In fact, neither the Shaotian Sect, Tanxi Sect, nor even the Yang family paid much attention to the sudden outbreak of wolf disasters. They were just some lone wolves running away after the collapse of the wolf pack. Even if there were some losses, they simply called
The disciples of their respective sects went to kill them, and they were given an experience for nothing.
If real monks are required to come forward in everything, then what is the use of family power, let alone the real monks who are exhausted and working hard to maintain their respective sects?
But what really attracted the attention of the real-world monks of various sects was not the raging wolf disaster, but the reason behind the wolf disaster.
This matter started when the demon cultivators of the Twelve True Demon Peaks were still at their peak in Quwu Mountain.
At that time, the demon cultivators in Quwu Mountain were raging everywhere, and Lingzhang County and Huyao County fell at that time. Even though the Kailing Sect worked hard for Huyao County afterwards, in the end it was the Yang family's plan that successfully picked the peaches.
However, the demon cultivators who broke into Lingzhang County eventually expelled the other demon cultivators due to the rapid expansion of the wolf demon forces within them, turning the entire Lingzhang County into a paradise where wolf demons wreaked havoc. Moreover, after gaining such a foundation,
After the land, the power of wolf demons expanded rapidly, and eventually developed into three major wolf demon groups, and each major group had at least one Xuan Gang demon in charge.
The expansion of the power of the wolf demon has even aroused the vigilance of the Shaking Sky Sect and the Tanxi Sect. Even the Yang family once sent Yang Qinzhang and other disciples to experience investigation. There is no reason for the Tianlang Sect to be completely indifferent to this, but
In fact, the Tianlang Sect does have a wait-and-see attitude towards the growth of the wolf demon group beside the bed.
This is a bit interesting!
To say that the Tianlang Sect is not involved in the strange expansion of the wolf demon group's power, I am afraid that even the Tianlang Sect itself would not believe it.
However, even so, what is the motivation of the Tianlang Sect? Why do the Tianlang Sect raise such a large group of wolf monsters? Aren't they afraid of the consequences of raising tigers, oh, luring wolves into the house?
Various parties in Yuzhou are not without speculations about this, but at most they are making a fuss about the two characters "Sirius" on the Tianlang Sect's name. Perhaps the real open fire warriors in Yuzhou collude with the demon cultivators from outside the territory, and it is not just Xishan.
The Yang family and the Tianlang Sect may have been doing things before the Yang family!
However, when the wolf disaster happened, Tianlang Sect's Zhaowen immediately went to shake the sky, Tanxi, Yang's, Kailing and other sects, saying that the Tianlang Sect would destroy the wolf demon group and regain Lingzhang County, because the wolf demons were killed.
We sincerely apologize for any inconvenience caused to surrounding friendly sect forces during the group process, and so on.
Sooner or later we will not recover, but we need to take action at this time.
The real people from all factions quickly reached a consensus. Although they did not know why the Tianlang Sect raised such a large group of wolves, they now took action to explain that what the Tianlang Sect had planned over the years had or was about to succeed, so the wolf demon group had already used
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The monks from various sects who rushed to the Yang Family in Xishan to watch the real battle between Yang Junshan and Xia Yuan all received tasks from the sect almost at the same time, that is, they must find out what the Sirius Sect is doing in Zhang County!...
After the second round of the competition, there were only twenty-one monks left to participate in this elite competition. Because this number was a little difficult to arrange, during the three-day break, the eliminated monks were eliminated again.
After some selection among the second-round monks, the three strongest ones were added, making up a total of twenty-four people, of whom five were local monks.
After Yang Junshan arranged for Qu Wushan to return to Xishan Village to deal with matters, the third round of the elite competition was coming to an end.
"The local monks performed very well this year. Two of them have already entered the top twelve. Now this time it happens that two local monks are drawn together. That means no matter who wins,
No, the enemy monks have already confirmed the third spot."
Yang Junshan's figure was not noticed by everyone watching, but their eyes were focused on the ongoing competition on the ring.
Liu Lichang is a monk from Zahu Town, Huyao County, and Chi Feifei is a descendant of the Chi family in Mengyu County. Both of them are among the 128 local elite seeds. They had passed all the way and entered the third round, but unexpectedly...
They encountered each other, and at this time, the two were trying their best in the ring to compete for the chance to enter the top twelve.
"Both of these children are capable, but they don't need Yang Qinhu for such strength. Yang Qingui and the others are inferior. It is entirely possible for them to compete for the top eight. It is a pity to encounter them early this time."
"In this elite competition, the performance of the local monks is impressive. It is much better than the previous two times."
Yang Junshan listened to the discussion in the audience without commenting, but looked at the two minor cultivators on the stage with a look full of unknown meaning.
There was not much difference in strength between the two monks on the stage. In the end, Liu Lichang was slightly better with his slightly stronger cultivation level and entered the fourth round in one fell swoop. However, Chi Feifei was defeated in one move. Several people in the audience accompanied her.
The monks from the Chi family in Mengyu County who were watching the battle shouted that it was a pity...
Yang Qinlang, who had just been promoted to the core disciple of the family, led a small group of family disciples to take charge of the security and order of the town during the elite competition. In the past few days, he had also suppressed and punished many foreign monks who caused trouble in Wasteland Town.
