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Chapter 129, Mixing Into the Crowd

The royal family and the ghost gate have always been resentful for a long time.

The beginning of rumored hatred can be traced back to the time when several generations of ancestors of the Ye family were alive.

As long as we meet each other, a bloody storm will inevitably start without warning.

Moreover, the infamous Ghost Sect has always been vicious and cruel in the Southern Wilderness. If they are targeted, they will probably not have a good ending.

Ye Beishan attached great importance to the second level of Ye disciples, so on the eve of the assessment, he mobilized the power of the Xiongjian City to investigate the trends of the destruction of the deserted wasteland in the past ten days.

Unexpectedly, an unprecedented disaster...

There is intelligence, but how to resolve this crisis has caused the top leaders to argue endlessly.

Ye Baiyun's face was quiet, and there was a hint of anger in his tone, saying, "Dog God's Ghost Sect, actually chose to target our royal family mansion at this time. Those disciples of the Ghost Sect are all influenced by those old ghosts, and their methods are extremely cruel and cruel. I think we should avoid their ambush location and send our disciples to the desolate wasteland..."

Ye Beishan nodded quite solemnly.

If the assessment is related to the direct struggle between the two forces, the danger will greatly increase.

After all, the disciples of the branch clan are also considered members of the Ye family mansion.

He didn't want to see these juniors die in vain.

In response to this, the old man from Yangzong Ye Yangfeng retorted again and said, "I object, but the same thing. Leng Feng is free to sharpen his temper. Without fighting, he cannot forge a real strong man. If these more than 2,000 disciples fear that mere ghost sect, it will not only have a great impact on their cultivation path, but also be humiliated in the heart of martial arts!"

Ye Baiyun and Ye Yangfeng were considered mortal enemies, so they directly spoke up and said:

"The competition must also be carried out when the two sides compete at a similar level. Just for the illusory martial arts heart, choose to act recklessly and have no chance to survive. What else can you talk about training and cultivation?"

Ye Haoshan, the strongest zong elder who had never spoken, sat on a chair, opened his eyes, participated in the topic, and said: "This time, I agree with Yangfeng's idea. The destruction and wasteland are very large. If the Ghost Sect is prepared, it will constantly change the ambush location. The younger generation will sooner or later usher in this catastrophe. It is impossible to avoid it. If you don't face it, the meaning of the assessment is false."

Ye Beishan analyzed the content of the conversation between several people, nodded slowly, and said, "The concerns of the Baiyun Sect are correct. Yang Feng and Haoshan's two sects are not unreasonable. You cannot let the Ghost Sect look down on our royal family, nor can you let the juniors sacrifice like moths to the flames. Therefore, this information must be made public."

"Let the younger generations Zi Baijinqing lead this ambush, and all orders will be controlled by them."

"In addition, if they want to think of a solution in advance, they can also hand over the magic weapon of the Earth-level that is suitable for them in the royal family."

Assessment is imminent, and only when there is a crisis can it have the meaning of experience.

"Also, Yang Feng and Bai Yun, the two sect elders, must respond in the two divisions of the Destroyed Wasteland. Once the elders of the Ghost Sect dare to cheat, we will fight them hard with them!"

Speaking of this, Ye Beishan, the head of the royal family, was also hooked up, and a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes.

"Go all!"

Ye Beishan waved.

The four sect elders all stood up and said goodbye.

"By the way!"

Ye Beishan suddenly said, "Let the distinguished guests of the Shengwu Sword Sect help more disciples of the royal family. In the future, I, Ye Beishan, will definitely repay Xuanyuan in person!"

"Okay!" Ye Baiyun nodded and said, and the few left.

That night, the atmosphere in the royal family was particularly tense.

All disciples have difficulty falling asleep.

When they think of the hell-style assessment that will be coming tomorrow, they can't sleep.

However, it is difficult to make up for the lack of martial arts in a short period of time by cuddling the Buddha's feet, so they can only choose to pray.

Just late at night, the jade slips of the royal family mansion in everyone's hands were lit up, and one burst of news was gradually made public.

"Ghost Gate?!"

"Damn, the disciples of the Ghost Sect want to fuck us?"

"No, I know that those guys in the Nanhuang Ghost Sect specialize in practicing the technique of collecting yin and replenishing yang, and act erratic and cruel. How could we compete with them?"

The disciples in the royal family's residence who participated in the second level of the assessment complained.

At this time, news came out that the Spirit Soldier Treasure Pavilion of the Royal Family Mansion was opened to the public on the morning of the next day, and everyone could enter and choose some earth-level spiritual weapons or magic weapons.

So early the next morning, a group of Ye disciples from Wuyang, Wuyang, were in a big show at the gate of the Spirit Soldiers Pavilion!

The four young kings are given priority to entering the Spiritual Soldier Treasure Pavilion, and the remaining disciples will choose high-grade magic weapons that the sect elders will also distribute to them by their cultivation and talent.

The disciples who got the magic weapon had a smile on their faces.

But this smile did not last long, because the senior officials of the royal family were so cautious about the second level assessment, which directly shows that the disciples of the Ghost Sect are here this time!

Early in the morning, Ye Yunzhan, Ye Tong, Ming Cang Jian and the ten law enforcement team disciples accompanied Ye Wuzong and waited outside the south gate of Xiongjian City.

Not surprisingly, Ye Liufeng also followed.

The two did not go to the Spirit Soldier Pavilion to select some high-grade magic weapons.

For Ye Liufeng, his Earth-level blood soul Purple Gold Demon-Suppressing Wheel is the strongest magic weapon.

Ye Wujin naturally didn't need to do so. After adjusting his true energy at the peak of the fourth level of the Martial Spirit Realm and adjusting his own state to the best, an ordinary martial spirit realm master is not his enemy of one sword at all.

Even the low-level Wu King level may not be able to get any advantage in his hands.

What's more, he also integrated Lei Xuan and Xue Xuan into the Nine Prison Swords.

It can be said that people can kill people, and Buddha can kill Buddha.

Facing the purple air coming from the east released from the sky by the newborn rising sun, Ye Wuzong closed his eyes slightly and felt the changes in the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

"In the deserted desert, in the vast forest, there are several completely different powerful air currents, rising in stalemates with each other. This may be the real reason why other forces enter this great siege of death."

Ye Wujin closed his eyes and murmured to himself.

Then, he opened his eyes and saw Ye Liufeng standing opposite him, looking curious.

"What are you doing?" Ye Wuzong asked Leng Bingbing.

The expression on Ye Liufeng's face was both surprised and praised, saying, "It seems that nothing can be hidden from you. Brother Wuzhi. I also got some information in the black market yesterday. It is said that this time, there will be twenty-eight 'Tianyue Spiritual Artifacts' in the Destruction of the Wasteland. As you expected, those auras were emitted from these spiritual artifacts..."

"Tianyin Spiritual Artifact?"

Ye Wuzong frowned slightly, and then he realized it.

The Tianyun Spiritual Artifact is not as good as the sword spirit in Yunshan Sword Cave, and is a remnant of powerful people.

Instead, it was not forged by the weapon refiner, and fell from a distant world and fell on the continent.
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