The heavy rain suddenly came, making a rustling sound, cleaning every corner of the holy city.

Almost everyone was quickly looking for a place to hide from the rain, and the figures were in chaos.

Only the little living Buddha in the corner of the wall could only move his hands on the ground because of his inconvenience to move. He crawled very slowly and was soon wet. A lot of mud and dirt splashed all over him, and some mud spots splashed directly into his mouth and nostrils.

He felt aggrieved, resentful, and regretful. All kinds of expressions surged in his heart, and tears flowed out again.

"Little guy, you look very pitiful. You really don't want to join our Lotus Gang? You think about it now. If you are willing, I will take you away immediately. If you are unwilling, you will be killed by the death of you!"

The middle-aged beggar before, with a banana leaf on his head, came to the little living Buddha again and said viciously.

The little living Buddha felt aggrieved in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the beggar in front of him who made him hate him so much that he gritted his teeth. Based on the principle that a hero would not suffer the loss in front of him, he nodded vigorously.

"That's right. Let's follow us in the future and ensure you have something to eat for three meals."

The middle-aged beggar smiled, grabbed the little living Buddha's collar, and quickly took him away from here.

The rain is tighter.

It is like turning into a huge rain curtain, connecting the heaven and the earth.

Wu Alliance Headquarters.

Ning Chuan followed the previous person and came all the way to the [Ministry of Martial Arts].

In a conference hall in the Ministry of Martial Arts.

Seven or eight elderly people gathered here, whispering in a low voice, looking extremely solemn.

As Ning Chuan arrived from outside, the seven or eight old men looked at Ning Chuan, surprised, shocked, eager to try, winked.

"Boy, you're here."

Yang Xiong, who was in charge, suddenly spoke, waved his hand, and asked Ning Chuan to give up the gift.

"Senior, what happened?"

Ning Chuan said suspiciously.

"What else can I do? Of course, it's still about our ancestor of the Martial Alliance."

Yang Xiong sighed softly, "Now the Holy Alliance does not want to let go easily. As the masters on both sides continue to gather, there are now more than 2,000 masters entering the Dao Realm and above in the border area, and this is not all. As things go back on, more masters gathered in the past will definitely become.

Once a full-scale conflict breaks out, it will be unimaginable.

So now someone in front has proposed a compromise method. In order to avoid further conflict between the two sides, it is better for both sides to select a few good players from the younger generation from their respective camps and let them fight on behalf of the older generation.

If the Holy Alliance can win the final victory, then the Martial Alliance must fully accept the conditions for the Holy Alliance to be opened!

If the Martial Alliance can win the final victory, the Holy Alliance needs to withdraw the formation unconditionally, release the crazy Martial Alliance ancestor, and apologize to the Martial Alliance.

So, that's why I called you over."

Ning Chuan immediately understood.

"Senior, do you want me to go to the front line too?"

"Yes, besides you, I have sent someone to invite the top ten people on the Tianjiao List, and ask them to arrive at the border of the Martial Alliance within ten days."

Yang Xiong said, "This matter is big or small. No matter what, we will bring back the Martial Alliance ancestor who has disappeared for more than two hundred years. If we really lose in the end, even if a complete conflict breaks out, it will be spared!"

Ning Chuan suddenly frowned.

For some reason, he suddenly felt like he was conspiring.

Now most of the martial arts experts have been drawn to the border. If there are other changes in the three major countries, wouldn’t it be too late to react?

Ning Chuan quickly told Yang Xiong about his concerns.

"I have considered all the things you said. In fact, the biggest threat now is the Demon Alliance. According to the various explorations of the [Shadow Department] over the years, the Holy Alliance and the Demon Alliance are getting closer and closer in recent years. The last time the Martial Alliance headquarters was stolen from the [Martial Arts and True Explanation] was stolen, there was the shadow of the Holy Alliance and the Demon Alliance."

Yang Xiong said with a heavy tone, "So the Holy Alliance is now deliberately leading our masters to the border, mostly to facilitate the Demon Alliance to take action."

"Then senior, you still have to send such a person over?"

Ning Chuan was surprised.

"The current situation is that even if we know that the Demon Alliance will attack behind the scenes, we have to send masters to the border, because once there are fewer masters in the border, the Holy Alliance will also launch an attack. Therefore, our Martial Alliance is actually in a state of being attacked from both sides."

Yang Xiong said in a deep voice.

Understood.

Ning Chuan suddenly realized.

Conspiracy!

This Holy Alliance is an open and open plot.

