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"I am the leader of Qishan Sect."

"I am the third strongest person in the world."

"I am Qiu Pingfan."

Qiu Pingfan's eyes patrolled the entire venue, and there was no terrifying pressure that was shocking and forced to avoid.

Some are just those words of extremely confident and a look that no one dares to look at them.

"Is it you, you, or you?" Qiu Pingfan's finger finally stopped on the face of the elder of the Lanyue Pavilion, "Do you dare to question?"

Wherever his eyes fell, any elder would lower his head, wherever his fingers fell, which elder would calm down, and wherever his voice drifted to, all the silent!

The hall, which was extremely boiling before, was silent at this time, and the needles could be heard.

The last person Qiu Pingfan refers to was the elder of Lanyue Pavilion who was in trouble, and the greedy man who intended to overthrow him and break the thousand-year rules of Qishan Sect and get benefits from it.

"Qiu Pingfan, don't be too arrogant. Even if you are powerful and strong, you are just a person after all, you are not a saint, and you are not a god!" The elder of Lanyue Pavilion shouted for himself: "You dare to be so arrogant if you violate the rules. In the event of public anger, no matter how strong you are, you must step down!"

"oh?"

Qiu Pingfan glanced at him and said, "I have never known many people who have succeeded as the sect leader. But I have never seen anyone who has truly achieved it. Of course, people are impermanent and flowers are blooming. No matter how powerful I am, I cannot always sit in this position. I will always leave one day, but I believe that the reason for my departure will definitely not be because of you."

The elder of Lanyue Pavilion widened his eyes and his face turned red. He wanted to say something to refute, but found that he had nothing to say.

All this he carefully planned, including the fuel of many elders in the palace, was directly destroyed and disintegrated under Qiu Pingfan's few words that seemed arrogant but actually made people unable to find any faults.

No one dared to oppose Qiu Pingfan because when he was still following the rules, he was Qiu Pingfan and the leader of Qishan Sect. But when he no longer cared about the so-called rules, he was the third strongest person in the world. There were not many people in the entire Qishan Sect who were qualified to fight him, let alone defeat him.

Although these elders were willing to blush with Qiu Pingfan in terms of interests, they could distinguish between importance and importance.

Since Qiu Pingfan was really angry, they had no choice but to bow their heads.

This is the leader of Qishan Sect.

This is Qiu Pingfan’s confidence in being the third in the martial arts list!

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Wushen Tower.

Inside the palace.

Bai Yang walked in slowly, feeling the waves of surrender and the recognition of the entire palace for him. This feeling of returning home gave him an illusion, as if he was really the king of this place, and the monsters that surrendered to the ground were his people.

"This is the power of the Prison Clan's King's Ring." The master sighed: "It's just a thought that can make the monsters surrender. Now you are regaining a group of powerful and bloodthirsty thugs for no reason. If you can bring these guys to the outside world, you may be able to wipe out many so-called sects with just one of the ancient creatures."

The monsters here are more powerful in the Tianyuan realm, which may be even stronger than the heads of the outside world's sects. If Bai Yang can really take them away from here, let alone destroying some sects, even if he wants to make bigger plans, he still has the capital.

When Hua Bieqing saw this incredible scene, she was shocked and said, "How did you do it? Why do these monsters kneel down to you?"

Of course, Bai Yang could not tell him about the prison clan Wang Jie, but he just casually found an excuse and said: "Maybe this group of monsters felt other auras. After all, many powerful martial arts masters have been here before. If they feel the aura of those powerful martial arts masters and choose to avoid the battle, it is also necessary."

After hearing this explanation, although Hua Bieqing still had questions in his heart, he could not think of other possibilities. He had to believe this ridiculous statement for a moment and said strangely: "This group of monsters was still in sleep before, but after you came, it seemed like they had encountered something terrible... Forget it, since these monsters had no intention of attacking, it just helped us."

"How?" Bai Yang asked, "How can you get it?"

At this time, Ye Huayan walked up and first squeezed his eyes at Bai Yang. The meaning was obviously to say, boy, you cheated Hua Bieqing, you can't deceive me! Then she said, "We defeated the monster in front of the bronze gate, and the things inside have been weathered with time."

"How could this happen?" Bai Yang was stunned for a moment, then walked to the bronze gate, and saw the treasures inside that had lost all their spirituality. He stayed for a while, and then said: "If this is the case, no one can guarantee that the treasures in the gates behind would not turn into waste."

"The spaces in these gates change with the level of the treasures stored."

At this time, Lin Yuanjun appeared outside the palace gate, and there was a reluctant bamboo next to him.

Bai Yang turned around and saw Zhu Yuanyuan's appearance. He guessed Lin Yuanjun's temper. He was afraid that the two of them had some conflicts, but he did not ask.

Linyuan Jun walked up and looked at the gates and the monsters in front of them, explaining: "As you can see, the strength of these monsters represents how precious the gates they guard are. The more precious the gates are, the more precious the treasures they protect are. The flow of time in those truly precious things is extremely slow, and if properly maintained, they will at least maintain tens of thousands of years in normal time. The flow of time in the bronze gate is normal. Even if properly preserved, those treasures that are easy to wield their spirituality will be difficult to withstand the destruction of time. Now that thousands of years have passed, most of them have naturally become waste."

