Mu Lanfeng didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but her eyes jumped directly when she saw Solomon, as if she ignored Solomon's existence.

This surprised Jun Yimo. Didn't Solomon always have a higher status than the Wood Spirit Sect? How could he be ignored by the Wood Spirit Sect?

Lanze seemed to see through her doubts and whispered in her ear, "The leader of the Wood Spirit Sect and our leader have always been at odds, so the two of them have always ignored each other's existence."

Jun Yimo suddenly realized that this was the case.

However, the two men's lowered heads and whispers were once again condemned by the eyes of a man in the distance.

"As the organizer of this Soul Gathering Conference, we, the Wood Spirit Sect, very much welcome everyone to come. Now I announce that this year's Soul Gathering Conference has officially begun!"

Mu Lanfeng's clear voice penetrated the entire mountain range of the Wood Spirit Sect, and even the flowers, plants and trees in the mountain forest were surging with emotion because of her words.

Following her announcement, guests from all walks of life applauded enthusiastically. Everyone looked enthusiastic and excited, hoping that they could compete in this conference and make all the achievements of their daily practice worthwhile.

Show. At the same time, everyone also has an admiring outlook on the battle between masters. Everyone does not want to see a wonderful competition. Sometimes watching the competition between masters is even more beneficial than practicing behind closed doors alone for three to five months.

usefulness.

Before her words completely dissipated, the person had already disappeared from where she had just been standing.

Next, Elder Mu Wanqing of the Wood Spirit Sect began to announce the rules of the competition.

The competition in the Spirit Gathering Conference is very simple. The first round is a randomly selected pair of duels, and the winner will advance to the next round of competition.

The four aristocratic families and the four major sects who came this time each had eight disciples to participate.

Jun Yimo watched them all draw lots excitedly, but he was thinking about how to sneak away to the forbidden area in the back mountain.

Everyone is busy here, so no one will notice me as a substitute, right?

Unfortunately, before she could even move her steps, someone had already arranged an errand for her.

"Miss Jun, the master asked you to go over and help him out. His competition is about to begin!" Xuanfeng walked to Jun Yimo's side and said respectfully.

Jun Yimo was about to retort when he heard the second elder suddenly interrupt, "Yes, yes, Yimo, go watch Young Master Mo's competition, cheer him up, and also take a good look at the competition between the masters."

This is the main purpose of your coming here this time, do you understand?"

This old guy is really good at flattering him! She was disdainful in her heart, but she also knew very well that she probably wouldn't be able to run away at this time.

"Okay, take me there!"

When Jun Yimo followed Xuanfeng to the competition stage where Mo Lingjue was, he saw a very strange scene in front of him.

On the competition stage, a man in gray clothes stood opposite Mo Lingjue. The man kept his head lowered and did not dare to look at his opponent.

"Mo... Young Master Mo, take action!" The man in gray whispered cowardly. He was afraid that if he stayed for a while longer, his legs would collapse. This young master's aura was really unbearable.

It's terrible.

Mo Lingjue raised his eyebrows, glanced in the direction where Jun Yimo and Xuanfeng were coming, and said with a smile on his lips, "When my woman comes to cheer me up, it's not too late to fight again!" Mu Lan

Feng didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but his eyes jumped directly when he saw Solomon, as if he ignored Solomon's existence.

This surprised Jun Yimo. Didn't Solomon always have a higher status than the Wood Spirit Sect? How could he be ignored by the Wood Spirit Sect?

Lanze seemed to see through her doubts and whispered in her ear, "The leader of the Wood Spirit Sect and our leader have always been at odds, so the two of them have always ignored each other's existence."

Jun Yimo suddenly realized that this was the case.

However, the two men's lowered heads and whispers were once again condemned by the eyes of a man in the distance.

"As the organizer of this Soul Gathering Conference, we, the Wood Spirit Sect, very much welcome everyone to come. Now I announce that this year's Soul Gathering Conference has officially begun!"

Mu Lanfeng's clear voice penetrated the entire mountain range of the Wood Spirit Sect, and even the flowers, plants and trees in the mountain forest were surging with emotion because of her words.

Following her announcement, guests from all walks of life applauded enthusiastically. Everyone looked enthusiastic and excited, hoping that they could compete in this conference and make all the achievements of their daily practice worthwhile.

Show. At the same time, everyone also has an admiring outlook on the battle between masters. Everyone does not want to see a wonderful competition. Sometimes watching the competition between masters is even more beneficial than practicing behind closed doors alone for three to five months.

usefulness.

Before her words completely dissipated, the person had already disappeared from where she had just been standing.

Next, Elder Mu Wanqing of the Wood Spirit Sect began to announce the rules of the competition.

The competition in the Spirit Gathering Conference is very simple. The first round is a randomly selected pair of duels, and the winner will advance to the next round of competition.

The four aristocratic families and the four major sects who came this time each had eight disciples to participate.

Jun Yimo watched them all draw lots excitedly, but he was thinking about how to sneak away to the forbidden area in the back mountain.

Everyone is busy here, so no one will notice me as a substitute, right?

Unfortunately, before she could even move her steps, someone had already arranged an errand for her.

"Miss Jun, the master asked you to go over and help him out. His competition is about to begin!" Xuanfeng walked to Jun Yimo's side and said respectfully.

Jun Yimo was about to retort when he heard the second elder suddenly interrupt, "Yes, yes, Yimo, go watch Young Master Mo's competition, cheer him up, and also take a good look at the competition between the masters."

This is the main purpose of your coming here this time, do you understand?"

This old guy is really good at flattering him! She was disdainful in her heart, but she also knew very well that she probably wouldn't be able to run away at this time.

"Okay, take me there!"

When Jun Yimo followed Xuanfeng to the competition stage where Mo Lingjue was, he saw a very strange scene in front of him.

On the competition stage, a man in gray clothes stood opposite Mo Lingjue. The man kept his head lowered and did not dare to look at his opponent.

"Mo... Young Master Mo, take action!" The man in gray whispered cowardly. He was afraid that if he stayed for a while longer, his legs would collapse. This young master's aura was really unbearable.

It's terrible.
Chapter completed!