It is clear to tell you that all your masters will come out and gather at the border, and the demon alliance will take the opportunity to attack you behind.

But you have to go.

Because if you don't go, the Holy Alliance will take the opportunity to attack you, kill all your current border masters, and by the way, you, the crazy Martial Alliance ancestor, will also trap you to death with a large formation.

So Wumeng is now completely led by the nose.

From the day when the Golden Bearded Guest rushed to the Holy Alliance, this open plot has taken shape, just like a whirlpool, constantly attracting the remaining martial arts experts to help.

If the Martial Alliance wants to get rid of the vortex, the only one who can cut off one's arm and ignore the lives and death of Jinlangke and others!

But if you really do this, then when the Golden Rose Guest and others die, the Holy Alliance and the Demon Alliance will continue to launch an invasion in the future.

The final result cannot be changed at all.

Moreover, Ningchuan had seen the map location where the Wu League was located before.

The south of the Martial Alliance is the Holy Alliance and the east of the Demon Alliance. It is basically under the attack of two major forces and is easily siege.

"But don't worry too much. It's impossible for them to easily destroy our Martial Alliance. The business of our Martial Alliance for so many years is not something they can destroy if they want to.

What's more, the five supreme peaks in the Southern Region, my martial arts alliance occupies three. If we really want to force us to invite the honest monk and the Tiandao Wang Yi, then no one can tell who will end up with the final victory or defeat."

Yang Xiong's tone turned cold and said, "Boy, I'll give you a few weapons now. I hope you can make good use of them at that time."

He dragged out a large box directly from one side and put it in front of Ning Chuan, saying, "Open it and take a look for it yourself."

arms?

Ning Chuan showed suspicion and then opened the wooden box given by Yang Xiong.

I saw a thick bow with black black light flowing in the alley. The bow body was simple and grand, mysterious and mysterious. At first glance, it made people feel bright.

In addition to this big bow, there are seven or eight arrows. The materials used for each arrow are extraordinary. The cold light flows at the arrow, filled with an unspeakable solemn aura.

The moment he saw this big bow, the old men in the hall changed their colors at the same time and looked at each other.

The old master actually took out this thing?

Ning Chuan grabbed the big bow in the wooden box and gently weighed the abnormal skills.

The weight is not light or heavy for him, almost just right.

He pulled hard, and with a creaking sound, the bowstring was slowly pulled open, and the muscles all over his body appeared, and blue veins swelled up. Soon the bowstring was pulled to the full moon state. Then he loosened his fingers and with a bang, the bowstring made a deafening sound.

"Good bow, senior, what is the origin of this big bow?"

Ningchuan asked.

"I know you are good at shooting. Once at the headquarters of the Martial Alliance, you shot and killed the Qingscattered Eagle with the Qi-Calculating Realm. The arrow feathers you emit could not even resist the sword-drawing technique. Later, you shot hundreds of masters directly in Hei Shui City, so I specially found this big bow for you!

This bow has actually been tempered by some cultivators using magic power. There is a powerful profession among cultivators, called [Weapon Refiner]. The weapons they practice often have extremely powerful power and can be accompanied by some powerful energy attacks.

When the headquarters of the Martial Alliance was just established, we had fought with some cultivators and cooperated with them, so we caught many [weapon refiners] and allowed them to refine all kinds of weapons for us.

Unfortunately, as weapons were refined one by one, the mana of these [weapon refiners] gradually exhausted and they could no longer practice.

In the past two hundred years of development, our headquarters of the Martial Alliance has consumed a lot of such weapons. Now there are very few left behind. I will lend you this [Canglong Bow] for the time being. In addition to [Canglong Bow], there are seven flying knives below, so you can take them with you."

Yang Xiong spoke.

Ning Chuan was first surprised by the [Weapon Refiner] in Yang Xiong's mouth, and then immediately searched under the box, and found seven or eight flying knives with dim colors and simple shapes.

He gently grabbed a flying knife and could clearly sense the rich power fluctuations contained on the flying knife.

"It's indeed extraordinary."

Ning Chuan's eyes flashed.

"There were dozens of flying knives left, but now I can only give you seven. The rest should be distributed to other talents on the genius list in turn to increase their chances of winning. OK, you accept it now and we will set off immediately."

Yang Xiong spoke.

"Leave so soon?"

Ning Chuan was shocked.

"Yes, time is endless. If you stay for a moment, there may be any changes."

Yang Xiong said solemnly.

"Will the leader go?"

Ning Chuan asked curiously.
To be continued...