Chapter 587: Lincheng

A quarter of an hour later.
The battle over Yunxiaozong came to an end.
The disciples of Yunxiaozong witnessed this battle with their own eyes, and their expressions at this time had changed from fear to panic and loss.
In their eyes, they were invincible, and the second senior brother, who could be called invincible in the same realm, was lost to that Tuesday, and even had his arm broken.
Although the other party is suspected of relying on magic weapons, anyone with a discerning eye can see that if both sides don't use magic weapons, then Tuesday is better than the second brother.
"I lost."
Yuntian clutched his injured right arm and left the field lonely.
There was no ridicule on Tuesday either, but silently returned to the back of the Saint King of Styx.
The Saint King of the Styx looked at the expressions of the Yunxiaozong disciples below, and he was quite satisfied.
Today, the news that the disciple of the Mingyuanzong defeated the top Tianjiao Yuntian of the Southern Territory on Tuesday will spread out soon.
When the time comes, I am not afraid that no monks will take refuge in them.
Top powerhouses like them are too far away from ordinary cultivators, and it is difficult to tell a victory or defeat in a fight. In contrast, if you want to reveal the muscles of the Underworld Sect, you still have to rely on the younger generation.
Of course, defeating Yuntian on Tuesday is just the beginning, and it's not a big deal. The ones who really want to defeat are those super sect tianjiao.
When the young powerhouses of their Ming Yuan Sect suppressed the True Spirit Realm Tianjiao out of breath, the competition between the two realms over the power, they had won half of the battle.
"The Southern Territory Immortal League's double pride, innate Taoist body...Ah, in fact, this Yuntian has good aptitude, but it's not good for the sect. If in our Mingyuan sect, how could such a genius monk use such a bad magic weapon? What a pity! ..."
Youyou sighed, the Saint King of Styx didn't mean to say hello to Yunxiaozong, so he turned and entered the flying boat.
After a while, the flying boat dived into the space channel again.
...
Half a day later, the news of the defeat of Tianjiao Yuntian in the Southern Region spread throughout the Southern Region, and the Cthulhu Temple could not be blocked even if it wanted to blockade it. Obviously, there was Ming Yuanzong behind it.
For a time, many bad monks who mixed in the Southern Territory had different thoughts.
"Next stop, where do you go?"
In the flying boat, the Saint King of Styx looked at the map of the Southern Territory, with some hints.
"Senior Styx, go to the Evil Temple, I want to challenge the Evil Temple Nether."
A crisp woman's voice came from behind him.
Saint King Styx frowned and said: "Niece Ziyue, Nether hasn't heard from her for more than a year. She should have been intensively trained by a few old guys in the true spirit world. Her strength is not comparable to Yuntian. It is better for us to make progress gradually. "
Ziyue was very dissatisfied when she heard this, but in the end she didn't say anything.
In the dispute between the two realms, a stable word is the most important thing. Let alone now, even if there is only one city left in the real spirit realm, you have to seek stability. At her realm, she naturally understands this truth.
"Which other famous young powerhouses in this Southern Territory?"
Saint King Styx asked casually.
A monk responsible for collecting information from the Mingyuanzong replied: "There are many young and powerful people in the Southern Territory. Aside from Yuntian, there is also the evil wind of the Evil God Temple. This person is the brother of Netherworld. Going to Netherworld, but also quite appreciated by the Lord of the Evil God Temple, in terms of strength is not weaker than Yuntian.
In addition, there is Xianmen Duanqian, this person is the four disciples of Xianmen Sect Master, responsible for the affairs of Xianmen in the Southern Region, and his strength is quite good.
In addition, there are also several young powerhouses in the Southern Demon City. The strongest is the Eastern Conglong, a monk in the middle of the Tribulation.
There is also Chen Chen, the lord of Shenglong City, whose cultivation base is unknown, but he shined in the Battle of the Blood Demon Forest more than a year ago, and his performance is no weaker than the top talents of Qionghua Nether.
Later, in the battle of Mingyuanzong, this son took out nearly one hundred thousand spirit crystals. It is precisely because of these spirit crystals that the Wanling Cauldron was damaged..."
"Chen Shen..."
Saint King Styx frowned.
He had only heard of other Tianjiao including You Ming, but this Chen Chen, he had seen it with his own eyes, and still has an impression.
Had it not been for this kid, how would the phantom ding be destroyed? Wan Lingding is not damaged, and he will not go to the vast sea desert to eat...
