"An enemy of the Alchemy Palace? Huh, Uncle Ye is the Young Palace Master of the Dan Palace. What qualifications do you, a mere disciple, have to talk to the Young Palace Master like this?"
Wang Ping knew he couldn't wait any longer, so he immediately stood up.
He looked coldly and continued: "I can testify that Ye Bai is the young master of the Dan Palace, and our Shenling Sect can all testify!"
The scene was shocked, and many people breathed a sigh of relief. If anyone in the oasis could compete with the Ruyi Sect, it could only be the Shenling Sect.
After all, although no one knows the true level of Duanmu Yan of the Shenling Sect, according to inference, he is at least a big shot on the same level as the old monster guarding the Shenling Sect.
Lin Zhong glanced at Wang Ping, his expression did not change, but said mockingly: "You prove it? You are a disciple of the Shenling Sect, how can you prove the affairs of my Alchemy Palace? What's more, if this sentence is said by Duanmuyan,
I may have to listen, but if it’s just you, why should I believe you?”
Wang Ping's face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "I understand, from the beginning, this was a trap and a conspiracy. The reason why Uncle Duanmu has not come back yet is that he must have colluded and waited for this moment, right?"
"Smart, really smart, but it's a pity that it's too late for you to say anything now, because no matter what you say, today's outcome will not change."
Lin Zhong clasped his hands and laughed, his expression full of contentment. He looked at everyone present, as if he was admiring the works created by his own hands, which made him extremely happy.
After all, what could be more satisfying than killing a peerless genius with your own hands?
Lin Zhong felt that after today, no matter whether it was good or bad, his name would be famous in the Southern Region. What satisfied him most was that all of this was achieved by stepping on Ye Bai's body.
But what surprised Lin Zhong was that when Wang Ping heard his words, there was not much anger on his face. He just looked at him strangely, and then said: "You are not afraid of our Shenling Sect and Dan Palace?"
Will I kill you myself?"
"Afraid, of course I am."
Lin Zhong smiled, but his expression was extremely calm. He said: "But I have never planned to leave the secret realm or the oasis. There is nothing bad here. Why don't I stay here? If I am lucky,
If I can cultivate to the Open Heaven Realm, I can directly join the Ruyi Sect, and the Southern Territory is not a forbidden area, so by then, shouldn’t I just go if I want to?”
"Shameless, really shameless."
Wang Ping laughed angrily, staring at Lin Zhong with twinkling eyes, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
The expressions of the other monks were all different. Everyone knew that if Lin Zhong won today, Fang Yaizhen would definitely make things difficult for their sect in the future regarding the elixir.
The most important thing is that in the current situation, Lin Zhong is already in an invincible position. Even if they want to help, they know that it will not help at all.
Old God Lin Zhong smiled and said: "What's wrong with being shameless? Your teachers, seniors, and even the elders, when they were young, they were probably more shameless than me. In this case, what do I have to be ashamed of?"
What about?”
After a pause, Lin Zhong looked at Ye Bai with pity and said harshly: "A genius like you shouldn't appear. Even if I don't kill you today, will you be able to live safely? You
Do you know how many people want you to disappear immediately, and how can you guard against it?"
Ye Bai's smile became weaker and weaker. He was silent for a moment and said, "I don't need to be on guard. I will kill anyone who wants to kill me."
Lin Zhong looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. If you are already an old monster in the spirit transformation realm, maybe this sentence is correct, but now you, no matter how talented you are, you will still
I'm just an ant. Just like now, if I want to kill you, who can stop me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhong's eyes flashed with murderous intent and shouted: "Do it!"
More than ten figures disappeared from the place together.
The two old monsters in the Nascent Soul Realm did not move. They stared at Ye Bai indifferently, and then slowly raised their hands.
Following their movements, an invisible vibration suddenly erupted in the sky!
The two pieces of sky seemed to be separated. They suddenly pressed down, carrying the power of thunder, and landed on Ye Bai's head.
More than ten flying swords all attacked Ye Bai!
All this happened so fast that no one even reacted!
Wang Ping's expression changed drastically, he opened his eyes wide and shouted: "Uncle Ye, be careful!"
However, Ye Bai seemed to have not seen all this at all. There was a smile of emotion on his face. There was no anger or resentment, only some helplessness and coldness.
In his hand, a small purple cauldron appeared. At this moment, the small cauldron was spinning faintly. In an instant, it had rapidly grown in size, and then flew to the top of Ye Bai's head, colliding with the two pieces of sky.
.
"Boom boom boom!"
The cauldron made a violent vibration, but a stream of jade flowers suddenly erupted from the cauldron's mouth, directly sucking the two heavens into it.
The colorful rays of light flowed from the mouth of the tripod upside down, pouring into Ye Bai's body continuously.
The strange thing is that Ye Bai's whole aura has not increased at all, but his whole temperament is undergoing some mysterious changes little by little.
At this time, more than ten flying swords had already arrived in front of Ye Bai. The sword energy seemed to be about to chop Ye Bai into pieces!
This time, Ye Bai simply closed his eyes and ignored these flying swords.
Just when no one understood why he acted like this, the purple cauldron erupted with light, as if a river was sloping down, and Ye Bai was completely submerged by countless brilliance that seemed to be substantial.
At the same time, the dozen or so flying swords sank into it and disappeared.
The crowd fell into silence.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what was happening.
What kind of treasure is this purple cauldron?
He was actually able to withstand the attacks of two Nascent Soul Realm monks at the same time without getting hurt.
"Poof!"
More than a dozen figures suddenly appeared at the edge of the square again, but their faces were pale, their breath was weak, and their eyes were looking at the cauldron in shock, as if they had suffered some kind of backlash.
In their perception, their natal flying sword had completely disappeared and was cut off from them. Even their ray of consciousness attached to the flying sword was directly and forcibly cut off.
Lin Zhong's pupils shrank and he stared at the purple cauldron. (To be continued)