The head of a faction has a supreme status in the sect, and the secrets that can be seen are far beyond the comparison of ordinary disciples.

Yang Nan was extremely curious about the origin of Jiuzhou, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, the spiritual energy in the world actually originated from seven huge spiritual veins, but it is the first time I have heard of it, if something happens to these seven spiritual veins, then the world will not be in chaos?"

Ling Chong snorted proudly and said: "There are only a handful of people in this secret world who know, if I don't read all the classics and read the historical classics, I really don't know this secret, but you can rest assured, the aura of the world is divided into seven elements, although it is called seven, but in fact, it is like a cloud and fog, formless and substantial, and it is also huge and incoherent, as ubiquitous as this air, who can have this ability to destroy the seven spirits?"

Yang Nan shook his head and said: "The world is unpredictable, the seven spirits are the foundation of the human world, presumably the demons of the demon world must be destroyed and willing, there are endless miraculous treasures in this world, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no trouble in the future." ”

Ling Chong's face was full of disbelief, she didn't believe that anyone in this world could collect the world's spiritual energy, even the powerful immortals couldn't do it!

Yang Nan also knew that this matter was too ridiculous, so he just laughed, and the ten rings in Taichung were fighting fiercely at this time, and Ling Chong, who was looking strong while chatting, suddenly frowned and said in surprise: "Senior brother, look, the magic sword in that person's hand is so strange!

Yang Nan was stunned, knowing that the magic weapon that could be seen by Ling Chong must not be ordinary, he raised his eyes, and saw that among the ten venues, a young Taoist priest with a thin figure and a cold face was swinging a blue magic sword in his hand, slashing the Fu Crane released by the Fu Sect disciples who were against him to pieces!

This blue magic sword is faintly shining, the majesty is hidden but not revealed, and the brilliance is hidden but not revealed, and it seems to be an immeasurable sea in the vagueness, containing an infinite power!

It's just that the owner of the blue magic sword doesn't want to urge the power of the divine sword, so although the Fu Sect disciples who are against him are retreating, they are not defeated for a while.

Yang Nan's heart froze, and he beckoned to call the shrimp leader with a roster of flowers on the side, and said lightly: "In the third ring, who is the person holding the blue sword?"

The shrimp commander was seeing that he was famous, and after hearing this, he looked through the roster and said with a smile: "Master, that person is a disciple of the Nine Swords Sect, and his name is not far away, and the enemy against him is Changkong, a disciple of the Qingyun Palace of the Fu Sect. “

The Nine Swords Sect is an unknown branch of the Bing Sect, but Qingyun Palace is a major faction of the Fu Sect, and the disciples of the Bing Sect beat the Fu Sect disciples back and forth, and the shrimp commander naturally saw his eyebrows fluttering, but because Ling Chong was also in front of him, he didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Yang Nan's mind turned, and a pair of starry eyes suddenly released a cold color, and he sneered: "What a Nine Sword Gate! What a long way to go! What a Yang Lan! It turns out that he not only hit Xiao Ru, but also hit me!"

The shrimp commander was stunned and said, "Master, is there anything wrong with this Wuyao?"

Ling Chong also said with a blank face: "Although this Wuyao hand is powerful, what does it have to do with Yang Lan?"

Yang Nan saw that the two of them were puzzled, and sighed lightly and said: "Confucianism is unified, there will be a true sect to disturb, under a hard battle, we narrowly won, only to avoid a civil strife, I thought that only Confucianism encountered this kind of thing, today I saw this Wuyao, only to know, it turned out that the Three Sects Conference Jinping Mountain had long been calculated by Yang Lan, how could a declining Nine Sword Sect come out of such a powerful disciple? How could such a powerful magic weapon come from, and actually defeated three great masters of the Dao Sect one after another?"

Ling Chongxiu frowned, clenched his small fists and said, "In this case, I will go down and capture this Wuyao to understand!"

The civil strife in the Styx River has made Ling Chong's heart anxious, at this time, seeing this unknown origin of Wu Yao, he is even more eager to try, Yang Nan shook his head and said: "There are many monks on Jinping Mountain today, in my opinion, there are spies infiltrating the land of the three sects, this Wu Yao came to participate in the Daomen Talent Ceremony, someone must echo him, junior sister does not need to be anxious, and first see how many of his comrades before making plans." ”

Ling Chong hurriedly said: "Senior brother, this Wuyao is a spy, if he waits, if he wins a hundred battles, becomes a Taoist Tianjiao, and then uses a means to become a Taoist master, what should it be?"

The Taoist master is a real person, which is very important, if it is taken away by the people sent by Yang Lan, how can the Daomen still command the order?

Yang Nan waved his hand and smiled: "Don't worry, let him win first, since Yang Lan is playing wishful thinking, I want to see if this Wuyao and his accomplices can beat you and me, even if he is stronger than you and me, the Daomen saint will never admit that he is in charge of the real person, why should the senior sister be afraid?"

While the two were talking, Wu Yao had won more than 80 games in a row, and every Taoist priest who came to the stage to challenge, whether it was a flying sword, a magic weapon, a talisman paper, a mechanism, or a formation formation, was broken one by one under his blue divine sword, and he had to retreat.

Wu Yao's thin face was indifferent, as if he was not happy to win at all, and this bearing was even more different from many Daomen disciples.

Yang Nan noticed Wu Yao, and more carefully observed the strangeness of the fighters in the ten arenas, and sure enough, he made a great discovery, in addition to Wu Yao, a disciple of the Corpse Sect and a disciple of the Law Sect were also hiding their cultivation, winning dozens of games in a row without being defeated!

