The Seven Qingyun Sons are the geniuses in the sect. They condensed the golden elixir before they were a hundred years old and entered the Yin Shen Realm. Without exception, they all got the opportunity to realize the "Visualization Picture".

Facts have proved that they are worthy of the title of [Seventh Son] and even more worthy of their respective talents. As long as they are given a little more time, their promotion to the Dharma Realm will be a matter of course.

Originally, because of "rumours", the seven people were practicing hard in seclusion in the hope of becoming the new generation's chief disciples. Some of the elite disciples who were following them suddenly sent news that a local genius had been admitted into the sect by the leader, and that

Have high hopes.

They don't care about this. No matter how talented they are, how can they be as talented as themselves and others?

As a result, things developed far beyond expectations.

In less than four months, the new genius climbed to the position of true disciple.

At the same time, a sense of crisis spread throughout everyone.

Okay, let's hold our breath and fight with each other, almost letting a native pick peaches?

The seven of them put aside their desire to kill each other, and prepared to join forces to give the newcomer a show of strength. There were enough people competing for the top disciple, and one less person would count as one.

What's more, breaking through two major realms in more than a hundred days, leaping from the perfect foundation to the Yin God realm, really made them uneasy. Even in Xinyue Kingdom, they had not seen many such characters.

If someone unexpectedly advances to the Dharma Realm not long after becoming a true disciple, wouldn’t the so-called Qingyun Seven Sons become a laughing stock?

The most important thing is that if we don't bully him now, the situation of both parties may be reversed in the future.

As for whether the local indigenous people would find trouble if they were in power, they didn't care.

The lower-level disciples may be a little worried, but the seven of them will definitely become elders of the Qingyun Sect in the future, and even the leader has no right to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

So, with this mentality, each took out his life card, told the people under his command, and gathered on the true disciple floor to show the newcomers their majesty.

But something unexpected happened. The losers who used to follow an adult all said they were not familiar with them.

Some people are more straightforward and directly tell them not to send random messages in the future. If Mr. He sees it, unnecessary misunderstandings will occur.

"..."

The seven of them stayed in their own rooms, their faces as green as grass.

There is always a feeling of being cheated by others. We were obviously the ones who came here first, so why should we sneak around and be others' lacklusters?

My feelings are very complicated and cannot be described in words.

If the culprit is informed about the matter, their situation can be accurately described in one word - the husband is currently guilty!

The disloyalty had not yet been organized, but it collapsed invisibly, and even gave the Seventh Son, who had never been masked, a huge disgrace.

The seven people were furious. Is there anything more irritating than someone poaching secretly and secretly?

In fact, they really wrongly blamed He Zhao.

The poaching was all done by Zhang Lang.

Especially after getting a big tonic pill, he swung the hoe with all his energy, either through coercion or inducement. In short, all the elite disciples were caught in one fell swoop.

There is no way, who is named Zhang who is more powerful?

Of the thirty or so people, at least three-quarters were thrown into the pot of indigenous genius and willing to serve as lackeys.

In addition, Qizi stayed behind closed doors all day long, and a group of younger brothers had already lost their temper. If a genius took them in, they would immediately switch to their school.

After all, we are all being treated as dogs, so why not find someone with a more promising future?

On the other side, someone who had just led the number one loser out saw a large group of people blocking the door.

"???"

"grown ups!

"

More than thirty people shouted in unison.

Wu Ling: "..."

He looked at the leader Zhang Lang, whose face was as green as Qingyun Seventh Son.

Have you rehearsed beforehand?

Otherwise, how could they shout so loudly?

"What's going on?"

"Sir, the Seventh Son of Qingyun sent us a message not long ago, saying that people are gathering on the true disciple floor. We guess that they are planning to give you a warning, and then everyone will organize themselves together to send you there."

I have to say that when it comes to being a dog, Xiao Zhang is still very good, and his words are flawless.

"Isn't it a bit arrogant?"

"You are a genius who has broken through two major realms in more than three months. I guess the next leader will be you. So, if you show off in your own territory, is that called showing off?"

