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After ringing the bell, I bowed a hundred times and expressed my gratitude.

Lin Shangfeng glanced around, his expression changed, and he realized the seriousness of the problem. With a movement of his body, he flew to Wuming's side, bowed to Wuming and said:

"Senior brother, the sect is important."

As soon as Lin Shangfeng finished speaking, everyone around him was stunned. Xiang Ziyun also paused and looked at Wuming suspiciously. At this time, Mo Jinghong's body was trembling slightly.

His appearance gradually became familiar to Mo Jinghong. He asked in a trembling voice:

"You are senior brother"

Liu Qinghan, Yan Zheng, Mo Shijun and Liang Zhidong also changed their expressions, looking at Wuming with excitement. Everyone was paying attention to Wuming at this time, but only one person ignored Wuming at all.

It's Wu Chuan. Would he care about a monk who was in the elixir-forming stage? Of course not. What he wants in his mind right now is to kill Xia Jie.

Liu Qinghan felt Wu Chuan's murderous intention for the first time, and looked at Wu Chuan warily. At this time, Wu Chuan could no longer restrain the murderous intention in his heart, and the power belonging to the Nascent Soul stage was overwhelming towards Liu Qinghan opposite.

Pressed over. Liu Qinghan immediately released the power of the Nascent Soul stage to fight against Wu Chuan. Both of them had raised their hands, and they were about to fight each other in an instant.

Xiang Ziyun's body also instantly released the power of the Nascent Soul stage, and his figure slowly pushed towards Lin Shangfeng and others. The faces of Lin Shangfeng and others became very ugly at this time, knowing that Tai Xuanzong was

It was an extremely dangerous moment. Wuming glared at Xia Jie fiercely, and suddenly released the power of the Nascent Soul stage from his body.

You must know that although Wuming can only use the skills of the Dan Formation stage, he is a genuine Nascent Soul stage monk. As long as he does not take action and only releases his power, he is a Yuanying Stage monk. Not to mention Wuming Shen

Knowing the critical situation in front of him, he also mixed the golden sword intention when releasing his power.

The sharp and majestic power suddenly broke through Xiang Ziyun's power and forced him towards Xiang Ziyun.

Xiang Ziyun's expression changed. Wuming's power mixed with sword intent was too sharp. It gave Xiang Ziyun the feeling that Wuming's cultivation level was much higher than his. Wu Chuan also had this feeling in his heart,

The majestic power of the sword made Wu Chuan's heart tremble. The hands that were preparing to release the spell stopped, drifted back dozens of meters, and looked at Wuming warily.

Wuming was actually very hard at this time. He knew that if he only relied on his power at the Nascent Soul stage, he would not be able to deter Wu Chuan and Xiang Ziyun. Both of them had higher cultivation levels than him, and their power was also higher.

It was thicker than him, so he integrated his golden sword intention into the power. But the result made Wuming very tired, and his mental power was consumed rapidly.

Fortunately, Wu Chuan overestimated Wu Ming in his heart. He took a deep look at Wu Ming, dissipated the power from his body, raised his hands and said:

"Who is Taoist Fellow Taoist?"

"Taixuanzong Wan Jianfeng is nameless."

"Haha..." Wu Chuan laughed twice, glanced disdainfully at Xia Jie behind Yan Zheng, and said sarcastically:

"Taixuanzong actually has disciples who are fighting against each other. Haha, I really opened my eyes today."

"This is a matter within our Taixuan Sect. Our Taixuan Sect will handle it on our own and will not make our fellow Taoists worried." Wuming said calmly.

"Humph, I don't have the interest to say goodbye anymore." Wu Chuan simply said that he couldn't do anything about it and immediately left without wading into the muddy waters of the North. Besides, he wanted to try his luck and chased in the direction where the mirage disappeared.

"No," the nameless voice sounded faintly.

Seeing Wu Chuan's figure disappear, everyone in Taixuanzong exhaled and felt relieved. But Xiang Ziyun on the other side immediately raised his heart and looked at Liu Qinghan and Wuming nervously.

He knew very well that now Taixuanzong had two great monks at the Nascent Soul stage. His actions just now undoubtedly exposed his ambition and murderous intention. If Taixuanzong wanted to take revenge now, he might lose his life.

Both the Huayang Sect and the Huayang Sect were in danger. Little did he know that Wuming was just scaring people, and in fact he could only use the power of the Dan Formation stage.

A smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hands to Liu Qinghan and Wuming and said, "Haha, Junior Sister Liu, Senior Nephew Wuming, I just wanted to help you, but now that Wu Chuan has left, I'll take my leave too."

Wuming said calmly: "Uncle Xiang, wait until we finish handling the matters within the sect, and then my nephew can ask uncle for advice when he has the opportunity."

Xiang Ziyun immediately felt relieved after hearing Wuming's words. It was obvious from Wuming's words that people are too lazy to pay attention to you now, and they have to deal with Xia Jie who massacred his fellow disciples first. Therefore, Xiang Ziyun hurriedly handed over and left without waiting for a moment longer.

, took the disciples of Huayang Sect and left quickly.

After Xiang Ziyun left with the Huayang Sect disciples, Wuming's sharp eyes stared at Xia Jie behind Yan Zheng. Liang Zhidong beside him also stared at Xia Jie angrily, his fingers opening and shrinking.

