One, two, three... almost everyone's eyes were directed towards the same person, and the big man's body was shaking even more violently.
Yang Dongsheng frowned. He immediately understood that there was a reason for the incident, and it seemed that the culprit was this disciple who was at a loss.
However, just looking at the clothes on this man's body and the war boat at his feet, you know that he must be the patrolling disciple of the sect.
Although Chi Mingxuan was a family friend with him, he was not a disciple of the sect after all. In front of outsiders, he was embarrassed to punish his own people severely, even if he was at fault.
With a slight cough, Yang Dongsheng said: "Nephew Chi Xian, it's a blessing for you to come from afar, how about you come with me?"
Chi Mingxuan said quickly: "Uncle Yang has an order, my nephew dares not to accompany him."
A satisfied smile appeared on Yang Dongsheng's face. He stretched out his hand and opened the space again, saying: "Everyone, come with me."
He flashed and entered, and Chi Mingxuan and others walked in chatting and laughing. From the beginning to the end, no one even glanced at the trembling man lying on the war boat. And that included the tenth-level man.
Many disciples of the Qiyuan Sect, including the strong ones, looked at this man with eyes filled with unkindness and contempt.
This person was blind and had offended so many powerful spiritual beings, which was already a big deal that was difficult to deal with. And his subsequent performance was even more disappointing.
If he still behaved neither humble nor arrogant in front of many spiritual beings, it would naturally make people think of his talent. However, his behavior before and after was very different, and in the end he collapsed to the ground.
Such a result even brought shame to the entire Qiyuan Sect.
Therefore, everyone knows that this person will definitely be punished by the sect rules. No matter whether the punishment this time is light or severe, he will be kicked off the list of patrolling disciples, and will be marginalized by the sect from then on, and will never be able to stand out again.
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The tenth-level powerhouse flew back to his war boat and ordered: "Everyone return, and no further discussion is allowed about today's matter."
"Senior Brother, who are those people? Why are there so many young spiritual masters?" A seventh-level cultivator asked secretly in the largest war boat.
The relationship between this cultivator and the tenth-level powerhouse was obviously very good, so he did not get angry, but sighed softly: "Do you still remember what Junior Brother Luo Kedi said when he came back from the small spirit world this time?
What?"
"Ah, you mean they are from Wanjian Sect..."
"Yes, except for the Wanjian Sect, it is difficult for any sect to be able to send out so many young spiritual beings at once." The tenth-level strong man sighed and lamented: "In this generation of young people,
Among our generation, Wanjian Sect has surpassed all sects..."
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There are countless huge cities on the vast plains.
The largest one among them is the famous main city of Qiyuanmen on the Misty Continent.
The Qi Yuan Sect is ranked among the best among the eight super sects. It possesses powerful and mysterious power, and is known as the sect with the most powerful spiritual beings.
At this time, in the sky above this huge and majestic city, the void space suddenly tore open, and several figures flashed out of it.
Although there were many people below who saw this scene, they did not have any panic expressions. They just looked up with eyes full of envy and respect.
A strong spiritual person tears apart space.
It is not uncommon to see it in the sky above this city.
"Haha, nephew Chi Xian, brothers, this is the main altar of our sect." Yang Dongsheng squeezed out a smile on his face and said: "The teleportation formation to the Spiritual Battlefield opens every month, so you should wait a moment
It will take a few days before we can set off. So, let’s stay in the city temporarily for the next few days.”
Yang Dongsheng was so experienced that he had already guessed the intention of Chi Mingxuan and others as soon as he saw them, and there was no need for them to take the initiative.
Chi Mingxuan nodded heavily and said, "Everything depends on Uncle Yang's arrangement."
Yang Dongsheng took them and flew into a beautiful courtyard group.
Compared with the mainstream courtyards in Wanjian Sect, the courtyard here is a bit less majestic, but it is a bit more feminine, and they belong to two completely different styles.
Zheng Haotian and others looked up and felt a relaxed and happy feeling.
When they landed, several people were already galloping around and waiting for them.
Yang Dongsheng waved his sleeves and said, "This is the spiritual friend of Wanjian Sect. We are here to enter the spiritual battlefield that opens every month. Please make arrangements and we will serve you well."
"Yes." Those people promised respectfully.
Yang Dongsheng turned his head and said, "You guys stay here for now, I'll come back in the evening." After saying that, he swayed and walked away.
The old man's actions could be described as vigorous and resolute. Once the explanation was completed, he immediately ran away without a trace.
Yu Weihua opened his mouth and said with a smile: "This senior is really a good person."
Zheng Haotian and others were slightly startled, and a strange look appeared on Chi Mingxuan's face, saying: "Junior Brother Weihua, why do you say this?"
Yu Weihua scratched his head and said: "He is very fond of me, so he is a good person."
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but smile at the same time.
