Tianjiu lay on the ground, feeling unbearable pain all over his body. This unforeseen disaster made him extremely angry. However, when he saw Ouyang De silently, closing his eyes tightly, and trembling alone, he suddenly became alarmed and raised his hand to his mouth.
He swallowed the curses beside him.
"God of Plague, are you okay?" Sikong Lan hugged Tianjiu, who was lying softly on the ground, and cried bitterly. She glanced viciously at the domineering and arrogant high-level monks in the sky, feeling indescribable disgust in her heart.
"Tianjiu, what do you think about you?" Sikong Lan said in a anxious voice.
Tianjiu closed his eyes tightly, his face was dark, and his mouth was moving.
"You can't die, you damn girl! If I don't pretend to be dead, this old pervert will definitely be doomed. Who is this old pervert? What's going on with those guys behind him?" Tianjiu's wretched voice came from Sikong Lan's sea of consciousness.
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"Oh!" Sikong Lan couldn't help but laugh, almost bursting into tears, and she quickly sent a message: "These are the Sanying monks, summoned by Dongfang Caixia, specifically to suppress our resistance. Donglingmen is already in a miserable state, everyone has been arrested.
, even the leader, Ge Yuan, was beaten until he vomited blood and is now lying like a pig’s head in the crowd of Donglingmen.”
"Quack, quack! He deserves it from Donglingmen! Okay, you continue to cry. It's best to cry louder and more realistically, just like a Taoist cultivator who is really dead."
Sikong Lan was stunned for a moment, then said "Wow" and burst into tears again. Even Gui Xiaoxiao was wiping tears at the side.
Dongfang Caixia's mouth trembled several times, but she finally made no sound. She turned her head and looked into the sky, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Zhan, have you gained anything?"
"Well, it can be concluded from this little cultivator that Donglingmen has definitely cracked the ban on Lion Beast Mountain. There should be more than one monk in the late Golden Core stage inside. It seems that they have indeed planned it for a long time. Wait.
After a while, the disciples came out again, and upon asking, they learned all the inside information. This time, the Dongling Sect’s rebellion is confirmed, and they are not afraid of their Nascent Soul Ancestor coming out to provoke."
Just as he was talking, another stream of light rushed over slowly, as if walking, and landed gently on the teleportation array. Then, Wei Qiyin's figure with an angry face appeared.
"Wei Qiyin!"
Bei Baifeng and Nan Zhantian suddenly raised their heads and looked coldly at this young man with red eyes, who was extremely strange. After a killing, the aura exuded from him was completely different. It can be said that he traveled a thousand miles in a day, and never again
Not that dispensable immature boy.
"Young man, are you out?"
A soft question floated into Wei Qiyin's ears.
"Huh?" Wei Qiyin raised his head and saw the square-faced monk staring at him in the air with a cold smile.
"Boy, this guy is a perverted swordsman in the early stage of Nascent Soul, don't mess with him!" the red devil immediately shouted.
"Monk Nascent Soul?" Wei Qiyin was shocked: "How should I deal with it? Looking at his appearance, it seems that he is coming with bad intentions!"
"It doesn't matter, Jianxiu Chijian. I can give away the few swords you collected from the weapon room, which should be able to save the day." Red Devil quickly analyzed.
"Boy, what are you asking?!" Zhan Wudi shouted again.
"Ah, uncle, disciple Wei Qiyin, disciple Hua Chen, fortunately walked out of Lion Beast Mountain!" Wei Qiyin bowed and replied.
"If I remember correctly, you are the monk who killed the blue-eyed old ghost of Donglingmen, right? Where is your black scimitar? Take it out and show it to me!"
"The scimitar? I'm sorry, uncle, the scimitar was broken while trying to seize the treasure in the central hall." Wei Qiyin raised his head and looked at Zhan Wudi, his face calm.
"Well, it doesn't matter. Did you get the treasure? I heard that you entered the weapon room and merit room?" Zhan Wudi rolled his eyelids and said with a smile.
"Fortunately, I found a few good swords, but due to my low cultivation level, I can't see the mystery behind them. I wonder if my uncle can help me identify them?"
After Wei Qiyin finished speaking, he stepped forward and was in front of Zhan Wudi in an instant. He stretched out his hand and found two bright swords in Zhan Wudi's sleeves.
"Huh?"
Zhan Wudi's eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a hint of excitement.
In the sleeves, two mini swords, one gold and one silver, shine brightly. Each sword is engraved with a ferocious giant lion, as if it is about to take off the sword at any time.
"What a great sword! Intermediate spiritual treasure! Used as a set, it is almost equivalent to a high-level spiritual treasure! Although it is not as good as that boy Zhan Tian, it is already comparable." Zhan Wudi was extremely excited and secretly shouted.
