Chapter 816 The Competition Begins (Part 1)
Although Tianxie Cult has always been the last among the five holy places, it is also a holy place! The inheritance of evil attributes still makes the other four holy places fearful. They never expected that Evil Emperor Wu Yunyue would submit his Tianxie Cult to a junior like Zhou Weiqing. In their view, this is completely impossible.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhou Weiqing again. Fentian said with some confusion: "Wushuang Sect, this is the first time I have heard this name. This boy is worthy of becoming the Lord of the Holy Land. Brother Long, I think the real master of this Wushuang religion should be you, right? Are you just going to let your disciple be embarrassed like this?”
Long Shiya glanced at Fentian coldly, "My disciple is in disgrace? Fentian, be careful not to flash your tongue when you speak. When I ruled the world, you were still suckling in your mother's womb. I'm my disciple. What about the Lord of the Holy Land? Not only do I want to be the Lord of this Holy Land, but I also want to be the Lord of the No. 1 Holy Land in the world. Just wait and see the real chapter. "
Long Shiya said, "The No. 1 Holy Land in the World." , seemed to have touched the Ni Lin of all four holy places, and everyone looked at him with unkind eyes.
Zhou Weiqing smiled and said: "Now our Wushuang Sect is qualified to participate in this Holy Land Competition. If you still can't accept it in your heart, I don't mind if you regard us as the Heavenly Evil Sect. It’s just a new leader.”
Fentian sneered and said: "Tianxie Cult? Even Tianxie Cult is not qualified to participate in the Holy Land Competition. Don't you know that Tianxie Cult has been expelled?"
Zhou Weiqing looked at him, his face Smiling continuously, "Brother Gu just said that this holy land is self-proclaimed based on its strength. Whether it is the Wushuang Sect or the Tianxie Sect, as long as we have enough strength, why can't we become a holy land? If Fentian If the prison master wants to give me some advice, I have no objection. Anyway, many of you in the Blood Red Prison have really gone to hell in my hands."
A flash of evil energy flashed through Fentian's eyes. But he did not stand up and take action against Zhou Weiqing. Instead, he turned to Xue Aotian, the master of Snow God Mountain beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Xue, today's competition is held in your Snow God Mountain. You are the master of Snow God Mountain, so naturally you are the master of Snow God Mountain." The person in charge of this competition. What do you think about this matter? It’s against the rules to create an extra holy place out of thin air.”
After hearing Fentian's words, Zhou Weiqing couldn't help but think highly of him. It seemed that the Blood-Red Prison was not only powerful in terms of strength, but also not bad in scheming!
Xue Aotian glanced at Fentian and said, "Fengtian, you may not have figured it out yet, but Wei Qing is my son-in-law. My disciple also said just now that the existence of the Holy Land depends on everything. Strength speaks for itself. Since my son-in-law has brought people here, it proves that he is confident enough. Moreover, Brother Long has always been an elder brother that I admire. With Brother Long and Master Wu here, their overall strength adds to the Holy Land. I think it's okay."
Over at Youqing Valley, Huang Xingyun frowned and said, "Master Snow Mountain, this is indeed against the rules. Brother Tianyang, what do you think?"
Shangguan Tianyang said calmly: "As long as the strength is enough, it doesn't matter if there is one more holy land. Since the Blood Red Prison is the most dissatisfied with the Wushuang Sect, why not send someone from the Blood Red Prison to test their strength."
Fentian He narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly, "Okay, I will send a disciple. As long as there are disciples of the Wushuang Sect who can defeat me, our Blood Red Hell will also agree to their participation in this competition."
As he spoke, Fen Tian waved his hand, and behind him, a middle-aged man in his forties walked out. This person is not tall, but has slender arms, thick palm joints, and a gloomy demeanor, giving him an overall gloomy feeling. Some yellow pupils looked towards the Wushuang Cult, exuding a strong and ferocious aura without any concealment.
Wu Yunyue snorted coldly and was about to walk out, but Zhou Weiqing raised his hand to stop him, "Deputy leader, the master of Fentian Valley said that if you want to test the strength of our Wushuang disciples, you are a high-ranking person, so there is no need to take action. "Ling Ding, go meet this master of the Blood Red Prison. Remember to be merciful."
Hearing Zhou Weiqing's words, a man in blue wearing a cloak and covering his face came out. Looking at her exquisite figure, she is clearly a woman.
She walked out gracefully, still not exuding any momentum, but it seemed that she had just taken one step and arrived at the center of the platform on the top of the Snow God Mountain.
The strong man from the Blood Red Prison looked at the man in blue whom Zhou Weiqing called Bell Dang and sneered, "Hide your head and show your tail, don't you even dare to show your face? Is she an old witch who is too ugly to be seen?"
Judging from the figure, she is a woman, and the strong people who can come here are obviously not young. The strong man from the Blood Red Prison said that she is an old witch, which has some basis.
