Tempered Immortal

Chapter 792 Seven Star Island accidentally breaks the balance
It was really unexpected that such an accident happened at the trade fair.

However, several law enforcement envoys headed by Bailu Boy remained strangely silent. In fact, when you think about it carefully, there is nothing strange about it.

Although the dignity of the Mang Mountain Conference should be maintained, it is obviously not a wise choice to fight against the later great monks.

What's more, even if there is something wrong with Master Huangmei, everyone can't stand on the side of the Poisonous Dragon King.

Weighing the pros and cons, it is more cost-effective to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

Even law enforcement envoys have such a mentality, and naturally other old monsters who come to participate in the transaction will not foolishly wade into the muddy water.

One by one remained silent, and there were many people who even secretly gloated about their misfortune. Of course, more people stared wide-eyed. Battles of this level are rare in ordinary times. After watching them, they may benefit a lot. What I realized is to break through the bottleneck of cultivation.

Everyone has their own ideas, and there are not a few who put most of their attention on Lin Xuan. As the saying goes, if the longevity pill has reached the hands of the real Huangmei or the poisonous dragon king, they will naturally stop fighting. The idea of ​​grabbing, but in the current situation, there is no chance to fish in troubled waters...

Lin Xuan remained calm on the surface, but secretly, he also saw everyone's expressions in his eyes.

Be vigilant in your heart, now in the hearts of these people, I am afraid that you have regarded yourself as a sweet pastry, not only longevity pills, top-grade crystals, but also those old monsters are also salivating.

Originally, if he didn't go out of the trade fair, he would be safe, but now the two old monsters have broken the rules, and the greed of others has also been stimulated.

It's just mutual scruples, afraid of being taken advantage of by others, so they didn't do anything, but how long can this short-term balance last?

Lin Xuan didn't know, but he had nothing to be afraid of. He also had backhands, and he was not at the mercy of others as these people imagined...

Humph, whoever laughs last is the real winner.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, but soon, he pretended to be scared again, and cowered and hid in a remote corner on the left.

But at this time, the two old monsters finally couldn't help but to do it, and the real Huangmei opened his mouth, and sword glows spewed out from his mouth.

Those sword glows are about a foot long, exuding amazing spiritual power, and on the surface of the sword glows, there are many bean-sized runes constantly circulating, full of mysterious and simple atmosphere.

Lin Xuan counted, there are 49 sword lights in total, and the coercion emitted by each one is no less than the top magic weapon driven by ordinary Nascent Soul monks.

Lin Xuan was horrified, and the faces of the other old monsters were also a little pale. Legends are always legends. Most of them have never seen a late Nascent Soul cultivator make a move. The description of the opponent's supernatural power is only obtained from the classics...

To be fair, there are still some doubts, but now... being famous is worse than meeting, and there is no exaggeration in those classics.

However, the Poison Flood King didn't care, and a slightly deep voice came out from the poisonous cloud: "Heh... Sure enough, there is progress, but it's a pity that this level, do you want to do anything to this king?"

Before the words fell, the poisonous cloud began to surge, rumbling like a real person with yellow eyebrows rushing over.

"disease!"

Daoist Huangmei pointed at the sword light in front of him, and suddenly, like a gust of wind and rain, the sword light frantically stabbed towards the poisonous cloud.

As soon as they came into contact, the poisonous cloud was divided into fragments, and the monks were overjoyed. After all, they were all humans, and they still hoped that the real Huangmei would win.

But soon, everyone couldn't laugh, because those poisonous clouds recovered after a while, and the attack just now was nothing but futile...

Daoist Huangmei's face darkened, this old demon was even more difficult to deal with than the last time he saw it, he flipped his hand, and took out another magic weapon.

The two late-stage monsters began to confront each other, and the aftermath alone set off a whirlwind, and the other monks couldn't help but backed away, afraid of being involved.

……

"what!"

Suddenly, a scream came to his ears: "He... He Lao Si, you dare to attack me?"

Lin Xuan looked back, but it was a cultivator in the middle stage of congealing alchemy, whose face was as white as paper, and there was a blood hole the size of a fist in his chest.

Not far from his side, a short and mediocre monk was full of magic power, holding a dagger with a drop of blood in his hand, his eyes were full of hatred: "My surname is Zhang, you rely on yourself With a higher cultivation level than me, and with the backing of the Spiral Sect, you think I'll put up with it and be a bastard, even if I want to congratulate a certain Taoist couple?"

"This is the Holy Land of Mount Mang, you dare to break the rules?"

"Hmph, in order to be able to take revenge, He doesn't care if he is wiped out. The rules are nothing, let alone they were broken by the two seniors not long ago." The short monk raised his left hand and raised his left hand. He slashed at the opponent fiercely.

The chest of the monk surnamed Zhang was pierced, and he couldn't raise any mana at the moment, so he could only watch helplessly as Wu Guang flew towards him.

"Bold, let me be taken down."

Bailu Boy's face became gloomy, and the two old monsters in the later stage regarded Mangshan's rules as nothing, so he could only grit his teeth and bear it, but it didn't mean that any cat or dog could come here to be arrogant and disrespectful.

"Yes!"

A few law enforcement envoys at the condensing stage immediately flew towards the little monk.

But He Lao Si had already prepared for it. He and the monk surnamed Zhang had a deep hatred, but compared with the other party, his cultivation power was far behind. He didn't come here to trade things.

The safety of the Mang Mountain Holy Land is well known, and the enemy will definitely relax his vigilance here. He is desperate to kill the enemy.

Even if we die together, so what?
Seeing several law enforcement envoys flying towards him, not only did he not hide, but turned around and turned into a startled rainbow, flying past like a monk surnamed Zhang.

Several law enforcement envoys were furious, and they chased him more quickly, but soon someone noticed something was wrong, and He Laosi's face became more and more red, as if he was about to bleed.

What a terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power!

"No, he will choose to blew himself up!"

A gray-haired law enforcement envoy screamed in surprise, and turned around in shock, wanting to leave, but it was too late.

There was a loud bang, and he saw a bright red light, as if he was in warm water, and then his consciousness was blurred, and he didn't know anything...

Breaking the rules of Mangshan, but will be sucked out of the soul, and instead of going through such pain, it is better to be wiped out and die together with the enemy.

Originally this was just a small episode, the death of a few monks in the Condensation Stage was not worth mentioning, but at this moment in this open space, the old monsters in the Nascent Soul Stage had their own ghosts and their hearts were full of greed. It is silent, but the balance is very fragile, just like a taut string.

No one knows when it will be broken, and He Laosi's approach just broke this delicate balance. A certain old monster who couldn't hold back suddenly thought of Lin Xuan and rushed over: "Boy, take the longevity pill. give me!"

(End of this chapter)