The Lord of Xiaomingzhou touched his beard and smiled, glanced at the thirty people behind Sao Jinsheng and Mie, and raised his eyebrows and said, "I wonder which genius in your Xiaozhou is participating in the war?"

Immediately, the Lord of Xiaoming covered his mouth with his hands in an exaggerated manner, and smiled like a flower: "Haha, look at my mouth, I really shouldn't ask this question. ([       [        [           [                                                                         

Including Yan Lan, everyone in Wuzhou stared at the man pointed at by Xiaomingzhou.

Yan Lan saw that the man was wearing a monk's robe with his right shoulder exposed, with a bald head and a wide face, a gloomy face and an eagle-like gaze.

Especially the eight fists-sized Buddhist beads hung around their necks, which look particularly alternative, like a demon monk.

"This person is like a Buddhist monk, but he is not as peaceful as Brother Wuse, but he is full of a sense of hostility. It seems that this person should have several methods, not a simple person."

Yan Lan immediately made a judgment in her heart.

Cang Cang pouted, approached Wuse a little, and whispered: "Brother Wu, that person seems to be with you!"

Wuse smiled and said, "The path he walked is much wider than that of the little monk."

When Yan Lan heard this, he nodded. It seemed that Wuse also believed that the man had practiced other methods in addition to practicing Buddhism.

Jin Sheng Ximi narrowed his eyes and then smiled and said, "I am so murderous, I am just so fierce. It seems that the Lord of Xiaomingzhou is very sure this time."

The Lord of Xiaomingzhou stroked his beard and smiled and said, "You have some, there are some, at least there is no problem in entering the top four. I don't know if the candidate of the Lord of Wuzhou can enter the top sixteen!"

Jin Sheng Xi Mie smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this."

The Lord of Xiaomingzhou smiled and shook his head and said, "Xiaozhou is indeed a Xiaozhou. He really doesn't even dare to expose the candidates for the battle. Look at us, how generous."

Jin Sheng Shi Mie glanced at Yan Lan, and Yan Lan nodded at him.

Jin Sheng Shi Mie pondered for a while and said, "I didn't expect that the Lord of Xiaomingzhou looked down on our Xiaozhou monks so much. In order to earn some face, it's okay to tell you. Anyway, you also think that we can't even enter the first sixteen. He is the one who participates in the war in this state."

The forbidden attack and death point to Yan Lan.

Yan Lan raised his eyes, his expression was cold and resolute, and his heart was quiet.

The cultivators of Xiaomingzhou looked in the direction pointed by the Forbidden Sheng and Destruction.

Immediately, their expressions became suspicious.

Even the participant who was like a demon monk had his eyes like a demon. He looked at Yan Lan, and then a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to everything around him.

The Lord of Xiaomingzhou shook his eyebrows a few times and grinned, "Oh, what should I say? Is it true that you really lack talents in Wuzhou? Or do you have self-knowledge and know that Xiaozhou cannot get a good ranking, so just get someone to come and make up the numbers."

Then the Lord of Xiaomingzhou shook his head and sighed: "Tsk tsk, I don't think you are stupid, but I feel a pity for this young monk who participated in the war. Don't you know that the war between King Wu has always been a battle of life and death, and this young monk is afraid he will return without his life."

Yan Lan looked at the Lord of Xiaomingzhou, and there was no sympathy in his eyes, all of which was pride and ridicule.

The Lord of Xiaomingzhou said that he didn't think that the people in Wuzhou were stupid, but in fact he was calling them stupid.

Jin Sheng Ximi's eyes turned cold and he sneered: "Why did the Lord of Xiaomingzhou say this?"

The Lord of Xiaomingzhou pretended to be suspicious and said, "I think this little guy's life wheel is only nineteen years old. A little guy who is less than twenty years old will be shocked even if he has the ability to achieve the first stage of divine division."

"However, this little guy in this subject actually reached the Four-Destination God Distribution Stage, which was really shocked. I have to say that this boy is the most evil person I have ever seen in a thousand years."

"Maybe you have been in Wuzhou for too long and even God can't stand it anymore. I've given you a peerless genius. But have you been a little too anxious? If this son participates in the next Wu King's Battle for Hegemony, he may be able to achieve something. This time, he will be sacrificed and may die prematurely!"

When the Lord of Xiaomingzhou said this, even the demon monks who participated in the war could not help but open their eyes again and looked at Yan Lan.

Jin Sheng and Mie shook his head and said with a smile: "Everyone has their own ambitions, so you don't have to worry about it."

The Lord of Xiaomingzhou shook his head with regret again and sighed: "It's such a waste of resources! Young people, it's a good thing to be young, but they also have to be more brainy and not overestimate themselves. Alas, people from Xiaozhou are short-sighted."

Yan Lan smiled slightly, but no response.

In fact, Yan Lan knew that although the Lord of Xiaomingzhou was to satirize and suppress Jingwuzhou, what he said was not unreasonable.

However, Yan Lan had no time to wait. After waiting for another half a year and thirty years, he no longer knew where he had gone.

What's more, if your cultivation level reaches a certain level, your vision is already higher than the level of the war between Martial Kings.

Just like those who were the elders of the League, who were the elders in the alliance, if they participated in the Battle for King Wu’s War, they would definitely be the king.

However, their qualifications, vision, and status no longer need to participate in this level of competition.

The battle for hegemony by King Wu is destined to be suitable for those younger generations who urgently need to improve their status, have some intentions, pursue something, and are full of passion.

If he has a gray beard and has not yet made a name for himself, he will not have the right to participate in the battle for supremacy of King Wu. As a thousand years old, he will compete with juniors who are a hundred years old or even dozens of years old.

At this time, the demon monk participated in the war and said indifferently: "Master, you don't have to play the piano to the cow, let's go!"

The Lord of Xiaomingzhou nodded and smiled, and said to Yan Lan: "Little guy, remember to surrender, otherwise you will not even have a chance to make a move, and you will even lose your life."

After saying that, the people in Xiaomingzhou burst into laughter and walked away with a swagger.

The barefoot old ghost curled his lips and said, "I heard that the monks in Dazhou are arrogant and arrogant. When I saw him today, it was true. Yan Lan, listen to the essence of what they said, and abandon the dross."

Yan Lan bowed and said, "Thank you for your teachings. I understand that what your opponent says often penetrates the essence and reaches the pain point. The disciple will not be affected by it, but will only be more cautious, humble, and diligent in reflection."

The barefoot old ghost waved his hand and said, "Haha, the words are heavy, the words are heavy, the old ghost I mean, take what they say as an inspiration. With Yan Lan's talent, in thirty years, how can you take King Wu's battle for hegemony seriously?"

After everyone in Wuzhou nodded, although the last sentence of the barefoot old ghost was arrogant, it was not too much to put it on Yan Lan.

Zhao Yanlan's terrifying cultivation level and incredible talent, his cultivation level in thirty years may reach the third level that is thirty years later - the Nirvana Realm.

Such a cultivator has to curry favor with even the royal family of the Lion Kingdom, so he has to participate in the war of the Martial King.

Lu Sheng nodded and said, "The bastards in Xiaomingzhou are clearly calling us ignorant and stupid, overestimating our abilities. In fact, they are the ones who are truly ignorant, because they don't even know the true strength of Yan Lan, so they draw conclusions and look down on everything. What is this kind of arrogance that knows oneself but does not know the enemy? " (To be continued.)
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