Good guy, He Zhao couldn't refute what he said.

Nothing wrong.

Qingyun Sect will belong to him sooner or later. I'll inspect the territory in advance. Who has any objections?

Wu Ling: "..."

If there weren't too many people, he could cry.

Damn it, the waves behind you in the Yangtze River beat the waves in front, each wave is stronger than the last. As an old man, sooner or later, he will be beaten to death on the beach by someone named Zhang.

What should I do if my rival is too good at licking?

Waiting online, quite urgent.

Not to mention Xiao Wu, who looked calm but was extremely anxious in his heart, a large group of people surrounded the new true disciples, their leader, and headed to the exclusive floor.

On the road, it naturally attracts countless eyes.

Some local aborigines felt bitter in their hearts when they saw it.

When I first came here, I wanted to compete, but I ended up becoming an elite disciple.

Before I could catch my breath, I became a true disciple again.

Grass (a kind of plant), can you give us a breather and a way to survive?

When the elevator door of the Evil Refining Realm opened, everyone saw at a glance, seven powerful men and women standing in the huge hall.

Three women and four men, dressed in golden robes, looked at the crowd headed by the famous ruthless man without restraint.

Although the faces of the seven people were expressionless, the anger in their eyes could not be hidden, and the anger in their eyes could spit out fire.

But no, no matter who is poached, it is impossible to calmly accept an indigenous person from an overseas island country.

"Young, this is our Qingyun Sect, the newly promoted true disciple He Zhao, right?"

Among the seven sons, a woman stood up and spoke in a sweet voice.

"Sir, she is one of the three immortals, her name is Yao Qing. In terms of strength, she ranks last." Wu Ling reminded in a low voice, as a veteran elite disciple, he is well-informed about all kinds of news in the sect.

The man named He didn't say anything. He glanced over and saw through the cultivation of the seven people.

The four people practiced the "Qilin Walking on Fire Diagram". In the spiritual space in their minds, a small fire unicorn occupied the space. Every time they exhaled and inhaled, wisps of fireworks rose.

The remaining three people practiced the "Picture of the Dragon Fighting Two Dragons and Three Jiaos". In their respective mental spaces, a small dragon stepped on the ground with four claws and roared to the sky. However, the appearance of the two dragons was somewhat incomplete, and only one had a strong physique.

A strong man is relatively lively, and is not far from being able to enter the body.

"Stop talking nonsense, just use the tricks if you have them. I, He Zhao, will take them as well." How could He Zhao, who had been thinking about plotting to usurp the throne all day long, miss such a great opportunity.

Today, if he could single-handedly defeat the Qingyun Seventh Son, his reputation within the sect would surely reach its peak. At the same time, it would also give a group of elite disciples behind him the idea of ​​joining him more firmly.

"..."

The seven people looked at each other. They had never seen such a direct person before, which made them feel a little helpless. No one answered for a while.

"Oh......"

Wu Renzhao smiled contemptuously, and the next moment a four-meter-tall animal with both physical and spiritual features emerged from the top of his head.

The horns are like a deer, the head is like a camel, the ears are like a cat, the eyes are like shrimps, the mouth is like a donkey, the hair is like a lion, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a mirage, the scales are like a carp, the front claws are like an eagle, and the hind claws are like a tiger.

Every part of the body is exactly the same as the dragon in "The Dragon Fights Two Dragons and Three Jiaos".

Especially the cruel and violent aura exuding from his body made everyone in the hall feel numb.

As soon as the fish appeared, it walked back and forth, squinting its eyes and looking around. It seemed that it would randomly pounce on someone and bite them in the next second.

Siluke

"Gudong——"

Qizi looked confused. Didn't he say that he had only been practicing "Visualization Diagram" for a few days?

Why, after the appearance of Jianxiang appeared, it looked much better than the Dharmaxiang they had practiced hard for decades.

"The seven of you can come together to save yourself a waste of time."

The famous ruthless man squinted his eyes and had an extremely irritating attitude, successfully igniting the anger of seven people.

"superior!"
To be continued...