Three days later, more than 1,000 people gathered again in the square. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

More than 700 people who participated in the alliance were divided into seven teams. The leader of the group stood at the forefront. Xue Wenrui was at the end of the queue because of his cultivation, and Gong Zhiwen wanted to follow him, but with Elder Zhuji here, how could he dare to make a mistake.

The foundation elder Wang Anfu glanced at the team, and finally his gaze fell on Xue Wenrui's body, and a trace of gloom flashed in the corner of his eye. He walked over step by step, and Xue Wenrui suddenly felt as if something bad was about to happen to him.

Elder Wang stood still in front of Xue Wenrui, two sharp gazes fell on his bare head, and the coercion in the middle of foundation building dispersed, immediately causing the few people standing in front of him to withdraw several feet.

Xue Wenrui is flesh and blood qi in his body operated, and he dissolved this coercion without revealing a trace, and now with the strength of his iron puppet in the early stage, it is naturally easy to resist the coercion of the foundation building monk.

Elder Wang said lightly, and then his face turned solemn, and he said sternly: "You are dressed like this, what do you want! The last time I saw you, you are still like this when you set off today, are you going to make my Tianlingmen lose face!"

Gong Zhiwen stood in front of him, secretly anxious in his heart, with a look of chagrin, last time he realized this problem, and even forgot to remind Xue Wenrui that he was really incompetent as a follower!

Xue Wenrui's face is also a little ugly, the appearance of this matter, big or big, small or small, if the other party is on the line like this, he will definitely have no good fruit to eat. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, wanting to see if he could find someone to help him play the round.

Sure enough, he saw someone who could play a round game, Mo Jianchen appeared, and he also found himself here, and he was running towards this side in a hurry.

Elder Wang didn't reply for a long time, thinking that he was consciously at a loss, and was about to continue to reprimand.

Xue Wenrui began to speak, and when he saw Mo Jianchen approaching, he deliberately raised his voice and replied: "Elder Wang, here's the thing, I made an agreement with the Lord of Mo Shao Sect that if anyone breaks through the late stage of the Spirit Liquid Realm first, the other party must show people with a bald head. This is to motivate me and the young master to work hard to cultivate, and the master of the Mo Sect also agreed to it at the beginning, but the master of the Mo Young Sect won, so I had to do it like this. Of course, if he had won at the beginning, he would be the master of Mo Shao now who is bald. ”

After Xue Wenrui finished speaking, he looked at Mo Jianchen who was walking and squeezed his eyes at him.

Mo Jianchen naturally heard Xue Wenrui's words, and when he saw Elder Wang's appearance again, he knew what was going on. He hurriedly said, "Elder Wang, it is indeed as Brother Xue said. If Brother Xue cultivates more than me in the future, then I will be the one with the bald head!"

Elder Wang was speechless for a while when he heard this explanation, which was like a joke, but since the young sect master had spoken, he couldn't continue to fight stubbornly, in case the young master really lost and shaved his head, could it be that he would have to find the door to teach him a lesson?

"But this ...... The old man is also afraid of losing the face of the sect!" Elder Wang looked like he was beating his chest and was helpless.

"Elder Wang don't worry, face is made with fists, as long as the Tianling Sect has strength, face is not a problem!" Xue Wenrui replied. He naturally told the truth, without strength, how can he talk about face.

Elder Wang glanced at the two of them, turned around and left, since the young master didn't care, why should he say more as an elder. If Tianlingmen is disgraced, the first thing to lose face is their father and son.

"Hey, how did you break through? Aren't you going to join the Southern Regions Alliance?" Xue Wenrui glanced at Mo Jianchen and found that he had actually broken through to the early stage of the Spirit Crystal Realm.

"Hey!" Mo Jianchen looked helpless, and then used the voice, "I don't want to either, but my father said that if my superb Heavenly Spirit Root is known to everyone, there will definitely be people who are not good for me, and now that the war between the three clans is getting closer and closer, the Immortal Cultivation Realm will also become chaotic." ”

"So that's the case!" Xue Wenrui nodded, it seems that this Momen master really has good intentions for his son, if he doesn't break through in his cultivation, it can't be said that he doesn't participate in the Southern Regions Alliance. But if he participated, he might be in danger, so he simply let him break through to the Spirit Crystal Realm, so that because the conditions did not match, it was difficult for others to say anything. Moreover, the Mo Sect Master will send out all the five Spirit Liquid Realm disciples among the inner disciples, so that the elders will definitely have no objections.

The two chatted for a few words, and Mo Jianchen turned around and left, after all, he was leading the team on behalf of his father, although the main person in charge was Elder Xiong, he at least had to follow by the side.

When those Spiritual Liquid Realm cultivators saw the intimacy of the two, they all showed a look of sudden realization. No wonder Xiong Chengye met Xue Wenrui, just like a mouse saw a cat, and the relationship between the daring lover family and the young master was so good.

Gong Zhiwen was even more excited in his heart, he was even more convinced of his gaze, even the young master was polite to this Xue Wenrui, what reason did he have not to follow him.

After the assembly, Great Elder Xiong took out a boat-shaped magic weapon in the condensed eyes of everyone, and looked at its spiritual pressure, it should be a high-grade magic weapon.

Great Elder Xiong entered a few Dharma decisions, and the spiritual power frantically poured into the small boat, and the small boat gradually became bigger and bigger in the amazement of everyone, and became ten zhang in size, twenty zhang in size, and thirty zhang in size, just when all the disciples thought that the small boat would become a hundred-zhang giant boat, it unexpectedly stopped growing.

Great Elder Xiong put a few spirit stones on the flying boat and threw out a sentence, which made Xue Wenrui almost stumble: "All the disciples below the middle stage of the Spirit Liquid Realm get on the flying boat, and the others control the flying sword by themselves and follow behind the flying boat!"

Xue Wenrui suddenly had the urge to vomit blood, how can I say that this heavenly spirit sect is also a sect, there is no giant magic weapon that can carry more than 700 people, how can you buy two more, and the high-grade magic weapon is only about a thousand spirit stones, right?

Xue Wenrui suddenly felt that he had received Mo Mingxuan's eight thousand spirit stones, maybe it would be a big deal for him in the Dan Realm.

Those monks who had hoped that the flying boat would continue to grow larger were also disappointed, especially those monks who heard that they would have to fly with their own weapons, and their heads were suddenly full of black lines, and their hearts were full of resentment, how indignant they were.

Every time the alliance is placed, it is in South Johor Bahru. Nanxinshan is not far from Tianlingmen, only 100,000 miles. But most of these Spiritual Liquid Realm and Great Perfection cultivators are still low-grade magic weapons in their hands, and their own cultivation is low, plus the magic weapons are poor, it is not bad to be able to fly 500 miles in an hour. 100,000 miles, that's nearly 20 days, and you won't stop flying for a moment!