However, Zhou Weiqing in the distance almost laughed when he heard these words, thinking to himself, this guy in Blood Red Prison is really unlucky.
After listening to the other party's words, Lingdang's body trembled slightly, showing that her emotions were fluctuating violently. She slowly raised her head. What everyone could see was that in addition to her cloak covering her head, her face also Wearing a blue mask, only a pair of beautiful green eyes were exposed. However, her eyes were filled with coldness at this time. "Let's begin." The cold voice of the bell rang in the air. She did not respond to the other party's words, but directly raised her right hand.
She did not move quickly and had no intention of wearing any condensed equipment. Her exposed palms were white and slender, and her fingers were as delicate as spring onions, as if they were carved from flawless jade. There was still no momentum at all, not even the slightest energy wave coming out. He just slapped his chest towards the strong man from the Blood Red Prison.
The person sent by Fentian naturally had his intentions. This middle-aged man with a fierce appearance was already over eighty years old. Although he had not reached the level of Heavenly Emperor, he was still at the peak of Heavenly King level. Fentian had already said that before It was very clear that what he wanted to test on behalf of the Holy Land was the strength of the disciples of the Wushuang Sect, that is, the foundation of the Wushuang Sect. So, if Long Shiya or Wu Yunyue were to take action on the side of the Wushuang Sect, their momentum would naturally be weakened, and Fentian would naturally be sure to drive them out of this Holy Land competition. And if the Wushuang Sect really sends a disciple, then the King-level peak powerhouse from Blood Red Prison will naturally win. The peak of the Heavenly King level with the power of destruction can still compete with the Heavenly Emperor level. Fen Tian didn't think there were any Heavenly Emperor-level experts on Zhou Weiqing's side.
However, in many cases, wishes are often beautiful, but they may not be realized.
Seeing Ling Dang slap a palm towards him in the void, the man in blood-red prison red clothes was not careless. Dark red flames burst out from his body in an instant, and the strong will to destroy was filled with the aura of destruction. , eight pieces of condensed equipment shone in succession, forming a complete suit, and appeared on him.
The eight-piece set of divine master-level condensed equipment can barely be called a legendary set.
However, just as he was doing this, suddenly, under the horrified gaze of everyone, the dark red flames around his body suddenly converged, and then, with a scream, the man in red actually It flew out like that and slammed into the direction of the powerful men in the Blood Red Prison.
"Huh?" Fen Tian was slightly startled, and subconsciously moved his right hand to catch him. However, in the next moment, a roar suddenly appeared in front of him accompanied by countless flesh and blood flying everywhere. .
The body of the blood-red prison warrior that Fen Tian was so sure of shattered in the air and turned into countless fragments flying in all directions. It was not until this moment that the dark red flames appeared again. However, it was not the bell of the Wushuang Sect that was destroyed, but himself. Under the shining of dark red flames, Hengfei's flesh and blood turned into fly ash and scattered in all directions.
Ling Dang's palm made a false grasping motion. Suddenly, the Heavenly Pill of the Blood-Red Prison Powerhouse flashed away and disappeared out of thin air.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, the whole process was so fast that almost no one could react.
And when the battle ended like this, and Lingdang returned to the Wushuang Cult camp with calm steps, and silently stood back to his position, the sound of needle drops could be heard on the top of the Snow God Mountain.
Even the two brothers Shangguan Tianyang and Tianyue, who had already known about the return of the Wushuang Sect and vaguely knew some of the strength of the Wushuang Sect, looked shocked at this time. The expressions of the owners of the other major holy places were different.
Huang Xingyun from Youqing Valley was stunned. Until this moment, he still couldn't believe that what was happening in front of him was real.
The look of shock on Xue Aotian's face was even greater than that of Shangguan Tianyang, because after Ling Dang took action, he captured the existence of the energy fluctuations. Because he discovered that he was not sure that he would be able to escape unharmed after receiving that palm.
Fengtian's eyes were cold and fearful, and he stared at the bell coldly, "I didn't expect that there is such an expert hidden in the Wushuang Sect. I would like to ask for advice, this What’s your surname?”
Fen Tian was not angry because of his subordinate’s death. This calmness also made Zhou Weiqing move his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: “Ling Dang is a member of my Wushuang Sect. , other than that, I have no comment. I wonder how the Prison Lord’s test went? Is our Wushuang Cult now capable of participating in this Holy Land Competition?”
Fen Tian's eyes met Zhou Weiqing's, and Zhou Weiqing suddenly discovered that there was a bit of darkness in his eyes, which made Zhou Weiqing slightly stunned. However, Fen Tian's eyes quickly returned to normal, and Zhou Weiqing was very surprised. Surprisingly, he actually nodded and said: "Since you are strong enough, you are naturally qualified to participate in the Holy Land Competition. I, the Blood Red Prison, have no objection."
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(End of this chapter)