He wanted to go up and take action. Yan Zheng was not afraid of Liang Zhidong, but he was afraid of Wuming.

Who among their generation doesn’t know that Wu Ming, if Lin Shangfeng hadn’t taken the Soul of Qingmu by chance, then Wu Ming would have been the leader of Tai Xuan Sect. Wu Ming was the number one genius of Tai Xuan Sect and had a stubborn personality.

When he was in Taixuanzong, he didn't lose face to anyone. After losing to Lin Shangfeng, he left the sect angrily. He didn't expect to see Wuming again. He was already a great monk in the Nascent Soul stage. When he saw Wuming, he was

When the person looked at him, his heart trembled, and he raised his hands in embarrassment and said:

"Senior Brother"

"Humph" Wuming said coldly: "Xu Ziyan is my adopted daughter"

"This..." At this time, Yan Zheng was really speechless and had no choice but to look at Liu Qinghan for help.

Liu Qinghan also knew Wuming's temper. Not to mention Liu Qinghan, even Wuming could say a few words in front of the previous generation of sect masters. As long as it was right, Wuming would stick to his opinion no matter who it was. What's more, now

Wuming is also a great monk at the Nascent Soul stage, and he has nothing to offer to suppress Wuming. Should he use his identity as a master uncle? Is that possible?

Liu Qinghan turned his head and glared at Xia Jie, who was completely frightened at this time, then turned to look at Wuming, with a smile on his face, and said gently:

"Unknown nephew, um... look, the Northland Competition is coming in less than three years. Look..."

Wuming's eyes moved from Xia Jie's body to Liu Qinghan's body, and then moved to the sea. At this time, the whirlpool on the sea had disappeared, but countless monks also disappeared with it. He turned his eyes from the sea

He took it back, stared at Xia Jie again, and said coldly:

"Beidi Dabi, you kill Lu Dongyang, otherwise, I will kill you with my own hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and flew away.

"Senior brother" Mo Jinghong shouted.

An unknown voice came from the air: "Junior brother, Brother Yu will be back during the Northland Competition."

"Senior Brother" Mo Jinghong's eyes revealed disappointment and he sighed softly.

"Humph" Liang Zhidong snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked away in the air.

"Hmph" Mo Jinghong remembered that Xu Ziyan was his senior brother's adopted daughter, so he snorted coldly, glared at Xia Jie, and walked away.

Liu Qinghan glanced at Xia Jie, and finally at Yan Zheng, and sighed softly: "Teach him well. If he can't kill Lu Dongyang, Wuming will really kill him with his own hands."

In the air, monks from all walks of life showed their talents and left the Waveless Sea one after another, and disappeared into the void. The sea surface had become very calm, as if that huge whirlpool had never happened.

Xu Ziyan's figure was spinning around in the huge whirlpool. The huge pressure caused Xu Ziyan to collapse, and his nerves gradually became blurred. Suddenly, there was a throbbing in his heart, and some insights emerged in his soul.

The best is like water, soft but strong

Hmm? It’s not just that the sea is open to all rivers. Tolerance is great. This supreme good is like water. The deepest level should be that everything is incompatible.

The meaning of water gradually became abundant and clear in Xu Ziyan's soul.

Xu Ziyan's figure suddenly fell out of the water, and his body fell to the ground, which hurt his butt. Then he heard the sound of "pop" in his ears, and there was a scream of pain. Xu Ziyan turned to face

Looking around, I saw countless monks falling to the ground, and there were even monks falling from above. Looking up, my heart was shocked.

Above is a piece of blue water flowing slowly, and Xu Ziyan has a dull thought in his heart:

"This... is at the bottom of the sea? This... how can the bottom of the sea form a space of its own?"

Soon, the screams and pain around Xu Ziyan stopped, and there were only heavy breathing sounds around. Everyone realized that they were sucked to the bottom of the sea by the huge whirlpool, but the space here made them confused and confused.

fear.

Finally, someone couldn't bear the pressure and jumped up from the ground. He jumped up and wanted to fly up and rush into the sea water above.

But to everyone's surprise, those who wanted to fly did not fly, but only jumped more than two meters high before falling from the air.

"this……"

Everyone stood there blankly, and then looked at each other. In the end, everyone did not believe the result, including Xu Ziyan, and they all flew into the air. However, without exception, they all fell from the air.

No one can fly into the air.

Xu Ziyan stood there quietly. She only tried it once and then stopped trying it. After a little reflection, she speculated that there might be some restrictions in this space that caused the monks to lose the ability to fly.

prohibition

Xu Ziyan's heart trembled. Realizing a terrible thing, he put his hands in front of him and moved his fingers to release a spell, but failed. Xu Ziyan was unwilling to use the five attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth spells one by one.

Tried, but couldn't release a trace of magic.

Xu Ziyan's face became ugly, which proved that there was indeed something strange in this space. The magic power that could imprison the monks. If a monk cannot use magic power, wouldn't he be the same as a mortal? He is in an unknown space.

, without the ability to protect himself, even Xu Ziyan, who was determined and determined, began to panic at this time.

At this time, some monks were aware of this, and after conducting experiments one after another, panicked screams immediately broke out. As time went by, more and more people knew about it, and the panicked screams became louder and louder.

Finally it gradually disappeared and turned into a dead silence.

Happy New Year to my comrades
Chapter completed!