"Hundred flowers fairy palace, I haven't come to you yet. I dare to trouble you first."
"Oh, when I go back, it's time to end with you!"
Bai Chen smiles coldly and flies out of the sky in an instant.
……
In a flash, another month passed.
Xuanming hall, up and down, presents a tense mood.
Because today is a very special day, Xiang Lan, the leader of the magic hall, came here with more than 100 strong men.
Inside the main hall, Li Shaojie sees this group of people coming fiercely. His eyes fall on Xiang Lan, and he immediately laughs.
"Ha ha ha, brother Xiang Lan, you have really given me enough face to come here in person."
When they met, they bumped their fists. Xiang Lan's fierce white eyebrows stood up slightly: "what brother Li said, your business is mine! Well, did you catch up with those two people? "
"Well, forget it."
Li Shaojie took Xiang Lan up the steps and sat down on the bench. He immediately sighed helplessly: "those two men, the male's twenty celestial realm and the female's twenty-six celestial realm, I want to sit in the xuanming palace. My men can't fight them, so I have to follow them all the time."
The tracking skill of luochamen is unparalleled in the world.
It's not hard to keep up with the prey.
"Well, it seems a little tricky, but since I'm here, I won't let them escape again." Xiang Lan's cold eyes turned and fell on the silver haired man and the old man with white beard who came with him in front of the hall: "Fei Yuan, fan Xing, you take the people with the net, go and bring me the corpses of those two people."
Net!!
"Brother Xiang, did you even use the net?"
Li Shaojie was shocked.
Luowang is the strongest assassin team in the hall of Monroe.
The strength of each of them is extremely strong.
It is precisely because of such a sharp blade that the magic hall has been called the head of the four halls.
"Once the net comes out, it will be a triumph. Brother, I don't want you to worry too much. Can you understand?"
"I understand!"
Li Shaojie was moved to tears.
Without Xiang Lan's support, their xuanming palace would be worse than it is now.
They were set up in this desolate desert because their xuanming hall is the weakest of the four halls.
But this "weakest" was very unconvinced at that time.
Because at that time, Xia Rong, the leader of Youming hall, was just born, and his strength and achievements were far inferior to him.
Just because the master said, "you can't match Xia Rong's talent", he became the master of the desert and was bored.
Xiang Lan gives an order. Fan Xing and Fei Yuan leave the hall with a net of more than 100 people.
At this time, Xiang Lan suddenly winked at him. Seeing this, Li Shaojie also understood and dismissed Bao Lezhi and others.
Stay in the hall, only their brothers two people, Xiang Lan this just face gloomy down: "brother, you know, our good day is coming to an end."
"What?"
Li Shaojie looks confused.
In this regard, Xiang Lan spits out a long turbid breath: "you, me and Gu Yuexin have been staying in the thirty celestial realm for tens of thousands of years. It's hard to make further progress. We can see that the limit of the three of us is just like this. But Xia Rong, she actually... "
Hearing the name of Xia Rong, Li Shaojie's eyes suddenly appeared a touch of irritability: "what's wrong with her?"
"She has reached the thirty-nine celestial realm!"
"This --!"
Li Shaojie was completely shocked by this.
Thirty nine stars
Luochamen has an unwritten rule.
Anyone who can break through the forty celestial realm and possess a power of blood inheritance can be promoted to Luocha.
"Doesn't it mean that if she promotes one more star cultivation, she can be promoted to the eighth Rocha?" Li Shaojie's eyes trembled.
"Exactly!"
Xiang Lan is also upset about this.
When Xia Rong was a little girl, he and Li Shaojie pushed her out.
On the contrary, Gu Yuexin is indifferent to Xia Rong.
Now it seems that Gu Yuexin can retreat completely.
"Once we let her become the eighth Rocha, our good days will come to an end."
Li Shaojie was shocked.
He has worked hard in the Luocha gate for tens of thousands of years, and knows what kind of status the current seven Luocha is.
Qiluocha is a special team directly belonging to the master.
Any one of them has the ability to decide the survival of the four halls.
In other words, in the eyes of Zeus, the existence value of anyone in the seven temples is far greater than that of the four temples!"Xia Rong is not a fuel-efficient lamp at all. She has a vengeful disposition and a ruthless means. Once she is promoted to the eighth Rocha, I'm afraid the first thing to do is to destroy our brothers!" Li Shaojie's hand began to shake: "otherwise, let's go ahead and admit a mistake with her. After all, we belong to the luochamen. I believe her..."
"You believe in shit! She will never let us go Xiang Lan angrily claps a case, will be already shocked Li Shaojie, is to frighten the heart to clap Deng a fierce tremble.
"What about that?" Li Shaojie wants to cry without tears.
If he could turn back the clock, he would never offend his aunt again.
How could he know that the little girl who had not reached his knee height had the potential to be promoted to the eighth Rocha.
"Brother, you and I are tied to a boat now. If you believe me, you must cooperate with me. We must not let her be promoted to the position of Luocha successfully!"
"What's brother Xiang's opinion?"
"Well Is it natural ~ "Xiang Lan's smiling eyes narrowed, and a strange smile appeared on her face:" otherwise, how can I come all the way to see you? "
Seeing Xiang Lan already had plans, Li Shaojie tangled for a long time, and finally beat his chest angrily: "OK! I believe you, I'll do it with you! "
……
Because of the existence of Xia Rong, the magic hall and xuanming hall feel threatened.
Under this threat, the two temple masters naturally shared a common hatred and discussed the grand plan to prevent Xia Rong from ascending the throne of Luocha.
As for Fengmeng and jishengyu, Xiang Lan didn't pay attention to them at all. He sent out a net and believed that he would win.
But I don't know
That night.
In the valley, the red streamer rose up in an instant, and the heat wave spread out instantly burned all the surrounding woods to ashes.
Jishengyu looked at Fengmeng, who was sitting cross legged, with a look of joy in his eyes: "Fengmeng, you have successfully been promoted to the twenty seventh celestial realm!"
"Well."
Feng Meng slowly opens her eyes, and the red clouds are around her.
At this time, she is just like a small phoenix born in Nirvana, proud and invincible.