Wen Yunlin: "It's a disciple of Qishan Sect and Chen Yaozong. It seems to be scolding someone for being ungrateful."

Qin Jincheng: "Has Chen Yaozong squeezed into the second place of the Four Great Immortal Sects?"

Wen Yunlin: "Half a year ago, a peak master of Chenyao Sect broke through to the ecstasy stage, and the sect's strength has indeed risen to a higher level. Xiyun Sect was attacked by Yan Yuan, and so many people were killed, but the Xu Yuan who was said to be in retreat The gods in the realm came to punish Yanyuan. Nanyanzong and Beisongzong were collectively manipulated by demonic energy to attack the entire demon-slaying army and were excluded by other sects. In the past year, these two sects have not been seen. The Zongmen’s Supreme Gods have left the customs, so many people believe that these Supreme Gods have fallen.”

Several high gods have not appeared in the world for more than 200 years, and the gods in the ecstasy stage are also very rare. In these years, there is only Wen Yunlin, and then there is Chen Yaozong who has just broken through to the ecstasy stage. There is also a god in the ecstasy stage, but the god has cultivated for 200 years in the army-breaking stage, and has cultivated for more than 300 years in the middle of the ecstasy stage. His face is covered with wrinkles and his hair is gray. When the East Huanzong was in a crisis situation, he came forward to frighten him, and he was practicing at other times.

Cultivating immortals can prolong the lifespan of a cultivator, which is thousands of times that of ordinary people, but it only prolongs lifespan, not immortality. Gradually grow old over time.

Therefore, if the cultivation base is advanced, but the appearance is very young, it means that he has not cultivated for too long in each realm stage, and he has broken through and prolonged his life when he was still young.

The noise in the lobby downstairs was getting louder and louder. Many tenants who had already rested pushed open the door and poked their heads out to watch.

Living next door were two young monks, who opened the door in the opposite direction to Qin Jincheng and the others. They were all taken aback for a while, and then exchanged simple greetings.

Wen Yunlin: "The two immortals haven't slept yet?"

The red-clothed fairy glanced down, and said helplessly, "Where can I sleep?"

Immortal Monarch in Black: "Both sides are disciples of the Great Immortal Sect, no one dares to stop them, so we can only endure."

Wen Yunlin: "The sound-proofing symbol has no effect?"

Two people: "..." This is not true, the main reason is that the soul of gossip is burning and out of control.

Wen Yunlin: "Why did they quarrel?"

Immortal Monarch in Red: "It seems that the monks of Chen Yaozong are cursing a person, saying that that person is the chief culprit who caused the black flames to rage in the Tanggu Valley a year ago, and that that person is a subordinate of the Great Demon of Yanshan. The spies hiding in the demon-slaying army, and then some monks from the Qishan Sect quarreled with them, maybe the person Chen Yaozong scolded was from the Qishan Sect."

Immortal Monarch in Black: "Anyone who slanders his sect for no reason and there are traitors will not be happy, let alone the Qishan sect lost a lot of people that time, and the sect's strength has not yet recovered. Chen Yaozong didn't seem to have lost many people, when the demonic energy hit, they lived on the edge of the camp and ran the fastest, the disciples of Chen Yaozong really went too far this time."

Immortal Monarch in Red: "The monks of Chen Yaozong are indeed very arrogant these days. After all, there are gods in their sect."

The lobby is still noisy, and some people have even started to fight!

Qin Jincheng moved two chairs, and brought a few bags of roasted chestnuts that he bought from the market tonight but hadn't finished eating, and sat by the door with Wen Yunlin, watching while eating.

Seeing how bold and leisurely they were, the two people next door hesitated for a moment, moved out their chairs, and exchanged two melons for their two bags of fried chestnuts.

The two immortal sects below were fighting and arguing, their voices getting louder and louder, and their long speeches were gradually reduced to just a few words.

Chen Yaozong disciple: "He is a traitor to the righteous way!"

Disciple of Qishan Sect: "You are ungrateful!"

Chen Yaozong disciple: "He is the chief culprit!"

Disciple of Qishan Sect: "You are white-eyed wolves!"

Chen Yaozong disciple: "He did it on purpose!"

Disciple of Qishan Sect: "Repay your kindness with revenge!"

Disciple of Chen Yaozong: "He has a plan!"

Disciple of Qishan Sect: "If you are capable, don't let Xianjun Qin rescue you, and burn to death in the fire!"

Qin Jinsheng:? ? ?

Are they talking about me?

Following this line of thought, Qin Jincheng listened carefully for a while, and found that the more he heard it, the more he heard it, and then he carefully looked at the people who beat him the most. Aren't they the ones he pushed out of the black flames at the beginning?

Qin Jincheng was thinking about something in his mind, and he couldn't control the strength of biting the melon. Just in the gap between the quarrel and the fighting of weapons among the people below, there was a "click", a crisp bite.

Qin Jincheng: "..."

A group of people below: "..."

Those people raised their heads in unison, only to find that the doors of several guest rooms upstairs were opened, and a row of people sat beside the wooden railing.

Seeing that the people below noticed them, some low-level casual cultivators flashed away and rushed back to the room with chairs, while some self-sufficient monks with high self-cultivation or powerful sect backers were still watching with.

