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Four thousand two hundred and eighty-nine chapters take advantage of the chaos

"The name Fang Yu is not famous in the wilderness world." Fang Yu replied lightly.
The leader smiled and said, "I understand your concerns about us, but since you can stand here and talk to me, it means... you still choose to believe us for the time being."
"You have made a good summary, so...you have to let me see your performance next." Fang Yu said.
The conversation between Fang Yu and the leader of the Tianbei Sect seemed a little strange in Ji Jiutian and Han Miaoyi's eyes.
Because they didn't know what Fang Yu talked about when he met Ning Yu.
However, judging from the current scene, the Tianbei Sect seems to be working with Fang Yu.
In this regard, Ji Jiutian thought it was a good thing.
But Han Miaoyi didn't think so.
Most of her gaze was locked on the Saint Ningyu before.
Now that the leader appears, her gaze is locked on the leader again. Her eyes look like an ancient well is unpredictable, but in fact... it is cold.
"We will definitely not let you down." said the leader.
"Then let me tell me your name first." Fang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and said.
"Ningyan." The leader replied.
"oh?"
Fang Yu glanced at Ningyu and asked, "Are you mother and daughter or sister?"
"It has nothing to do with relationships." Ningyan smiled, "In the Tianbei Sect, every saint will take 'Ning' as its surname, and its name is given by the ancestor of the sect and cannot be changed."
"That's it..." Fang Yu nodded.
"I think the situation in the middle wasteland should have been explained to you." Ningyan said.
"I said it." Fang Yu said, "I heard that you were going to the banquet for Chaos Camp today. I don't know what information you brought back."
Ningyan nodded gently and said, "What I want to say next... is about Chaos Camp."
...
Tianbei Prefecture, outside Yongxin City.
In a forest, Lin Batian sat on the branch of a towering tree and raised his left palm.
A ball of black magic ball condensed from his left palm.
The magic ball was making a sound.
The sound of this array is very weird, obscure and harsh.
But Lin Batian listened very seriously.
The white eyebrows were not on the branches, but were quietly waiting for Lin Batian on the ground below.
About half an hour later.
"Damn it, when will this dark-binding spirit be able to get rid of the long-winded problem? One thousand words in one paragraph, nine hundred and ninety words are useless." Lin Batian jumped down from the branch and complained helplessly, "In half an hour, it spoke tens of thousands of words, and the center of the extract was only one sentence."
"Lord, what did it say?" Bai Mei asked.
"It said that most of the news about Qingtianzun came from Zhongzhou." Lin Batian took a deep breath and said, "Do you think this dark-bound spirit saliva more than tea? It takes half an hour to convey such a sentence!"
Bai Mei knew his master's personality very well. He did not delve into the question of the excessive secret spirit talk, but asked: "Then master, do we want to go directly to Zhongzhou now?"
"Don't worry, I have ordered the Secret Spirit to explore more information in Zhongzhou, otherwise we will be confused now, and it doesn't make sense." Lin Batian said, "And the current situation in Zhonghuang is quite interesting."
"What happened in Zhonghuang?" Bai Mei asked.
"The scene we just saw is a true portrayal of Zhonghuang's current ecology." Lin Batian said with a playful smile, "The current Zhonghuang is divided into two camps, named Feitian and Chaos... All tribe forces must choose one of two, and then... continue to fight."
"When did these two camps appear?" Bai Mei asked.
"I don't know this. Anyway, the Zhonghuang is very chaotic now." Lin Batian said.
"Then we..." Baimei looked at Lin Batian in confusion.
"We? This is a major benefit for us. The more chaotic the middle wasteland, the more I feel." Lin Batian raised his eyebrows and said, "It is my strength to take advantage of the chaos to attack."
...
Inside the Tianbei Sect.
Ningyan told her experience in Chaos Camp.
What she saw was indeed a high-level representative of Chaos Camp, but... it was just a consciousness.
The senior leaders of Chaos Camp hope that the entire Tianbei Sect would join, and then the Tianbei Sect could continue to manage Tianbei Prefecture.
Moreover, it is still in the substantive sense, rather than in the past just in the nominal sense.
At the same time, the top leaders of Chaos Camp also raised extremely huge temptations.
They promised that as long as Ningyan joined the Chaos Camp, she could help her improve her cultivation level and ensure that she could ascend to the Immortal Realm of the Domain.
For any monk, improving his cultivation is the goal that he pursues throughout his life.
Ascending to the fairy world in the domain is the dream of every top strong man!
In the realm, it is the real immortal world and the end point of cultivation.
No one can withstand such temptation!
"They can say that, and I can say that too." Fang Yu frowned, "Are so many top-notch people in Zhonghuang all fools? How can you believe it so easily..."
"Yes, but they showed their background." Ningyan replied calmly, "They have a unique portal in their hands, which allows us to briefly enter a certain area of ​​the fairy world in the domain."
"In that place, you can truly feel the environment of the fairy world."
"That can be fake, right?" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and said.
Chapter completed!
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