Hearing Lin Yuanjun's analysis so accurate or so clear, Hua Bieqing frowned and said, "Who are you?"

From the beginning, he has always wondered who this man in tattered armor is.

It would be fine if the cultivation level could not be seen clearly, but the whereabouts were also extremely strange and mysterious. When she just passed through the Sea of ​​Cui Bodhi, Hua Bieqing did not see Linyuan Jun. At the same time, even the bamboo disappeared from afar. These suspicious points forced Hua Bieqing to doubt whether Linyuan Jun was some indigenous powerful man who had infiltrated it.

However, just as Hua Bieqing was suspicious, Ye Huayan said: "This person is from our Xuanjian Sect. He is not much different from Mou Tianci. He is considered a killer move, but there was no place to appear before."

Ye Huayan's explanation was just right, not only to relieve the siege, but also to let Hua Bieqing's doubts dissipate a lot. Since he was from the Xuanjian Sect, he stopped asking anything and said, "Since those monsters no longer resist now, it is better for us to look at each gate, and there will definitely be treasures that have not yet rotted."

A disciple said, "But even so, look at the bronze gate, everything is piled up like a mountain. With the storage rings that we carry with us, we are afraid we can't take many."

Bai Yang said: "How much you get depends on your luck. The consequence of greed is to hold yourself to death."

Hearing Bai Yang's words were not so polite, the disciple blushed and his eyes were a little ashamed and annoyed, but he had no resentment.

This also proves that this person has a good heart.

Bai Yang paid a little attention to this person and found that he was a disciple of the Mingxue Sect in the Pole of Xixuan. He thought to himself: "The Mingxue Sect is in a dangerous place and the environment is extremely harsh. Every disciple is extremely simple. I think this person is also the pure benign person who has not yet been involved in distracting thoughts."

The current environment in the world of cultivation is nothing more than the prey of the weak and the intrigue. Except for hidden sects like Mingxue Sect, basically, even if the disciples of the sect practice are very poor, they all practice very good and insidious methods, because only in this way can they not be eaten by others.

Mingxue Sect is located in the snowy mountains in the Xixuan Pole, almost closed. Everyone in the mountains is obsessed with cultivation, but there is not much intrigue. Perhaps only that kind of place can cultivate such simple disciples.

Seeing the touch in Bai Yang's eyes, the disciple of Mingxue Sect was a little confused.

At this time, Hua Bieqing said: "How much can you get depends on your luck, but the number of storage rings is not enough, so this kind of thing can still be solved."

"Could it be that Senior Brother Hua is ready?" Bai Yang was surprised this time.

Storage rings can only be carried with you. If you prepare a large number of storage rings, it means that Hua Bieqing must have a small bag on her body.

But now he has empty hands and no external objects on his body. Where are those storage rings placed?

Seeing Bai Yang's surprised eyes, Hua Biqing's mouth curled, and she didn't seem to expect that Bai Yang would show a surprised expression. Then he turned his palms and seemed to be connecting some special space in his long sleeves. Many storage rings fell out with his movements, which shocked everyone with a dull expression!

"Is this the power of blood?"

Ye Huayan was knowledgeable and could see at a glance that Hua Bieqing was not using ordinary space techniques, but a strange force that affected the space. Therefore, these storage rings that could not be stored in the cutting space would be kept in the wide sleeves and safely carried.

Hua Bieqing nodded and said, "This is the power of my bloodline, which can affect the space in a small range."

"It's actually the bloodline of space. The power of this kid's bloodline is really special." When the master heard Hua Bieqing's words, he also had a strange meaning in his voice: "Influencing space with the power of bloodline is different from directly using true qi to influence space. One is to destroy or preserve the space, and the other is to communicate directly with the space and do many things that people imagine."

"For example, his storage rings seem to be hidden in his wide sleeves, but in fact, they have built a space passage with somewhere, which is where he stores the storage rings."

After hearing the Lord's explanation, Bai Yang's confusion was relieved, but he became a little more afraid of Hua Bo's love.

A person who can control space at any time and can even do something incredible like a thousand miles to obtain things is indeed worthy of fear.

"With these storage rings, it should be enough to empty the treasures here." Hua Bieqing dispersed the storage rings. The cost of these rings alone was a huge deal. It seems that Hua Bieqing had long expected that so many storage rings would be used in this Martial God Tower. In other words, he had long expected that there would be such treasures in the Martial God Tower.

"The preparations are all." Lin Yuanjun smiled and took a ring flying from the air. Zhu on one side glanced at him from a distance, with a cold expression.

Seeing these two people who were very disagreeable, Bai Yang smiled helplessly, holding the storage ring in his hand and was about to walk deep into the palace, but at this moment, he heard a very familiar smile from outside the palace.

"Everyone, I don't know how to find treasures, I'm very sad."

