Seeing that the Holy Water People were in cahoots with several elders of the Stark Empire, Huo Yuan was so angry that he couldn't speak. Stretched out his hand and took out his fire-colored spear and stabbed straight at Shi Nuo Qingyang in the ring! No matter what they said, as long as they killed Shi Nuo Qingyang, it could be regarded as avenging several juniors of the Ning family, what could these people do to themselves? In addition to being the elder of the Water Stopping Immortal Sect, he was also a lifelong elder of the Foundry Association, no one dared to really kill him, at most he would be punished!

"Stop!" the man on the Chaotic Clouds greeted him with a sword in hand, of course he couldn't have watched the fire source kill Shi Nuo Qingyang!

Huo Yuan also lost his temper, and he didn't stop when he saw the chaotic clouds coming up, and stabbed at the chaotic clouds that were blocking in front of him, and the two most important elders of the Immortal Sect completely tore their faces because of a trivial matter.

The chaotic clouds and the fire source are in full swing, and the people of the sea of clouds, the people of the wind and the people of the holy water are watching from the sidelines. After all, this is an immortal sect, and in front of thousands of outer disciples in the entire sect, it is not easy for them to join forces to attack the fire source.

Outside the Narcissus Gate, a man in green clothes, a white horse, a white cat, and a strong man of more than two meters behind him approached the mountain protection array!

Before coming to the big array, the people in Tsing Yi held the token of the disciples of the Water Stop Immortal Gate, and the large array of water ripples slightly, revealing a passage, and several people flashed into the Immortal Gate.

As soon as he entered the fairy gate, the people in Tsing Yi couldn't help but shout loudly when they saw the familiar mountain gate: "I, Ning Lin, are back again!"

After three years in the Killing Plains, after several lives and deaths, Ning Lin returned to the Shui Xian Gate, and he inevitably felt cordial.

"Boy, who are you, dare to make a loud noise at the mountain gate!" An outer disciple shouted loudly when he saw Ning Lin's disrespectful behavior, and Ning Lin didn't look like an elder at all, at most he was an outer disciple like himself.

"I'm Ning Lin......, an outer disciple," Ning Lin replied to the first disciple.

"Are you Ning Lin?" The disciple stepped forward and looked at it carefully for a long time, although it was only three years, Ning Lin was already at the age of growing his body, and he had changed his appearance from when he participated in the promotion competition three years ago, if it weren't for acquaintances, he wouldn't have recognized it at all.

Ning Lin tossed his token to the outer disciple.

That outer disciple also participated in the promotion competition three years ago, but he didn't even make it through the first round, but in the final finals, he had also seen Ning Lin fighting with people, and knew how powerful Ning Lin was, and even knew that Ning Lin was ordered by the sect master to go to the Killing Plains to train for three years, but he didn't expect to come back today!

After confirming Ning Lin's identity, the disciple hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Ning, it's better to be in time than to be in time, today is the final of the promotion competition, I heard that some of your Ning clan have also broken into the finals......"

"Oh, the promotion competition has started again, and someone from the Ning clan has also broken into the finals? I don't know who it is?" Ning Lin secretly calculated in his heart, judging from the strength of the Ning family's disciples in the last promotion competition, no one should have the strength to be promoted to an inner disciple, unless someone has improved by leaps and bounds in cultivation in the past three years.

"It's Ning Bing......"

"Ning Bing?" Ning Lin was stunned, he didn't expect that Ning Bing would also have the opportunity to enter the Immortal Gate and reach the finals of the promotion competition.

In addition to his father in Ning Lin's life, the first Ning family he knew was Ning Bing, and he was his cousin, he advanced to the finals, of course he had to cheer for him. If Ning Bing can really advance to the inner disciple in one fell swoop, he will surpass the Cold Light Fairy, maybe the two of them can really achieve good things.

"Thank you, senior brother!" Ning Lin thanked him and turned around to leave, but another outer disciple said coldly: "Hmph, what if Ning Bing can break into the finals, there was news from Senior Brother just now, Ning Bing was injured, and now I don't know if he is dead or alive." The Master of Fire wants to ask for an explanation for him, and is fighting with the Master of the Troubled Clouds......"

Ning Lin couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this disciple's words, and then his face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to grab the disciple who spoke.

The disciple still wanted to struggle, but he couldn't help himself, and was caught in front of him by Ning Lin's volley, and said with a frightened face: "You, what do you want to do?"

Ning Lin glanced this disciple up and down, and from his clothes, he could see that he should be from the Stark Empire.

"Hmph, it's you-like guys who hurt my cousin!

Ning Lin had been in the Killing Plains for three years, and his killing intent had already penetrated into his bone marrow, and at this time, his face was cold, and the disciple only felt as if he was in Senluo Hell, and he was cold, for fear that Ning Lin would take his life when he raised his hand.

"Yes, it's Shi Qingyang......"

"Shi Nuo Qingyang, it seems that the lesson he was given last time was not enough!" Ning Lin gritted his teeth and said. Reaching out and tossing the disciple aside, he turned over as a foodie.

"You wait, I, Shi Nuo Qingyun, will take revenge sooner or later......" Without waiting for this disciple to be thrown out by Ning Lin, he rolled on the ground for a long time, sat on the ground and shouted loudly. Before the words fell, I saw the foodie carrying Ning Lin straight up to the sky and running towards the arena. Swallowing Tian glared at Shi Nuo Qingyun coldly, rose into the air, and chased after Ning Lin.

Seeing this scene, Shi Nuo Qingyun was so frightened that he hurriedly swallowed the rest of the words into his stomach. What kind of people are these? If you can fly in the air, you must be an immortal in the Tongmai period, and that horse can also step on the flying clouds, what kind of cultivation is it? Can you afford to provoke yourself?

Ning Lin didn't pay attention to Shi Nuo Qingyun at all, urging the foodies to rush to the arena.

It had been nearly half a month since he left the Killing City, and Ning Lin was not in a hurry along the way. He found a fairy boat in Qinglong's storage ring, and had a lot of fun along the way, until he arrived at the fairy gate today. Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to Xianmen, he heard the news that Ning Bing was injured.

After a moment's effort, Ning Lin had already rushed to the top of the arena, and saw Ning Bing lying in the ring with a scar from a distance!

"Ning Bing?" Ning Lin was anxious, jumped off the foodie, and landed beside Ning Bing.

"Boy, who are you who dare to break into my Stop the Narcissus Gate Promotion Competition!" A deacon elder of the Stark Empire who was in charge of the order of this competition was unfamiliar to him, but he could call Ning Bing's name in one mouth, presumably he also had something to do with the Ning family, maybe he was an inner disciple of the Ning family. But now that the three masters of the Stark Empire were all on the scene, he was also pretending to be a tiger, and stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"Get out!"

I didn't see how Ning Lin moved, just a loud shout, and the deacon elder flew out dozens of meters, fell to the ground, and fainted!

Although he didn't touch Ning Bing for a few months, Ning Lin left the Glacier Empire, but Ning Lin was alone since he was a child, without brothers and sisters, he had long regarded the disciples of the Ning family as his own brothers! Not to mention that Ning Bing usually took very good care of him, and indeed loved Ning Lin as his younger brother. This kind of love has nothing to do with strength, but a state of mind, which is precisely the emotion that Ning Lin has lacked most in his two lives.