"Nanfengxiu? Ranked fifteen?"
Among the Yaozu, who would directly say that they are ranked fifteenth when introducing themselves
Except for the direct disciple of the demon king, there will be no other people, and no one else is worthy. Feng Xingmo raised his head and looked at this girl, with blood-red hair, mysterious and unpredictable cultivation, and extremely arrogant demeanor, what could be wrong!
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"Nanfengxiu? Fengxiu? Phoenix?" Feng Xingmo murmured, sweat dripping from his forehead like rain, "Is she the phoenix of the royal family?"
The direct disciple of the demon king naturally does not belong to any tribe, and naturally has the right to give orders to any warrior of the demon tribe, and is qualified to despise Feng Xingmo's incompetence and deprive him of his command. Even if he is a genius who was born with a wolf breed, he still cannot break this rule, not even the wolf king.
Feng Xingmo didn't know what to say for a long time.
"My lord, you..."
"Back to the back, don't let me see you again, from now on, all monster warriors will follow my command." Nan Fengxiu said in a deep voice, and waved her hands impatiently. Feng Xingmo was rude to her, she is qualified to kill Feng Xingmo directly, but now is not the time, and she doesn't like to be stained with blood at will, she thinks it is dirty.
The Yaozu is a place with an extremely strict hierarchy. Since Nan Fengxiu is the direct disciple of the Yaowang, she is naturally the leader. No one will object or dare to object.
Not seeing how Nan Fengxiu moved, a giant shield as tall as a person appeared in front of her, grabbed the giant shield with one hand, and threw it to the front of the monster clan queue with one hand.
Immediately, the attack of Le Sheng became much smaller, and it seemed that most of it was absorbed by this shield.
With the appearance of Nan Fengxiu on Yaozu's side, the interference on the cultivation world has become more and more serious, and the pressure on the small sect has not decreased but increased.
"Bodhi doesn't have a tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust. Those who disturb people's hearts are evil, those who disturb people's hearts are charming, and those who control people's hearts are also descended." At the end of the team in the cultivation world, a round head The big-eared, kind-browed and kind-eyed monk softly recited a Buddha's words, then slowly walked to the edge of the lake with his eyes slightly closed, and with a call of both hands, a huge three-foot-tall bell appeared in front of everyone.
The great monk used his fist as a hammer to lightly hit the wall of the giant clock, and a long and distant bell buzzed.
"The morning bell of the Temple of the Six Buddhas!"
"Who is this monk? He actually brought the morning bell from the Six Buddha Temple here!"
Even the disciples of Shushan were shocked. Looking at the great monk in front of the morning bell, Chen Qing carefully searched the memories in his mind, then leaned into the ear of the young man at the front and whispered, "The person who controls the morning bell is from the Six Buddha Temple, and is the manager of the Sutra Pavilion." Human, Dharma name Wuming, a monk in the star-brightening realm."
"No name?" The young man standing in front of Shushan repeated it expressionlessly, as if he was a little surprised by this dharma name.
"Enlightenment of sudden enlightenment, enlightenment of bright mirror." Chen Qing explained softly, "With this morning bell, I believe that the music in the center of the lake is not so scary. After all, it has been ringing in the Six Buddha Temple for thousands of years, and this Sanskrit sound has accumulated , it’s not a problem to counteract the mere heart-controlling music.”
Standing beside Hongdou, looking at the changes on the edge of Mingjing Lake, Ye Que nodded slightly, "It seems that these people are the real seeds to snatch the artifact, and they all have treasures in their bodies!"
"Break the musical instruments in the pavilion first, it's useless to just resist the attack of the music." Hong Dou held up his oil-paper umbrella and seemed to go directly to the small pavilion in the middle of the lake.
"Wait." Ye Que grabbed the red beans, "Don't worry, I don't think you need to make a move."
Hongdou's arm was grabbed by Ye Que. Although she didn't use much force, her expression suddenly became abnormal. She wanted to shake off Ye Que, but for some reason, the thought in her heart moved, but her arm didn't respond. Ye Que held it in his hands.
Ye Que didn't notice Hongdou's expression at all, and just pointed in the direction of Shushan disciples, "A shield appeared from the Yaozu, and a morning bell appeared from the Six Buddha Temple. As the leader of the righteous way, Shushan naturally wouldn't go After others, the people who come out of that mountain, the most important thing is face."
"I don't want to lose face if I lose my life."
As if to confirm Ye Que's words.
At this moment, a blue long rainbow suddenly rose from the shore of Mingjing Lake.
This blue rainbow started from the back of a young man, first flew into the sky, sucked all the water vapor from the lake into the rainbow, and then fell directly on the small pavilion in the lake.
The cyan Changhong swept through several bolts of lightning and turbulent currents that could tear apart the space, directly smashing the roof of the small pavilion, and thirty-seven musical instruments flashed a burst of extremely bright light in an instant.
Thirty-seven sound waves visible to the naked eye transformed into thirty-seven kinds of weapons, which directly slashed towards the blue Changhong.
A deafening roar sounded.
The water of the entire Mingjing Lake, centered on the center of the lake, rushed directly to the shore, and the center of the lake was exposed in front of everyone. The roaring sounded wave after wave, and the height of the lake's upwelling also began to increase, covering the line of sight in the blink of an eye. However, it could be vaguely seen that with every roar, the cyan Changhong would shatter a weapon transformed into a musical instrument, and then continue to slash towards the small pavilion in the middle of the lake in the same direction.
After thirty-seven roars.
All the water in the lake disappeared, and there was no water left in the entire Mingjing Lake, and the small pavilion in the center of the lake completely disappeared from everyone's field of vision, including the thirty-seven musical instruments, and even the fragments could not be seen.
The breeze blows, and a drizzle comes.
In the breeze and drizzle, the cyan Changhong turned back and landed directly behind the young man at the front of Shushan Mountain.
Only then did everyone see clearly that the cyan Changhong turned out to be a sword, a sword with Luan hidden in it.
"Shushan Qingluan!"
"It turned out to be the Qingluan sword of Shushan! Could it be that the young man is the head of Shushan? Isn't the Qingluan sword only used by the head of Shushan?"
Practitioners who can come here are not unknown in the world of comprehension. Leaving aside their cultivation, they must have vision, not to mention Shushan, the third-rank top-grade king sword, which can be said to be almost a household name. He is a swordsman, so there is no one who doesn't know Qingluan.
Li Jianqi, who was standing at the front of the Judgment Division, stared straight at his eyes, almost drooling like that. When the little girl saw Ye Que's Lingjian Zhizheng, she couldn't walk. When she saw Qingluan, she was so excited that she almost fainted.
Nan Fengxiu with blood-colored hair, her eyes sparkled, pointed in the direction of Mount Shu, "Who is that person? Does anyone know?"
Seeing that all the Yaozu warriors around her lowered their heads and seemed afraid to speak, Nan Fengxiu stomped his feet, "Let that idiot from the Fengbu come over."
Feng Xingmo, who had just walked to the back, quickly resolutely ran back, "My lord, what are your orders?"
"What was that Changhong just now? Who is controlling Changhong?"
After all, she rarely walks in the world, and Nan Fengxiu really doesn't know much about the cultivation world.
Feng Xingmo naturally saw the battle just now, so he said without thinking at this time, "My lord, that Changhong is the Qingluan King Sword of Shushan, and the person holding the sword is a senior brother of Shushan's generation. The first place in the test, Jiang Liuyun."
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