Chapter 160： Mianshan Jianzong Wen Mengru

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"At a young age, just so sinister and cunning!" Nie Chong sneered at Zhu Minglang's behavior.

Wu Feng laughed, and retorted Nie Chong's remarks: "Probably your disciples of Zi Zonglin should live in the world of nursery rhymes. This is a combination of strength and wisdom."

"Yeah, there are a few people who have the courage of Zhu Minglang, dare to light the beacon, don't care how many opponents there are, let alone the strength of the people coming, how can this be called insidious and cunning, this is called self-confidence!"

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Zhu Minglang ransacked a large group of people, especially those of Fu Zong's disciples, as well as from a family surnamed Zhong, who had many blue brocade boxes on hand.

These brocade boxes haven't covered their heat yet, so they were snatched by Zhu Minglang's team. They regretted it for a while. Isn't it enough to hold on to them? Why are they so greedy?

Zhu Minglang is simply a little devil.

After looting this group of people, he immediately ran to another part of the agency city, and proceeded the same way!

There are many concealment in the organ city, coupled with the changing terrain, the disciples inside have no idea that someone is using the purple beacon smoke to lure the enemy.

So when Zhu Minglang ignited the purple-red beacon smoke again, the long-haired referee was so angry that his beard was upturned. As for the people on the fascinated wall, Zhu Minglang's cunning behavior could be seen clearly. Chu.

There are indeed many elders and hall masters on the tower. When they saw their own disciples running away incomparably pure, they even wrinkled their eyebrows and couldn't stretch them out.

It's over, it's all over, the little brocade box that I finally got is about to be scraped away by the guy Zhumen!

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On Baishan, the smile on Zhu Minglang's face has not faded.

This is thanks to those villains in Sin City, making Zhu Minglang realize that to be a villain actually requires a lot of brainpower, and robbery can also become artistic.

After finishing the third vote, Zhu Minglang has already made a lot of money. If he didn't consider that his dragon pets need to adjust their breath and rest, and deal with the people of the tomb of the Nine Army, Zhu Minglang intends to keep looting like this!

It's been a long time since I felt rich in a day. In this chaotic and turbulent world, only a full pocket of gold can give people a sense of security.

I don't know who made the proposal to put the competition in this power competition. It is simply not too wise.

Why didn't you think it was a very interesting thing to fight with these disciples?

When I first got off the mountain, I was out of the scope of a disciple. This also made Zhu Minglang at a young age miss the opportunity to compare with his peers.

The looting this time can be regarded as making up for Zhu Minglang's many regrets in his youth.

Even in the imperial capital, there are still too many innocent disciples, and it is still very happy to play with them!

"My son, this time we can hand over all the brocade boxes we got to the referee." Qin Yang said to Zhu Minglang.

"Well, we should almost go to the Tomb of the Ninth Army." Zhu Minglang nodded.

After gaining so many brocade boxes, there should be few disciples with more resources than their own.

Next is the Tomb of the Ninth Army.

Those who will appear near the tomb of the Ninth Army are basically the strongest of the major forces, not the chief disciple, or the young master of the clan, and they are not the same as the people who have been attracted by the beacon.

For this reason, Qin Yang also specially reminded Zhu Minglang not to use this method again at the Tomb of the Ninth Army.

After all, with the passage of time, those who are still in the Institution City, even if they are not disciples of the big powers, are basically the best of the younger generation of the entire imperial capital. Among them are some self-taught talents who have honed outside and have the top powerhouses with adventures. .

During the third looting, Qin Yang encountered an extremely difficult enemy. If it weren't for Nan Lingsha's superior strength, they might have overturned, after all, the opponent was getting stronger and stronger!

"Most of the people who are still in the Organ City have reached the upper master level. At the tomb of the Ninth Army, the young master needs to be cautious." Qin Yang said.

"Are there any outstanding people?" Zhu Minglang asked.

Qin Yang nodded, and said: "Zi Zonglin's chief disciple, Huo Shangjun, this is the person who needs to be careful most."

"What's wrong with this person?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"It is said that he has Ssangyong, Ziyun Dragon, and Golden Sky Dragon, all of which have reached the strength of the king." Qin Yang said.

"Jun-level?" Zhu Minglang asked in surprise.

The disciples of the major forces in this class are not bad. I thought that when I went down the mountain, I just broke through the monarch level cultivation base.

With this kind of strength, it basically swept a generation of disciples from all major forces.

"Zi Zonglin is our strong rival for the right to sit out of Sichuan. If they see us, they will spare no effort to knock us out." Qin Yang said.

"There are strong people ahead." At this moment, Nan Lingsha whispered.

The three have arrived at the Tomb of the Ninth Army. This is an undulating graveyard. One can see towering generals standing at the foot of the mountain, and the white tombstones are denser, flooding the main mountains.

A cemetery hill was in front of him. Qi was surging, and the heavy tombstones were shaking. It was obvious that someone was fighting in front of him.

