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Chapter 1825 Enter

The monks in the middle stage of Xuanxian and below accounted for at least one-third of the people present.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of these monks immediately changed.

The expressions of Luo Jiaxue and Si Hong also changed slightly.

Zheng Yuanyuan's face turned livid.

He is also only in the early stage of Xuanxian.

So, among the five of them, only Hong Zhengtao and Hua Kerong can enter the so-called ancient battlefield, and the remaining three of them can only leave?

"Isn't this inappropriate?"

"That's right, we did try our best anyway."

"I'm not convinced."

Many early Xuanxian monks spoke out one after another and looked at He Yuanshan with cold expressions.

On He Yuanshan, the powerful aura belonging to the Great Luo Immortal completely exploded. He glanced at everyone coldly and then continued: "I have no intention of asking for your opinions. I am here to inform you. Everyone, what do you think?

?”

As he said that, his eyes fell on those monks who were above the middle level of Xuanxian.

These monks were silent at this moment.

Even if these monks in the early stage of Xuanxian or even below the early stage of Xuanxian have their companions, they do not want to bring these people with them to make a fortune.

"It seems that everyone has no objection. Since there is no objection, let's take action together and destroy their cultivation. If anyone dares not to take action, he will not follow us into the ancient battlefield in a while!" He Yuanshan continued to say.

Hearing this, the faces of the monks who were in the middle stage of Xuanxian and below became even more ugly. Zheng Yuanyuan even directly used the magic weapon, looked at Hong Zhengtao and Hua Kerong with some coldness, and said in a deep voice: "You two

, are you going to take action against us too?"

Not only was he unable to step into the ancient battlefield, but his cultivation was also ruined by these people, which made Zheng Yuanyuan completely angry.

The murderous aura in his body rippled out one after another like real substance.

Sensing the murderous intent on the other side, Hong Zhengtao's expressions couldn't help but change slightly.

Regardless of the fact that their cultivation level is higher than that of Zheng Yuanyuan, in fact, if they were to have a battle with Zheng Yuanyuan, it was still unclear who would win.

But if they don't take action, will He Yuanshan let them go?

Thinking of this, the faces of the two of them became even more ugly.

The other monks also released their auras one after another.

Even if they fight He Yuanshan and others, they will never sit still and wait to die.

Trying to make them sit back and wait for death is simply a fantasy.

Seeing this, He Yuanshan sneered. Just as he was about to take action, the peak Xuanxian not far away spoke again: "Our number is not as good as the monks below the middle Xuanxian. If we really fight, we don't know who will win. In my opinion, who will win?"

, since it’s a joint effort by everyone, let’s go in together!”

"Besides, no one knows what is going on in the ancient battlefield. It may be extremely dangerous. We are all killing each other here. This is not a good thing for you and me, Fellow Daoist He."

"I think Fellow Daoist Fang is right. After all, everyone has contributed. We can't just cross the river and burn the bridge just because our cultivation level is higher than theirs, right?"

"Yes, in my opinion, it is best for everyone to enter together."

Many people echoed Fang Zhentian's words, which made Fang Zhentian sneer in his heart and looked at He Yuanshan aside with a hint of sarcasm.

He Yuanshan's face turned extremely green.

He originally wanted to use the power of these peak Xuanxian to first eliminate the monks below the middle stage of Xuanxian, and then slowly find a way to kill the remaining monks. In this way, the opportunity in the ancient battlefield is likely to be

He's alone.

But he didn't expect that this guy Fang Zhentian would always stand up and go against him.

Even though he was unhappy with Fang Zhentian, He Yuanshan also knew that if he continued to insist on his previous proposal, all the monks present would probably fall out with him.

He is a great Luo Immortal, but there are at least thirty powerful people in the Mysterious Immortal Realm present. Thirty powerful people in the Mysterious Immortal Realm are enough to kill him.

Thinking of this, he could only say reluctantly: "Since Fellow Daoist Fang has said so, let's do it, let's all enter together!"

As he spoke, his eyes turned and landed on the teleportation vortex.

Seeing him looking towards the teleportation vortex, Fang Zhentian said directly: "Everyone, let's go!"

While speaking, Fang Zhentian took the first step and stepped into the teleportation vortex.

A more violent spatial fluctuation came, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Zhentian disappeared without a trace.

Seeing Fang Zhentian stepping into the teleportation vortex first, He Yuanshan's expression changed slightly, and then he also stepped into the vortex without hesitation.

Next, there are many Xuanxian monks.

A large group of people swarmed into it.

Finally, it was Hong Zhengtao and others.

Hong Zhengtao still held the rope. After glancing at Yun Chen, he sneered: "Boy, please wish yourself well!"

After saying that, he stepped into the whirlpool.

At the same time, with a strong force, Yun Chen was brought into the teleportation vortex.

As soon as Yun Chen stepped into the teleportation vortex, he felt dizzy.

The entire dizzying process lasted for several seconds, and finally with a "bang" sound, the other person was hit hard on the ground.


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