Today, his team was originally taking a break, so Yang Qinlang decided to bring his brothers to watch the elite competition. At this time, the competition had entered the third round, and the cultivation strength of the monks in the ring was close to that of the elite monks of the family.
, the intensity of the competition has been much more exciting than the previous two rounds.
Just when he was betting with several brothers on which one would win the next match, Yang Qinlang looked slightly startled, and then said to the brothers who had already placed bets: "I have something to do, you guys go ahead and play.
, I’ll be back in a moment.”
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Several of his brothers were very dissatisfied when they heard this and shouted: "Brother Lang, I don't want to take you like this. Everyone has placed their bets. You are running away from the battle!"
"That's right, Brother Lang, don't even think about escaping. We are keeping this in mind for you. You should keep an eye on that girl who can discharge electricity. If you lose, don't deny it!"
"Haha, brother Lang, you don't know, right? Qinxuan just got a low-grade magic weapon from his father. That boy's cultivation is not weak to begin with. Now that he has the magic weapon in his hand, he is even more powerful. Hehe, one hundred jade coins
, Brother Lang, if you dare to default on your debt, the brothers will despise you."
Yang Qinlang listened to the commotion of the brothers behind him, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Master Ge, why didn't I know that kid Qinxuan actually had a magic weapon in his hand? These bastards clearly plotted against me. One hundred jade coins, and now I can do it
Even as a core disciple, I feel pain in my body!"
"Go back and settle the score with these boys!"
Yang Qinlang walked towards the outside of the ring without looking back. Just now, a voice transmission sounded in his head, asking him to come over and give him some instructions. That was the voice of Master Sibo Junshan...
"Today's tenth match, between Wilderness Town Ding Rulan and Xishan Yang Family Qinxuan!"
In this arena competition, the referee will be judged. Monk Meng Shan, a monk from Tumeng Village, the deputy governor of Wasteland Town, stood in the center of the arena, looked around, and said: "Please invite the monks from both sides to come forward."
The young monks watching the battle all around cheered. These monks included the descendants of the Yang family, villagers from Xishan Village, low-level monks from Huangtu Town and surrounding villages and towns who came to watch the battle, and even young people who came from other places to witness this grand event.
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Ding Rulan took a deep breath and walked towards the ring. To be honest, she had never thought that she could make it through two rounds of the competition, if she hadn't met the senior expert on the bank of Qinshui Reeds.
, she might not even be able to get through in the first round.
"Ding Rulan, well done, you must win and bring glory to our Wilderness Town!"
Below the ring, Ma Yu and several young people from Wilderness Town cheered for her. Her opponent, Yang Qinxuan, a descendant of the Yang family, seemed unusually isolated among the cheers for her around the ring. Obviously, although Ding Rulan won two games in a row,
, but no one is optimistic about her this time. The Yang family kid who is her opponent is obviously not easy to mess with.
"In that case, let's fight hard!"
Ding Rulan raised her head suddenly, with fierce fighting intent in her eyes. No one noticed that she clenched the palm of her sleeve hard, and the gleam of lightning that had just splashed was caught in the palm of her hand...
It had only been half a cup of tea before Yang Qinlang left the school grounds. The moment he had just returned to the school grounds, suddenly a dazzling blue light flashed in front of him, followed closely by a thunderbolt explosion accompanied by everyone's exclamation.
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Yang Qinlang was slightly stunned, knowing that he might have missed a wonderful battle, so he quickly squeezed towards the edge of the ring, but just when he heard Meng Shan's slightly surprised voice: "The tenth in the third round
In a field battle, Wilderness Town Ding Rulan wins!"
The monks watching the battle all around whispered: "Is that a spiritual power?"
"It must be, otherwise how could Yang Qinxuan be defeated? He had been fighting against Ding Rulan before. He expected that he was about to win, but he was knocked unconscious by a bolt of lightning."
"That spiritual magic power is incredible. Tsk tsk. He's just a casual cultivator from a wilderness town, but he actually has the inheritance of thunder magic. He's hidden it deeply!"
"It's a pity for Yang Qinxuan. If he hadn't been a little careless and underestimated the enemy, even that magical power of thunder may not have been able to defeat him. He has also practiced the earth-shattering spiritual technique."
"But it seems that this magical power of thunder is not easy to use. Look at the female cultivator's right hand that has been shaking."
When Yang Qinlang squeezed to the front of the stage, he saw Ding Rulan's sweating left hand holding her trembling right hand on the stage. On the other side of the stage, Yang Qinxuan was lying there twitching all over, with tears in his mouth.
White smoke is pouring out.
Yang Qinlang suddenly thought of something. He looked around and saw a few guys sneaking out of the crowd of spectators. He shouted loudly and said, "You guys, you lost money and you still want to run away?"
It was a good thing that he didn't shout. The roar frightened the subordinates and they ran out of the school grounds, shouting as they ran: "Brother Lang, you just left when you were placing your bets. It doesn't count anymore."
"That's right, Brother Lang, how can you still count when you're gone?"
Looking at his brothers who could run faster than rabbits, Yang Qinlang smiled coldly and said, "You guys still want to run away? You have to come back obediently tonight."