Xiao Xuan and Li Bumian had a grudge. Li Bumian killed him twice and wanted to analyze him, which made Xiao Xuan feel fearful of Li Bumian.

When Xiao Xuan heard the news that Lingyun Zong had joined the Blood-Bad Group, he was collapsed. If the gynecologist found himself, wouldn't he cut himself into square slices and take it to study?

However, under the control of the leader of Lingyun, Han Yang, Li Bumian gave up his interest in Xiao Xuan. Because of the reason for attacking the Lord of Senluo Sword, he had to share the same hatred for the enemy. Xiao Xuan had a certain amount of combat power that should not be coveted. Moreover, Xiao Xuan also wanted to seize the legendary sword, but it was impossible to achieve it with his own strength. The water in Wufeng Continent was too deep and he had to follow the big forces to let Xiao Xuan abandon his thoughts of leaving and stay in the Blood Torture Group after compromise.

As for Ye Hao, Ye Hao and Li Bumian also had a holiday, but it doesn't matter. Ye Hao's face was like a city wall turning back. He didn't mind Li Bumian beating him at the Haitang Poetry Festival, nor did he care about defeating Li Bumian. He fought and survived with the president of the Blood Forge Group. How awesome it sounds? In order to surpass Wufeng's plan, Ye Hao also chose to stay in the Blood Forge Group.

Song Shiyun and Xue Ruyue were in love with each other, and they were very loving and didn't care about the interview at all. They left it to Ye Hao and Xiao Xuan to take care of it.

Suning's mood at this time couldn't calm down for a long time, free            style? What the hell!

Suning pondered for a moment and was sure that the two guys in front of him were time travelers, but he didn't care. Not long ago, he met more time travelers. The water in Wufeng Continent was too deep, so he chose to follow the trend army and not fight alone.

"Furi died? What does this mean?"

Suning pretended to be stupid. If these two guys saw that he was a time traveler, his trump card would be exposed, and the effect of taking advantage of fishing in troubled waters would not be achieved. He must maintain the effect of unexpected attacks.

&yle, it's just improvisation, sing a song and listen to it."

Ye Hao did not take recruitment seriously at all. The Bloody Spurs Group unified the Southern Region’s Demonic Way and the first meeting to attack the Lord of Senluo Sword will be held in three days. People from the five major sects will also be invited. At that time, they may become a group of people. He thinks there is no need for these cats and dogs in the casual cultivator world to exist.

If Zhuge Ran learned about Ye Hao's actions, he would definitely be photographed into mud by Zhuge Ran. More power is also a weak soul!

Suning was shocked and was at a loss by Ye Hao's words. He actually wanted him to sing such a serious scene? Suning only felt that thunder was rolling in the sky, and he could only sing songs from the earth. As for the various songs passed down from Senluo Jianzhou, he would not even be able to write a single poem. If this continues, it will definitely reveal its content.

“I can’t sing.”

Suning said very bachelor.

Xiao Xuan pondered for a moment and felt that Suning was too old-fashioned and boring and did not meet the requirements for applying for the job.

"This is what..."

Xiao Xuan directly wrote a lyrics and gave them to Suning, saying, "Sing out the lyrics above and let me feel your flow."

Suning looked at the lyrics in his hand, and a black thread appeared on his forehead, and he started singing helplessly.

“My rhythm is getting a little messy.”

"Or my head got a little messy."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

"Because now I want to convey my microphone, where is the next one, and the next person is now coming and get it."

Suning looked confused.

Xiao Xuan: "I think it's OK."

Ye Hao: "I don't think so."

Their mischief was immediately interrupted by Song Shiyun.

"Is it okay to be serious? This is not a play!"

Song Shiyun scolded Xiao Xuan and Ye Hao in anger, and they smiled embarrassedly and apologized.

"The Nascent Soul Realm isn't it? If you can take my move, you will pass."

Song Shiyun calmly said that with her cultivation level of transformation, she is already a person in the Southern Region.

Suning felt relieved, and the situation was finally a little normal.

"Just to my wish!"

Suning said with ups and downs.

...

Zhuge Ran sat on the chair, holding a note in his hand, and an excitement flashed through his eyes.

"Taiqingguan and Xuanyindian have expressed their intention to join the group and jointly plan to surpass Wufeng. The specific matters must be discussed at the conference three days later. In this way, it will be further away from the purpose."

Zhuge was laughing randomly, but his mouth was sewn with needles and thread, and he could only make stiff convulsions.

