Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The system didn't speak, Fang Zhuo urged, "It's really a lie, then what I promised you before..."

If the code is messed up, it can be rewritten. It's a small matter, but the things the host promised before can't be lost, it's related to its life!

233 shouted anxiously, "I didn't lie to you, I didn't lie to you, there are really people above you."

Fuck, it turns out that I am a related household.

Who would have thought that after wandering around for so long, he turned out to be a master with a backing, what the hell, the little red flower before could not have been obtained based on connections.

233, "...No, all selections within the organization are absolutely fair and just."

Fang Zhuo is relieved, this little red flower is really going to be disgraceful, so don't mind.

He couldn't wait to ask, "Can you tell me who it is?"

In the false memory in my mind, there is no such a powerful character.

233 said, "I don't know."

Fang Zhuo, "..." I knew it wasn't that easy to reveal the truth.

At the Profound Realm Conference, one after another competition ended, Shen Su didn't show up for a long time, and some people couldn't sit still.

Li Lang from the Hanging Sword Gate closed his folding fan with a slam, and came to Zhao Dongnian, "I have met Master Zhao."

Zhao Dongnian stood up and returned a salute.

Li Lang didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly, "I don't know where Shen Su is now? This competition is about to start, so it's not like he ran away."

The rest of the peak masters almost stretched out their feet and kicked them.

This Li Lang looks like a talented person, gentle and gentle, but he is actually a smuggler, he likes to talk with guns and sticks, and he is especially fond of telling stories.

Instead of chasing after his sweetheart, he blamed their junior brother.

As evidenced by God, my junior has never even seen that woman.

Zhao Dongnian maintained his only demeanor, and said politely, "There are no people in my Yuan Mingzong who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but I have heard that some people, the more guilty they are, the more rampant they will be."

Li Lang smiled but did not smile, "Sect Master Zhao's words are to the point. No one in the world knows that Shen Su of Yuan Mingzong is arrogant and domineering, and he doesn't take anyone seriously."

Yin Nan drew out his sword, but was pushed back by Xu Qiubei who had been silent all this time.

Xu Qiubei saluted, and said in a low voice, "Junior Brother acts high-profile, but never takes the initiative to provoke disputes. On the contrary, there are quite a few people who always come to find fault for unreasonable reasons."

"I wonder if brother Li can tell me why."

"Because it's cheap." A voice broke in suddenly.

Fang Zhuo sat down with his little apprentice, took a sip from the teacup, his face was surprised, "Master Li, long time no see."

Li Lang was too angry to speak, so he let go of his harsh words, "Let's see."

This nonsense chatter has subsided, the difference is that the faces of the senior brothers are happy, but Li Lang's face is full of my displeasure.

I don't know what the little disciple behind him leaned over and said to him, his face became even more stinky.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and a delicate woman in a long pink dress walked out of the crowd that automatically separated.

Li Lang stood up excitedly, raised his hand, and before he could speak, he saw the woman clutching the handkerchief shyly and timidly, and secretly glanced in Fang Zhuo's direction.

The people around covered their mouths and laughed secretly, all gloating.

Suddenly there was a hand on the shoulder, Fang Zhuo was shocked, and the apprentice chuckled behind his ear, "Master has a lot of love debts, and I have heard that a female demon cultivator swore that she would not marry her in this life. "

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips, what a great injustice, this is all a peach blossom debt caused by the original owner, and has nothing to do with me.

The little apprentice hadn't finished speaking, "Master, when will you introduce me?"

Fang Zhuo tilted his head, lowered his voice and said to the little apprentice, "I only have you in my heart, not her."

Duan Lin didn't intend to move his hand away, as if swearing sovereignty.

Everyone was busy watching the play, so they didn't notice this scene, but Song Qingjian who was standing behind Zhao Dongnian was dazed and puzzled, always felt that the posture was a bit contrary, but not too overreaching.

He shook his head, the relationship between Junior Junior Brother and Junior Junior Uncle is really good, so envious.

Not long after, Fang Zhuo came on stage.

The referee lit a stick of incense and raised his hand to signal the start of the competition.

Fang Zhuo was dressed in white, his outer shirt tugged at the ground, when the breeze blew, his black hair fluttered, his whole body was filled with fairy air, and many young girls stared straight at him.

Duan Lin swept around and moved his fingers, suddenly a strong wind blew up at the venue, bringing with it dust.

Grinning men and women staring at each other, they ate a mouthful of dirt together and almost choked to death.

Fang Zhuo pointed the back of his head at his apprentice, resisted the twitching of his mouth, and looked forward lightly, "Let's start."

With a movement of Li Lang's wrist, the silver metal fan unfolded with a bang, with spikes protruding from the top of each fan bone.

Just looking at this stuff makes my scalp tingle.

Fang Zhuo had no idea, "Brother Ah San, what stage is he in becoming a god now? Can it be accurate to the decimal point?"

233 to digitize, "90.00% is eight, just two percentage points away, and we can break through."

