The results of the second round of competition have basically come out.
Bai Xiantian versus Yu Qianqian ended with Bai Xiantian defeating Yu Qianqian; Yu Qinzi versus Shang Liuying ended with Yu Qinzi easily winning; Shi Bing versus Wu Fei ended with Shi Bing's overwhelming advantage, but Wu Fei was seriously injured!
"Tsk tsk... The devil's son at Tian Mo Ding is really powerful. As soon as he went up, he used a big move to defeat his opponent Wu Fei, and also seriously injured Wu Fei. Tsk tsk... Now it's better, Tian Mo Ding
The hatred between the Heavenly Palace and the Earthly Pavilion was forged..."
"When you look at a sect like Tian Mo Ding, you know that they are not easy to talk about. If their Demon Sect participates in the Demon Tribulation Debate, I know that something like this will happen... Those people in the Demon Sect are all belligerent little people.
The devil, if there is no blood, he will really drive them crazy!"
"That's true. I think it is inevitable that Tian Mo Ding will win the leadership of the sect this time..."
On the side of Tiandian and Dige, it is obvious that the entire sect has two attitudes at this time. One side does not seem to be worried about Fei Fei's serious injury, and even looks like he doesn't care at all. However, the disciples on the other side are very worried about serious injuries.
Wu Fei, an elder had already begun to treat Wu Fei, who was unconscious.
"Haha, it seems that the top disciples of the Dige lineage can only do this? To be killed so easily is a miracle that our disciples of the Tiandian lineage have been waiting for for a long time!"
A man with a small mustache laughed and said, obviously, he didn't have the slightest worry about Wu Fei's serious injury, he just looked playful, and many of the disciples next to him were also smiling.
, this made the disciples and elders on the other side very unhappy, but no one said anything.
Finally, a male disciple from the Dige lineage stood up and said angrily: "We are just brothers who have dedicated our efforts to the sect no matter what. Isn't it a bit too much for you to say that!"
This disciple's words immediately resonated with the surrounding disciples, and they all showed a unified look, not afraid of the many disciples opposite. But other disciples did not care, and still looked indifferent. The original one
The unknown disciple continued: "Hmph...
Consecrating one's own strength? What a joke! You don't even look at it! He is like this, is it also called dedicating one's own strength? The little devil who was supported by the devil was defeated in a short time, and he was seriously injured.
, Tsk tsk... This is quite a lot of strength... Haha..."
"That's enough! We're all from the same sect. Who asked you to talk sarcastically here?"
A middle-aged man wearing a jade crown sitting on the chair lightly tapped the armrest of the chair, and immediately, an invisible pressure was transmitted from the elegant robe he was wearing to the ground. Many disciples present did not dare to say anything for a moment.
Everything, all with their heads slightly lowered.
He slowly turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the chair on the other side, and said with a slight smile: "I'm really sorry for making Pavilion Master Jiang laugh. The disciples of Tiandian speak so straightforwardly, so I have to discipline them all the time.
So, there is no other way..."
Sitting in another chair was a middle-aged man, wearing a jade crown that was almost the same as that middle-aged man. His eyes were cloudy. It seemed like a pool of muddy water, but there was a faint light in it, slowly.
Turning his head, he smiled faintly and said: "Palace Master Bai is just joking. If you can't control it, why bother restraining the disciples' interest, haha..."
Immediately, the middle-aged man turned to look at the elder who was treating Wu Fei behind him, then looked down at Wu Fei lying on the ground, frowned, and said, "Take Wu Fei down, he did his best."
When the disciples of the Dige lineage saw that the Pavilion Master did not seem to have any intention of arguing with the people of the Tiandian lineage, they felt slightly dissatisfied. Some disciples wanted to speak, but were stopped by the elders of the Dige lineage.
Looking at the situation behind him, the Master of the Heavenly Palace smiled and was about to speak, but was cut off by the Master of the Dige next to him: "Master Bai, you should focus on the competition ground. Your disciple is also fighting hard now."
Woolen cloth."
The Master of the Heavenly Palace raised his brows, and the moment his eyes faced the eyes of the Master of the Earthly Pavilion, it was like an invisible fight!
"Zi la!"
"Haha, thank you for the reminder, Pavilion Master Jiang. In terms of strength, my disciple should not be defeated... Haha..."
"Really? Let's take a closer look..."
"uh-huh……"
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The demon stood aside, and the leader Shi Tongtian patted Shi Bing's shoulder and said with a smile: "My son is extraordinary, dad is happy for you, haha..."
Shi Bingsong loosened his demon armor and smiled confidently: "Among the many young leaders present, the only ones I care about are Bai Xiantian from the Blood Altar and Leng Yunzhen from the Demon Realm. The others are nothing."
The elder of Tianmoding next to him said with a smile: "It seems that the Tiandian and Dige did not vent their anger on our Tianmoding because the disciple was seriously injured. This is strange."
Shi Tongtian snorted coldly and said: "The Heavenly Palace and the Earthly Pavilion have split into two entities a long time ago. The Heavenly Palace and the Earthly Pavilion will naturally have a lot of friction between the two parts. How can we have time to take care of our Heavenly Demon Ding?"
, hum…what a sad force.”
And at this moment, Shi Tongtian suddenly frowned, as if he sensed something. At the same time, the powerful men from other forces all felt the same, and their expressions changed!
The meditator who was presiding on the jade platform also frowned, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. But soon, the confusion turned into anger. Without even saying his willingness to leave, he just disappeared.
disappeared, which made many spectators who had not yet sensed the battle wonder, what is going on?
And soon, many spectators seemed to feel that something was wrong. Especially some cultivators with a good sense of spiritual consciousness could feel a special feeling around them. It seemed that the spiritual energy was spreading in an imperceptible way.
The speed was passing by, but they had no idea where it was going. This made them even more confused, what was going on?
At this time, Lin Jin, whose consciousness has entered the spiritual vein space under Ling Jue Peak, is naturally unaware of the movement on the competition ground at the top of Ling Jue Peak. Lin Jin is already in a place with gentle light.
In the space, the warm light shines on Lin Jin's body. What can be vaguely seen is that under Lin Jin's body, it looks like a dry river, but there is something else in it, like a frozen stick.