Everyone looked in the direction where the voice came from, and it was Nalan Ming in Northern Xinjiang who spoke, and many people frowned, and secretly thought: "It's still here that should come, this Nalan Ming has come all the way, and he has bad intentions, and he can't wait to make trouble at this time!"

Shen Ping's complexion sank, and he said loudly: "It turned out to be the young master of Juxian Hall, Nalan Gongzi, I don't know what you have to do, please tell me, everyone listen!"

Nalan Ming sneered in his heart, and said secretly: "Now that your Central Plains form has changed greatly, you have nothing to fear now, if I insist on making trouble now, it seems that I will suffer!"

Thinking of this, Nalan Ming sneered in his heart, stepped onto the altar of heaven, and respectfully knelt three times and bowed nine times to the Ziyang True Soul Seat.

Everyone on and off the field looked at each other in surprise, and looked at Nalan Ming on the altar of sacrifice in surprise.

And Nalan Ming, who finished the ceremony, knelt there and didn't get up, and he actually cried in a low voice, after a while, Nalan Ming seemed to be touched by his heart, and the crying was louder, and in the end, he cried out loud and sorrowful.

At this time, everyone present was very unexpected, everyone thought that a group of people in the north of Xinjiang was coming violently, and they must be hiding some powerful killer features, and wanted to give the Central Plains a fatal blow while the Central Plains was not completely stable.

Unexpectedly, after Nalan Ming's headless words, he actually walked straight up to the altar of heaven and cried loudly in front of the Ziyang real spirit seat!

Here, Wu Datong frowned, pinched his beard with his hand, and asked suspiciously: "Master, what kind of fame is this Nalan Ming, when his uncle was destroyed by Rashomon, I didn't see him cry like this!"

Chen Jianping also frowned slightly, and said: "Look again, the weasel gives the chicken a New Year's greeting, it must be no good thing, everything will not deviate from its origin, I should get to the point after watching it for a while!"

Saying that, Chen Jianping subconsciously glanced at Nalan Yue next to him, Nalan Yue frowned, and said, "Weasel is a weasel, what do you mean by glancing at me?"

Chen Jianping coughed embarrassedly and said, "Your brother is really quite routine!"

Nalan Yue said in disgust: "He has a lot of tricks, you just wait and see, but they are all unacceptable!"

Hearing this, Chen Jianping and Wu Datong glanced at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Nalan Ming was crying on the altar, Liu Yifeng glanced at Shen Ping, Shen Ping stepped forward and slowly supported Nalan Ming.

Shen Ping's hands were slightly forced, but he saw that Nalan Ming's body did not move at all, this Shen Ping has been in the house for many years, although he is not a disciple in the room, but his martial arts cultivation is also a leader among the younger generation of disciples.

At this time, Shen Ping's heart suddenly struck, smiled slightly, and said quietly: "Master Nalan, don't be too sad, so as not to hurt yourself!"

Saying that, he slowly took his luck, and used five successful forces to support Nalan Ming's elbow, but he saw that Nalan Ming was still not moving.

Chen Jianping frowned and said in a low voice: "It's a little weird, this Nalan Ming has some kung fu!"

Nalan Yue frowned and said: "Nalan Ming's martial arts are indeed not weak, but he has been weak since he was a child, and his father and uncle said that he is not a good material for practicing martial arts, but fortunately, his mind is quite smart, otherwise it can be said that he is useless!"

Chen Jianping listened to Nalan Yue's words, was slightly startled, and said in a low voice: "It's not like, it's definitely not like it, I don't think this Nalan Ming's skills are weak!"

Nalan Yue listened to Chen Jianping's words, and looked carefully at Nalan Ming who was kneeling on the ground, with her cultivation and knowledge, she naturally couldn't see any way, but since Chen Jianping said so, she was very convinced of Chen Jianping.

It's just that Nalan Yue also said suspiciously: "If you don't read it wrong, this is strange, Nalan Ming's kung fu is naturally better than ordinary people, but it is by no means a master......"

And at this moment, Shen Ping's face flushed slightly, and the ordinary disciples in the audience naturally couldn't see the Dao in it, but many masters had naturally seen the clues, at this time, they must not be stumped!

Thinking of this, Shen Ping smiled slightly and said, "Nalan Gongzi is kind to my Xuanyu Sect, if you have any advice, please get up and say!"