The Yin-Yang Sect Master was numb from the side. Zhuge Luan was really the kind of character who could tell he was a cruel person just by taking a look.

"Elder, there is a message about you, which belongs to private ones, and I want me to pass it to you."

A little sweat oozed out of the forehead of the Yin-Yang Sect Master, afraid that this news would arouse Zhuge Luan's dissatisfaction.

"The old man Tianhui heard news in Zhongzhou that he had joined the command of the Sengluo Sword Lord and was looking forward to fighting you."

The Yin-Yang Sect Master said calmly in a statement tone, for fear that Zhuge Ran would get angry.

"God, cry, old, man?"

Zhuge Luan said four words word by word, and fell into memories from more than a thousand years ago. That thing was indeed done too well, but who could he blame? He blamed Tianchi for not giving her what she wanted. You must know that love is the most solid thing in the world and the most fragile thing in the world. He can withstand the great disasters, but cannot withstand the dullness of time. Only strength, wealth, and status are the most reliable. How can Tianchi mean?

"Is this what is called...destiny?"

Zhuge Ranxiao left the matter in nothing. Compared with the grudges and hatreds he had when he was young, how could he be more important than transcend the Wufeng Continent?

"Have all the magic paths in the southern region arrived?"

Zhuge Luan asked the Yin-Yang Master.

"Back to the elder, not only the Southern Region Demonic Way, but also the forces of the righteous way have come."

The Yin-Yang Sect Leader replied.

Zhuge Ran nodded. He was not afraid of someone retreating under the power of the Senluo Sword Lord. Hundreds and thousands of years of practice brought about the dream of spring and autumn that had no hope of becoming an immortal. This rumor, even if it was a rumor, could make countless people fight. After all, the scenery at a high place is the most attractive.

Perhaps no one would fight this battle with a very small winning rate at the beginning. The sword master's power is unimaginable to ordinary monks, but the deaths of the Emperor Sword Lord and the Galan Sword Lord opened up the craze to attack the sword master, and the Wufeng Continent will usher in rebirth!

...

In Lingyun Sect, Li Bumian sat opposite the interstellar players, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn for a moment.

"I discovered your difference at first glance."

The interstellar player looked at Li Bumian without eyeballs, but he used his spiritual sense to explore. As the pinnacle of Wufeng Continent, he had great say and did not use respect for Li Bumian who was conquering a domain.

"Is it because of... evil spirit?"

Li Bumian asked casually.

"Yes, killing...can you feel pleasure? Or do you like killing?"

The interstellar player asked expressionlessly.

Han Yang watched silently from the side and brewed a cup of tea for the interstellar players.

When Li Bumian heard the words, he fell into deep thoughts, as if he was considering this issue carefully.

Li Bumian stared at the water in the teacup in his hand and began to recall his great achievements in his magical power, and he started killing people on the earth, destroying people all over the world.

After a long time, Li Bumian spoke and said calmly: "I don't like killing people, and it can even be said to be annoying. I respect life and think about things are the most beautiful things... It is a miracle for this world."

The reflection of Li Bumian in the teacup seems a little distorted under the ripples.

The interstellar player lowered his head and touched his beard, thinking about Li Bumian's words. After a while, he raised his head and said, "This is very contradictory to the evil aura on your body."

Li Bumian brushed his sleeves and said, "It's not contradictory. There are only two reasons for me to kill people, one is because of offense, and the other is to test my equipment."

The interstellar player frowned. The first reason is understandable, but the second...

Star player wondered: "Detector quantity? If it is just a competition, it will not be killed, right?"

Li Bumian shook his head and chuckled, saying, "This is a bad word. Have you ever heard of...the potential for death?"

The interstellar player raised his eyebrows and said curiously: "I hope to hear it carefully."

Li Bumian gently brushed his sleeves and said calmly.

"When a person dies, or faces great difficulties, in the endless survival, in the endless hatred and anger, the most powerful force will burst out, and it does not belong to his own power. This power is mysterious and unknown. It can make people intoxicate. This is a person's perfect state and a test object that meets the standards. Isn't it?"

Li Bumian picked up the teacup, blew gently, and then took a sip gracefully.

The interstellar player was shocked when he heard Yan, and his fingers twitched slightly. He had not been so shocked for tens of thousands of years, and he was just a few words.

"If it were you... you can kill the Lord of Senluo Sword."

The interstellar player closed his eyes and sighed.
Chapter completed!