Of course, the feeling of being treated like a monkey will not be any better. The disciples of Chen Yaozong were furious, but they did not dare to get angry at those monks wearing the powerful robes of the Xianzong sect. Sweeping, it soon landed on Qin Jincheng and Wen Yunlin.

Wen Yunlin deliberately lowered his own cultivation level. Since Qin Jincheng refined those black flames, his practice has been different. It is no longer the scope of human cultivation. The cultivation method is more like a cross between demon cultivation and demon cultivation. Because of his uniqueness, he doesn't have an accurate realm to define his cultivation level for the time being.

If compared in terms of strength, Qin Jinsheng's current strength can roughly be on par with the immortal venerable at the peak of the Pojun stage, and if he is fighting against the godly venerable at the stage of ecstasy... at least for now, when he is fighting Wen Yunlin, even if Qin Jinsheng goes all out, Wen Yunlin can also survive in the black flame for a long time, and he can also survive in Wen Yunlin's ice for a long time.

The battle between the two is more inclined to the test, and to improve the fighting skills in the test, without harming the life, so the comparison is not accurate.

Qin Jincheng was powerful when fighting with the black flame body, but when Qin Jincheng transformed into a human, his cultivation level still stopped at the peak of the Shadow Transformation Realm, and he was a fairy king in the eyes of others.

Right now, Qin Jincheng and Wen Yunlin seem to be lower than those people, and they are not wearing the robes of any powerful sect's disciples, so those Chen Yaozong disciples stared at them, "What are you looking at! Get out!"

After all, he directly manipulated the spirit sword and stabbed towards them!

It's a pity that before the spirit sword got close, it was covered by a layer of frost, and the surrounding area condensed into ice. Then, with a "click", as the ice shattered, the spirit sword also shattered!

"Hmm..." The Chen Yaozong disciple vomited blood instantly, the sword that was shattered by ice was actually his natal spirit sword!

Different from those other spirit weapons, the life spirit weapon is refined with the monk's own painstaking efforts. If the life spirit weapon is damaged, it will also be affected.

The natal spirit weapon integrates the power of the monk itself. If it is accompanied by the body for a long time, it can also give birth to the spirit of the weapon, and the power will be multiplied when used. If the monk has a high level of cultivation, when he summons his own natal spirit weapon, it will be amplified. Sometimes, especially those spiritual artifacts that can be called names for outsiders, basically when they are summoned, many people with low cultivation bases will panic.

But if you are fighting someone with a higher level of cultivation than yourself, it is obviously unwise to attack with your own spiritual weapon from the beginning.

This disciple of Chen Yaozong was also too self-confident. Seeing that both of them were in the Shadow Transformation Realm, he wanted to use them to vent his anger, and directly used his natal spirit sword to show his power, but he didn't expect to fall. After a big somersault, the spirit sword didn't even get close to the two of them, it just shattered into powder along with the frost.

"You, unexpectedly, destroyed my spirit sword!" The Chen Yaozong disciple wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Don't you guys know who I am!"

The red-clothed fairy who had quickly hid in the room next door opened a crack in the door and said in a low voice, "You two! That's Lu Fengyang, the inner disciple of Yuanyao Shenjun!"

Yuan Yao Shenjun is Chen Yaozong's god who just broke through to the stage of ecstasy half a year ago.

Yuan Yao Shenjun had accepted many disciples before, and after becoming a Shenjun, he recruited many more, but most of them were outside disciples, and there were only three personal disciples who really valued him, and Lu Fengyang in front of him was one of them.

This Lu Fengyang broke through to the Shadow Transformation Realm at a young age, and is now at the peak of the Shadow Transformation Realm, and he is only a step away from the Wanhe Realm. It can be seen that Lu Fengyang's aptitude is still very good, and he is very favored by Yuan Yao Shenjun. With a lot of powerful magic weapons, he once fought hundreds of rounds with the Immortal Emperor in the early stage of Wanhe Realm. The outside world evaluated him based on his strength, and he dared not comment on his character. over there.

And this Lu Fengyang gradually became proud after he fought against an immortal emperor that time and did not lose the wind. He felt that he was powerful, and monks of the same level had long been ignored by him.

It's just that Lu Fengyang himself deliberately ignored how many precious magic weapons he had consumed when he was fighting against the Immortal Emperor. His strength is indeed strong, but it is not enough to support his current pride.

Seeing that his natal spirit sword was destroyed in front of so many people, Lu Fengyang was very annoyed. Regardless of his natal spirit sword being destroyed just now, he directly pulled out a long black whip from his waist and poured spiritual power into it. in!

The moment his spiritual power was injected, the black long whip was instantly covered by lightning, crackling and flickering.

Lu Fengyang flicked the long whip, and the whip could be extended automatically, and it was thrown towards Qin Jincheng!

Qin Jincheng stretched his hand behind his back, and black flames gushed out from his palm, turning into a long black sword.

Qin Jincheng grabbed the condensed long sword, swung it around the lightning whip that flew over, and pulled it!

Lu Fengyang was pulled forward by this strength!

Qin Jincheng threw out the long whip wrapped around the sword again!

"Snapped!"

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