Yang Dongsheng's character is indeed somewhat similar to Yu Weihua's. They are both carefree and hot-tempered people. No wonder Yu Weihua admires him so much.
After hearing his words, the Qiyuan Sect disciples who came up all looked strange. But it was obvious that they did not have the courage to ask Chi Mingxuan, so they only lowered their heads and lowered their gazes, with expressions on their faces.
His muscles twitched slightly, but he just suppressed his smile and didn't dare to show it at all.
After a while, a person came out and respectfully invited them to stay.
This courtyard was specially opened by the Qiyuan Gate for the strong men from various sects who entered the battlefield of the spirit warriors.
Every spiritual being can have a courtyard here to live temporarily, and the entire courtyard group is wide enough to accommodate hundreds of spiritual beings. However, since the completion of this courtyard, it has rarely been possible to fill more than half of it at the same time.
This time Zheng Haotian and others came here at an unlucky time. Apart from them, there was no spirit person living in the entire courtyard group.
So they had a large group of courtyards at their disposal, and they also chose seven courtyards adjacent to each other and settled down.
In one of the largest courtyards, Chi Mingxuan summoned all the junior brothers and sisters and said: "Everyone, we are in the Qiyuan Sect now. We must be careful in everything, but if we are provoked by others, we must not do it.
It’s a disgrace to our sect.”
Wenren Bingying frowned slightly and said: "Senior Brother Chi, there is no one else in the courtyard except us this time. There should be no one coming to challenge us."
Chi Mingxuan gave a bitter smile and said: "Junior sister, I don't know. There is also a newly promoted spiritual person Beshid in this generation of Qiyuanmen. This person is aggressive by nature and is very likely to come here to challenge us, so we must do something
Be prepared."
Everyone shook their heads slightly. They lived in the Seven-Yuan Sect, and they also had to rely on the opponent's Seven-Yuan Formation to enter the battlefield of spirits. If the opponent's new spirit masters really came to challenge, it would be really exciting.
Headache thing.
Chi Mingxuan's face straightened and he said: "But you can rest assured that with Uncle Yang here, no one will dare to make any small moves. As long as we are strong enough, we don't have to be afraid."
Zheng Haotian's heart moved slightly and he said: "Senior Brother Chi, where does this Supreme Elder Yang Dongsheng come from? You seem to attach great importance to him."
Chi Mingxuan laughed dumbly and said: "Junior brother, Uncle Yang is a nine-star strong man."
The expressions of Zheng Haotian and others suddenly changed. Jiuxing, this is the title of the strongest among the spiritual powerhouses. If it can go one step further, it will be the awesome Great Spiritual One.
Although spiritual beings are rare, considering the nearly boundless scope of the Great Spirit World, the overall number is definitely quite large.
Although they are both spiritual beings, their combat prowess is also hugely different.
The only way to truly test a person's strength, or to gain recognition from everyone, is to enter the Spiritual Battlefield.
There, if a newly promoted spiritual being can kill more than ten alien spiritual beings of the same level and obtain their remains, he can obtain a one-star badge.
After a one-star spiritualist kills ten one-star alien spiritualists of the same level, he can add one star to his badge.
By analogy, the highest honor is the Nine Star Spirit.
Among all races, all the spiritual beings who have achieved the Nine Stars through such near-terrible killings basically possess great power that ordinary people cannot imagine.
Even if he meets a great spirit, he still has the strength to fight.
Of course, whether you can continue to advance to the level of a Great Spirit depends on each person's luck and luck. Not all Nine-Star Spirits will definitely be able to break through to the Great Spirit. However, once a Nine-Star Spirit is promoted to a Great Spirit, his combat effectiveness will change.
It is extremely terrifying, and can be said to be an almost invincible existence among great spirits.
Therefore, when everyone knew that Yang Dongsheng was a Nine-Star Spiritualist, everyone's expressions changed involuntarily.
You must know that those who can obtain this honor must have accumulated the lives of countless alien spiritual beings.
At least more than ninety powerful foreigners died in his hands.
Of course, the real number must be far more than this. Because in the battlefield of spirits, it is impossible to hunt only spirits of the same star level. Basically, as many as you encounter, as long as you have the strength to eat them, you will
beheaded.
Therefore, no one except God or myself knows how many powerful aliens died at the hands of a Nine-Star Spiritualist.
With such a person looking after Chi Mingxuan, no wonder he dared to say that no one in the Qiyuan Sect dared to make any small moves against them.
"Haha, my Excellency, Beshid, I have admired all the great brothers of Wanjian Sect for a long time. I wonder if I can come out and meet you."
Suddenly, a loud voice sounded from outside the courtyard.
Although this voice was not loud, it was melodious and deep, and could be heard far and near. It was like a whisper in the ear, giving people the illusion that this person was nearby.
Zheng Haotian and others were slightly startled, with a strange wry smile on their faces.
It seems that trouble has indeed come to our door.