readx;?‘ The Medicine 'Gu Sect and the Southern Saint Sect monks came to the north of Fengqiao Town at the same time, and the tens of thousands of Fengqiao Town monks who were onlookers naturally set their sights on the powerful Southern Saint Sect. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Southern Saint Sect Master Tang Xiong was dressed in a fiery red brocade robe, standing proudly on the golden plate flying magic weapon, looking down on all the monks, as the strongest person in the immortal cultivation realm of Fengqiao Town, he had a majestic momentum in his gestures.

Behind him, in addition to the first cadre of the Southern Saint Sect, there were also the Southern Saint Third Young Shang Junyi and others, and then there were nearly fifty 'Jing' Ying disciples in the late stage of Qi cultivation, both in terms of quantity and the level of equipment, they were obviously much higher than the 'Medicine' Gu Sect, and even the scattered cultivators of Fengqiao Town below were ashamed and envious.

"Sect Master Tang, don't come to harm?" Zhao Yuanzhen, the sect master of the 'Medicine' Valley, twisted his beard in his hand and hugged his fist from afar.

Tang Xiong snorted coldly, his sharp gaze swept across the green 'jade' fan flying magic weapon, and finally his divine sense was fixed on Ye Ling, who was in a moon-white satin robe, and a spiritual pressure from a strong foundation was pressed.

Ye Ling was taken aback, it seemed that this Tang Xiong, as the sect leader of a faction, was very vindictive, he hurriedly immersed most of his mind into the 'jade' pendant of the Immortal Mansion, not afraid of Tang Xiong's spiritual pressure, he still stood upright, as if he didn't realize it.

Sect Master Zhao was slightly stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that Tang Xiong's divine sense was different, and hurriedly let out the aura of the seventh layer of the foundation, blocking in front of Ye Ling, resisting the spiritual pressure, and sending out a divine thought very worriedly: "How is it?

"No! Disciple is very good. Ye Ling said lightly, looking at the golden plate magic weapon flying from the south, his eyes were filled with coldness!

Southern Saint Sect Master Tang Xiong's heart froze, his face was uncertain, after he put pressure on Ye Ling, he thought that he would be pressed and suffered internal injuries, at least his qi and blood would surge, spurting blood. Who knows, suddenly there was a feeling that his divine sense had failed, which made Tang Xiong puzzled.

Sect Master Zhao also glared at Tang Xiong angrily, the disciples of the two sects met at the Great Competition of Qi Cultivation Disciples in Fengqiao Town, creation and transformation are up to fate, life and death are up to the sky, and it is not his turn to be the master of a sect, a strong man at the peak of the ninth layer of the foundation, to secretly stumble and oppress a junior.

"Apprentice, most of Shang Junyi's heart curses were forcibly lifted by Tang Xiong, you have to be more careful!"

Sect Master Zhao said in a deep voice, he had also heard his personal disciple Zuo Boming report on the situation in the Grand Canyon, and knew that Ye Ling had knocked Cao Zhen and Shang Junyi and others the bamboo pole in the name of treatment. Now, as a tribute, he also swept around the 'Jing' Ying disciples of the Southern Holy Sect with his divine sense, and when he discovered this situation, his face was 'worried'.

"Well, the disciple understands. "Ye Ling's 'look' is still Gujing without 'waves', rushing and indifferent, and he can't see any joy or anger, and at the same time, he also sees through Tang Xiong's character, protecting his shortcomings, being despicable, and dying to save face.

Because forcibly breaking the heart curse on others must consume vitality, and the cost is very great. For the sake of the glory of their Southern Saint Sect, Tang Xiong was able to do a little here, which was not easy.

The monks of the two sects dismounted from the flying magic weapons and each came to the other eight rings outside the main ring.

Each ring represents a fairy 'gate'.

According to the practice of Fengqiao Town's Qi Cultivation Disciple Dabi, whether it is a casual cultivator or a family disciple present, if they want to worship which immortal 'gate', they will go to which ring to fight, and finally each will decide the strongest one, go to the main ring to compete for the top five rankings, and issue the ultimate reward of Dabi Zhuji Dan.

