The loud and loud noise surged into the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky were immediately torn a huge crack. The dazzling light sprinkled from behind the clouds, covering the entire Xiaonanling Mountains with a layer of dazzling golden yellow...

The Dongzhou Immortal Meeting has begun.

Thousands of monks stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the mushroom-shaped ring standing on the Cangshan Mountain in the distance, shouting loudly, the sound waves were rising and falling without stopping. It didn't take long before the battle of the No. 2 ring was announced to end. There was only one monk on the stage who had a tenth-level Qi training monk standing in the center of the ring with blood all over his body. Although he was tired, his face was still filled with the glory of excitement.

What Lu Chen and others focused on were naturally the No. 8 ring. The silver-white and transparent magic shield allowed them to see the situation inside. On the ring, all kinds of magic weapons were flying up frequently, transforming into five-colored ten lights, which were extremely gorgeous. The shouts and screams came from the inside. The dust and sand and stones rolled up flat, covering the entire ring with an extremely hazy layer of sand mist.

"Peng~"

Lu Chen and others were about to observe the situation inside carefully, but they heard nine consecutive muffled sounds coming from inside. Countless gazes gathered from all directions to the ring No. 8 from all directions. They only heard the painful cry inside, and then the blood mist dissipated.

Lan Yu and Qingyun frowned at the same time. At this moment, a figure lit up a white light from the magic circle and then flew out. It was Murong Yuxi who had just entered.

"Huixi? Senior Sister..."

Lan Yu and Zuo Qinghan called out at the same time when they saw this and hurriedly rushed towards the swaying figure. When Lu Chen, Qingyun and Wang He rushed over, the little girl had already taken Murong Yuxi into her arms.

"Senior Sister..." Murong Yuxi, who was holding in the little girl, had been stained with crimson blood for some reason. Her hair was messy, as if after a big battle, the flying sword in her hand was nowhere to go, and only a few pieces of shattered escape formation talismans were still in her hand.

Murong Yuxi and Zuo Qinghan are Lan Yu's beloved disciples. Seeing Murong Yuxi seriously injured, they immediately took Murong Yuxi from the little girl in a hurry: "Huixi, how are you? What happened?"

Murong Yuxi closed her eyes slightly, opened a slender gap in difficulty, and her peerless face looked extremely haggard, saying, "A master of the foundation-building stage, his disciple was defeated."

"Foundation stage?" Lu Chen looked up at the 8th arena, and anger rose secretly in his heart.

Just then, the dust of the ring No. 8 dissipated, and a figure of arrogance and frivolity, holding a long jade sword in his hand. The white robe on this man was spotless, and there was a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth. When he looked over from the ring, a cold and ruthless voice sounded slowly: "Run quickly, hum~"

He threw down a coldly sentence, and the right hand swept from left to right, and the eight Qiankun bags fell steadily in his hand. Then the monk, who was holding the clan, glanced at it, was glared by the monk, and immediately announced: "Group 8, Huaxin of Canglang Sect, win..."

"Canglang Pai Huaxin?"

Countless monks in the open space square looked at the arrogant figure on the ring with gritted teeth. This person obviously had the foundation-building stage cultivation, and he killed people with one move, leaving no living mouth at all. He was to kill people and seize treasures. His intention was obviously heartbreaking.

"All dead, this man must have magic weapons in his hand." Wang He glared at Huaxin, the Canglang School who won on the ring with anger.

"Fortunately Huixi escaped quickly. None of the nine people was his opponent. This person was cruel and ruthless, outrageous..." Lan Yu said in a deep voice, feeling uncomfortable as if he dripped blood in his heart. Seeing his beloved disciple being beaten like this, no matter how hard he could tolerate it, no one could have no hatred.

The little girl was anxiously crying in her eyes, and she watched Lan Yu use her skills to heal her wounds for Murong Yuxi.

Lu Chen was so calm that he was scary, his eyes were always on Murong Yuxi, but his spiritual sense was communicating with the old man Qi Jing.

The old man Qi Jing looked solemn. With Lu Chen's eyes, he glanced at Murong Yuxi's injuries and said lightly: "She was caught in a cold and cold air. Someone should have seriously injured her with magic weapons. However, with this junior in the late stage of foundation building, her surname is unhindered." The old man said, and his tone gradually became heavier, saying: "There are not many people in the mortal Taoist sect among the six realms who can use the cold and cold magic weapon. This person is unknown. Boy, if you meet him, be careful."

