Although Tianxie Cult has always been the last one among the five holy places, it is still a holy place! The inheritance of evil attributes still makes the other four holy places fearful of it. They never expected that the evil emperor Wu Yunyue would turn themselves into
The Tianxie Cult surrendered to a junior like Zhou Weiqing. In their view, this was completely impossible.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhou Weiqing again. Fentian said with some confusion: "Wushuang Sect, this is the first time I have heard this name. This kid is worthy of becoming the Lord of the Holy Land. Brother Long, I think,
You should be the real master of this Wushuang sect, right? Are you just going to let your disciple be embarrassed like this?"
Long Shiya glanced at Fentian coldly, "My disciple is in disgrace? Fentian, be careful not to let your tongue slip when you speak. When I ruled the world, you were still suckling in your mother's womb. I'm my disciple."
What about the Lord of the Holy Land? Not only do I want to be the Lord of this Holy Land, but I also want to be the Lord of the No. 1 Holy Land in the world. Just wait a moment and I will see the real chapter."
Long Shiya's words about "the most holy place in the world" seemed to have touched the back of all the four holy places, and everyone looked at him with unkind eyes.
Zhou Weiqing smiled and said: "Now our Wushuang Sect is qualified to participate in this Holy Land Competition. If you still can't accept it in your heart, I don't mind if you think of us as the Heavenly Evil Sect. It's just a different one.
Just the leader."
Fentian sneered and said: "Tianxie Cult? Even Tianxie Cult is not qualified to participate in the Holy Land Competition. Don't you know that Tianxie Cult has been expelled?"
Zhou Weiqing looked at him with a smile on his face, "Brother Gu just said that the name of this Holy Land is based on its strength. Whether it is the Wushuang Sect or the Tianxie Sect, as long as we have enough strength, why can't we become
What about the Holy Land? If the Burning Heaven Prison Lord wants to give me some advice, I have no objection. Anyway, many people in your Blood Red Prison have truly gone to hell in my hands."
A flash of evil aura flashed through Fentian's eyes, but he did not stand up and take action against Zhou Weiqing. Instead, he turned to Xue Aotian, the master of the Snow God Mountain beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Xue, today's competition is with you, Snow."
The Holy Mountain is being held, and you are the master of the Snow God Mountain, so naturally you are also the person in charge of this competition. What do you think we should do about this matter? It is against the rules to create an extra holy land out of thin air."
After hearing Fen Tian's words, Zhou Weiqing couldn't help but think highly of him. It seemed that the Blood Red Prison was not only powerful but also not bad at scheming!
Xue Aotian glanced at Fen Tian and said: "Feng Tian, you may not have figured it out yet, but Wei Qing is my son-in-law. Just now, my disciple also said that the existence of the Holy Land depends on strength. Since I am
The son-in-law has brought people here, so it proves that he has enough confidence. Moreover, Brother Long has always been an elder brother that I admire. With Brother Long and the leader of the witchcraft here, I think their overall strength can add to the holy land."
Over at Youqing Valley, Huang Xingyun frowned slightly and said, "Snow Mountain Master, this is indeed against the rules. Brother Tianyang, what do you think?"
Shangguan Tianyang said calmly: "As long as the strength is sufficient, it doesn't matter if there is one more holy land. Since the Blood Red Prison is the most dissatisfied with the Wushuang Sect, it is better for the Blood Red Prison to send someone to test their strength."
Fentian narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly, "Okay, I will send a disciple. As long as there are disciples of the Wushuang Sect who can defeat me, our Blood Red Prison will also agree to their participation in this competition."
As he spoke, Fen Tian waved his hand, and behind him, a middle-aged man in his forties walked out. This man was not tall, but had slender arms, thick palm joints, and a gloomy demeanor, giving him an overall impression of...
There was a gloomy feeling. Some yellow pupils looked towards the Wushuang Cult, exuding a strong and ferocious aura without any concealment.
Wu Yunyue snorted coldly and was about to walk out, but Zhou Weiqing raised his hand to stop him, "Deputy leader, the leader of Burning Sky Valley said that you want to test the strength of our Wushuang disciples. You are a high-ranking person, so there is no need to take action.
Lingdang, go meet this master of the Blood-Red Prison. Remember to be merciful."
After hearing Zhou Weiqing's words, standing behind, a man in blue wearing a cloak to cover his face came out. Judging from her exquisite figure, she was clearly a woman.
She walked out in a graceful manner, still not exuding any momentum from her body, but it seemed that she had just taken one step and arrived at the center of the platform on the top of the Snow God Mountain.
The strong man from the Blood Red Prison looked at the man in blue whom Zhou Weiqing called Bell Dang, and sneered, "Hide your head and show your tail, you don't even dare to show your face? Is she an old witch who is too ugly to be seen?"
Judging from the figure, she is a woman, and the strong people who can come here are obviously not young. The strong man from Blood Red Prison said that she is an old witch, which has some basis.
