"Hmph, my Lingxu Sect has signed such a humiliating agreement because of coercion from the beginning, and the disciples of the sect regard the agreement as nothing, if it weren't for the Venerable Canglian in the world, this Wushan would have been reowned by my Lingxu Sect long ago. ”

When Brother Nanyu heard the words of the old man, he did not flinch in the slightest, snorted lightly, and said aggressively. There is a big word and a do-it-all meaning.

"Nanyu, don't think that you have more foundation building monks than me at this time, just think that you are pressing my Baicao Gate, hehe, if you really want to make a move, the outcome is undecided. Don't forget, twenty years ago, you Nanyu was defeated at the hands of the old man......"

"Cangwu, Hugh mentioned what happened back then, at that time, I had just entered the peak of foundation building, the realm was not stable, losing your move, it is also a reasonable thing, if you are not convinced, let's compete on the spot in front of all colleagues, and you will be convinced. ”

Before the old man could finish speaking, he was forcibly interrupted by Brother Nanyu. When the two of them talk about such a situation, it will be difficult to endure it if they want to endure it. So the two turned around and arranged their own manpower to prepare for the big battle.

Seeing this, everyone in Qingliang Mountain, who came with Nanyu, glanced at each other, and all showed puzzled expressions. This time I came not for any personal grudge, but for the psychic treasure that will appear in the world. But why did the head of Nanyu, who has always acted steadily, do this, which makes everyone difficult to understand.

Just when the old man surnamed Zhou was also very embarrassed, suddenly a voice floated into his ears:

"Brother Zhou, don't be surprised, Nan Yu is like this, he also wants to repel the people of Baicaomen first, although there are many monks here, they are all scattered in the Qi Gathering Period, and there is no big threat to us. But Baicaomen is different, there are several foundation building monks in it, and there are dozens of monks above the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Period present, this is a big opponent for you and me. Only by letting it exit the Blue Valley first, can you and I calmly get the psychic thing. ”

This is exactly the secret technique of sound transmission used by Brother Nanyu to inform the head of Qingliang Mountain of the truth.

Hearing this, the monk surnamed Zhou's face softened, and his lips moved slightly: "Brother Nanyu, I have no grudges against Qingliangmen and Baicaomen in the past, and I am afraid that it will be unfavorable to you and me to help you and spread it out at this time." ”

"Hehe, Brother Zhou, don't worry, you don't need your brother's help this time, but please stand aside, as long as your brother intercepts Na Luoxiu, it will be a helping hand to my Lingxu Gate. Everyone in Baicaomen has my own spirit and void gate to fight against it. ”

Hearing this, the monk surnamed Zhou unconsciously looked at the people of Baicaomen, and saw that among the people, there was a monk at the peak of the foundation building, who was Luo Xiu, the goddess valley lord not far from here.

After a little silence, the monk surnamed Zhou coughed lightly, and said loudly to the place where the Baicao Gate was:

"Luo Daoyou, has always been good, I never wanted to meet Daoyou here, it is really a blessing for three lives. You and I are from Lingxumen and Baicaomen, we are all outsiders, and it is inconvenient to meddle in the grievances between the two sects, I don't know what friends think?"

Since the people of Lingxumen appeared and answered with the old man of Baicaomen, the monk surnamed Luo was weighing in his heart. Although he and Baicaomen have just made an alliance with each other, it is only limited to the existence of that psychic treasure. But at this time, it is a dispute between the two sects, and the other party still comes to the sect together, if he makes a move, it will be difficult to get benefits.

The old man surnamed Luo, who was in a dilemma, suddenly heard this, his face relaxed, he smiled, flew out from Baicaomen, and said not far in front of the people of Qingliang Mountain:

"Although the old man and Cangwu Daoyou are old acquaintances, it is also inconvenient to make a move when it comes to his sect. Let's just watch from the wall and see which of the two sects is higher and which is lower. ”

After the old man surnamed Luo finished speaking, his lips immediately moved slightly, and the old man Cangwu said: "Brother Cangwu, Qingliang Mountain and Lingxu Sect have always been friends, and there are many foundation monks in the door, if they make a move, Daoyou will have no chance of winning, and the old man will bind Qingliang Mountain, which will save a big threat to Brother Cangwu." ”

The old man Cangwu who heard this knew that the monk surnamed Luo was a pretext, and he couldn't help but scold the old man surnamed Luo in his heart. But the matter has come to this point, and it is inconvenient to talk about it in detail.

After a little preparation on both sides, more than 20 foundation building monks shook their bodies one after another, and scattered in formation to sacrifice their respective spiritual weapons. Dozens of Qi Gathering Period monks from Baicaomen also gathered together and jointly sacrificed their own shields, and they were immediately connected.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

When the scattered cultivators saw that the two major sects of Quzhou were going to compete in this place, they were excited, standing several miles away, constantly pointing and pointing with their hands, as if they were pointing at the country.

Just at this moment, suddenly, a howl came from a distance. At the same time, a word came into the ears of the monks: "Let's move slowly, Chu Xinghe is coming." ”

These words contain abundant spiritual power, and although they come from far away, they make everyone present feel like they are talking in their ears. The thousands of monks on the field were stunned, and at the same time faced the direction from which the voice came, standing still, with a look of respect and awe on their faces.

Everyone had such expressions, all because the person who came was not someone else, it was the only Chengdan monk within tens of thousands of miles here: Chu Xinghe.

Chu Xinghe is the elder of the Black Crane Gate, he has always been low-key, and he rarely walks around in the Quzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Everyone was also shocked at the same time, since there is such an old man here, in the colorful mist, no matter what kind of treasure is born, it will definitely fall into the hands of this old man. Other monks will no longer be able to get their hands on it.

Just as Chu Xinghe's words came, Qin Fengming, who was hidden underground, was also stunned, and immediately opened his consciousness and glanced towards the place where the voice came from.

After a few moments, its serious countenance slowly returned. Just twenty or thirty miles away from this place, there was a light that was hurrying towards this place. Judging from the fluctuation of spiritual power, there is no doubt that this is a monk of Yicheng Dan.

Judging from its speed, the probability that someone is in the early stage of Cheng Dan is extremely high. A monk in the early stage of Cheng Dan did not pose much threat to Qin Fengming at this time.

Chu Xinghe and his people, Qin Fengming also heard a little, when he was in the Golden Fu Gate, he once had a general understanding of all the sects and famous monks in Quzhou, including the name of Chu Xinghe. knew that it was the elder of the Black Crane Gate, a monk in the early stage of Chengdan.

In the face of a monk in the early stage of Cheng Dan, if he confronted him head-on, Qin Fengming thought that it would be difficult to win, but if he was unprepared, it was very possible to take the treasure from his hands. As long as you flee quickly when the time comes, you have a chance of success.

A moment later, a blue light flashed, and an old man with a fair face flashed. Although this old man is not young, there is still a faint remnant of his handsome appearance when he was young on his face.

When everyone saw the old man appear, they all saluted respectfully, and no one had a disrespectful look on their faces.