After Qu Yin landed on the ground, he quickly looked up at Meng Xinghe, with shock in his eyes.
He saw Meng Xinghe flying in spirit on the Fengyuntai, and it seemed that a star was really born in the depths of his eyes, dazzling and dazzling.
Puchi!
Qu Yin vomited blood, his face was extremely pale, and his face was full of unwillingness.
This time he came out of seclusion, he was full of confidence.
Not everyone can have such an adventure as Zi Yang's true body, but he never expected that Meng Xinghe would awaken his ancestors' spiritual eyes.
Just using the pupil technique shattered his proud Zi Yang true body.
Qu Yin looked ugly and murmured: "I'm afraid I haven't even forced out half of his strength."
On the wind and cloud platform, Meng Xinghe was standing tall and smiled and said, "Qu Yin, you won't blame yourself. Everyone will lose, you are not the only one who doesn't want to be the one who is there, let alone I used the Star Saint
What about your eyes, otherwise your Ziyang true body will not be easy to break, hahaha!"
Meng Xinghe's words seemed to give Qu Yin another step.
But the arrogance and casualness in the words were still Qu Yin's face was so painful, which was so embarrassing.
"I don't want your mercy, just wait and see. I remember the humiliation today!"
Qu Yin is a proud person, and he did not admit defeat in his heart. He gritted his teeth and turned around and left after he said that.
"This Meng Xinghe is so crazy! He is simply killing people and heartbroken."
"There's no way, he does have this strength."
"Qu Yin is already strong enough, Zi Yang's true body is almost invincible, who knows that he will be defeated so miserably."
"It seems that the super holy Yin fruit is Meng Xinghe."
The harsh words left by Qu Yin were soon drowned in the noisy sounds in the martial arts arena, and everyone's eyes are all gathered on Meng Xinghe.
“Stay.”
Only Li Daohong stopped Qu Yin, who was about to leave, and smiled and said, "Brother Qu, let's see and leave."
Qu Yin turned around and glanced at Meng Xinghe and said, "Look at him being arrogant and swept across the world?"
Li Daohong smiled and said, "It's not the end yet. How do you know that Meng Xinghe will definitely sweep across the world?"
"Besides, even if he wins the end, you have to see if he doesn't see what trump cards he has, how to defeat him in the future?"
Qu Yin was silent.
He didn't say anything, but he must admit that Li Daohong's words do make sense.
Li Daohong asked him to sit down again, pushed the folding fan away, and smiled and said, "You are just too straight-hearted. In the end, it is better to be cautious when facing such a powerful enemy."
Qu Yin said helplessly: "You are right."
Li Daohong smiled and said, "Don't worry, watch slowly. I haven't taken action yet. Why are you in a hurry to leave?"
Qu Yin was a little stunned. He looked up and saw the other party raising his eyebrows towards him. The sharp edge between his eyebrows flashed and disappeared.
Buzz!
A sword sound rang in Qu Yin's ears, and he immediately said in shock: "Third-grade sword intent!"
Li Daohong smiled, he shook the folding fan and said softly: "Now I know why I didn't take that banished immortal from the Holy Academy seriously. It's just a flower rack that was forced to be held up by foreign objects. Compared with me
It's far from it."
Qu Yin's face changed, and he really didn't expect that his old friend had such a terrifying strength.
After a while, he said in a deep voice: "The top ten flowing water, the eleven of iron is the one that is beaten. You should really call Long Eleven."
Li Daohong did not avoid it and said with a smile: "I did intend to set the eleventh list. It was just a matter of false reputation. It was not a matter of voting, but it was a constant stream of competition."
While the two were talking softly, someone went upstairs on the Fengyuntai again.
Meng Xinghe's strength has indeed caused a great shock to people. Almost all the best in the dragon list are in a heavy mood.
So much so that after a long period of silence, no one climbed to the Fengyuntai.
But soon, everyone changed their minds.
All of them are here. Even if you can’t compete for the super-quality holy yin fruit, being able to fight Meng Xinghe is a reward.
Qu Yin lost, and it is not embarrassing that they lost.
...
Behind the martial arts arena, the lobby of the city lord's mansion.
A middle-aged man and an old man in black were sitting upright on both sides of the main seat. The middle-aged man looked solemn and a little nervous, while the old man was relaxed and relaxed, and slowly savoring the tea.
"Dad, I really didn't expect this Spirit-Summit to be so big. I'm really worried."
The middle-aged man put down his teacup, and his eyes flashed with worry.
This person is the lord of Tiankui City, Ming Guanghou of the Shenwu Empire, and the behind-the-scenes trader of the Spirit Ascension Conference.
The old man is even more amazing. He is the old marquis, with the cultivation level of the holy realm, and is called the Holy Lord of Qingchi.
The Holy Lord of Qingchi smiled and said, "What are you worried about? I'm worried that things will get bigger and I can't help but take care of it?"
Ming Guanghou nodded.
He tried his best to do this spirit-summit, so naturally he would not let outsiders pick fruits.
But after the Spirit Ascension Conference began, more than five major sects and the Tianxu Holy Academy, almost all the demons on the Dragon List came.
None of the geniuses who can enter the top 30 are easy to mess with.
As for the top ten people, their backgrounds are scary, and each one is like a giant.
A look of contempt flashed in the eyes of the Holy Lord Qingchi, and said coldly: "It's just some of the remnants of the previous dynasty. Except for the Holy Academy, you don't have to pay attention to it. The Shenwu Empire has been established for many years. If it weren't for the empress's mercy, these so-called
The family of aristocratic families had long been swept away the garbage dump."