After speaking, Shen Ping took a breath, his waist and horse luck, his arms were full of energy, and he secretly pulled Nalan Ming up, but at this moment, Shen Ping suddenly felt that all the force he used disappeared without a trace, and at this moment, Nalan Ming squinted at Shen Ping with a slight sneer.

Shen Ping was naturally startled, and before he could react, he suddenly felt the force in his hand again, and this force returned along his arms with great speed.

Shen Ping hurriedly hugged Yuan Shouyi, protected the dantian, and then hurriedly unloaded this force along his lower back, only to hear a soft "creak", and the two green bricks under Shen Ping's feet cracked in response, which shows the strength of this force, fortunately, Shen Ping's foundation is already firm at this moment, otherwise he must be seriously injured!

At this moment, Chen Jianping had completely seen all this, he frowned, patted Nalan Yue on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Look, with the help of luck, this is not something that ordinary good hands can do, everyone present plus the eight masters and Master Huiming sitting on the altar of sacrifice, I'm afraid there are not many people who can do this!"

Jiang Qichen asked lightly: "Isn't it possible for you to do it too?"

Chen Jian said in a deep tone: "If I intercept the weapon luck, I can do it, but if I don't use external objects like this, I can barely do it, but I must not understate it to him!"

Wu Datong was taken aback when he heard this, and blurted out: "It turns out that this Nalan Ming is so powerful?"

Nalan Yue looked at Nalan Ming on the altar with a puzzled expression, and muttered: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, there must be something wrong there!"

Wu Datong looked at him and said, "This person has been wearing a mask from beginning to end, could it be that this person is not Nalan Ming at all?"

Chen Jianping felt Gordon in his heart, and immediately sat on pins and needles, and said sharply: "Not bad, not bad, I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of this, it's ...... now"

As he spoke, Chen Jianping wanted to get up, Nalan Yue grabbed Chen Jianping's arm, motioned for him to sit down, and then said in a low voice: "Don't think about it, this person must be Nalan Ming, it won't be wrong!"

Chen Jianping asked rhetorically, "Why are you so sure?"

Nalan Yue leaned towards Chen Jianping's side and said in a low voice: "Do you remember that there is a black mole behind the earlobe of my right ear? Nalan Ming also has a mark on the back of the earlobe of his right ear, but it is not a black mole but a birthmark, you take a closer look!"

When Chen Jianping heard this, he looked towards the altar of heaven, and at this moment, the position where Chen Jianping was sitting happened to be behind Nalan Ming.

Chen Jianping looked at it for a while, and then he faintly saw a thin black mark from behind the earlobe of this person's right ear, if it wasn't for Nalan Yue to talk about it in advance, it would not be easy for ordinary people to find it.

Nalan Yue's face was cloudy and muttered: "There must be something wrong with this, otherwise in just over a year, it is impossible for his skills to progress so quickly......

Shen Ping suffered a dark loss on the altar, and just when he was about to stalemate, Nalan Ming wiped away his tears and slowly stood up, only to see him turn around and say loudly: "Ziyang Zhenren is willing to sacrifice his life in order to save the world, this kind of pride is a model for my generation, and the death of Ziyang Zhenren is a great misfortune in today's martial arts!"

As soon as his voice fell, except for the people in Northern Xinjiang who came with him, the other sects and factions in the field did not react much, and everyone naturally knew that he was saying good things, but somehow, when he said these words from his mouth, he always felt so awkward.

Liu Yifeng looked at Nalan Ming in front of him vigilantly, and couldn't figure out what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, everyone thought that this Nalan Ming would be in trouble again and again as soon as he came up, but he didn't expect that he would come to dominate at this moment, standing on the altar of sacrifice, and talking a lot.

I only heard Nalan Ming then say loudly: "Before, the Tiger Power Evil Beast was raging, whether it was the Northern Xinjiang or the Central Plains, they all suffered unimaginable disasters, countless casualties, this kind of evil beast, it can really be said that people and gods are angry, and the person who summoned this kind of evil beast should naturally be cut with a thousand knives, but whether it is the Central Plains or the Northern Xinjiang, I think it is ......."

Speaking of this, Nalan Ming looked around at the altar and the altar, and everyone began to be curious at this moment, not knowing what he was going to say or do next.

At this moment, Nalan Ming's expression suddenly changed, he laughed loudly, and said sharply: "I think that everyone here and the entire Central Plains Martial Arts should suffer from this, you all deserve to let the Tiger Power Evil Beast be devoured alive, Ziyang Zhenren, die without a place, it's a pity, a big pity, hahaha......"