Chapter 2012

Tianxue didn't break it, and walked down the mountain road with Zi Mochou on his arm, with an incomparably gorgeous smile: "When we set off from Hanyan Mountain, I always thought that you were waiting for us somewhere ahead."

"I never thought we would meet so soon. I am looking forward to the upcoming big melee."

"Whether you, Ye Lingtian, or even me, you will use your absolute strength to tell the fairy world that our world is not low-end at all."

Zi Mochou looked at the hands holding her arms, and replied: "Perhaps this is the only point of connection between us."

Facing the pleasant mountain breeze, Tianxue's mouth was full of happiness: "We still have a point of agreement, we both loved a man once, and what's more similar is that this feeling came so quickly and inexplicably."

Zi Mochou stopped in her tracks and warned: "You were considered an all-powerful figure in the past, so it's wrong to put your body and mind on a man."

"Perhaps in the end you will find that you simply cannot accept that your man is in love with other women."

"If you are not happy at that time, you may also ruin all the good things before. You don't have to be together if you like someone."

"Sometimes good memories are better than getting tired of being together."

Tianxue thought for a moment, nodded and said: "These words are in line with your character, and you pursue perfection."

The two went down the mountain arm in arm, and when they reached the foot of the mountain, they let go with a tacit understanding.

Wangyueting, they are Nalan Duoduo and Zou Jiuzhou in modern society.

At the foot of the mountain, they are Tianxue and Zi Mochou, the masters of the Hanyan Mountain Gate.

The morning sun rises slowly from Tianyuan Mountain, and the glow in the east is redder than blood. The beginning of a new day naturally brings new hope.

Yesterday, in the meeting room of Kaiyuan Mountain elders, the Immortal Art Alliance Conference with the highest level of participation in the history of the Immortal Art World was held.

All the immortal gates who went to Kaiyuan Mountain joined the Tianyuan Mountain battle group without exception.

As for how to coordinate battles in the later stage, it still needs to be dispatched by the leader.

In the world of immortals, the strong are respected, even if the top masters of all the immortal sects agree that Wen Peng will command the heroes, the process of the battle for the leader must be symbolic.

Through this procedure, on the one hand, it is possible to measure the specific strength of each fairy sect, so that it is convenient for the formation of troops in the later stage, and more importantly, it provides a basis for the division of interests after the melee.

Of course, everyone agreed that it would not take too long to complete this procedure, and the battle should not be fierce.

It's almost the end of the point, and the victory or defeat is almost the same. The term "life or death" does not apply to this occasion.

Tianxue and Zi Mochou sat on the rostrum, and a group of monks under the stage represented the strongest combat power in the world of immortality.

No matter Zi Mochou on the stage or Ye Lingtian in the audience, the moment they traveled to the world of fairy magic, they would never believe that the world of fairy magic is moving so fast.

The world of immortality blown to heaven by Qin Ruyan and Yuan Nishang is nothing more than that.

Uh, well, it's really awkward to say that.

The Tianbei of Zhenshen is the supreme god, and the ancient monument of suppressing demons is the supreme monster.

No matter Ye Lingtian or Zi Mochou are all cheaters, the mere fairy world is not the space where the magic knife is located, and the problem cannot be solved quickly, it can only be said that God is blind.

The monks in the audience cast their eyes on the rostrum from time to time.

The world of fairy magic has always been a patriarchal society, and it never occurred to them that the two witnesses in the battle for the leader were both women. This unusual phenomenon made them slightly unhappy, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Zi Mochou looked around and said in a clear voice: "Everyone is clear about the procedure of the battle for the leader, and everyone understands the meaning."

"It's normal for people not to worry about people's slight words, but don't forget the warning of senior Xie Feiyang!"

As the birthplace of immortality in Hanyan Mountain, Ye Lingtian was ranked number one.

In the battle for the leader of the alliance, many sects were mixed with Tianyuan Mountain. In the hearts of many monks, Wen Peng was the best candidate for the leader of the Immortal Law Alliance.

Zi Mochou's emphasis on the rules is to pave the way for Ye Lingtian to successfully seize the leader. What Ye Lingtian has to do is to show his ability to lead the pack.

His performance in the qualifiers was too eye-catching, and he was bound to be attacked by Wen Peng's side. Ye Lingtian had no idea whether he could win Wen Peng and Ye Lingtian in the end.

So how to win in the most ingenious way in the qualifiers, so that everyone can relax their vigilance, is a proposition that Ye Lingtian must think about.

Pulling out the cold glow from behind, facing the rather handsome man in white, Ye Lingtian cupped his hands and bowed: "Hanyan Mountain, Ye Lingtian, please give it to me, Xiuyou!"