Ming Guanghou hesitated: "But after all, you have to follow some rules."
"rule?"
The Holy Lord of Qingchi smiled and said, "What rules? You must remember that the rules are all set by us. It is our duty to abide by them, and it is our duty to not abide by the rules."
Ming Guanghou pondered, "No one needs to worry about it?"
The Holy Lord Qingchi nodded and said, "No one has to worry about it, even if you turn against me, well... the Holy Academy still needs to take care of it. The first lord should try not to offend him."
Ming Guanghou's eyes flashed with his decision, and he nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
...
Martial arts arena, storm.
Meng Xinghe, the number one in the dragon list, has already fought nine games in a row without realizing it, and won all nine games.
"The seventeenth round of the Dragon List, the sea of clouds failed to get through ten moves."
"The thirteenth dragon list, Hua Yinglan, is the same."
"Yan Jue was defeated on the twelve dragon list, just after ten moves... I thought I could last longer."
"Meng Xinghe didn't even sacrifice the Starry Sky Holy Eye. The more he beats, the easier it is, the more he tries, damn it!"
"The momentum is really invincible. He is determined to use this Spirit Ascension Conference to attack the Heavenly List with strong force!"
...
The monks from all directions became more and more frightened the more they looked at them.
They were all shocked by the strength shown by Meng Xinghe, and then they realized that Qu Yin was really not weak at all.
It’s Meng Xinghe who is too strong!
Everyone also tasted it and guessed what Meng Xinghe was going to do.
He was preparing for the Qianqiu Holy Banquet, hoping to play a big game at this Spirit Ascension Conference, and to hit the Heavenly List with his invincible luck.
"Who else?"
Meng Xinghe on the Fengyuntai was as powerful as a rainbow, and his eyes swept away and looked down on all directions.
The terrifying edge swept over, but no one dared to look at him. For a moment, the fighting arena fell silent again.
The main seat of the high platform, the little marquis Mingchi's face changed.
He was very upset when Meng Xinghe saw that it was obviously the stage prepared by his father, but Meng Xinghe was snatched away the limelight.
However, when he was about to speak, he was stopped by the middle-aged man in gray next to him.
"Little Marquis, don't worry."
The middle-aged man was his guard, Murong Sheng, a master of the Heavenly Realm in the City Lord's Mansion.
Mingchi was unwilling to give up, but he nodded and agreed.
On the wind and cloud platform.
Meng Xinghe glanced and landed at the location of the Thunder Castle, and smiled and said, "Isn't anyone fighting with me either?"
The faces of the leaders of Thunder Castle changed, and many of them looked at the person in charge.
The man was named Chu Jing, who was the leader of the Dragon Bill who came from Thunder Castle and ranked seventh.
Chu Jing shook his head and said nothing.
Meng Xinghe laughed loudly, and his eyes fell on Beixue Villa, Tiandao Tower, Xuanwang Palace and Qinglei Sect respectively.
The results are the same, no one responds, and no one responds.
They are all leaders of overlord forces, and their status is the same as others.
Others lose, and they also represent the sect behind them, and they really can't afford to lose in full view of everyone.
"Is there no one in the Holy Academy?"
Meng Xinghe's eyes fell on the disciples of the Holy Academy. The disciples of the Holy Academy looked ugly and did not even dare to look at him.
"It's really ridiculous. The five overlord forces in Tiannan don't even have the courage to fight with Meng."
Meng Xinghe shook his head, and his eyes showed disdain.
There was silence in all directions and no one spoke.
No one expected that the Spirit Ascension Conference would be completely the stage for Meng Xinghe, and no one dared to wipe its edge.
Meng Xinghe smiled and said, "It's really boring to win like this. Mr. Meng heard that the young genius has extraordinary destiny. He has come a lot this time. Why are you afraid that someone else will get better after fighting with me, Meng Xinghe?"
He showed his sharpness, his spirit was soaring, and he was extremely arrogant.
suddenly.
Meng Xinghe glanced and his eyes fell somewhere, and then he said, "Is there no one in the Holy Academy? I have heard a long time ago that your Holy Academy has been exiled, with a sacred dragon bone, and the limelight is in full swing.
, Why don’t you even dare to show up on your face?”
Everyone in the Holy Academy's faces changed and they didn't know how to respond to him.
Meng Xinghe raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Are you afraid that I will dig his keel bone? It's not that I, Meng Xinghe, are not so unbearable yet. The keel bones that others flock to are no different from dog bones in my eyes."
Wow!
There was an uproar in all directions and his expression was filled with surprise.
No matter what the value of the Dragon Holy Bone is, Meng Xinghe's words are clearly mocking the exiled immortal in the Holy Academy as just a dog.
"I have been in many years and have never seen such a crazy person. Meng Xinghe, you can do it!"
At this moment, a voice rang out in the audience of the martial arts arena.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a young man in white standing up among the two beautiful ladies.
"Si Xueyi!"
Suddenly, a scream of exclamation broke out in the martial arts arena, and countless eyes are looked over.
Everyone was surprised that Si Xueyi had arrived long ago.
Meng Xinghe was a little stunned on the Fengyuntai, then looked over and sneered, "I just said casually, you really dare to stand up. You are so brave. I suddenly changed my mind."
He smiled playfully and raised his eyebrows and said, "If you dare to fight, I must dig this dragon bone. Dig it out and feed it directly to the dog!"