However, Zhou Weiqing in the distance almost laughed when he heard these words, thinking to himself, this guy from Blood Red Prison is really unlucky.
After listening to the other party's words, Lingdang's body trembled slightly, showing that her emotions were fluctuating violently. She slowly raised her head. What everyone could see was that in addition to her cloak covering her head, her face also
Wearing a blue mask, only a pair of beautiful green eyes were exposed. However, her eyes were full of coldness at this time.
"Let's begin." The cold voice of the bell rang in the air. She did not respond to the other party's words, but directly raised her right hand.
She didn't move quickly, and she didn't mean to wear any condensed equipment. Her exposed palms were white and slender, and her fingers were as delicate as spring onions, as if they were carved from flawless jade. There was still no aura, not even the slightest energy fluctuation.
, he just slapped his chest towards the strong man from the Blood Red Hell.
The person sent by Fentian naturally had his intentions. This middle-aged man with a fierce appearance was already over eighty years old. Although he had not reached the level of Heavenly Emperor, he was still at the peak of Heavenly King level. Fentian had already said that before
It is very clear that what he wants to test on behalf of the Holy Land is the strength of the disciples of the Wushuang Sect, that is, the foundation of the Wushuang Sect. So, if the person who takes action from the Wushuang Sect is Long Shiya or Wu Yunyue, they will naturally be weak.
With the momentum lost, Fen Tian is naturally sure to drive them out of this holy land competition. And if the Wushuang Sect really sends a disciple, then the Blood Red Prison, the peak king-level powerhouse, will naturally win. With the power of destruction,
At the peak of the Heavenly King level of strength, he can still compete against the Heavenly Emperor level. Fen Tian doesn't think there are any Heavenly Emperor level experts on Zhou Weiqing's side.
However, in many cases, wishes are often good, but they may not be realized.
Seeing the bell slapping his palm towards the void, the man in blood-red prison red clothes was not careless. Dark red flames burst out from his body in an instant. A strong will to destroy was filled with the aura of destruction, and eight pieces of condensed objects were formed in succession.
The brilliance of the equipment shone, forming a complete suit and appearing on him.
The eight-piece set of divine master-level condensed equipment can barely be called a legendary set.
However, just when he did this, suddenly, under everyone's horrified gaze, the dark red flames around his body suddenly converged, and then, with a scream, the man in red actually flew out like that.
, and smashed it hard in the direction of the strong men in the Blood Red Prison.
"Huh?" Fen Tian was slightly startled, and subconsciously moved his right hand to catch him. However, in the next moment, a roar suddenly appeared in front of him accompanied by countless flesh and blood flying everywhere.
The body of the blood-red prison warrior that Fen Tian was so confident about shattered in the air and turned into countless fragments flying in all directions. It was not until this moment that the dark red flames appeared again. However, it was not the bell of the Wushuang Sect that was destroyed, but the bell of the Wushuang Sect.
His own flesh and blood turned into ashes and scattered in all directions under the shining of dark red flames.
Ling Dang's palm made a false grasping motion, and immediately, the Heavenly Pill of the Blood-Red Prison Powerhouse flashed away and disappeared out of thin air.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, the whole process was so fast that almost no one could react.
And when the battle ended like this, and Ling Dang returned to the Wushuang Cult camp with calm steps, and silently stood back to his position, the sound of needle drops could be heard on the top of the Snow God Mountain.
Even the two brothers Shangguan Tianyang and Tianyue, who had already known about the return of the Wushuang Sect and vaguely knew some of the strength of the Wushuang Sect, had shocked expressions on their faces at this time. The expressions of the other masters of the Holy Land were different.
Huang Xingyun from Youqing Valley was stunned. Until this moment, he still couldn't believe that what happened in front of him was true.
The look of shock on Xue Aotian's face was even greater than that of Shangguan Tianyang, because after Ling Dang took action, he captured the existence of the energy fluctuations. Because he found that he was not able to fully recover after receiving the palm.
The certainty of retreat.
Fentian's eyes were cold and fearful, and he stared at the bell coldly, "I didn't expect that there is such an expert hidden in the Wushuang Sect. I would like to ask, what is the name of this expert?"
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Fen Tian was not angry because of the death of his men. This calmness also made Zhou Weiqing move his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "Ling Dang is a member of my Wushuang Cult. Other than that, I have no comment. I don't know about the prison master.
How's the test? Now we, the Wushuang Sect, have the strength to participate in this Holy Land Competition."
Fen Tian's eyes met Zhou Weiqing's, and Zhou Weiqing suddenly discovered that there was a bit of darkness in his eyes, which made Zhou Weiqing slightly stunned. However, Fen Tian's eyes quickly returned to normal, and Zhou Weiqing was very surprised.
Surprisingly, he actually nodded and said: "Since you are strong enough, you are naturally qualified to participate in the Holy Land Competition. I, the Blood-Red Prison, have no objection."