Bai Yang and Hua Bieqing turned their heads at the same time and looked at the palace gate, but saw a figure in purple clothes and a person who made Bai Yang very familiar with slowly walked into the palace.

"Just without trace!"

"Murong Zhen!"

Bai Yang and Hua Bieqing called out the names of the two people respectively, but they all had unexpected expressions on their faces. They didn't expect why these two people appeared here.

Ji Wuhen smiled and said, "It seems that I haven't appeared for many days, and you have forgotten me?"

"Senior Brother Ji, why bother talking nonsense with them? We have mastered the power of that thing. If we want to kill these two people, we are just taking things out of our pockets." Murong Zhen grinned, revealing his white teeth, and looked at Bai Yang and said, "I'll agree first, this guy's life must be handed over to me!"

Ji Wuhen waved his hand indifferently and said, "Although I lost to him and my fiancée is also unclear about him, I am absolutely unable to compare to your hatred for him. Of course, I am willing to give this good job to you."

Murong Zhen twisted his neck with a grim smile, looked at Ye Huayan with a gloomy face, and said, "What? I didn't expect me to come to the Martial God Tower? Don't forget that I am also a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect. When the Xuanjian Sect was promoted, I naturally have the qualification to enter the Martial God Tower to try!"

"I miscalculated!" Lin Feng shouted softly.

Ye Huayan shook her head and said, "He alone can't cause any storm. The trouble is that he actually joined forces with Ji Wuhen, and Ji Wuhen and Murong Zhen are both extremely cautious and insidious. If they are not sure, they will not be able to show up like this rashly."

"It's still Senior Sister Ye who knows me." Murong Zhen showed his white teeth and took out half of the sword's edge from his arms.

"Prajna forbidden sword?!"

Linyuan Jun Meifeng frowned, and the Zhantian Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he had encountered a powerful enemy.

At this moment, Ji Wuhen also took out half of the long sword. His part was the missing piece of the sword in Murong Zhen's hand.

These two sword tips combined into one place, which is a complete long sword!

Hearing Lin Yuanjun's somewhat solemn cry, Bai Yang knew that the origin of this sword was definitely not small, and immediately improved his guardianship.

But Hua Bieqing is not a threatening character. When he saw the two of them actually took out two pieces of broken swords, he immediately said coldly: "Do you two want to defeat me with this broken sword?"

"Senior Brother Hua, when you refused to cooperate with me that day, you should have thought that I already knew all your plans, including the eyeliner in the Martial God Tower, and I have already bribed it." Murong Zhen bounced the sword's edge, his voice full of playfulness: "Now it's time for you to taste the bitter fruit you planted."

After saying that, Murong Zhen threw the sword edge in his hand, and Ji Wuhen on one side also threw the other half. The sword edges at both ends seemed to be attracted by inexplicable power. When they were intersected in the air, dazzling light flashed, and turned into a dark red sword with strange appearance and strange thin tubes on it.

The long sword fell into Murong Zhen's hand, and the thin tubes immediately began to suck his essence and blood and began to provide him with powerful power.

"It's indeed the forbidden sword Prajna." Lin Yuanjun stopped in front of Bai Yang and whispered: "Prison King, this sword is the twelfth evil weapon on the magical weapon list, called Prajna. In our world, this sword also has another name, called Wujian Killing Tribulation."

"Is this sword sucking blood?" Bai Yang saw that the thin tubes were filled with Murong Zhen's blood, and noticed something strange.

Lin Yuanjun nodded: "The power of the forbidden sword is endless. Even if a weak cultivator is willing to provide essence and blood to the forbidden sword, the forbidden sword will give back extremely powerful power, allowing him to instantly have the ability to compete with those strong people."

Bai Yang could feel that Murong Zhen's realm was rising step by step. After almost a few breaths, Murong Zhen had already stepped into the Earth Yuan realm and continued to improve to the peak of Earth Yuan.

Hua Bieqing shouted coldly, and the true qi armor transformed by the immortal spirit appeared again. He rushed towards Murong Zhen, and made a move, with a seven-point temptation.

But Murong Zhen felt the extremely powerful force in his body, and he felt the pleasure of venting. Seeing Hua Bieqing coming towards him, he shouted: "Good come!"

The next moment, he waved the forbidden sword in his hand, swept Hua Biqing out with one sword like a rag pocket, and directly penetrated the top of the palace. A beam of sunlight sprinkled from the hole, and some gravel fell on the ground. But Murong Zhen laughed wildly, stepped on the ground with one foot, and rushed towards Bai Yang with his sword, "Bai Yang, you didn't expect that I would have such an adventure and be able to get help from a magical tool? Today is your death, so take a taste of the despair of death!"

The arrogant words proved the supreme power of the forbidden sword Prajna, the twelfth-ranked magic weapon. Bai Yang only felt the murderous intent coming to his face. Before Lin Yuanjun could remind him, he pulled out the Qingtian Xueluo, and was excited to fight. He swept out with one sword. He took action with no room for Xuanyue Yantian Sword.
Chapter completed!