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Chapter five hundred and seventy-one who played

Although they are both masters in the late stage of Nascent Soul, the cultivation level of these six people is still slightly high. One of them is a white-haired old man wearing an ordinary green sermon robe who is already a half-step god-turned-spirited person at the peak of the late stage of Nascent Soul. Such powerful people are generally either in seclusion and insidious practice or seeking opportunities for breakthroughs while traveling far away. Unexpectedly, for Xiaochuan, the younger generation who had just condensed Nascent Soul, actually entered the land of ten thousand years of ice for ten thousand years.

However, although this old Taoist has high cultivation, several late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators chose to respect one of the middle-aged beautiful women. In addition to the middle-aged beautiful women who have advanced to the late-stage Nascent Soul for more than a hundred years, what is more important is that this middle-aged beautiful women are the direct descendant of the Long family and have a very high seniority. Even the other three Long family monks among the six late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators are her juniors.

Because of this relationship, several other late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators flew over and greeted each other first, and then greeted each other. Even the white-haired old Taoist dared not compete with the middle-aged beautiful woman for a long time.

However, this middle-aged beauty was quite humble, and she greeted the other five late monks one by one with spring in her face. She had countless charms between her beautiful eyes and looking at her. She was so excited that she looked at her. Even a monk and a Taoist man had a slightly lustful face. She was obviously very satisfied with the attitude of this middle-aged beauty.

At this time, all the Nascent Soul Cultivators around were focused on these six people. Even though everyone was covetous of the rewards that Zhang Xiaochuan could get, they did not dare to act rashly in front of the top powerhouses of Longyuan Island.

Although he knew that everyone was waiting for him to give orders, the middle-aged beautiful woman calmly started to greet the white-haired old Taoist, as if she was confident and was not in a hurry to take down Ogawa, or she might have enjoyed this eye-catching feeling.

"Wuliang Tianzun! Great Elder, I am polite to Zhen Yangzi! Since Zhang Xiaochuan, the thief, has been surrounded by us, I don't know what to do about it!"

"The Zhenyang Zhenren does not need to be too polite! My sister observes the true spirit and calmness, and her divine light is restrained. She is obviously a state of cultivation and diligence. I am afraid that it will not take many years to break the shackles and advance to become a god. At that time, I would like to ask the real person to give me more guidance on my sister's practice!"

The so-called "Flavor" is not worn by a thousand people. Even if you know that there is no one among the ten thousand monks at the peak of the late stage of the Nascent Soul, it is only half a step to transform into a god. However, for the compliment of this middle-aged beauty, the white-haired Taoist is still very helpful and can't help laughing: "Wuliang Tianzun! The Great Elder, don't make fun of the Taoist anymore! Maybe the girl of the Long family can make breakthroughs before her!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman also giggled and said, "Oh! Real people really love to joke! How is that possible? Who doesn't know that real people are the first person under our God-turned-gods in Longyuan Island!"

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Although the two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were praising each other one after another, clearly without any nutrition, the Nascent Soul cultivators present stood up with respect and did not dare to make any mistakes.

Fortunately, the middle-aged beautiful woman talked a lot for a long time and finally got back to the topic: "Real person! Although Zhang Xiaochuan is the main criminal of our Longyuan Island, she is just a small early-stage monk in the Nascent Soul stage, but she is not easy to mobilize all the people! If so many of us cultivators rushed to completely annihilate it, it would be impossible to spread it to Hanfeng Island and Linglong Island, it would not be a glorious thing!"

Although no one could speak any morals when no one knew about it, the Nascent Soul monks were extremely demanding in front of others. The words of the middle-aged beautiful woman quickly resonated with everyone, and several late Nascent Soul monks nodded repeatedly and said yes.

"What the Great Elder said is so! I wonder what the Great Elder has to say?"

"You are really kind! I'll ask a fellow Taoist to take it down with my sister, so that it's better to punish evil in Longyuan Island, and it won't leave any excuses for others!"

"Well! The Great Elder is indeed knowledgeable!"

Seeing that Zhen Yangzi finally nodded and said yes, the middle-aged beautiful woman turned to the other four late-stage monks and asked with a smile: "I wonder what the few fellow Taoists mean?"

If he met Xiaochuan alone, several late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators would definitely take him down without mercy. However, in front of so many Nascent Soul cultivators, no one was willing to bear the reputation of bullying the small and bullying the weak. Therefore, although Zhen Yangzi and these late-stage great cultivators were unwilling to accept, they knew that they would definitely not have the chance to reward them.

Especially, three of the four late-stage great monks were all children of the Dragon family, so naturally there was no objection.

"So you act as the Great Elder!"

"But according to the instructions of my aunt!"

Only the fat monk with big ears showed hesitation, frowned and suddenly asked, "Amitabha! I wonder who the Great Elder thinks should take this Xiaochuan?"

There is no shyness to the conversation between these late-stage great monks. Although the distance is very far, how can they hide it from the Nascent Soul cultivators present? When the monk asked this question, almost everyone held their breath and wanted to hear how the middle-aged beautiful woman answered. After all, winning Zhang Xiaochuan is a great achievement, which means that they can take the reward into their arms.

This middle-aged beautiful woman also knew why everyone was looking forward to it, but she smiled slightly and said nothing. Her beautiful eyes slowly looked around. After selling enough, she smiled and said, "Master Zhishan, who do you think is the right one?"

The short and fat monk didn't expect that this middle-aged beautiful woman would suddenly ask this question. She didn't know how to answer for a while. She thought she could not volunteer without regard for her identity. She stammered for a long time and could only respond helplessly: "Amitabha! I don't know who to let the best monk! It's up to the great elder to decide!"

This middle-aged beautiful woman seemed to have calculated the reaction of this monk Zhishan. She smiled at his bare head, but said slowly to all the Nascent Soul cultivators: "Friends of Taoism! This Xiaochuan's crime is unforgivable, but we cannot overpower the weak, and we cannot rely on our cultivation to suppress him! In the old woman, I still have to bother some early Taoist fellow to take it down, so as to demonstrate my ability in Longyuan Island!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman's words broke the hopes of many middle-level monks in the Nascent Soul stage. For a moment, dozens of middle-level monks in the Nascent Soul stage sighed with a long face.

At the same time, more than a hundred early-stage monks present suddenly became nervous and stretched their necks to hope that they could get this extremely precious opportunity, but no one remembered that a good Nascent Soul monk had already fallen under Xiaochuan.
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