"This ranking, but it's nothing, compared with the previous brothers and sisters, Yiming still has a long way to go......"

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"Where, Senior Brother Lu is humble"

"That's it, your results can't be caught up with me when I wait for the horse."

......

All kinds of sycophant remarks smashed on Lu Yiming like a tsunami, causing him to smile and shake his head, and in the end, it seemed that he couldn't resist the offensive of people's words, and laughed out loud.

All the monks were also flattering, and they had a pity for Yang Xuan before, but now they were all left behind.

In this Wangtian Palace, it is more powerful than the ordinary eunuchs' homes, you have strength, you are strong enough, and there will never be a shortage of this kind of flattering grass on the wall.

Those people may still be entangled at the beginning, after all, Yang Xuan came with the little princess of the Heavenly Palace, whether it is face or strength, he has to give enough, and looking at his attitude, he is like a ruthless character with a few brushes, but now it seems that this is not the case, a monk who has not even been ranked in the Qing Ying List, no matter how big his background is, he is not as important as a strong man with two hundred and twenty-eight ranks.

It's a much simpler choice.

After a long time, as if he was a little bored of listening, Lu Yiming waved his hand lightly, and walked slowly towards Youruo's location, before he got close, he arched his hand and said, "Senior Sister Youruo, Brother Yang's matter, I'm sorry, but ...... I hope my junior sister can understand that my senior brother is doing this for you and for the sake of the majesty of my Wangtian Palace."

Lu Yiming's words are sincere and sincere, and he has a kind of painstaking efforts to help the world just for the well-being of all sentient beings.

Youruo's face remained unchanged, still cold as frost, and that displeasure seemed to condense all the air around him, "Senior Brother Lu's words, Youruo doesn't dare to agree, I don't think I have that much influence, and Wangtian Palace doesn't need to rely on a villain like you who is arrogant and narrow-minded to care about Ansheng."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Yiming's face suddenly became gloomy, and he was so embarrassed that he was in place, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"You just need to remember that if Yang Xuan has something long and short, not to mention how the palace master will be angry, at least with me, you will definitely be ......"

Before the words were finished, an abrupt vision suddenly appeared, the magnificent Qingying Hall suddenly bloomed with blue light, the heavy hall door suddenly opened, a misty light flashed, three feet in front of the door, there was a figure in a green shirt sitting on the ground, but at this moment it looked slightly embarrassed, broken, blood dried up, sticking to it, especially terrifying.

"Yang Xuan!"

The fat man and Youruo shouted in unison, and their bodies instantly rushed forward, came to his side, and looked at him nervously, as if the worry in his expression had turned into substance.

"Eh, it's out?"

"Was it really teleported?

"I'm afraid that my cultivation has been lost, the danger in the Qing Hades Temple is extraordinary."

"Tut-tut, it's a pity ......"

Lu Yiming's expression changed again and again, from the surprise at the beginning to the ecstasy later, it can be described as extremely exciting, and for a while, there was a trace of pity in his heart for no reason.

should have been a monk with a strong limelight, in the Wangtian Palace, reaching the top, similar to a genius like Gu Feng, it is unlikely, but at least he can live an incomparably nourishing life.

But now he has made all the stepping stones for himself...... O sad boy.

Thinking of this, he hesitated in his heart, and stepped forward, wanting to see what kind of Yang Xuan who had added glory to himself had become.

"Lu, one, Ming!"

Yu Ruo opened his mouth word by word, and the resentment in his tone was not concealed at all.

Yang Xuan's state at the moment was particularly terrifying, not only the physical injury, but also the key was that he seemed to have no energy at all, and he couldn't perceive the slightest bit of true yuan power, divine aura, and even the physical body seemed to have returned to the original physical mortal womb.

In this way, where can you not be angry, how can you not be angry?

Even the fat man on the side had red eyes, and his fat body trembled uncontrollably, as if he couldn't believe that the powerful monk who had repeatedly brought miracles had become a mortal like this, his fat face was twisted into a ball, and bursts of dangerous momentum emerged, extremely violent.

This state really frightened Lu Yiming, if it weren't for the tense atmosphere now, it was really Yang Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, without a sound, was too terrifying, if it weren't for the fact that his chest was rising and falling in a slight arc, he would almost have been decided.

"This ...... I'm afraid I can't blame it."

"Even now, you still want to quibble?"

"He, Yang Xuan, entered the Qing Hades Hall by himself, but was injured by the formation in it, why do you blame me?"

"If it weren't for your words, how could this be?"

Lu Yiming's face was gloomy, he felt the strong hatred rising from Youruo's body, which was indeed inconsistent with his original thoughts, no matter what, he didn't expect that this kid named Yang Xuan would actually make Youruo care so much.

Thinking about himself, although the relationship with this talented and beautiful woman is not good, it is definitely not bad, but who would have expected that now it has fallen to the freezing point because of a boy who has become a waste.

Lu Yiming only felt a strong sense of jealousy in his chest, and the anger was about to erupt, his eyes gradually began to be bloodshot, and the same kind of eerie and ferocious momentum swirled, silent, without saying a word.

