Yang Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, his handsome forehead wrinkled slightly, a little gloomy color flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and said lightly: "Evil Daoist friends of the Heavenly Punishment Heaven, please be cautious." ”

On his side, the two Ziwei Sect monks had gloomy faces, and a strong aura rose from their bodies, and they burst into flames. The three monks of the Destruction Sect were naturally not to be outdone, although the two sides did not make a move, but there was a piercing buzzing sound in the air because of the momentum of the two sides.

"Haha, Xing's gaffe, don't blame Daoyou. A little thought flashed in Xing Tianxie's eyes, and then he snorted on his back haha, after all, if he completely tore his face with the Ziwei Sect at this moment, it would really not benefit at all, it would only make the monks of other factions benefit, and he would naturally not do such a stupid thing.

Yang Wei snorted secretly in his heart, and knew that he must not act rashly at this time, so he stretched out his hand and waved slightly, and the atmosphere of the confrontation between the two sides eased a little.

But even so, the atmosphere in the hall is still deadlocked to the extreme, if the eyes can kill, I am afraid that both sides are already broken in the flesh, and the dead can no longer die.

In such a situation, many monks in the main hall were expressionless, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"Hehe, I don't know if you fellow Daoists have heard that this time the Holy Land was opened, and there was actually a sect in Beihua Prefecture who was also invited to Luoyun Valley. "The head of the Broken Sect is the monk of Luoshuimen in Southern Yanzhou.

The strength of this Luoshuimen is not weak, and the real person in charge of the sect himself has reached the late stage of Jindan, and the four uncles under him are also Jindan monks. It is rumored that there is also an old monk in the Jindan Great Perfection realm hidden in this gate, who is bent on attacking the Yuanying Dao, and in Southern Yanzhou, it is also second only to the existence of the Destruction Sect.

The person who is speaking at this moment is the leader of the younger generation of Naluo Watergate, Jun has no regrets, he is less than twenty-three years old this year, and he already has the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, and his talent is excellent, which can be seen.

"The junior brother also heard some news about this. Jun Wuregret's voice fell, and a look of understanding flashed in the eyes of a Ying Ting monk behind him, and he said: "The level of cultivation in Beihua Prefecture is low, and over the years, the Holy Land has never been opened to invite the sect in this state. However, as far as I know, the strength of this Luoyun Valley is acceptable, and there are two Jindan monks in the sect, and not long ago, they forcibly exterminated a sect with the same strength as it, and now they are considered the overlords of the cultivation realm in Beihuazhou. ”

After the two of them spoke, the atmosphere eased slightly, and Na Xingtian nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Brother Jun's words are good, the reputation of Luoyun Valley in Northern Huazhou, I have also heard Shizun mention it, it is said that there is a Jindan monk in this sect named Yao Daozi, and his alchemy skills are extremely skillful, at least he is also an alchemy master on the third grade." ”

"Hmph, but two Jindan monks, the person with the highest cultivation is only the mid-stage realm of Jindan, this kind of sect is not worth mentioning in my Quanzhou!" Xingtian's voice fell, and a delicate girl behind Yang Wei sneered and sneered: "There are no tigers in the mountains, and the beard is called the king." This Falling Cloud Valley is just a great luck, and it is not qualified to be invited by the Holy Land at all!"

Although this woman is delicate, her lips are slightly thin, her chin is sharpened, and she has a black mole, giving people a sense of indifference.

"In the eyes of Li Qingliu Daoyou, the strength of Luoyun Valley may not be nothing. A little coldness flashed in Xing Tianxie's eyes, he touched his chin with cyan beard stubble, and said with a smile: "But every time the Holy Land is opened, each state sect has a quota limit, according to the practice of previous years, you Ziwei Sect should have five, but this year it is one less." Hehe, maybe the missing quota was given to this Luoyun Valley disciple. ”

"What Senior Brother Xing said is good, as far as I know, except for Quanzhou, the quota of each faction has not changed, and there must be no doubt about it. ”

"Tsk, the Ziwei Sect has always had one more place than my Destruction Sect and other sects, second only to the Three Thousand Daomen of Yingzhou and the Supreme Demon Sect, but I don't think this situation will continue to exist in the future. "There was a woman behind Xingtian, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with big eyes and a nose bridge, and plump lips that were lightly opened, and they were crackling for a long time, looking eccentric and extremely difficult to mess with.

"It's better that way, lest some monks always think they are superior and make me feel sick when they look at it. ”

The monk of the Broken Sect was in his twenties, his face was indifferent, his eyebrows were thick, and he was frowning at the moment, sneering again and again.

Yang Wei's face stiffened slightly when he heard this, and his eyes were a little gloomy, and he couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Reducing the number of places by one is also something that my Ziwei Sect should be concerned about, and I am afraid it has nothing to do with you. Just take care of your own affairs, and you won't bother with it. ”

Na Xingtian smiled slightly, not annoyed, waved his hand to signal to stop provoking, took a sip of tea comfortably, and praised again and again: "Good tea!

"Senior brother is right, it's really good tea. Beside her, the quirky girl grinned, pretended to pick up the teacup, and shook her head.

"Beihua Prefecture is a barren place, and the level of cultivation is extremely backward, and the monks who come out of there must be waste. At this time, a little shame and anger flashed in Li Qingliu's eyes, and he couldn't help but say coldly.

"Although I have won a place in the Holy Land from Quanzhou, I must also have the opportunity to enjoy it. If he can't even pass the first test tomorrow, I think he will still have the face to ask for a place in the Holy Land in the future. ”

"What Senior Sister said is reasonable, tomorrow's test, the Falling Cloud Valley monk will definitely not be able to pass. Behind Li Qingliu, the corners of Qinghuo's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a slightly cold color, "When this person comes, if there is a chance, I will definitely make love to him, so that he can understand how to write the word waste?"

Li Qingliu had a little smile on his face when he heard this, his eyes slanted at the Xingtian, and he said disdainfully: "The small sect in the wilderness of North Huazhou, what great role can there be in it." ”

"The third-grade alchemy master is extremely rare in my entire Zhao State cultivation realm, how can it be equipped with just Luoyun Valley! I think that eighty percent of this matter is that they found someone at random to brag about it, but I didn't expect that the people of the Broken Cloud Sect would take it seriously, it is really unbelievable. ”

Xing Tian frowned slightly when he heard this, and a little cold color flashed in his eyes, but before he could speak, a cold voice came from the entrance of the main hall.

"Shut up!"

The voice fell, and a young monk dressed in a green shirt with a gloomy face appeared at the door of the main hall, his dark eyes without the slightest emotion, enveloping Li Qingliu.

Being stared at by these eyes, Li Qingliu's heart was cold, and a chill instantly rose from her heart, and her complexion couldn't help but turn slightly blue, and her feet retreated again and again.

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