Chapter Thirty-Three Congenital Nine Layers of Luo Ming
[69 Book Bar-www.] "Senior Brother Luo, how are you doing?"
When he came to the place where he practiced on the lawn and saw Hongcheng Yun's painful appearance, Luo Ming injected a stream of innate true energy into Hongcheng Yun's body to check Hongcheng Yun's condition.
Several other innate masters were watching on the side, and when Luo Ming took back his energy, they all asked curiously.
"Chengyun has been destroyed, and the whole body's true energy has disappeared. My true energy has entered the meridians, and has been blocked by a strange aura. If this aura is forcibly broken, his life will not be saved."
Luo Ming said calmly, his voice getting colder and colder, and his whole person exuded a huge aura. He glanced at the young men from the outer sect here. They were all disciples of the day after tomorrow, and they were not the culprits who destroyed Hongcheng.
"Why is this happening? I wonder if my uncle at the Golden Core Realm can do anything about it."
Several Xiantian masters spoke up and said that even Luo Ming, who was at the ninth level of Xiantian, couldn't do anything about it, and he himself was even more powerless. Maybe the monks at the Golden Core Realm could do something about it.
"Forget it, I don't have anything. But I, Luo Ming, are not that easy to mess with. I want to beat the dog to see the owner. I want to see who has such great ability. Where is Lin Ye? Take me there."
Luo Ming glanced at Hongcheng Yun who was lying on the ground. There was no expression on his face. When he had cultivation, he regarded him as a disciple so that he could help him do some things. But now that he has become a waste, he is rare.
Pay attention to him.
However, knowing that Hongcheng Yun was one of his own, he still dared to destroy him. It was obvious that he didn't take himself seriously. How could he bear this tone?
"Disciple, lead the way for senior brother."
When Liu Feng saw that all the senior brothers from the ninth level of Xiantian had come forward, he felt gloating in his heart. It seemed that Lin Ye would definitely be eliminated this time, and he would no longer have the threat of Lin Ye in the future.
After saying that, he respectfully led Luo Ming and several innate masters towards the place where Lin Ye lived. The other disciples also followed, leaving only Hongcheng Yun on the spot.
In a short time, the group arrived at the room where Lin Ye lived. Seeing a separate room, several innate masters looked at Liu Feng in surprise.
"Linye lives here?"
Luo Ming asked coldly, with anger in his eyes. Such a place is obviously the place where an acquired disciple lives, but it is just slightly better than the ordinary acquired outer disciples.
Liu Feng didn't know what he was doing by bringing himself and others here. Innate disciples would not live in the outer gate, and the place they lived in was such a bad place.
"Go back to senior brother, Lin Ye lives inside."
Liu Feng also felt Luo Ming's anger and hurried back to avoid being beaten to death by the ninth-level Xiantian master in front of him. A ninth-level Xiantian killed a low-level disciple of the outer sect without anyone asking.
"Let him come out."
"Lin Ye, you injured Senior Brother Hong. Now Senior Brother Luo asks you to come out and stop hiding inside."
Liu Fenghu shouted in the direction of the room in a pretentious manner, with a look of excitement on his face. He could avenge his defeat by Lin Ye, although he did not take revenge with his own hands.
"Are you looking for me?"
Lin Ye had known for a long time that someone was coming, so he didn't panic at all. Even if a master of the Golden Core Realm came, he was justified. There were also rules in the Tianjian Sect, so naturally he did not dare to use lynching. Besides, he was the first two hundred people in the competition.
's disciple.
After coming out, I was stunned. There were actually several innate masters, one of whom had reached the ninth level of innateness. Looking at his face, it was obvious that this ninth-level disciple with a bad face was the master of Hongcheng Yun.
"Are you Lin Ye who injured Hongcheng Yun?"
Luo Ming saw Lin Ye coming out, and he saw it wrong. In front of him was clearly an acquired eighth-level outer sect disciple. How could he injure a third-level innate disciple like Hongcheng Yun?
Several other Xiantian disciples were also curious and looked at Lin Ye, wondering if it was really this disciple of the eighth level of Houtian who injured Hongcheng Yun.
"Yes, Senior Brother Hongcheng Yun suppressed the outer disciples. Seeing me enter the 200th place in the competition, he was afraid that I would have an impact on his status. I also reported it to the elders above. Now all the senior brothers are innate masters. I don't think they will be like
Senior Brother Hong has general knowledge and can report it to the elders above for me."
Lin Ye politely saluted the several innate disciples in front of him, and without waiting for their reaction, he spoke a series of words, which made several innate masters stunned for a moment.
If the outer disciple who suppressed the competition was found out, he would definitely not get any good results. Moreover, he was still in the top two hundred. With this quota, he already had a half chance of becoming an inner disciple.
"Of course, although you are an outer disciple, during the competition, no one can suppress the disciples who are competing privately. It's just that you injured an inner disciple. What happened?"
Several innate masters quickly said that even though they were innate, it would not be fun to be punished if they got involved in suppressing the outer sect disciples.
"Senior Brother Hong wanted to destroy me and attacked me while I was practicing. I also resisted instinctively. However, Senior Brother Hong suddenly realized his conscience and took back his power, so he was injured."
Lin Ye said calmly, with an innocent look on his face. He looked at the few innate masters and thought to himself, it seems that these so-called innate masters don't want to cause trouble.