortal Palace also wanted to send elders, but under the suppression of the rules of the world, higher than the innate could not enter at all!
"In short, your Desolate Sect is invincible, no matter what, the Taiqing Immortal Hall will not let the holy tree out like this!"
The sacred tree is very important, and the value of a sacred tree is stronger than that of a powerful person in the world, which is the foundation of the founding of the sect. If it is usual, it will be forgotten if it loses, but Ye Mo's existence has given the Taiqing Immortal Palace a good excuse to regret it.
"Then what do you mean by the Taiqing Immortal Palace?" Ye Mo snorted coldly, a wisp of yin and yang aura appeared in his hand, "Could it be that you are coming to compare with me?" ”
As a true martial artist who has been famous for a long time, and he is also the true legend of the Taiqing Immortal Palace, to bully an innate who has just stepped into the immortal path? Even if he wins, the Desolate Sect can have an excuse to regret it.
This is a warning to him, don't come up with some intrigues!
"Snow chasing old monster, after watching the show for so long, it's time to come out!"
At this moment, the red jade sword in Lin Sheng's hand flashed with a trace of divine brilliance, and an almost transparent figure drilled out of it, exuding an overwhelming momentum.
It was Lin Sheng's master, the Seven Elders of the Desolate Sect, Jian Nange! Although this was the embodiment of his sword intent, it also possessed supreme power, and it had always been hidden in the sword.
On Yuanhong's side, a middle-aged man with a guqin on his back also walked out of the void, with an extraordinary posture and a fluttering immortal.
When Yuan Hong saw it, he hurriedly saluted, "I've seen the five elders." Hua Feixian smiled slightly and stepped forward, "I've seen Grandpa." ”
Chasing Snow Qinxian - South China Palace!
Hua Nangong replied lightly, but his eyes were always on Jian Nange's body.
"Haotian Sword Venerable, long time no see!" Haotian Sword Venerable, it is the name of Jian Nange, it was Huo Lin who was too angry before, so he kept calling him by his name, otherwise he would be commensurate with his name outside.
"Although I admire you very much for appointing mortals as elders regardless of strength. But the sacred tree will not allow you to take it like this. Elder Ye's cultivation is the top practice of your Desolate Sect, and the resources consumed are far beyond what people can imagine, and competing with the younger disciples is indeed invincible!"
The disciples of the Desolate Sect secretly scolded in their hearts, this old thing is really cunning, why didn't he mention the fact that Ye Mo had only been cultivating for less than a month?
However, Jian Nange was not angry, if the South China Palace took the initiative to let the holy tree go, he would still feel strange.
"What is the idea of the Taiqing Immortal Palace?" his tone was very flat, at their level, it was impossible to be upset because of this little thing.
"A month later, my Taiqing Immortal Hall will lead the outer disciples to visit the Desolate Sect and determine the fate of the Holy Tree with the top five people!" Hua Nangong directly postponed the time to a month later, and was quite confident in his words.
"Five is too much! Three is enough. Jian Nange frowned and revised the rules. There are really not many people he believes, and only two of them have been affirmed by him.
"Okay!" Hua Nan Palace didn't object, a smile on the corner of his mouth, even Hua Feixian could only rank second in the outer gate, which showed how good the qualifications of this disciple of Taiqing Immortal Hall were.
After saying that, everyone said goodbye to each other, ended this expedition to the ruins, and prepared to return to the mountain gate.
Lu Qingming suddenly grabbed Ye Mo's sleeve, and her expression was a little strangely flushed.
"I ...... Go to the Ethereal Peak as you go. ”
"What!?" Ye Mo almost didn't hear clearly, and thought that Lu Qingming was going to be in debt, after all, he still owed someone an innate pill. But suddenly I remembered what was going on!
"I ...... Me!" Lu Qingming's heart beat violently, and the roots of her ears were red before she said such words, but she didn't expect Ye Mo to hear it clearly!
Ye Mo smiled faintly and pulled her onto Yun Ying's back. "Let's go, future head maid. ”