Lu Chen nodded secretly, looked at Hua Xin for a few more times, remembering her appearance, then lowered her body and looked at Murong Yuxi with a little concern. Without wanting to disturb Lan Yu and Murong Yuxi, Lu Chen said to Zuo Qinghan: "Girl, don't be sad. She is fine. She will improve after a few days of cultivation."

The little girl showed an angry expression for the first time, turned around and glared at Hua Xin who was falling down the ring, and gritted her silver teeth and said, "Why did he hurt his senior sister? She almost died."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Girl, I said that it is just a matter of the weak in the cultivation world, and it is just a killing person. It is normal."

When saying this, Lu Chen's tone was not resentful, and even the calmness that showed made people feel terrible. Especially the sentence "It's just a murder, it's too normal", which made Qingyun and Wang He even stunned at the same time.

At this time, the field was already in full swing. No matter what, the dark horse that broke out in the sky became famous. The discussions below were both praised and criticized, but most of the people Duohuaxin were optimistic and fought for the sake of making a name for themselves. It was not considered a violation of the rules when they made a desperate move.

On the Xiaonanling Mountain peak, the seven elders sat together, looking at Hua Xin who was walking down with a smile. Xing Ran nodded and murmured: "Canglang Sect, it seems to be in Canglang Island, Dongzhou."

Daoist Cang Xue from Daxue Mountain took over the conversation and said, "That's right, just in Hengyuan River. At first, the Canglang Sect is very powerful, and all the internal disciples are geniuses. Haha, many years ago, it seemed that he wanted to compete with Langya Blessing Land because of the seven sects of the Dao Sect. Fellow Daoist Huanming, this is the case."

The Taoist Cang Xue chuckled and handed the handle to a thin old man with a yin and yang face on the left. The old man was the early Jindan master named Huanming when he heard Cang Xue ask, and he sneered disdainfully: "Hmph, a mere second-rate sect is trying to offend Langya Blessing Land. If it weren't for the true sect in charge of the sect, the Canglang Sect would have been gone in Dongzhou long ago."

"Haha, hehe." The elders looked at each other and laughed. Cang Xue smiled for a while before sighing: "Ah~, despite this, this son is extremely talented. He should have practiced the Yinming Art. He has reached the early stage of foundation building at a young age. It seems that the Yinming Art has reached the third level. Ordinary foundation building cultivators are no match for him."

Taoist Kong Ji of Jiulian Sect continued: "Yes, this guy's strength is Liu Sanqiang, He Tianyi, Qiu Shuang... They are not opponents. It seems that the top ten of this conference should have the title of this person."

"Then... what about Nan Xingchen..." Taoist Kong Ji nodded and analyzed, and pointed out the first disciples of each sect as several families. Taoist Xuan Gu of Guiyuan Sect heard about it, and then opened his eyes and asked, "Take Kong Ji saw this person so clearly. I wonder what would happen if another high disciple Nan Xingchen faced this person?"

Xuan Gu's voice gradually became lighter, but it had a secret meaning than any of the words that everyone had just talked about. The other five elders also looked at this side. Taoist Kong Ji glanced at him and smiled slightly before saying: "Everyone, Kong Ji's disciple Kong Ji naturally understands the most. If you don't say anything else, this person alone is not enough. If you are the hidden disciples in the sect, you may be able to compete for one or two (6)."

“Haha~”

The secretly meaningful words of Taoist Kong Ji stunned the six elders, but then the seven people laughed out loud at the same time, and there was a feeling of old shaking and slitting in the laughter.

Xuan Gu nodded and smiled without saying a word. In fact, his eyes fell on a white figure in the square at the moment of recycling. The fleeting gaze was not noticed. However, in his heart, he added another number of the number of unbeatable wins and unbeaten in the top ten this time on the "seven".

"Yuhu? Oh, it seems that it is called Lu Chen, from... Qianyu Sect? It is actually a second-rate sect? Are you real or false?" Xuan Gu thought secretly.

ps: Alcohol is really not a good thing. Master Dao was confused. It was too late to get up, and the first update is here.
Chapter completed!