Walking to the top of the hill, looking forward, they saw three women in neon clothes and colorful clothes, they were facing a large group of gods and ordinary people.

The group of gods and mortals obviously belonged to different forces.

They didn't collude with each other, just because the three women in neon clothes and colorful clothes are really strong, if they don't hug each other, they will basically be eliminated.

"Mianshan Jianzong!" Qin Yang recognized the dress of the three women at a glance.

"The one in the middle is very strong." Nan Lingsha stared at the only one among the three women who didn't make much effort.

The woman's neon clothes was a bit simpler. She had an aloof and indifferent expression. Facing the group of gods and mortals who resisted together, she didn't seem to have much interest at all.

However, she still drew out the saber.

She pointed her sword at the group of gods and mortals, silently chanting something in her mouth.

"Isn't that Wen Mengru from Mianshan Jianzong...Go, go!" At this moment, on the other side of the hillside, several dragon shepherds from the Dragon Training Academy said.

Seeing the three women of the Mianshan Sword Sect, it was as if they had seen some ghosts, the students from the Dragon Trainer Academy turned their heads and left, and never stepped forward!

In front is the Jiujun Mountain. People who are exploring in the Institution City have learned through various methods and the information left in the Institution City that the Tomb Mountain of the Nine Army is the final competition place for this power competition.

And the fifth-level purple brocade box can only appear in the tomb of the Ninth Army!

In fact, the organ city is also undergoing tremendous changes at this time. Those different terrains are gradually disappearing, and those complex mazes have become a straight road.

But the Jiujun Mountain, which was originally a small tomb, is slowly rising, and many tombs are also emerging. These tombs and cemeteries are connected together to form a huge army tomb mountain. The people in the agency city are basically You can see it standing in the middle of the city at the first glance.

With the passage of time, the brocade boxes scattered in the organ city have been put away. Only on the tomb of the Ninth Army, some brocade boxes are placed randomly like stones on the ground.

Either quit directly, or step into the tomb of the Nine Army. Some disciples who fished in troubled waters have basically been eliminated. Those who will go to the tomb of the Nine Army are all elites of major forces, as well as some real strong men who came from grassroots but are extraordinary !

"Huh!!!"

Like a crane, standing tall and independent, Wen Mengru, the female disciple of the Mianshan Sword Sect, suddenly took out a sword. The sword was like a line of sunset light leaning from the window, hitting a master-level **** and ordinary. Body!

That was a monk with an iron whip, so powerful, many people on the puzzle wall witnessed this monk defeating many famous disciples of big powers.

But when the sword was pointed, the iron whip monk was unable to arrive. He saw that the iron whip in his hand fell on the ground, and the powerful monk spewed a mouthful of blood, and his body was forced to slide back and hit it. One of the colossus of generals!

The colossus of the general shook for a while, and the iron whip monk trembled violently. The bones and joints on his body were basically misaligned because of the huge power of this sword. No matter how hard he braced, he couldn't stand up straight in the end.

Finally, this top-ranked monk fell to his knees, and the blood he vomited formed a sharp contrast with his pale face.

He tried to raise his head, his eyes were fixed on the woman of Mianshan Jianzong, and his face was full of shock!

"Jun-level swordsman!" He spit out these words with difficulty.

It was not just this monk who was shocked, but the elders and hall masters of the major forces on the tower also opened their eyes wide, and their gazes involuntarily gathered on a sword aunt.

The woman, wearing a saree, seemed unwilling to be seen by others.

She didn't say a word, just staring at the battlefield of the Ninth Army Tomb in the Organ City, and she didn't care about the astonishing glances cast by the major forces in the imperial capital!

"Jun-level, Wen Mengru of Mianshan Jianzong is indeed a shocking goddess. I am afraid that no one except Huo Shangjun in this organ city can resist her sword, right?" The elder of the Canglong Palace said solemnly.

"Elder, UU reading , why have you forgotten my elder brother? My elder brother is not weak!" Fu Zhenzhen said with some dissatisfaction.

"Fu Xumei is still inferior. His dragon is only at the quasi-jun level. It is afraid that compared with this Wen Mengru, it is still a little worse." The elder of the Canglong Palace said.

"These veteran forces are all places where monsters are cultivated. I thought that when my brother's dragon was promoted to the rank of monarch, he would be able to sweep everything in this competition. Where did my brother go, why didn't he see him?" Fu Jinzhen looked around.

Fu Xumei.

The strongest disciple of Canglong Palace!

At this moment, he also walked along the hillside toward the tomb of the Ninth Army, just in time to see Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha, and Qin Yang standing on the hillside.

"Zhu Minglang?" Fu Xumei recognized Zhu Minglang at a glance.

Zhu Minglang turned his head and saw a familiar face, he couldn't help but smiled: "It's you... I don't remember what your name is."

Fu Xu's face went dark.