The atmosphere of the camp gradually became lively, and the monks from all over the world, if there were conflicts, they would find a place to resolve the conflicts, and if they had friendships, they would find a place to have a drink and connect with each other.

But suddenly, in a tent, there was a terrible scream.

A young girl with a pale face and a pathetic smile on her face came out of the tent.

Through the cracks opened, you can also see a black man from Citigroup in the tent, covering his lower three roads, making a sharp scream, blood flowing into the column, sealing it with true qi, but it can't seal the wound.

Several monks from the same Citi Kingdom heard the sound and surrounded the girl.

I saw that the girl unhurriedly took out a ghost-headed big knife, carried it on her shoulder very heroically, and squinted at the many Citigroup monks, and the wild and fierce momentum exuded, with a bloodthirsty desire.

"Everyone stop!" a one-eyed black man, dressed in a leather coat and carrying two samurai swords from the island nation on his back, walked over surrounded by several Citigroup monks.

Turning his head and saying to the girl in Chinese, "I know you, you are a little genius of the Evil Dao Gate." Once on the battlefield, the ghost-headed broadsword that killed thousands of people was difficult for ordinary people to resist. But you can take it and refine it for your own use. ”

The one-eyed black man's Chinese words are correct and round, and they are obviously overworked.

"But you shouldn't have touched our people, so according to your rules, you have to leave something behind before you can leave. Otherwise, so many of us will rush forward, and no matter how fierce and fierce your knife is, you will not be able to stop it. The one-eyed black man, the rest of the one-eyed, like the snake pupils of the black mamba, stared coldly at the girl. This kind of threat is not a kind of taboo.

The atmosphere was tense, and it was about to erupt, and the girl seemed to ignore what the one-eyed black man said, and with a wave of the big knife in her hand, the ground full of gravel condensed a grain of frost.

At this moment, a snow-white flying sword flew from nowhere, and everywhere it passed, a very shallow blood mark appeared on the bodies of all the Citigroup monks, which was not fatal or even a wound, but after everyone came back to their senses, they were shocked into a cold sweat.

The flying sword shook, and Lu Le's voice came out: "Sister Dao, Boss Zhang asked me to pick you up!"

The girl stared at the snow-white flying sword, and coldly spit out two words: "Eventful!"

Lu Le said: "The boss is not afraid that you won't be able to deal with it, but he is afraid that once you make a move, you won't be able to take it back, and the consequences will be unimaginable." It's not good to make such a big mess before the conference even starts. ”

Many Citigroup monks covered the shallow sword marks on their bodies, and did not dare to speak, but just looked at the flying sword floating in mid-air in horror.

The speed of this flying sword was too fast for them to guard against it.

Watching the flying sword and the girl leave, the one-eyed black man snorted coldly and said, "Go and see Daun!" I told you a long time ago that this is Huaxia, not our Citigroup, so we can't mess around. (Let's pretend to be in English!)

In the palace, Chu He looked at Dao Mei and Lei Gong, who came at the end.

The clothes on Lei Gong's body were a little messy, but he was not injured, if what the Internet addict girl said before was not deceiving, this person's methods really cannot be underestimated.

"In the later stage of foundation building, he was able to slap the onmyoji of an island country, and also destroyed several of their high-level gods, it should be just the right means to restrain these island country onmyoji. As soon as Chu Hetian's eyes opened, he saw that Lei Gong's dark face, under that layer of skin, was covered with a strange lilac pattern, like runes and witch patterns, which was very mysterious.

And the knife sister is much easier to distinguish.

The living person is the sword spirit, and the knife gathers the soldiers, and the sword spirit absorbs the soldiers to improve themselves.

Because the evil qi often goes berserk, this knife girl seems to have a bit of a problem with her spirit, and often makes some very 'excessive' moves.

Cutting out certain male-specific parts also seems to be a way for her to relieve mental stress.

"Okay! Everyone is here, let's get down to business!" Zhang Qixian said.

There were a total of eleven people present, and three of them still looked at Chu He with inquiring eyes, although they did not interrupt Zhang Qixian's words, they undoubtedly expressed their doubts.

Chu He smiled slightly, and did not pretend to be a weak chicken, which led to doubts, and then slapped his face with leisurely elegance, and directly released the breath of the Yuan Infant Period.

It doesn't take much, the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage is enough as a ticket in itself.

The skeptical gaze was quickly retracted.

"In the Southern Monk Circle, among the younger generation, the most outstanding ones are basically here. As you all know, this conference is different. So it is very likely that there will be a conflict in the middle of the way, and in the end it will be a battle to win or lose. ”

"I don't know the way to fight for the time being, I gathered everyone together, and I also wanted everyone to make an agreement first, set their own goals, and finally help each other. ”

Chu He waited until this moment and finally spoke: "If that's the case, it has nothing to do with me. I'm not interested in the Blessed Land, so I don't have a conflict of interest with you or anyone else. Just to see it. ”

"Then I will take my leave!"

Chu He is not a fool, there are eleven people present, and ten people are old acquaintances, and he was temporarily pulled in.

The intention to use him as a gun is not obvious, but the tendency is very serious.

When the tree reaches the wind, it is normal to encounter this kind of thing.

However, there is a pit in front of it, and if you still jump in, it is clear that there is a problem with Chu He's IQ.

After seeing these so-called rising stars in the southern monk world, to be honest, I was not disappointed. But the surprise... It's a little less, anyway.

Except for Zhang Qixian, the other few people are basically on the sidelines, and they can get a strong strength bonus in the lower realm for a while, but in the long run, there is no benefit.

Even Lu Le, who is the most correct among them, his Taiyi flying sword has also been tempered by the master of the Yuan Shen, and there is also the mark of the Yuan Shen monk on it. It's not his own total control at all.

If there is a dependency mentality, I am afraid that the road ahead will not be easy.

"Brother Chu, slow down!" Zhang Qixian shouted, stopping Chu He from leaving.

"Listen to what I've to say. Brother Chu is not interested in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, can it be that he can also sit back and watch my Huaxia Mountains and Rivers, and the Cave Heaven Blessed Land in the future will be occupied by those foreign ghosts? Not to mention, there has been a generation in Wudang Mountain, and the monks who are still in the monk world today have very ordinary means. If no one comes forward, it is very likely that they will be targeted by those foreign monks. Zhang Qixian said quickly.

"The sky is falling, the tall man is on top, and it is not my turn to come out! That's it, farewell!" Listening to Zhang Qixian's words, Chu He walked even more without hesitation. The technique of big hats pressing people has long been used by Chu He. The world will not stop without anyone.

Wudang Mountain is the ninth blessed land in the world, if it can be easily occupied by outsiders, then this Huaxia cultivation realm is too useless, and it will be difficult to turn the tide if there is one more of him.

"I know a copy, it is related to the underworld! I wonder if Brother Chu is interested, stay and talk about it in detail?" Zhang Qixian finally took out the real price.

Chu He turned around, his expression remained unchanged, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes: "That's right! If you want me to help, then come up with a sincere price, and it's better to talk less about clichés and empty words." ”