"Let's go to Shenglong City."
After thinking for a moment, the Saint King of Styx immediately decided.
"Niece Ziyue, are you interested in dealing with Chen Chen?"
Ziyue directly replied: "I'm not interested, I won't do anything with anyone before defeating Nether."
"Sect Master, or I will come."
On Tuesday, a white-clothed monk next to him volunteered to say.
Apart from Tuesday and Qing Xuanming, he is the only true spirit cultivator named Wang San...
Of course, whether it is Tuesday or Wang San, they are all names used to humiliate the true spirit world.
"It's better for me to come, you real spirit realm cultivators have already moved their hands once, and it is our Nether Abyss realm cultivators' turn."
A heavenly arrogant of the Underworld Realm started to fight.
The two worlds of Tianjiao are in the same sect, so naturally they are not convinced by each other.
The Saint King of Styx frowned slightly: "No matter who takes the shot, Chen Chen must die.
Before letting Yuntian a horse, that was to reveal the broad mind of our Mingyuanzong.
Killing this Chen Chen now shows that anyone who opposes our Mingyuan Sect has a dead end, and only with the combination of grace and power can the true spirit realm monks grow in awe of our Mingyuan Sect. "
...
During the discussion, Feizhou had opened the space channel and flew towards the city of Shenglong.
After half an hour, Feizhou appeared in the sky above Shenglong City.
At this time, the city of Shenglong was more prosperous than a year ago, and the number of monks in the city came and went, probably no less than 100,000.
Seeing the city of Shenglong below, the Saint King of Styx smiled. Only in this place where there are many monks can spread the news quickly.
Without hesitation, he flew out of the flying boat, ready to stage the things that happened in Yunxiaozong here in Shenglongcheng, but this time it was not him, but Wang San.
"City Lord Shenglong, the disciple Wang San of the Xia Mingyuan Sect, has long heard of the reputation of the city lord, and today I am here to challenge him. Please come out and see him.
The voice fell, and a figure flew out from the city of Shenglong.
"Uh, fellow Daoists of the Mingyuan Sect, our city lord has gone out to do errands, and has not yet returned!"
It was Chen An who was talking. In half a day, he had already known what happened in Yunxiaozong, and he also knew who was in the flying boat above.
In any case, Thang Long City definitely can't afford such existence.
"Not returned?" Wang San didn't believe it.
The bachelor Chen An at the bottom directly opened the protection formation of Shenglong City. Anyway, this formation was useless for the Mahayana pinnacle except that it could block the exploration of the gods.
"The Daoists of the Nether Abyss Realm are very powerful~EbookFREE.me~ if the city owner is in the city, you will know at a glance."
After that, the cold sweat on his forehead dripped, and he was really afraid that Mingyuanzong would ruin the city of Shenglong in rage.
At the same time, he admired Chen Shen more and more in his heart.
The city owner should have known the news in advance, so he went out for shelter a month ago.
It's really worthy of being the city lord, the sage, otherwise, like that Yuntian, his arm and leg would be broken, and he would become the stepping stone of the Mingyuan Sect. What kind of face will be in the real spirit world in the future?
Wang San swept away his consciousness, and soon found that there was no trace of Chen Chen in the city, and he couldn't help but look at the Saint King of Styx.
The Saint King of Styx looked at the city of Shenglong below, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Chen An was seen by him as cold, but he couldn't shrink back at this moment, and said loudly: "Friends of the Underworld Realm, we have no strength in Shenglongcheng. I have the highest cultivation level, and only fit together. Several seniors. If you want to do something to us, then please do."
The cold light in the eyes of Saint King Styx disappeared upon hearing this.
He was at the peak of the Mahayana, naturally disdain to shoot some weak people.
Moreover, if the Underworld Sect wanted more support from the true spirit realm cultivators, he couldn't slaughter the city at will. This was also the reason why Yuntian was spared on Tuesday.
But it was impossible to just let the Lord of Shenglong go.
At this point, he said coldly: "Junior, you have a good method. You can hide your figure and hide the spiritual knowledge of the cultivator, but you can't find you when I am?
But since you are timid, then forget it. Our disciple of the Mingyuan Sect does not bother to do something to a turtle with a shrunken head. "
After saying this, the flying boat returned to the space channel.
As soon as they left, the monks in Shenglong City below heaved a sigh of relief, and then began to talk.
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