: Five hundred and seventy-five. Are you worthy?

(One more)
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for speaking the classic lines in Black Gold and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Will you start the lottery roulette?"
"no!"
When Yang Ming said something, the whole hill was silent.
The remaining 30% of the clear-eyed disciples in the field glared at Yang Ming one by one, obviously dissatisfied with Yang Ming's tone, and said that the merger of the Haotianzong was so relaxed that they simply didn't put them in the eyes!
"Ha ha."
The corner of the Seventh Elder's mouth pursed a disdainful sneer, the laughter was extremely rampant and loud, and even wrapped in strong spirit power, it seemed to make the entire Clear Sky School tremble.
"Ignorant boy, I think you are the special envoy of the Explosive Heavens Gang, so you can bear it again and again. Now that you actually want to annex our Clear Sky School, I am the first to refuse!"
The words of the Seventh Elders were quite contagious, and immediately resonated with others.
Condemning Yang Ming, the voices supporting the Seventh Elders kept pouring into my ears.
The scene was chaotic and noisy.
"Oh?"
Yang Ming seemed to have expected that a thorn head would jump out. He didn't care at all. He raised his brows slightly, and the space behind him was golden ripples. A mysterious and mysterious sword fell into Yang Ming's palm. Take it out of the treasure space.
As soon as this sword came out, it was full of blood!
This sword seems to have killed tens of thousands of human beings. The murderous aura lingers around the sword. The fierce blood light sets off it like a legendary artifact. The mysterious runes are carved on it, especially the black and white impermanence and blood red. The soul of the nine-headed bat is imprinted in it, and it is even more evil.
As soon as they appeared, a sea of ​​corpses appeared in everyone's eyes.
Under the pile of layers of bones, a white skull throne was formed. Yang Ming sat on the throne with half-closed eyes, holding swords in both hands, pointed down, and plunged into the bone seat.
Just as many of the Clear Sky School disciples were caught in a demon barrier and were unable to extricate themselves, a powerful loud shout sounded:
"presumptuous!"
The voice is just like the Seventh Elder's person, and immediately expelled the spiritual influence exerted by the Killing God Realm on the disciples, allowing them to escape from the illusion.
When I realized that all I saw and heard just now were hallucinations, many of the Clear Sky School disciples' complexions were pale, and their hearts lingered.
Without him, the illusion just now is too real!
This is Yang Ming's combination of kaleidoscope to write round eyes and kill domain. Within the kill domain with a diameter of kilometers, he will attack everyone indiscriminately, unless the spirit is strong or the heart is strong. Otherwise, it would be difficult to get rid of this large-scale illusion attack.
Yang Ming looked at the Seventh Elder on the central stage coldly, with the tip of the sword pointed at his neck, and said with a smile:
"Seven elders, didn’t you insist on opposing me just now? Well, I’ll give you a chance to come to the end and make a gesture with me. If you win, what I said just now will be invalidated, and I will apologize to you in public with My people left the Clear Sky School sect."
"But if you lose, just stay aside and shut your dog's mouth!"
After being provoked in front of so many people, especially the underage teenagers like Yang Ming, the Seventh Elder's complexion changed again and again, and his anger was full of smoke.
As one of the five great elders of the Haotian School, this seventh elder has a very high status in the sect. Even Tang Xiao has to give him three points. At this time, being so contemptuous by Yang Ming, a foreign junior, how can he stand it!
"I……"
The Seventh Elder opened his mouth slightly and was about to open his mouth to challenge.
At this moment, the elder with long eyebrows pressed his wrist and whispered:
"You don't know anything about Yang Ming, so you just end up so easily. If you win, it's okay to say, but if you lose, not only your face will be blank, but we will also be ashamed of following you!"
Hearing that, the seventh elder knew that the elder with long eyebrows had a plan, and he obeyed his arrangement.
The old man with long eyebrows first glanced at the group of people from the corner of his eyes. Standing in the corner, Tang Chen saw that his eyes were closed, his hands folded, and he was chanting scriptures in a low voice. It seemed that he didn't care much about the disturbance of the world, and his heart was a little relaxed. After a sigh of relief, he looked at Yang Ming and said:
"Young man, don't be too rampant. After all, this is the Clear Sky School sect. If it weren't for the sake of the Explosive Sky Gang, I could cure you of a disrespectful man just because of your rants. Great sin!"
First put a high hat on Yang Ming, and the elder with long eyebrows continued:
"What's more, what is the identity of the Seventh Elder, what is your identity, is he something you can challenge at will? Even if you are the special envoy of the Explosive Heavens Gang and come to our Clear Sky Sect, you must follow us Clear Sky School's rules to do things!"
"Where is Tang Hu?"
"Second Uncle!" A sturdy figure who looked like a forty-year-old man walked out of the crowd.
When he walked out of the crowd, the three generations of disciples gave way on their own, showing his status in the sect.
The old man with long eyebrows seemed to have confidence in the young man, and said indifferently:
"Tang Hu, you go down and have a discussion with this blasting heaven gang special envoy. Our Vast Sky Sect is always a top power. Remember, friendship is first and competition is second. Don’t crippled people. We have to save some face for the Zhan Tian Gang."
Although the elders with long eyebrows are not as straightforward as the seventh elders, they all refer to Sang Shuhuai in what they say. They almost point to Yang Ming's nose, and yell at them that the gang is a group of local turtles.
"Yes!"
Tang Hu took the military order and stepped down the central platform.
With every step he took, his momentum rose by an inch. When he stood still less than ten meters away from Yang Ming, his aura was extremely solid, just like a tiger on all fours, opening towards people. The mouth of the blood basin leads the tiger to roar in the mountains.
At the same time, the soul power belonging to the 64th-level soul emperor was also unabashedly released. A series of six soul rings, with yellow, purple, and black standard combinations, complemented each other, interpreting his power.
This three-generation elite of the Haotian School looked gloomy~EbookFREE.me~, his face was as deep as water, but the whole person was extremely quiet, tall but not stout, and there was no mood swing due to the words of the elders with long eyebrows.
"Tang Hu, the 64th-level assault war spirit emperor, please!"
He made a gesture of invitation to Yang Ming, Tang Hu was very decent in etiquette.
Yang Ming would naturally not be rude, otherwise it would really make people think that the Bombing Gang is an explosion of wealth.
"Yang Ming, the Sixty-seventh-level Assault System Battle Soul Emperor, please." Yang Ming responded lightly.
However, as soon as he said this, stormy waves were set off among the crowd.
Even Tang Hu, who had always been calm and unmoved by foreign objects, twitched his cheeks imperceptibly, obviously not believing it.
Yang Ming didn't have the intention of hiding it, anyway, he had to use his full strength later, and he kept showing the spirit ring.
One purple, four black, one gray!
As soon as the spirit ring comes out, who will fight for it!