"I am not your servant. If you ask me to come, I will come. If you ask me to leave, I will leave!"
Ming Xiche snorted coldly, glanced at Ling Luo with her bright red eyes full of contempt, and said: "You really think you are Mansha, you can call me around at will, let me tell you! Mansha's era has passed.
Now I am the boss of the underworld, you must listen to me!"
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Ling Luo blinked her eyes in confusion.
This guy really deserves to be beaten. He must have been a naughty kid among naughty kids back then.
But in mid-air, Xuanyuan Jing's decision had already been made.
"In this battle between the Holy Fire Church and the Holy Water Church, there are two draws, one loss and two wins. The Holy Fire Church wins!"
As soon as these words were spoken, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted from the stands of the Holy Fire Hall.
On the Dawu Arena, Ling Luo turned around and saw Su Yi and Yan Yueyue. She almost went crazy with joy. They held each other's hands and danced there, like children.
"According to the rules of the church battle, the Holy Water Hall will increase five levels and fifty points. At the same time, the Holy Water Hall must also provide all fifty high-level Origin Stones in accordance with the bet, without any mistakes."
Although Xuanyuan Jing looks like the kind-hearted grandfather next door, when he speaks, he reveals supreme majesty.
After hearing Xuanyuan Jing's words, Shui Qingchan, the leader of the Holy Water Hall, came forward and sealed fifty pieces of high-level source stones into bags on the spot and handed them to Yan Xiang in person.
Yan Xiang shook his head, pointed at Ling Luo in the center of the battle arena, and said: "The victory in the battle belongs to the children and has nothing to do with me. The spoils should also be distributed to the children."
Shui Qingchan was very surprised.
High-level source stones are very precious cultivation resources, even for people at the hall master level, they are needed.
Yan Xiang, is he really so open-minded?
Or rather, she had always looked down upon the unknown man in front of her.
Shui Qingchan's heart was a little confused. When she was young, she was the most beautiful woman in Shengxiu Hall. Yan Xiang once admired her at that time, but she rejected Yan Xiang because she thought he was too mediocre and incompetent.
What I didn't expect later was that Xiling Junzheng's daughter, Xiling Yunqin, was determined to marry Yan Xiang.
In the end, Xiling Yunqin and Yan Xiang really came together, which has always been a knot in Shui Qingchan's heart.
A proud woman who feels good about herself always looks the same. She doesn't like those she dislikes, and she doesn't like others interfering with her.
"Are you sure you don't want to?" Shui Qingchan asked again.
Yan Xiang didn't even blink his eyelids and said coldly: "No. Once we have cultivated to our level, if we continue to rely on external forces such as the Origin Stone, we will have to stop here in this life."
Shui Qingchan was shocked, and a look of shame flashed across her face.
Ling Luo held a large bag of high-grade source stones personally sent by the leader of the Holy Water Hall in his hand, which felt a little heavy.
Shui Qingchan glanced at Ling Luo indifferently, without saying anything, and then looked at Fan Xi, who was seriously injured on the ground, and asked: "Where is Xiao Ling? Why did you fight in Xiao Ling's place?"
Fan Xi's face was a little pale because of the serious injury, and he said: "Xiao Ling was seriously injured and could not participate in the battle. I am Xiao Ling's brother of life and death, and I volunteered to fight in his place. Fan Xi is willing to bear the consequences of this matter."
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Xuanyuan Jing sighed softly, looked at Fan Xi, and said: "Although you are wrong, you are also kind and righteous. I vaguely remember that you entered the Holy Cultivation Academy with Xiaoling, and I also received instructions from the King of the Sea.