Chapter 647

The strong attitude of the new leader of tianyinfang made many first-class force representatives who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to blackmail return without success. Fortunately, the appropriate compensation given by tianyinfang also gave them some comfort.

Towards evening, there were few people left in the square. The old people of Taiyi mountain gathered nervously, their eyes staring at the space passage in the center.

"It's time soon. No regrets, why haven't they come out yet? Cough -" Zhicheng is supported by several disciples. He looks pale and coughs without saying a few words.

"Zhicheng, your injury is not so sharp. Go and have a rest!" Xuanming takes a look at Zhicheng, who is in a state of depression.

"No -" Zhicheng shook his head obstinately and sighed, "I'll wait for them to come out - we're too much of a mountain... We can't be completely annihilated in the exchange competition of this candle demon Conference! Cough, cough, cough -- "

The look on the young man's face was extremely sad, and what he said made the old people in Taiyi mountain feel dejected.

It took many years to cultivate six gifted disciples, and now only one is still standing here! No one thought it would be like this. If you lose in the exchange competition, you have nothing to say. It's just that you lost in the jungle in advance! It's impossible to say that you don't have any thoughts in your heart, but as one of the three schools of the right way in Xichuan, you have to have at least the demeanor. After knowing the rules, I didn't put forward any opinions, and now I'm not qualified to complain!

"EH - still waiting? It seems that the two foreign aid you taiyishan invited are not very reliable! "

The sound of pondering sounded, and people saw an old man with white beard and long white shirt, leading the young disciples of zhengqimen, looking at a group of people in Taiyi mountain with a look of schadenfreude.

"Bailichong, what do you mean?"

Xuanming's white eyebrows beat slightly, and his sharp eyes made the mockery on Guo Ziyu's and Luo Zixiao's faces disappear in an instant, replaced by bursts of pale. The old man has gone through many vicissitudes of life and deep cultivation, which they can resist!

"Old man xuanming, the more you live, the more you go back!" The pressure on the young people of zhengqimen was swept away by bailichong's sleeve robe: "I'm right again! Seeing that the deadline is coming, there is no trace of wuhui and Xue Wumeng. It seems that they have no real name! "

This is quite straightforward. In xuanming's mind, they are not only the foreign aid invited by taiyishan, but also his descendants. How can they allow others to arrange behind their backs?

As soon as the spirit of the self-cultivation old man comes up, the gray Taoist robe will be automatic without wind, and there is no time to get angry. The quiet space passage on the square finally lights up. Before I came out of the passage, my hearty laughter started: "ha ha ha - I didn't expect that you zhengqimen would also pay so much attention to the situation of other families. It's really flattering for our brothers and sisters!"

The familiar voice made Lin Wan'er, who was hiding behind the crowd, breathe a sigh of relief. The Baili Zheng, who was standing side by side with Su Qing, was also subconsciously relieved.

The white robe is spotless, and the handsome cheek is wearing a cynical smile. The beautiful woman in the snow-white dress gently holds the young man's arm, and the handsome men and women standing side by side have become the focus of the square in an instant.

Together with Su ranxue, they quickly walk to xuanming. Mo Li bows slightly and apologizes: "I'm sorry, sir, it's worrying you all!"

"Just come back!"

Although I always believe in these two young people, at this moment, the big stone of xuanming's heart is really falling down.

"You just leave without regret?" Bai Li Chong's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. Looking at the back of the two young people, his eyes can't help showing his appreciation. I have to say that the talent and strength of these two people are really amazing, but it's a pity that zhengqimen can't attract them.

"Elder martial brother Zhicheng, are you all right?"

Mo Li, as if he hadn't heard Bai Li Chong's words, went to Zhicheng. This scene suddenly made zhengqimen look cold.

"No regrets! My grandfather asked you something! Are you deaf? " Luo Zi Xiao snorted coldly and cheered.

Mo Li is still ignored, even the head is lazy back.

"After all, it's normal to be a villager who doesn't know etiquette!" Bai Li Chong was also angry. He and xuanming are of the same generation. Who dares to be so presumptuous in front of them?

"I'm just a villager without regret, and I don't have the ambition to get close to the elders of zhengqimen!" Mo Li shrugged his shoulders and turned his eyes to Luo Zixiao: "as for you, your voice is very loud. I hope you can have this ability and confidence in the exchange competition!"

Provocation! The crowd of onlookers suddenly boiling up!

One is the powerful foreign aid that taiyishan has tried to get, and also the evil boy who has become famous in blue moon city recently. The other is zhengqimen's disciples who have been hiding for a long time in order to kill the demons. Before the exchange competition officially starts, the sparks come out first, which also makes people look forward to the dragon fight in three days.

"I'm not young. I'd like to see how you will behave in three days. Is it true that you are so fabulous?" Hundred Li Chong noncommittal smile, waving led a group of young people under the door strode away.

"What's the origin of this old man? He's so aggressive!" Mo Li also saw this hundred Li Chong's position in zhengqimen, but he didn't know his specific identity. He looked at xuanming curiously and asked.

"His rank is high! Bailixiong, the leader of zhengqimen, is strictly his grandson's son. He entered the ranks of saints in his early years and is one of the ancestors of zhengqimen! "

Holy One!

Hearing the old man's explanation, Mo Li didn't feel too surprised, but he was shocked.

"Don't worry about him. The old guy is famous for his strength and eccentric personality. Now you just need to think about the exchange match in three days!" Xuanming said with a dim look on his face, and sighed: "now, zhengqimen is just the two of you who have a chance to enter the secret place!"

"What do you mean?" Mo Li was stunned when he heard the speech. He glanced around and didn't find any other companions. He suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart: "predecessors - others - they..."

Mo Li's eyes were red and his voice was shaking.

"No regrets --" Zhicheng sobbed and cried, two lines of tears gushing from his red eyes: "our six martial Brothers - I'm the only one left!"

Mournful voice is like a thunder, Mo Li and Su ranxue body moment stiff, face is incredible!

After a short silence, Mo Li's two iron fists creak and creak, and his deep dark eyes are full of fierce murders.

Xuanming's eyes suddenly appeared a touch of surprise. He was used to the strong winds and waves. He caught a trace of unusual meaning from the expression in his youth's eyes.

Is there any inside story about the fall of those genius in the jungle?