Wei Qiyin caught a trace of greed deep in Zhan Wudi's eyes and relaxed instantly.
"Uncle Master, the secrets in this sword can only be understood by high-powered monks like Uncle Master. If Uncle Master is kind, please accept it and help your disciples study it carefully. If he has time, it won't be too late to ask Uncle Master for it!"
"Well, great! I'll help you with the details!" Zhan Wudi agreed reluctantly.
"Uncle, do you have any questions?" Wei Qiyin bowed and asked again.
Zhan Wudi nodded slightly and asked with a smile: "Your boy is very sensible and much smarter than your nephew. Look at him, he is still dying. It's because he doesn't know how to promote and plays tricks on others. Hmm.
, let me ask you another question, did you find the Dongjimu Xingjue in the merit book room?"
"Dongji Mu Xing Jue? No! No! Such a heaven-defying treasure secret, is it possible for me and other minor cultivators to possess it! To be honest, I really dream of finding it, but unfortunately I don't have it. Uncle Master, please take a look at the disciple's treasure bag.
These are all the classics and techniques that I found. If my uncle is interested, just take them."
After Wei Qiyin finished speaking, he handed Zhan Wudi a bulging treasure bag again.
Zhan Wudi glanced at Wei Qiyin several times, and finally nodded.
"Go back! For the sake of your merit in killing the blue-eyed old man, you bring back these magic techniques. Although they are not very high-level, they should be more than enough for you Hua Chen."
"Thank you for your kindness, uncle!" Wei Qiyin bowed his head to the end, then turned around and flew into the group of Huachen monks.
Bei Baifeng saw Wei Qiyin retreating with a look of distress on his face. He clasped his fists at Zhan Wudi and asked, "Uncle Master, why didn't you ask him about the situation in the Lion Beast Mountain?"
"Hey, this guy is very witty. He seems to have guidance from an expert, and he also knows how to make a choice between advance and retreat. I'm afraid that asking questions won't be of much reference. I'd better wait for the disciples behind me. They may have more reference significance."
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An hour later, as several streaks of light slowly flew in, there was a muffled sound under the purple jade stele. Several figures fell under the stele, and Murong Xingchen, Bu Xizi, and Le Tucheng fell out one after another.
He looked tired.
At this moment, the Purple Jade Monument suddenly chimed, and the killing round was over!
Dongfang Caixia glanced at Zhan Wudi in the sky, and chuckled: "Congratulations to Uncle Master for finding a good treasure! Uncle Master, I think it is better to announce the results of the killing contest first, and then interrogate these disciples separately. The situation has already
We are completely in control, it’s okay to take a break, what do you think, Uncle Master?”
"Well, you are the inspector. You decide. Anyway, I am not in a hurry. I only have this opportunity to come here once in hundreds of years. It is time to take a good rest. These disciples will all be brought back to the inspector's palace for interrogation. Hey
Hehe!" Zhan Wudi said with a smile.
Dongfang Caixia nodded with Bei Baifeng and Nan Zhantian, whispered for a while, then stood up and shouted crisply:
"Dear heads, disciples of the four sects, this killing competition is full of weird things. We have now initially grasped that the Dongling Sect violated the rules and cheated, secretly cracked the forbidden secrets of the Lion Beast Mountain, and sent high-level monks to hunt other people.
The disciples of the sect have caused an extremely bad impact. I declare that the results of the Dongling Sect Killing Competition are invalid, ranking last, and giving out five peaks. Based on the previous results, a total of six peaks will be handed over.
The first place in the kill game, Tianjiu, got fifteen points; the second place, Wei Qiyin, got fourteen points; the third place, Murong Xingchen, got thirteen points; the fourth place, Bu Xizi, got twelve points
; The fifth place, Le Tucheng, got 11 points; the result of Kou Yan, a disciple of the Dongling Sect, was invalidated. As for the other disciples who died, I will no longer announce the results.
Based on the above points, the first place: Huachen Gate, got five peaks; the second place: Tianyi Gate, got two peaks; the third place: Qianji Gate, got no peaks; the fourth place, Danshan Yunge, got two peaks.
peak."
At this time, a commotion came from the Danshan Cloud Pavilion area. Chi Lihua Zhanzhan stood up tall and roared: "No, I still have disciples from Danshan Cloud Pavilion who came out alive!"
"Oh? Who is Pavilion Master Chi talking about? Why didn't you see him thrown under the purple jade monument? You know, if your disciple, the monk sent by Dongling Sect, was killed to ashes and his soul was scattered, there would definitely be no body thrown out.
"Yes." Dongfang Caixia frowned and said.
"Hmph! His soul card is still good. I'm sure he's not dead, and no one can kill him easily!" Chi Lihua said, looking at Bei Baifeng with hope.
Bei Baifeng woke up suddenly, his face as gloomy as water.