In front of Xiaoyan Mountain, there is a flat and open sandy plain.

Although Hong Luan's voice was not loud, it was clearly heard in everyone's ears.

In an instant, the originally relatively peaceful open area became silent, with only the hot mountain breeze calling.

Everyone was silent. The monk who had closed his eyes to rest also opened his eyes and looked at the Ling family and the Yin family in the north and south directions.

They traveled tens of thousands of miles to come from Changqingfang City, risking being robbed and killed along the way, just to catch a glimpse of the younger generation of the five Changqing ethnic groups.

Such deeds will definitely become bragging rights in the future.

Of course, not everyone is so superficial.

In this area, the vast majority of casual cultivators have an inexplicable awe for family and sect monks.

This is not only because they are at the bottom of the world of immortality, but also because they are impressed by the strength of generations of family monks. For the sake of their own path, many people will choose to attach themselves to various families.

An occasion like the Evergreen Dharma Assembly gives them the opportunity to explore the depths of several major families.

……

"Tianwu, Tianfan, Tianxing, you must be careful. If something cannot be done, just admit defeat, there is no need to fight hard!"

Ling Qixing looked at the three young juniors in front of him with both expectation and concern.

Although Ling Tianru and others were worried at this time, they couldn't show it, so they just whispered a few words of encouragement.

"Clan leader, this battle will be won!" Ling Tianxing said confidently, looking at Ling Tianwu and Ling Tianfan, his eyes full of fighting intent, and immediately he no longer hesitated, taking the lead and flying towards the sandy ground with his sword.

A competition arena built for competition.

"We must win..." Zhang Yongshan murmured to himself, looked at Zhang Yuesong and others at home, sighed in his heart, and said nothing.

On the other side, everyone in the Yin family saw that Ling Tianxing and the others had already appeared, and each of them flew to the competition stage.

"Hey, isn't it said that Ling Tianwu is the eldest brother of the 'Tian' generation? Why is there another person in the middle?" Some casual cultivators were a little confused when they saw the positions of the Ling family members.

"The same goes for the Yin family. The monk in the middle wearing red clothes has never been seen before. It seems that Yin Zetian and Xu Yaoting are stronger, right?" Another young monk found that the Yin family also acted out of common sense and was confused.

Even worse.

"Confused!" A monk looked at the two of them angrily, "Do you think it is so easy to participate in this ceremony without the strength?"

"The name of a member of the Ling family is Ling Tianxing. The new Qingluan Talisman from Qingluan Pavilion was made by this person! It can be said that Qingluan Pavilion has made a lot of money in recent years and is very proud of it. This person has made the greatest contribution!"

"As for the red-clothed monk of the Yin family, his name is Yin Zeli. He came out of nowhere a few years ago. He is a master of paper-making skills and is now the young patriarch of the Yin family!"

"That's it!"

……

However, Ling Tianxing and Yin Zeli flew to the competition stage. After a hundred feet of distance, everyone held fists and saluted, and then dispersed.

As opponents, they must be very familiar with their respective information, and there is no need to introduce each other to each other or to be false.

This temporary competition platform occupies a large area, and even foundation-building monks can use it to fight. Therefore, Ling Tianwu came to the west corner about a hundred feet away from Ling Tianxing, and Ling Tianfan came to the east corner about a hundred feet away from him.

Although the rules of the conference are for six-person melee, it is obviously impossible to fight as a group. It must be a two-person duel and then help the remaining teammates if there is enough energy.

At this time, the person facing Ling Tianwu was his old rival Xu Yaoting, and the person facing Ling Tianfan was Yin Zetian.

"Ling Tianwu, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." To the northwest of the competition stage, Xu Yaoting held the top-grade magic weapon Blue Cloud Umbrella with a sinister smile on his face, "This time, you can't escape!

”

"Escape?" Ling Tianwu twisted the top-grade magical weapon Purple Mountain Hammer with his hand and said with disdain, "I, Ling Tianwu, have never been afraid since my debut! If it weren't for your gang of thugs to protect me last time, I would have smashed you into pieces.

Meat!"

Xu Yaoting's face darkened, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and cursed: "Reckless man!"

"Reckless man? I'd like to give you some good advice! It sounds much better than a sissy like you!" Ling Tianwu laughed. Although he acted a little recklessly, he still had some brains. It might be difficult for him to manage family affairs. Let's mock him.

The opponent is still no problem.

"Qiang!"

While Ling Tianwu was still "reminiscing" about past grudges and grudges with Xu Yaoting, on the other side, the battle between Ling Tianfan and Yin Zetian had already begun.

As the leaders of the younger generation of their respective families, the two of them have not interacted with each other in the past. This time they are fighting for the family, so naturally there are not so many past events to remember.

At this time, Ling Tianfan was holding the best magical weapon, the Shocking Spear, with a long tassel in his hand, and he was full of energy, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, so handsome.

Yin Zetian, who was fighting against him, was dressed in black, holding a three-foot green sword, and frowned slightly. As soon as the two started fighting, they used the best magic weapons. The sound just now was caused by the collision of the Jingshen Spear and the Dangbo Sword. Feeling the feeling on his arms

When the shock and pain came, he also put away his contempt.

As the leader of the Yin family's generation, he had always been highly regarded by the family until Yin Zeli came from behind. In addition, he has a grandfather who is in the foundation-building stage, so his cultivation is smooth sailing.

According to the collected information, Ling Tianfan is only one of the Four Spiritual Roots. Although he is one of the three demon hunting captains, he has no background. He only advanced to the ninth level of Qi training at the age of forty-five, and the skills he practices are no better than the Zhen clan skills.

, but I didn’t expect it to be so powerful.

Naturally, Ling Tianfan didn't know what Yin Zetian was thinking, and even if he knew it, he wouldn't care. As a monk who came out of a secular town, his achievements were all the result of his own hard work. How could a person like Yin Zetian still feel like sitting back and enjoying the success?

Of course.

However, he will not underestimate his opponent. He has only advanced to the ninth level of Qi training this year. Although the power of the "Three Yang Gong" he practices is much higher than that of ordinary exercises, it is still inferior to the "Qingmu Bitao Jue" practiced by Yin Zetian.

A lot.

Moreover, Yin Zetian has been promoted to the ninth level of Qi training for many years, and there is a big gap between the two in terms of total mana and spell power.

Therefore, his main purpose in this battle is to hold this person back rather than defeat him.

It's a long story, and these thoughts are just a few thoughts. The two roughly evaluated each other's strength, and then started fighting again with one gun and one sword.

On the other side, seeing that Ling Tianfan and Yin Zetian had been fighting for several rounds, Ling Tianwu stopped talking nonsense with Xu Yaoting, and the Purple Mountain Hammer rose with brown light.

"Eight-side earth-splitting hammer!"
Chapter completed!