It seems that the two are about the same level.

Fang Zhuo glanced at his dantian. Under the cultivation of his young apprentice, his spiritual power was extremely abundant, and it should not happen that he was half out of gas.

He was relieved, took out the ice edge sword and held it firmly in his hand, and made a posture of preparing for battle.

The cultivation of the two of them was higher than 90.00% of the people present, most of them couldn't see their movements and figures clearly, they could only see one silver light after another, flashing in the air.

Even so, everyone still kept their eyes on it with great interest.

People outside the arena didn't know that Fang Zhuo was only calm on the face, but he felt that something was wrong in his heart, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly fluctuated halfway through the competition.

If it was a calm lake before, it is now a huge wave rolling.

This caused his hand movements to always be a beat or two slower than before.

Fuck, it's clearly not the time to advance yet, but the Dao of Heaven is making trouble again!

Among the audience outside the venue, Duan Rin was the first to notice something was wrong.

He clenched his fists tightly and looked up at the sky. The cloudless sky gradually darkened.

Zhao Dongnian and the others also noticed the problem, stood up quickly, and shouted down, "Junior brother, stop, you are about to advance!"

Now the two can barely draw a tie, once Shen Su advances, he, Li Lang, can only be defeated.

Li Lang's eyes flashed viciously, taking advantage of the disordered aura of the other party, he struck more quickly and fiercely.

The more it was like this, the more eager the people below watched, especially the people from the Hanging Sword Gate, who shouted, "Sect Master, kill him."

When advancing, it is best to have no distracting thoughts and no one to interfere. Otherwise, the light ones will just fail in the advancement, and the severe ones will fall into the demons, and even damage the dantian, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Due to what happened to the little junior brother when he entered the advanced stage last time, several senior brothers slapped the table and stood up.

There was a sudden bang above the head, the thunder and lightning did not strike the junior brother, but struck the feet of the four peak masters in the east, west, northwest.

The meaning of Tiandao is obvious, and they are not allowed to intervene.

Seeing Fang Zhuo struggling to cope, Li Lang's eyes were filled with the pleasure of revenge.

He freed one hand and took out a soft sword.

The soft sword was extremely sharp, it just passed over Fang Zhuo's arm, leaving a bloodstain.

Fuck, fuck you hypocrite.

Fang Zhuo was in a hurry, endured the riot in the dantian, and swung the sword with all his strength, the white sword light suddenly enlarged, like a giant ax cutting towards Li Lang.

Li Lang couldn't dodge in time, the flesh on his left arm was directly cut off, and blood flowed horizontally.

Fang Zhuo took the time to turn around and shouted at Duan Lin, "You are not allowed to come over."

The way of heaven is composed of the chaotic energy from when Pangu opened up the world. The energy comes from the belief and worship of everything, and it is not inexhaustible.

The three thousand profound thunders thousands of years ago probably consumed a lot of his energy, that's why when the little apprentice advanced, he only lowered the thousand-day punishment.

Now, Tiandao should be trying to use himself to advance into danger and force Duan Rin to take action.

There are more than tens of thousands of human cultivators and demon cultivators. If all the people attack, no matter how powerful they are, they will be exhausted one day.

The original suicide note was not lost, so he could drag the Hanging Sword Conference to save the sect's face, and then take the little apprentice away.

It's not enough to breathe, Tiandao can't wait.

This is a fucking bitch.

Duan Lin's gaze fell on Fang Zhuo calmly, with thousands of emotions hidden in it, the master's sudden advancement this time was strange.

On the stage.

The competition is still going on, Fang Zhuo is suppressing the sea of ​​energy in his dantian while listening to the system to predict the opponent's moves, focusing on defense as much as possible.

There was a backlog of thunderclouds in the sky, and lightning flashed among the black clouds.

Tianlei was about to fall, Fang Zhuo was worried that it would affect the innocent, so he drew his sword and sacrificed the magic weapon, wanting to run far away.

Li Lang was fine, he threw out his soft sword, wrapped Fang Zhuo's arm tightly, and pulled him back with all his strength.

His eyes were bloodshot, he had already lost his mind, and he only wanted to repay the shame that this person had put on him twice.

"Shen Su, go to hell."

Li Lang held up the metal folding fan and decided to strike with all his strength for the last time, but he was unlucky and attracted the thunder that just fell to him.

A mouthful of blood was sprayed all over Fang Zhuo who was facing him.

Li Lang was caught off guard, and immediately fell to the ground and twitched, followed by another thunderstorm.

White lightning magnified in his pupils, and there was a sudden dull pain in his back——

The person he hated to the bone kicked him off the competition stage.

And the position where he was lying before has been torn apart.

Fang Zhuo released the restraint on the sea of ​​​​qi, and in an instant, the spiritual energy was fierce and urgent, rushing around along the veins, and there was really an illusion that he was about to explode.

He turned his head and gave the little apprentice a reassuring look, stepped on the ice edge sword, and quickly disappeared.

