Yu Zhongjiang, who was looking at him, frowned.

Although it was difficult to see the scene after Du Minwen intervened in the fog, seeing Zhang Minwen showing a thoughtful look after coming out, Yu Zhongjiang guessed that Du Minmin didn't know what to say to Zhang Minwen in the fog.

"Hmph."

He couldn't help but snort coldly.

A few days later, it was Omo's turn to play.

Because of the outstanding performance of Huang Qi and Zhang Minwen before, for some reason, the battle of Omo also made many monks look forward to it.

After all, it will appear later, and the lower the realm, the more interesting it is.

In addition to the unsatisfactory results of Luo Yunzong in the past, and his realm is so low, it naturally makes many people think that Ou Mo, a dark horse, is even darker.

But after Omo fought with his opponent, many monks sighed.

As the saying goes, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

There is no doubt that Omo was defeated, and badly.

can't even resist a single shot of the opponent, and Du Dimin, who needs to preside, to save it personally.

After Omo was rescued, for some reason, his whole person directly became decadent.

Weak, very weak, he was very weak.

He clenched his hands, looking very unwilling.

But after seeing the strength of Zhang Minwen and Huang Yan, unwillingness turned into helplessness, and the clenched fists in the end also spread out.

"I thought that all three were dark horses, but there were only two."

"I lost most of the spirit stones on him, but they were all gone."

"Give me back the spirit stone, damn!"

Ou Mo, who was originally unwilling to look at Huang Yan's side, heard these words like a verbal pen, and immediately lowered his head and clenched his fists again, and returned to his original position with his head down.

"Such a weak garbage can come to participate in the Seven Sects Competition, and it seems that only the two disciples of Luoyun Sect, Huang Qi and Zhang Minwen, can handle it."

On the way back to his original location, Omo heard a sneer, and Omo's nails were embedded in the flesh, which was enough to show how angry he was at the moment.

But no matter how angry they were, what they said was true.

"Luoyun Sect is no longer the Luoyun Sect of the past, and it is normal to gradually decline, now Huang Qi and Zhang Minwen's performance is okay, maybe this time Luoyun Sect's ranking is better, but that's all."

Next to the monk who had spoken on the spot, deliberately so that Omo could hear, another monk spoke, and then continued:

"Of course, maybe they have the ability to get a good ranking, but the master who is presiding over the Seven Sects Great Competition this time will not want to see the rise of the Luoyun Sect, and in the end, these two will either die or be seriously injured."

With that, the monk sneered.

Naturally, many monks also heard these words, but most of them didn't pay too much attention to them, so they just looked at them indifferently.

After a while, Omo returned to his place.

"You don't have to take it to heart, remember the scene this time when you go back, and just work hard to cultivate."

As Ou Mo sat down, Zhang Minwen comforted him.

"Just work hard to cultivate."

Huang Qi also said out loud rarely.

Originally, when he heard Zhang Minwen's words, Ou Mo's clenched palm had loosened a little, but after hearing Huang Yan's voice, his fist that had just been released was clenched again.

For Huang Qi's comfort, in his opinion, it is to laugh at himself.

For Ou Mo, Huang Qi's comfort is just a demonstration of his talent and strength, which is a naked ridicule and ridicule for him.

There was only one battle like Omo, which was directly defeated by a single blow, and the subsequent battles were all fought for a long time before they were defeated.

Then there is a day to take a break.

Of course, on this day, the monks who were eliminated were either recovering from their injuries or dealing with people from other sects.

And Cai Lingxi also came to Huang Qi rarely.

However, Huang Ji was immersed in the cultivation of "Qinglian Futu Town Yuan Gong", and he ignored Cai Lingxi's harassment.

"Huang Qi? Huang Xuan? Are you there? Huang Qi, you're there, right? ”

Cai Lingxi kept calling Huang Yan's name, but no one responded.

Just as Cai Lingxi wanted to open the door and go in, Huang Qi's voice sounded.

"I'm cultivating, and I don't have time to pay attention to senior sister for the time being, I hope you can be considerate."

There is a green lotus on the top of Huang Qi's head that is condensing, obviously this is a step deeper in the cultivation of "Qinglian Futu Town Yuan Gong".

After hearing Huang Yan's voice, Cai Lingxi's originally happy face suddenly fell.

"Okay."

Cai Lingxi left here in a daze.

After Cai Lingxi left, Huang Qi continued to concentrate on cultivating and comprehending the practice of "Qinglian Futu Town Yuan Gong".

I have to say that this technique is very powerful, no wonder the original Heavenly Monarch Immortal was able to defeat the monks of these three transcendent forces.

It turns out that this exercise can not only automatically recover injuries, but also has a good power to destroy the enemy, which can be described as both offensive and defensive, and it can be said that it is both a fish and a bear's paw.

Of course, the recovery of injuries depends on the spiritual power in one's body, as well as the threshold that one's body can bear, and Huang Qi is directly immersed in it, constantly cultivating.

And here in Zhongjiang.

"Tell me, what you said to that Luoyun Sect disciple at the beginning."

Yu Zhongjiang sat on a high position and drank spiritual tea unhurriedly.

"Elder, I just scolded him for a few words, I didn't say anything."

Du Dimin knelt on the ground and let out a trembling voice.

"I have acted in Zhongjiang's life, and I have seen many people like you, if you don't tell the truth, then you can shut up forever, of course, I won't shut you up so easily."

Yu Zhongjiang picked up the tea lid, and the tea in the teacup in his hand immediately flew out, like flying needles.

"I, I ........."

When Du Dimin saw Yu Zhongjiang like this, she immediately couldn't stop trembling.

"I know that you were a disciple of Luoyun Sect before, and you may still have feelings for Luoyun Sect, if it weren't for you deliberately humiliating Luoyun Sect and pressing Luoyun Sect at the same time, you would have been a corpse a long time ago, let's talk about it, I want to listen to the truth."

Seeing that Du Dimin was soft, Yu Zhongjiang Ling stood in front of him and turned into flying needles of tea and fell back into the teacup.

"I just tell, tell him.......... The resources this time are not the ones from before, that's all. ”

After speaking, Du Dimin didn't forget to glance at Yu Zhongjiang cautiously.

"It seems that you will not survive."

Hearing Du Dimin say this, before he could react, his head was pierced, and even his soul was scattered.

Killing Du Dimin this time is nothing more than trying to push the matter of seizing resources to him.

And he, Yu Zhongjiang, is an elder of the Lingyun Sect, ordinary people would not expect him to do anything with these resources, at that time, he just casually said that he handed over these resources to him for arrangement, and then disappeared without his trace, so that no one would suspect him at all.

Thinking so, Yu Zhongjiang took another sip of tea.

As for Du Wanmin's corpse lying on the ground, it turned into ashes on the spot, except for one ring, the rest disappeared cleanly.

And the day came to an end quietly.

The Seven Great Rivalries then began.