The disciples of the five major sects in Fengqiao Town are different, they must go to a fixed ring to fight, which is also a commitment of the sect to the above immortal 'gate', and has the responsibility of sending outstanding talents to the immortal 'gate'.

Therefore, the monk of the 'Medicine' Valley Sect stood under the ring of the Tiandan Immortal's 'Gate', while the monk of the Southern Saint Sect went to the ring of the 'Gate' of the Golden Pavilion Immortal.

Ye Ling's gaze kept an eye on the strong men gathered near the Tiandan Immortal 'Gate' ring, and suddenly found a slim 'jade' figure, which was particularly conspicuous under the encirclement of the servants of the family.

Lu Xinmei also saw Ye Ling, and the two smiled at each other.

"Ye Daoyou, my little sister doesn't dare to compete with you for the first place in this fight, but when the time comes to compete for the last strong man outside the main competition, please also ask Ye Daoyou to help me!"

Lu Xinmei winked at Ye Ling's big watery eyes, and her smiling divine sense transmitted.

It turned out that in the end, the main ring competed for the top five rankings, and the number of ten people had to be gathered, in addition to the nine rings, there was also a vacancy for a competitive place, and this place was fought for by strong people other than the champions.

As a Dan Xiu, Lu Xinmei not only wanted to worship the Tiandan Immortal 'Gate', but also thought that she was not the opponent of her old friend Ye Ling, so she had to deign to compete for the last vacant place, which was expected to compete for the top five rankings in the final competition.

Ye Ling nodded seriously, knowing her intentions very well: Lu Xinmei had made up her mind not to compete with him for the Heavenly Pill Immortal 'Gate' master, but asked him to help her and remove obstacles along the way.

This is also a kind of 'exchange' between him and Lu Xinmei, or a tacit understanding.

As for the junior brothers and sisters like Zuo Boming and Xie Xiang around him, Ye Ling doesn't have a deep relationship with them, so he doesn't have to let them when competing for the master. What's more, with their strength, they don't have the qualifications to 'trade' with Ye Ling at all, and they can't grab the top five positions in the main ring.

It didn't take long for the Yuncang Sect's Cloud Regiment's magic weapon and the lotus leaf magic weapon ridden by the 'female' cultivator of the Fengchi Sect to fly in one after another, standing under the ring of the Earth Xuan Immortal 'Gate' and the Youyue Immortal 'Gate' respectively.

The one who led the 'female' cultivator of the Fengchi Sect was the second-generation disciple of the foundation building period of the 'Gate' of the Youyue Immortal, which made people can't help but look sideways.

Xie Xiang also looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Most of the people who compete for the 'door' of Tiandan Immortal are the 'medicine' shops in Nanchengfang City, Fengqiao Town, the shopkeepers and men of the Chamber of Commerce, and there are many low-cost casual cultivators to join in the fun, in fact, there are not many people who can really fight in the ring!"

Zuo Boming nodded yes, looked at the sky, and said expectantly: "Hehe, let's go to the ring to compete, the inner 'gate' disciples and outer 'gate' disciples of this sect will also come to cheer, but they came late from the 'gate' faction teleportation array to Fengqiao Town." ”

"Wow, we can't embarrass the 'sect' faction, we have to compare the scattered cultivators of Fengqiao Town with the family monks!" Xie Xiang said proudly.

Ye Ling was not interested in the disciples of this 'Gate' coming to shout and cheer, he continued to quietly spread his divine sense, looking for a strong person who could be valued around the Tiandan Immortal 'Gate' ring.

"I don't know if the local ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, and evil cultivators are interested in the Tiandan Immortal 'Gate'? However, so far I haven't found the monks from the Rakshasa Valley, so I guess they all went to the 'Gate' of the Wooden Puppet Immortal or the 'Gate' of the Spirit Rune Immortal. ”

Ye Ling was secretly thinking in his heart, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw the figures of Meng Chang and Sun Erhu looking around in the crowd, and immediately sent their divine thoughts to them.

Meng and Sun hurriedly turned around, and finally squeezed through the crowd, and rushed at the senior brothers and sisters of this 'door', and finally came to Ye Ling.