Duan Lin couldn't possibly stay where he was, seeing that he wanted to keep up, several peak masters in the southeast and northwest stopped him.

"It's not Xuanlei this time, brother..."

Brother-in-law and so on, in front of so many people, I really couldn't yell out, so Zhao Dongnian changed his words, "Nephew, don't worry."

"The way of heaven is full of tricks, I don't trust Shizun." Duan Lin's attitude was tough and resolute, "Master, please let me go."

One item in the cultivation world respects the way of heaven, and Zhao Dongnian became angry when he heard this, "Presumptuous, how dare you speak rudely to the way of heaven!"

Duan Lin's eyes were mocking, he stopped talking, and chased in the direction where Fang Zhuo disappeared.

Little Junior Brother's mysterious thunder last time was a bit strange, who knows if something will go wrong again this time.

Lou Xicheng was also a little worried, "Let's go and have a look."

As soon as the few members of Yuan Mingzong followed, the rest of the people naturally followed to watch the excitement, but they obviously followed the direction of Tianlei, but they still couldn't find anyone.

The sky thunder that fell this time was either a mysterious thunder or an ordinary thunder and lightning. With Fang Zhuo's current ability, there would be no problem at all.

The problem is his brain.

There are many pictures flashing in my mind, so real that people are on the scene, as if time has turned back.

Fang Zhuo knew that going on like this would lead to bad things, so he covered his head evasively.

But the more you don't want to think about it, the more and more messy pictures you have in your mind, as if someone is stuffing them in with malice.

Thunder and lightning came one after another, Fang Zhuo had more and more pictures in his mind, his heart became more and more confused, and he saw a familiar face.

Like Duan Lin, but not like it.

Who is it, who is it?

Duan Lin set up a barrier for him, and set up an illusion around the periphery, making sure that no one could break in, so he guarded his master and waited quietly for him to advance.

I don't know how long it took, but the thunderclouds suddenly rolled and became pitch black, and the whole world was darkened. Obviously, this path is very different from before.

Everyone who was searching in the forest was startled, and someone exclaimed, "Xuan Lei, it's Xuan Lei again."

"I haven't done anything harmful to nature, how can I recruit Xuanlei, and even twice in a row, I said that he, Shen Su, is not a good guy."

"I heard that he had been involved with the female demon cultivator, and he might have betrayed the teacher long ago."

"Sect Master Zhao, you have to give us an explanation."

"Yes, you have to give us an explanation today."

Zhao Dongnian couldn't explain why, and stared at Xuan Lei with a frown, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, the strength of the thunder that falls from the heavens is directly related to the good and evil of the recipient.

Yin Nan defended, "My junior brother has always been upright, if you dare to insult and slander again, don't blame me for being rude."

The sword of the master of Nanfeng is not just a joke, the timid people shut their mouths unwillingly.

At this moment, there was a soft and mocking laughter in the crowd.

"Shen Su is aboveboard?" It was a woman who spoke, wearing a long lavender dress and a veil on her face.

She strode out, tore off the veil, and in an instant, a completely different atmosphere from the surroundings dispersed.

"It's Demon Cultivator, how could I get into Demon Cultivator in the important place of my immortal sect." Someone shouted exaggeratedly and backed away again and again.

Some people have already drawn their swords and pointed at the female demon cultivator, hoping to kill them quickly.

The female devil Xiu stood enchantingly, turning a blind eye to those swords, "Do you know why I fell in love with Shen Su in the first place?"

"I was once attacked by a spirit beast, and I happened to be rescued by him. He is not only good-looking, but also has a way of killing me."

"He used a sword to scrape off the skin of that spirit beast, cut off the flesh piece by piece, and finally disassembled the body..." The female demon repaired her mouth and chuckled, "I didn't expect that you so-called The famous family is upright, killing spirit beasts is more ruthless than our demon cultivators."

"Stop trying to sow discord here." Zhao Dongnian's expression was gloomy, and he had already taken out the attack weapon.

The female demon cultivator really came here to sow discord, and she didn't intend to go back alive.

The Immortal Gate Conference is held every few decades, and the demon cultivators plan to take advantage of the powerful backing to make a good deal of it, and muddy the water that the Xuanmen Sword Sect thinks is clear first.

She glanced at Moxiu who was mixed in with other sects, she was full of confidence, and raised her finger to the sky, "Xuan Lei has explained everything."

"Yes! If Shen Su is really innocent and has no debts, then what's going on with Xuanlei!"

As soon as the voice of Moxiu mixed in the crowd came out, the people below started buzzing again, and the doubts became more and more louder.

Zhao Dongnian raised his hands high, his face darkened, "If Shen Su really misbehaved, I, Yuan Mingzong, will clean up the house."

With this sentence, the people below have nothing to say.

Seeing that the matter had calmed down, the female demon cultivator gritted her teeth and said, "I heard that no one can enter the back mountain of Wuwei Peak except Shen Su, so everyone is not curious about what's inside?"