Chapter 591: Infighting

"I didn't take your storage ring."
Chen Chen replied calmly.
Just kidding, that thing is his storage ring in his hands, and it has nothing to do with You Ming.
Thinking about it this way, why do you use the nether storage ring to say?
Nether heard this anger gradually surging into his heart. After more than a year of retreat, his xinxing was actually much calmer, but for some reason, as long as he encountered this Chen Chen, he could not control himself.
"Chen Chen, I know if you took you! To tell you the truth, I must take back that storage ring today! Otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding the overall situation!"
Nether Ming said his right hand directly pressed on Chen Chen's shoulder, and the terrifying coercion in the later stage of the Tribulation was suppressed towards Chen Chen without reservation.
Today he has to take back the storage ring anyway, otherwise if Chen Chen died in the battle, who would he call for the storage ring?
Chen Chen raised his eyebrows when he felt the cultivation in the late stage of Netherworld Tribulation.
This kid really deserves to be a young genius who has been favored by a few top powerhouses. For more than a year, he has cultivated from the peak of the fit to the late stage of the tribulation.
This speed is shocking to the world, and his senior brothers, such as Dongfang Conglong and Fengmo, are also considered Tianjiao, but they are still not far behind Netherworld.
"I wanted to give it to you, but I didn't take it. How did you tell me to return it to you?"
Chen Chenfeng patted Nether's hand lightly, his tone light and fluttering.
A gleam of light flashed in Netherworld's eyes, and this Chen Chen hadn't been abandoned for more than a year, but just a quick shot was far beyond the ordinary monks in the early stage of the Tribulation.
Could it be that it has entered the middle of the robbery? interesting.
Just when he wanted to try again, a voice suddenly rang in his mind.
"Netherworld, stop it, it's not suitable for internal fighting on the eve of the war. I'll talk about it later."
Hearing the master's order, Netherworld forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and then retracted his palm.
This Chen Chen... let him be arrogant for a few more days!
Chen Chen grinned at this, and walked around him directly.
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One day later, the date of the appointment was getting closer, and there were more and more monks in the Cthulhu City, including some Mahayana masters. Hide it.
With millions of monks gathered together, it should be quite chaotic. However, due to the fact that this event was so involved, no one dared to make random times for fear of touching the brows of the Heretic Temple and being caught and killed by the Heretic Temple.
On this day, as before, seven or eight large-scale auctions were held in the city. As for the small auctions in private, they were countless.
A large number of ordinary cultivators wished that the engagement would be held as soon as possible, so that they could practice for a few more days in this evil city.
You must know that the cultivation environment on the streets of Cthulhu City is almost impossible for the Sect Master of the Sect to enjoy.
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"The Sect Master of the Mingyuan Sect, the Saint King of the River Styx, and his top ten disciples are coming soon!"
Just when the millions of cultivators were busy, a majestic voice suddenly sounded over the Cthulhu City.
The monks all looked at the sky above their heads in unison.
After a few breaths, the space above Cthulhu City suddenly trembled, and a huge spatial passage suddenly appeared.
Before the cultivators could react, a huge black head the size of a mountain slowly emerged from the space channel.
"This is... true spirit?"
"It seems to be an extremely powerful true spirit!"
Looking at the hideous black head, the monks looked in horror and started talking in low voices.
After a while, the black head revealed the whole picture, it was a huge turtle that was tens of thousands of meters long!
The giant tortoise carried a large palace on its back. The palace was black and exuding black light, which looked extraordinary.
"Is there a cultivator of the Mingyuanzong? He is so handsome, he actually uses True Spirit as a cart pulling tool!"
"And that palace, I'm afraid it is also a treasure, this Mingyuanzong is not good!"
A group of monks discussed that the Saint King of Styx had already stepped out of the flying boat. Seeing that Cthulhu City was so luxurious below, he smiled contemptuously and said loudly: "Cthulhu City is indeed the largest city in the Southern Territory. This weather has faintly approached our Netherworld Realm. A few big cities!"
As soon as he said this, many monks understood the meaning of his words instantly.
Faintly approaching, isn't that saying that Cthulhu City is inferior to the great city of the Underworld Realm?
But in their eyes, Cthulhu City is already the apex of a city, better than Cthulhu City, what does it look like? Can you still use all spirit crystals to make walls?
"Really? If there is a chance in the future, I would like to go to the Underworld Realm to see what the big cities in the mouth of fellow Daoists look like?"
From the lower part of the city lord's mansion, the cold voice of the Evil God Hall Master came.
The Saint King of Styx heard this and said with a smile: "The Lord of the Evil God Hall will join us in the Dark Abyss Sect one day, so there will naturally be a chance to see it."
"Friends Stygian joked. Our Evil God Temple has been standing in the true spirit world for hundreds of thousands of years. Although we encountered countless difficulties and obstacles in the middle, those obstacles were finally stepped on by our Evil God Temple. There is such a sect behind me. How could I join the Underworld Sect?"
"Everything has an end, this world of reincarnation is the ultimate reason...
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One sentence from both sides, one sentence for me, and it didn't take long for you to say dozens of sentences, and each sentence was mixed with sticks. If you accidentally answer the wrong question, you will have a problem.
I don’t know what the Hallmaster of the Evil God Temple and the Sect Master of Mingyuan Sect.
After arguing for dozens of sentences, the Sect Master of Styx suddenly looked at the countless monks below and announced in a loud voice:
"In this engagement, if our Nether Abyss Sect wins, then our Nether Abyss Sect will become an ordinary Sect in the True Spirit Realm in the future. Among you, as long as the qualifications meet the requirements, you can directly join our Nether Abyss Sect.
I hereby guarantee that I will not treat any true spirit cultivator who is willing to join us in the Underworld Sect! "
Hearing this promise, no one among the millions of cultivators dared to respond. After all, this is the site of the Evil God Temple, but it is unknown whether there is any heartbeat.
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Chen Chen was still watching the battle projections in the city lord’s mansion at this time. The Styx King had just arrived in the sky above Cthulhu City, he felt it, but he did not intend to go out to watch the excitement. Fight projection.
To be honest, he was still very curious about the way the monks of the Netherworld Realm fight.
But at this moment, another soft drink came from the sky outside.
"Nether! You conspired against me that day, and then destroyed my life magic weapon, I will avenge this enmity!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Chen Chen missed a beat.
Isn't this the purple moon that he used to stew beef pit with upgraded potatoes?
He didn't expect this woman to be sent to the hands of the senior brother to survive, and now she followed the Saint King of Styx to the Cthulhu City. This is really fate!
Fortunately, when she reported herself the name of Netherworld from Jiamen Times, now this woman counts the account on Netherworld.
"No, I can't be recognized by her. It's better to let her target Netherworld."
Chen Chen murmured, his right hand touched his face slightly, and his appearance changed dramatically.
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