"Or why we... would rather abstain from the right."

When the boy said this, Lan Mu and the other two looked at the boy in unison, their eyes becoming extremely strange.

"What are you going to do?" The young man felt a little uncomfortable when the three of them saw him and asked.

"You... are really from Qionghua, Beishan?" Lan Mu asked in confusion, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

The disciples of the Qionghua Sect in Beishan have always been famous for their bravery, and most of the disciples under their sect have a tough heart, so they can move forward in their cultivation.

Even their skills are extremely fierce.

It is said that more than a thousand years ago, the Qionghua School cast two divine weapons, which were created by yin and yang, and water and fire, and used two swords to fix the demon world. The disciples of the entire sect destroyed one demon clan to benefit all directions. However, for some reason, the head of Qionghua was angry at the gods at that time. A peerless genius refused to obey the will of heaven and turned into a demon and wanted to go against the sky. In the end, one divine weapon was destroyed, and the other divine weapon was sealed in the East China Sea together with the genius.

As a mortal, the genius of Qionghua Sect is not even afraid of the gods. It is conceivable how brave the disciples of Qionghua should be.

However, the young man in front of Lan Mu now seemed to behave a little differently from the Qionghua disciples that Lan Mu imagined.

"I, of course I belong to Qionghua. I am the second genius of Qionghua, the peerless monster Murong Zi second only to the senior brother!" Murong Zi said while patting her chest, with a confident look on her face.

"Okay, let's just think you are Qionghua's." Lan Mu was not confused about this matter, "It's about to start. If you want to abstain from the ruling, there is still a chance now."

"No, aren't you going to be together?" Murong Zi was stunned. "Look at the eyes of Li Shuangyan and Xi Laisheng, that murderous aura... They are going to be there!"

"Why do you want us to abstain from the right?" An Ning asked suddenly.

"This, this..."

"He might have thought that if Miss Lan Mu abstained the power together, it would not be so embarrassing that he, as a disciple of Qionghua, wouldn't he beggared. After all, Miss Lan Mu is the personal disciple of the head of Shushan, right?"

Yaoting asked with a smile as he looked at Murong Zi.

"This, this... is not like this. I'm for your own good, people at the level of the Five Little Saints..."

Dong!

Murong Zi's words had just come to normal, and the gong was ringed again, and the Immortal Ascension Conference began!

"Hey hey! Wait, wait a moment...Oh!"

When the gong was ringed, Lan Mu and the other two never listened to Murong Zi's explanation and rushed out directly into electric light.

"This guy... is interesting." Zhang Ziling, who was in the audience, looked at Murong Zi who was in a panic and was slightly curled up, and an inexplicable smile flashed in his eyes.

When the melee began, the scene was not as tragic as the monks imagined.

Those who followed the Five Little Saints level were watching, wanting to know what the Five Little Saints wanted to do.

In their opinion, the five little saints were too powerful and had no chance to defeat them at all, so all they could do was to stay by their side and wait for their chance to give them charity.

Without the consent of the Five Little Saints, no one dared to fight.

Originally, the monks should have displayed their magical powers to compete for the glory of the top five, but after the competition at the three five little saints, the atmosphere in the entire arena became extremely strange.

In a fear of the five little saints, the monks did not dare to take action, and completely lost the courage to compete for the top three. Even for the fourth and fifth seats, they all hoped that a little saint would like them and give them the glory.

This has to be said, it is indeed a bit sad.

This is also the reason why there are few five little saints participating in the previous Immortal Ascension Conference. It is too boring for them.

"It seems that you have the courage to come here on your own initiative." Xi Laisheng looked at An Ning rushing ahead of him, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Look at your proactive look, I will torture you less later."

"Your energy locked me as soon as you came on the field. Why didn't I come up with you on my own initiative? This would make me less passive." An Ning rushed west and smiled, and a copper coin appeared in front of her, shaking rapidly.

"Copper coins are used as qì? It's so interesting!" Xi Laisheng saw An Ning use copper coins as qì, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "You small sects are so strange. You can even use copper coins as qì. It seems that they are so poor and crazy."

Xi Laisheng smiled, but did not sacrifice his own ǔ    qì, but just snapped his fingers gently and said with a smile: "Break her legs."

After Xi Laisheng finished speaking, the four monks behind him did not dare to hesitate and rushed towards An Ning.

In their opinion, now we can only seize the opportunity to be brave enough to be a dog in front of Xilaisheng. Perhaps Xilaisheng will be happy in the future and give them the opportunity to compete for the fourth and fifth places.

After all, if there are five small saint-level existences who deliberately "take care of" them, then their hard work for the Immortal Ascension Conference will be shattered.

No one can accept such a result, and the efforts will turn into bubbles in the thoughts of others.

In the path of cultivation, we are all means to compete for resources, cheat, burn, kill, and loot... As long as we can improve our own strength, monks will do everything they can.

In the practice of cultivation, the difference between good and evil is actually almost the same.

At this Immortal Ascension Conference, it was really a soaring skyward at the five great immortals, and the price they had to pay was just a moment to become the minions of the five little saints...

They all know how to choose.

If you don't surrender, you will perish.

Looking at the four monks rushing towards him, An Ning's face changed. When she was about to activate the copper coins to defend the enemy, a sword light flashed and knocked the four people away.

"Junior sister, no one can approach you except Xilaisheng, so fight with peace of mind." Yaoting fell in front of An Ning and said softly, looking at the four monks who were lying on the ground not far ahead, with a slightly curled mouth, "Sure enough, when the pressure is greater, the clearer the blurry fragments in their minds. I really want to know how much I can completely absorb those fragments?"

"Super Immortal, you are so scary!" Yao Ting chuckled and swung four sword lights at the four cultivators.

"Help Xilai Shan!"

Bang!

The essence gold shattered, and the four monks were blown out of the ring and fell to the ground and unconscious.

The crowd was in an uproar, and many people stood up and were so excited that they couldn't even control their breath!

They didn't expect that the boy from Yizong would actually hide such power!

"It's interesting." Xi Laisheng did not take action to save the monks. In his eyes, those people were just his dogs and just needed to help him bite people. If he couldn't even do this, he might as well die.

He doesn't need waste.

"What's your name?" Xi Laisheng looked at Yaoting and asked.

But Yaoting ignored Xi Laisheng, but turned around and whispered to An Ning, and then jumped away.

Xilaisheng was once again ignored!

The audience outside the ring burst into a shocking noise, subconsciously looking in the direction where Zhang Ziling was, with strange expressions on his face.

"This Yi Zong... is crazy from top to bottom."
Chapter completed!