The misty purple qi was wild, permeated in the secluded body, sharp and mysterious, revealing a resolute aura, and the energy level seemed to be far beyond the ordinary true element, escaping a sense of danger.

"You're going to do it with me, for such a mortal who is already a waste?"

Yu Ruoqiao's face was slight, and she looked at Lu Yiming coldly.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if the Wangtian Palace fights privately?

"The Law Enforcement Hall should intervene, but it is to remove scumbags like you from my Wangtian Palace."

As soon as he spoke, the vigorous purple qi instantly condensed, but in an instant, a round of purple dawn had already appeared three feet above his head, radiating a misty brilliance, rendering the entire front of the Qingyin Temple a layer of colorful purple.

Now the monks watching the battle are all panicked, this kind of power seems to be coming to the real thing, even if she is the little princess of Wangtian Palace, she will not ignore the murderous reputation of the Law Enforcement Hall, so looking at it, Lu Yiming really made her angry.

At the moment, they couldn't help but collectively silence, as if they were imprisoned by the power of some cultivator, and some of the timid ones even cowered and faded backwards, trying their best to avoid the dazzling purple sun that made them feel that it was a little difficult to breathe.

"Youruo...... You ......"

As a disciple of Wangtian Palace, Lu Yiming knew how terrifying the strength of this seemingly beautiful little girl was, although Youruo did not move around frequently among ordinary disciples, he would not participate in many activities.

However, there are occasional rumors in the sect, it is said that she was once on the list of ascending to the heavens, another list of Wangtian Palace with considerable gold content, with the cultivation of the peak of Shen Nian Zang, relying on the divine purple qi in one hand, the two people at the bottom of the ranking joined forces, and the battle was tied.

If you do it desperately, I am afraid that you will be able to win the battle, you must know that the monks who can rank on the list of ascending to the heavens must be some core disciples of the Three Absolute Realms of Creation.

Lu Yiming was a little scared, if it was him, let alone ascending to the heavens, even if he took out one of the top disciples of the Inner Gate Divine Nianzang, he would never be his opponent.

"You—Are you really going to do evil to me for him?"

If you didn't speak, the fat man on the side got up slowly, the fierce breath was like a fierce beast that chose people to devour, his small eyes looked at Lu Yiming fiercely, and his tone was extremely cold, "Bastard, what are you?"

As soon as the words fell, there was no monstrous momentum roaring, no terrifying energy churning, the fat man's figure flashed, the speed was as fast as lightning, and he shook his hand and punched directly at Lu Yiming's face, this blow was strong and heavy, and the cold wind pressure blew his hair scattered and flew up, resounding a fierce wind.

"Hmph, what are you?" Youruo was staring at him from the side, but he didn't think that it was this fat man who took the lead, and under the perception of his thoughts, he had already understood his cultivation, but it was just Zhenyuanzang, and it was really not where the courage came from.

With that, his hands flexed into claws, and in an instant, he waved out a shadowy and strange energy claw shadow, whistling and brazenly catching up, tearing the strong wind into nothingness along the way, and the castration continued unabated.

The fat man was not afraid at all, the anger in his eyes almost turned into substance, and he suddenly shouted, and a blue fist wind also roared, and his voice soared.

At this moment, the scene that should have been noisy in the field was suddenly quiet, and immediately, a buzzing sound faintly sounded in everyone's ears, and the two people who were fighting unconsciously slowed down the offensive.

Gradually, the buzzing sound did not increase, but it was extremely weird, like a heavy hammer, beating on the heart, knowing the sea, and in an instant, he was stunned in place, only to feel that his chest was suffocated, and the blue tendons on his neck and forehead were sudden, and it was difficult to be extreme, and even his actions were slow.

"This ...... This is ......"

"How so?"

"What happened?"

The noisy voice resounded in an instant, but it stopped instantly, as if it was choked by an invisible hand, and his heart shook violently.

Among them, the most seriously injured was Lu Yiming, who was fighting against the fat man, his whole body trembled violently, and the claw shadow flying in the air slowly dissipated, covering his ears with both hands, not wanting to hear this strange sound that was actually weak and unheard.

Like thunder, like heaven and earth!

The monks who were far away and had not been affected were all stunned at the moment, and some of them didn't understand why they were in the field.

On the other hand, his state is even more confusing, and there are still people who are amazed and wailing, but now that the field is extremely quiet, what does he mean by Lu Yiming covering his ears? And it seems that he is still in pain.

"Quick...... Look at the ...... of the Blue Stone"

One of them cried out in astonishment, and some of the unaffected monks followed the prestige, but they immediately froze in place.

In front of everyone's eyes, the green stone that has not moved released a misty brilliance, from the bottom, there is a cyan light like a star, Shuer lit up, and then, with a swift attitude straight up, without an inch, it lit up several names around, for a while, the blue stone is extremely bright, eye-catching.

"This—This is ......"

"Someone is on the list"

"In the past three days, only one person has entered the Qingsha Temple, so this blue light ...... OMG!"

"Won't it?"

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes looked at the closed-eyed figure who was sitting three feet in front of the door of the Qingyin Temple, with a look of disbelief.