"Miss Mochou, I abstain!" The man in white bowed, turned around and left.

Not only Ye Lingtian was dumbfounded, Zi Mochou and Tianxue on the rostrum also looked at each other in dismay, what's going on?

The man in white walked past Wen Peng and winked, meaning Boss, brother has come according to your request, I feel really uncomfortable.

You Hanyan Mountain are good enough, and I am not bad at Tianyuan Mountain. When it is time to give you Hanyan Mountain face, I am absolutely unambiguous.

In order to save time in the battle for the alliance leader, yesterday the Immortal Magic Alliance meeting set the tone, and the battle for the leader should be based on the principle of simplicity.

Tianxue got up to announce the result of the battle, seeing Ye Lingtian still standing on the ring, she gave him a big white eye.

Tianxue stood up and said loudly: "The second round of the qualifiers is about to start, to save time, please get down as soon as possible!"

Ye Lingtian ignored the endless disdainful eyes from the audience, and stepped off the stage triumphantly, with an appearance that was as bad as it could be.

Tianxue replied in a low voice: "I don't know much about it, he just left the customs, what do you know?"

Holding the tea, Tianxue gritted her silver teeth and said to Ye Lingtian's back, "After you separated from him, his big tail was exposed."

The corners of Zi Mochou's mouth trembled: "I understand, he is determined to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger."

The reason why Zi Mochou and Tianxue had this conversation was determined by the status quo of the world of Xianxiu.

After all, before the start of the battle for the leader, Wen Peng gathered everyone together and did the ideological work.

With Ye Lingtian's little weight, can he win the battle for the leader?

As the saying goes, reciprocate, we can't let him lose his position too much and let him pass the preliminaries.

Of course, Ye Lingtian should understand how to choose in the knockout round (the opponents in the preliminaries have all abstained, I don’t want everyone to kick you off the stage, it is a wise choice to abstain directly).

"Master Wen, I think it was a mistake to let Ye Lingtian enter the knockout round."

"As an immortal cultivator, it is a shame not to be able to win with real ability!"

"No, to be precise, Xianxiu has completely lost his face.

"Master Li, do you think Hanyan Mountain will still appear among the top sects after the melee of the Immortal Sect?"

Glancing at Ye Lingtian who was beaming not far away, Clan Master Li shook his head: "Han Mist Mountain has withdrawn from the stage of history in this way, and it's a bit of a waste."

At noon, the qualifiers for the leader battle came to an end. According to the schedule, after a short break, the quarter-finals will be held.

Zi Mochou looked at the list of personnel displayed in the image of the spirit stone, and her expression was a little unsightly. He was not satisfied with the combat power of the Immortal Magic Alliance.

In case the position of alliance leader is snatched away by a moth that appears suddenly, as the initiator of the Immortal Magic Alliance Conference, Wen Peng, the well-known leader of the Tianyuan Mountain sect, might as well wipe his neck by himself.

Tianxue smiled sweetly: "It's what you say, I'll listen to you."

Looking at the image of the battle map, Zi Mochou put her eyes on Ye Lingtian, and said, "Get ready and go straight to the ring."

I have no problem letting me be the first to be on stage in the qualifiers, but I am also the first to be on stage in the knockout round? Don’t you know that for me, the lower the ranking is, the better it is?

What you want is to conquer the Immortal Magic Alliance with real skills, not doing crooked ways all day long.

What these two people said was more ruthless than the other, but in reality it was not the case at all.

At least for now, it can only follow the rules.

Zhi Dongfeng saw Ye Lingtian's "striking" performance in the qualifiers. While Zhi Dongfeng expressed endless contempt for Ye Lingtian, he also deeply felt that it would be impossible not to teach such a character a lesson.

Wen Peng smiled slightly: "Didn't everything be arranged yesterday?"

Wen Peng hadn't answered yet, and the Li family leader next to him was angry: "What else can I do? If you don't want to come down, you can let him stay up there and lose the immortal cultivator?"

Undoubtedly, Master Li spoke out Wen Peng's heartfelt feelings, but Ye Lingtian was shameless if he really beat Ye Lingtian off the ring, as Tianxue was sitting on the rostrum.

Wen Peng winked at Master Li, with a solemn expression: "Master Zhi, there is an old saying in the world of immortals, courtesy first and then soldiers."

Zhi Dongfeng looked a little sad, shook his head and said: "Master Wen, you are too kind-hearted, Ye Lingtian doesn't even want the most basic face, can you still be polite to him?"

Zhi Dongfeng glanced at Ye Lingtian on the ring, but he saw that this guy had his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. His posture was as windy as he wanted, and he was as tall as he wanted.

"I understand!" Zhi Dongfeng clenched his fists and strode towards the ring.