The disciples of the corpse sect were crisscrossing in Taizhong, a fierce and strange yin power was vicious and vicious, a pair of tokens in their hands were shrouded in black clouds, and the tokens were slapping and rolling, and the Taoist priests who were enemies of him were all forced to retreat again and again by this terrible death qi, and the spells used were broken one after another.

Under the order of a pair of black demons, although the Taoist priests did not die after being defeated, they either had their magic weapons destroyed or their arms were broken and fractured, which looked so miserable!

Yang Nan frowned, and Sen Ran sneered: "This Taoist priest's poisonous methods can obviously be completely defeated, but he has to make others bruised and embarrassed!"

Ling Chong looked at the heavy yin aura on the disciple of the corpse sect, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, this person's cultivation seems to be a long-lost miraculous skill, called the Netherworld Tribulation Skill, after the completion of this skill, it is said that the death qi is extremely heavy, and the yin is very strong, like a ghost meditation cultivation, yin and poison are difficult to be, plus he is a human body, the Daomen restraint technique does not work for him, it is really a little weird." ”

As he spoke, the black order in the hands of the disciples of the Corpse Sect was closed, like two palms of great friends, smashing the opponent's giant beast to pieces, and the disciples of the Organ Sect who were the enemy of him were shocked and retreated, and when they were about to release another Organ Beast, a sinister smile appeared on the zombie-like face of the disciple of the Corpse Sect, and the two black clouds passed, and the hands and feet of the disciples of the Organ Sect were broken, and they fell on the stage screaming again and again!

If it weren't for Yang Nan's strict order not to hurt people's lives, the disciples of this organ sect would have died a long time ago, the body of the Taoist disciple has always been fragile, after being broken limbs, the pain into the bone marrow, life is worse than death, the call is terrifying, the sect master of the organ in the distance stepped forward to hug his disciple, all of them were angry, but they couldn't say a typo.

Seeing that the frost on the face of the little master was getting thicker and thicker, the shrimp commander hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Master, find out, this Taoist priest who practices corpses is called Ghost Corpse, and he is a disciple of the Walking Corpse Sect, he was originally just a beginner cultivator of the Grandmaster, but somehow, he suddenly became so powerful!"

"The Walking Corpse Gate?" Yang Nan shook his head and sneered, the so-called walking corpse is a technique to drive the corpse back to his homeland for a foreign guest in the world, the techniques practiced by the Walking Corpse Gate are all below the third rate, and its sect has no reputation in the cultivation world at all, this ghost corpse is far superior to the great master of the Dao Sect, can there be such a character in the Walking Corpse Gate?

Ling Chong also knew that this ghost corpse and Wuyao also had an unknown origin, and said with a grin: "What a guy with a black heart and poisonous hands, since they have broken the hands and feet of dozens of Taoist disciples, I will return them as they are, senior brother, how can Yang Lan's subordinates have my Taoist characters to help?"

Yang Nan nodded, and said in a deep voice: "There are too many branches of the Daomen, there are countless hidden masters, and it is not uncommon for Yang Lan to gather a few powerful people, the Confucian True Sect is willing to serve him, and what is the point of the Taoist Sect sending a few internal thieves? If I think correctly, at this time, I am afraid that even at the Buddhist Seal Senior Brother's discussion of the scriptures, there are a group of senior monks who debate the scriptures and discuss the Tao with him, and the witty words and Zen machine ......."

Ling Chong frowned and said: "The masters of the three sects are like clouds, Yang Lan actually dares to send someone to send him to death, he really regards my three sects as nothing!"

After Yang Nan saw the power of the Zhenzong master, he knew that the characters under Yang Lan were extraordinary, and they should not be underestimated, and he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, if Yang Lan wanted to seize power, the number of people sent would inevitably be too small, this sign was like disrupting rather than seizing power, did he want to delay time?

Yang Nanzheng was thinking about it, and a hundred Daomen wizards had been decided in the ten rings, and each Taoist priest had won hundreds of games in a row, and he was among the top 100 Dao masters.

The shrimp commander stepped forward and reminded: "Master, the hundred masters have been decided, can you announce the start of a new round of competition now?"

Yang Nan was about to find out the enemies hidden in the shadows one by one, and nodded when he heard this: "You go down and order them to start, however, notify the heads and elders of all factions, pay close attention to the competition in the field, if anyone dares to kill him, there will be no mercy!"

Yang Nan raised his eyes and saw the hundred Taoist disciples with different expressions standing dozens of zhang away, and began to look carefully, these hundred Daomen masters are all great grandmaster-level cultivators, the disciples of the Bing Sect and the Law Sect account for forty percent, and the disciples of other branches account for sixty percent!

The disciples of the two sects of the Art of War can recognize it without Yang Nan's distinction, if there is an enemy, they must be hidden in those branches, Yang Nan not only saw Xiu Yuan and the others, but also saw the Wuyao and the ghost corpse holding the blue sword!

Ling Chong was also watching the difference between the hundred masters, and turned around and said blankly: "Senior brother, these hundred masters are cultivating my Dao Sect techniques, and there is no way to distinguish between the enemy and me, you see, there are more than a hundred Taoist priests standing behind Wu Yao and the ghost corpses, could it be their helpers?"

Yang Nan shook his head and said: "There are only hundreds of people, how dare they come to my Taoist grand meeting to make trouble? In my opinion, in addition to Wuyao and ghost corpses, there must be powerful people who have not shown up! Senior sister, when the three Daomen Tianjiao are decided, you will know which one is our enemy!"