Super Sect Development System

Saint Fu Hua said helplessly: "Li Qingyun, the two worlds of spirit and darkness are not as you think. They will definitely be mortal enemies if there is a battle on Zhulong Star Road.

"There is not much hatred between the ancient clans in the underworld and the hall-level sects in the spirit world, so they naturally cannot act rashly."

"If we are at this level, if we insist on intervening in the battle of Zhulong Star Road, can the ancient clans in the underworld sit idly by? "

Hearing this, Li Qingyun could not help but frown.

The world is full of people for profit, of course I know this.

But all the sects and ancient clans know that there is a war on the road to Zhulong Star, and know that countless compatriots are fighting bloody battles there, but they are unwilling to help.

But this point, Li Qingyun cannot agree with it at all.

When the battle on Zhulong Star reached a critical moment, the despair of the people present was probably not understood by people outside.

For the heartache of watching compatriots fall one by one, I am afraid that people outside will only treat it as a joke.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyun said solemnly: "The people present know the cruelty of war."

"This sect master does not want the compatriots of the spirit race to die at the hands of foreign races, nor does he want to see compatriots fighting each other. "

"If you are unwilling to withdraw, a battle between you and me is inevitable. In this case, it is better for you and me to decide the winner as soon as possible to avoid the rest of the compatriots from suffering this great sin. "

Li Qingyun was anxious to decide the winner with Saint Fu Hua, but Saint Fu Hua had no intention of fighting.

Even though Li Qingyun had been yelling and cursing in front of the formation for a long time, Saint Fu Hua remained calm.

Finally, when Li Qingyun could no longer bear it and swung his sword to cut the formation into pieces, Saint Fu Hua's figure slowly floated out.

He stared at Li Qingyun with a firm gaze and said, "Those who were good at fighting in the past first made themselves invincible, waiting for the enemy to be defeated."

"Even if you beat me today, these millions of troops will not retreat. Why don't you set up your own formations and then decide the winner?"

Li Qingyun frowned: "Why waste time, and why let the disciples fight for their lives?"

Hearing this, Saint Fu Hua laughed: "I have heard about the life of Sect Master Li. It can be said that he fought for his life. If the disciples of your sect stay in the gentle land, who will have the opportunity to grow? "

"If we don't give them time to grow, when that thing comes, can these fledglings survive that disaster?"

Li Qingyun's body shook wildly when he heard this!

What Saint Fu Hua said was indeed correct. The Nine Palaces Dao also produced such a large group of geniuses because of the war on Zhulong Star Road.

This battle is also a good test stone for Qingshan Sect.

But at the same time, Li Qingyun frowned fiercely: "What is that thing, and what is the disaster?"

Before, in the inner hall of the Lingxiang Palace, the illusions that Li Qingyun saw always bothered him.

Since there will definitely be uncontrollable accidents in the future, if we can know one or two in advance, we can prepare in advance and avoid many unnecessary casualties!

Saint Fu Hua shook his head lightly: "This matter cannot be said. Maybe you will understand it after you have been to Tianji Pavilion."

"After the spiritual world cultivators have cultivated to the holy realm, they must go to Tianji Pavilion. At that time, with the qualifications of Sect Master Li, he should be qualified to know that thing. "

After saying that, Saint Fu Hua slowly landed back in the camp.

His voice slowly floated out from the camp: "There is no need for us to compete, just watch how the disciples fight."

Li Qingyun looked solemn, looking towards Zhongzhou, his eyes full of worry.

After thinking for a long time, Li Qingyun said in a deep voice: "A competition between you and me, even if there are no casualties, can determine the direction of the war."

"Besides, you are now in my Qingshan Domain, and this Sect Master has no reason to let you go."

As soon as the voice fell, a loud voice came from afar.

"Oh? Are you Li Qingyun from Qingshan Sect? "

Li Qingyun turned his head and saw a powerful Saint in white armor, holding a spear!

When he came near, the Saint came to kill Li Qingyun with a spear without saying anything!

Li Qingyun was slightly shocked when he saw this, but he immediately drew out the Qingfeng Sword and went up to meet him.

The two of them almost shook the nearby camp apart in an instant.

A Qingfeng sword and a bright silver spear drew thousands of mysterious traces in the sky.

An hour later, the two of them faced each other with a palm, and their bodies flew backwards.

Their strength is very close. If they don't use their trump cards, it is estimated that it will be difficult to defeat each other in a short time.

The Saint in white armor on the opposite side couldn't help but say hello, and then bowed and said: "I am the Lord of Wantong Great Domain, also known as Wantong Saint. I have heard of the name of Master Li for a long time. Today I see that it is really well-deserved! "

Li Qingyun shook his wrist and bowed his hands and replied: "I am Li Qingyun, the Lord of Qingshan Great Domain. Your strength really impressed me."

Wantong Saint Zun laughed when he heard this: "Hahahaha, Lord Li is good at talking, but today, for my sake, how about not sparring with Saint Zun Fuhua for the time being?"

"After all, if something happens to the leaders of the two armies, no matter who suffers, it will be embarrassing, right?"

After saying that, Saint Zun Wantong pointed the silver spear in his hand at the city in the distance: "If he and Lord Li fight, someone sneaks over and kills all the mortals in the city, it will not be appropriate, right?"

Hearing this, Li Qingyun's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Are you threatening me?"

Wantong Saint Zun laughed: "Hahahaha, it's just a friendly reminder. Otherwise, when fighting with Lord Li just now, wouldn't it be better to ask the Lord of Fushan Domain below to go over?"

So, under the persuasion of Saint Wan Tong, Li Qingyun had to temporarily retreat to the Qingshan Palace in Xingtian Continent.

Seeing Li Qingyun coming back, Xu Taihe hurriedly came up and asked with concern: "How was the battle? Is the master injured?"

Li Qingyun waved his hand and said calmly: "I didn't fight with Saint Fu Hua, but fought with Saint Wan Tong."

Xu Taihe was shocked when he heard it: "Saint Wan Tong!? The master of the Wantong domain?"

Seeing Li Qingyun nod, Xu Taihe instantly changed his face to admiration, bowed and said: "Master, the master is awesome! Saint Wan Tong is a strong existence among the mid-stage Saints, and the master can fight with him without losing!"

Then, Xu Taihe muttered in a low voice: "I didn't expect the second elder to be able to pull such a person into the Mountain Destroying Alliance..."

Li Qingyun was a little puzzled: "Saint Wan Tong is very famous ?”

Hearing this, Xu Taihe fumbled in his storage bag for a long time, and finally took out a jade slip and handed it to Li Qingyun, explaining at the same time: "The Wantong Saint has contacts with various forces on weekdays. Not to mention that he has a lot of connections, the people he knows are also spread all over the spiritual world."

"I heard that at least half of the sects in the spiritual world are willing to give him face, and he likes to make friends with heroes everywhere, so his background is very powerful."

After listening to the introduction of Wantong Saint, Li Qingyun couldn't help but say: "There are such talents in the spiritual world?"

Xu Taihe scratched his head helplessly: "Because the Qingshan Sect was too weak before, we have never been qualified to know, and we have only recently collected relevant information..."

After hearing this, Li Qingyun was stunned for a moment, dismissed Xu Taihe, and then took out the communication jade slip.

"How many troops did the Wantong Saint bring?"