The two words "Zhan Ting" written in blood were like a huge thunder, hitting Xie Ting's head with a loud bang.
"This, this, this, this..." Xie Ting pointed to the war post on the table and unconsciously moved away from it, stammering: "What is this?"
Ye Feng tilted his head and rubbed his chin, saying: "As you can see, it's a battle post."
"From under Liuzhou City?"
"Otherwise, who else is there?" Ye Feng looked at Xie Ting with some dissatisfaction.
As the trusted leader of the first sect in Tiandi City, Xie Ting has been lazy in the past ten years since he succeeded to the throne. If Ye Feng hadn't seen that although he was like this, his cultivation level was higher than his own, he would have used it long ago.
The privileges of the city lord were changed to that of a suzerain.
Now Xie Ting's reaction also made Ye Feng very dissatisfied. How could a sect leader be so frightened when he saw someone else making a war announcement?
What's more, their Tiandi City now has a magic weapon!
Looking at Xie Ting, whose eyes were gradually becoming dull, Ye Feng became angry. He turned around and looked at Xie Ting, and said angrily: "What do you look like?"
"Ah?" Xie Ting turned around with dull eyes, looking at Ye Feng with his eyes unfocused.
Ye Feng became even more angry and slammed the table. The sound echoed in the Immortal Hall for a long time and also woke up Xie Ting.
"What should I do, City Lord?" He looked at Ye Feng anxiously and tried to seek some help from Ye Feng.
The battle between the two cities was actually the first sect in the two cities to engage in a battle of wits.
The previous old sect master was the first person in Hongmeng Continent in the past 50,000 years to reach the level of spiritual transformation. However, after the old sect leader sat in the state of transformation, there was no longer anyone who could reach the level of spiritual transformation.
Even so, Xie Ting's current cultivation level is the third level of spiritual nourishment, which is already supreme in Tiandi City, but there is no guarantee that the people in Liuzhou City can't defeat him.
Ye Feng looked at Xie Ting who looked frightened, pointed at him and said angrily: "What else can we do? Of course we have to fight!
Otherwise, wait for others to invade our Tiandi City?!
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“What should I do if I can’t beat you?!
Xie Ting was made angry by Ye Feng and yelled at him: "You said it lightly, the lord of Liuzhou City is not dead yet!"
When the old sect leader dueled with him, he was already at the fifth level of spiritual cultivation. Three hundred years have passed, and even if he has no cultivation at all, I can't beat him!
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At that time, the old sect wanted to give him the throne as sect leader, but Xie Ting was not very willing because he knew very well what this meant.
If Liuzhou City issued a gauntlet, he would definitely be the only one to challenge him, but at that time Xie Ting knew that his cultivation level could never compare to the head of the Qiyu Sect in Liuzhou City.
At that time, Xie Ting vaguely mentioned to the old sect leader that she did not want to succeed, and that she was only a disciple of the Wuwu Immortal Sect, but her talent was slightly higher than that of the others. She came here just to practice.
A full meal.
Who would have thought that by cultivating yourself, you would become the strongest person besides the sect leader?
Before his death, the old sect leader arranged for his children and descendants to live a leisurely life in ordinary mountains, from sunrise to sunset, but he, who had no feelings for the Wuwu Immortal Sect, was left as a disciple.
Xie Ting still remembered the look on the old sect leader's face and the helplessness in his words when he went to the old sect leader to tell him in a vague way that he didn't want to be the sect leader.
In the end, Xie Ting became the leader of the Wuwu Immortal Sect. At that time, he only hated that the leader of the Wuwu Immortal Sect did not have blood requirements for his succession. As long as he was a disciple of the Wuwu Immortal Sect and had the highest cultivation level among the sect leaders at that time, he could
You can be the next leader.
In order to make up for Xie Ting, the old sect leader specially made the succession ceremony very grand. At that time, all the famous families in Tiandi City came to congratulate him, and out of vanity, Xie Ting still accepted the position of sect leader.
Who makes him the strongest person in Tiandi City?
The succession ceremony was held for three full days, and the banquet was placed from the mountain to the foot of the mountain. On the second day of the ceremony, the old sect leader drove west.
Before leaving, because none of the descendants were around, Xie Ting, as the new sect leader, the old sect leader only kept him by his side.
The old sect leader finally told him a story about the origins of Wuwuxian Sect that Xie Ting did not believe at all, and how powerful Wuwuxian Sect was hundreds of thousands of years ago. He also told him about the ancestors of Wuwuxian Sect.
What a great person he is.
Xie Ting didn't believe any of this at all. He only thought that the old sect leader was trying to comfort him so that he could be in front of the sect master.
After all, it was the old sect master who had been his disciple for decades. Xie Ting still had some feelings for the old sect master. He held the old sect master’s hand and said to the old sect master: “Master, stop making up stories. Don’t worry, I will do my best to bring Wu Xin to justice.”
The Wanxian Sect took care of it."
Seeing that Xie Ting didn't believe it, the old sect leader didn't have the strength to say anything more. In the end, he only gave Xie Ting a tattered token and said to him: "If the sect is in trouble, go to the land of nine deaths to find the ancestor."
Xie Ting had also heard about the ancestor's story, but he never quite believed it.
Even if it were true, as a native of Hongmeng Continent, Xie Ting naturally knew what a near-death situation was. He would never believe that someone could survive in that place.
What's more, a hundred thousand years have passed, and even the most powerful people will be dead.
For ten years, Xie Ting has been worried about what he should do after the battle at Liuzhou City one day, but he has never thought of looking for his ancestor.
But at this moment, Xie Ting looked at this battle letter, and for the first time, he had the idea of looking for his ancestor.