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Chapter seven hundred and fortieth IX can still remember

Chapter 749

Time, accompanied by the tense atmosphere of the Taoist sect, also passed rapidly day by day. If the palace examinations a few days ago were just a hot spot, then now it is the prelude to the real rainstorm.

Because everyone knows that the sect competition is no longer a competition between some brothers. There is danger there. If you are not careful, it will be a situation of blood sprinkling. When facing the dangerous monsters in the alien demon realm, you must always beware of sneak attacks and assassinations from other super sect disciples.

To survive in that kind of place, it not only requires close cooperation from the team, but also requires extraordinary strength. Otherwise, one step will not only kill yourself, but also your companions will be implicated.

Under the oppression of this crisis, the atmosphere of the Taoist sect in these times is undoubtedly more breathless than before the palace examination.

...

Lin Dong sat cross-legged on a mountain rock near Dan River. A stream of powerful heaven and earth powers surged from all over the world and finally poured into his body. It was faintly like a low sound of a river rushing out of his body.

Directly below Lin Dong was a huge platform of thousands of feet. At this time, at least tens of thousands of disciples of the Taoist sect sat cross-legged, and the vast Yuan power was wandering in the platform, and the last trace was absorbed by these disciples.

If we want to talk about the strength of a single person, perhaps these disciples are not extremely outstanding, but with such a large number, the momentum between swallowing and swallowing is also huge.

Lin Dong stared at the vast scene below, then stretched his waist lazily. Since returning to the Dao Sect, although he has not been able to practice on weekdays, he has been a little more leisurely. Because he has the identity of a senior disciple, Lin Dong does not need to participate in that kind of collective practice. Most of the practices are done by himself.

"Um?"

With his waist stretched, Lin Dong's eyes suddenly swept to the right, and then he saw it. On a rock not far away, a familiar black-robed figure sat cross-legged. The black heavy sword behind him made him look particularly lonely.

"Come here to chat?" When Lin Dong looked over, Wang Yan turned his head and said lightly.

Lin Dong hesitated a little. Then he nodded, moved his body, rushed over, and then sat down next to Wang Yan.

Sitting beside Wang Yan, Lin Dong looked at the face of the former, covered with stubble and scars. The face seemed to have a bit handsome before. However, now it seems to be extremely vicissitudes.

"I heard that you killed an elder of the Yuanmen and two spiritual generals?" Wang Yan also turned his head to look at Lin Dong. His eyes, which were originally slightly numb, had an extremely hot mood surging at this moment.

Lin Dong was stunned for a moment. Apart from Ying Xuanzi, he had not told anyone about this news. How could Wang Yan know about it?

"Huanhuan told me... She seemed to be worried that I would hate you because of the palace examination, so she secretly came to tell me the news..." Wang Yan said.

Lin Dong was stunned and then smiled and shook his head. Since this girl returned to Daozong, she has never appeared in front of him again. It is said that her sister had been forced to go to seclusion and practice. She just didn't expect that she would come to talk to Wang Yan about these things, but this kindness still moved Lin Dong a little.

"She underestimated Senior Brother Wang Yan's measure." Lin Dong said with a smile.

"She knows me very well, so she will do this. I'm afraid she will be confused if she cares a little." Wang Yan said lightly.

Lin Dong was stunned for a moment, but didn't know how to interface, so he had to remain silent.

"This incident is very satisfying... I have been outside for so many years and the Yuan Sect disciples I have killed are not too important. Compared to you, you can solve one elder and two spirit generals at once, it is really a witch." Wang Yan grinned and said with a slightly scarlet look on his face.

"Because of a friend following me, with my strength, I can't kill a strong man who has achieved great success in the Shengxuan Realm." Lin shook his head and said.

Wang Yan nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "With your current strength, even among the younger generations of the super sects such as the Dongxuan Realm, you can be considered excellent. However, this is still a gap compared with the top disciples of the Yuan Sect."

"Senior Brother Wang Yan is saying... the third little king of Yuanmen?" Lin Dong narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly.

"Xiao Yuan King, Xiao Ling King, and Xiao Lei King, they are disciples trained by the three masters of the Yuan Sect. They represent the top power of the younger generation of the Yuan Sect. Even to a certain extent, looking at the entire Dongxuan Domain, they are the most powerful. In this sect competition, they may be our biggest opponents." A dark and harsh look flashed through Wang Yan's eyes and he said slowly.

"How strong are these three little kings?" Lin Dong asked with his lips pursed.

"The three of them have all fought with powerful people in Shengxuan Realm. Although they did not win, they also retreated unscrupulously..." Wang Yan said lightly.

Lin Dong's eyes narrowed. Even now, when facing those powerful men who entered the Xuanxuan realm, he had to retreat, because the two were not at the same level at all. Even if they barely fought, it would be quite difficult. The three little kings were able to do this. It seems that they were indeed trained by the three masters of the Yuan Sect.

"I have fought with Little Thunder King Lei Qian..." Wang Yan's eyes drooped slightly and he said.

"Oh? What's the result?" Lin Dong raised his eyebrows and said.

Wang Yan was silent for a moment, then pulled open his clothes, and then Lin Dong saw that there was a dazzling palm print scar on his chest. There were subtle marks on the edge of the palm print, like a flame burning.

Although the scars of the palm print have been dissolved a lot now, Lin Dong could still guess how seriously Wang Yan was injured at that time, and this palm was enough to kill him.

"I changed one pistol, but after one pistol, I was seriously injured, but he still had combat power. If he had not retreated quickly, he might have really fallen into his hands..." Wang Yan said mockingly.

Lin Dong's eyes were a little solemn. He had fought with Wang Yan, so he naturally knew the strength of the latter. The little thunder king Lei Qian was able to defeat Wang Yan. This strength... I'm afraid he had already reached the peak of the Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm. It's not even possible that there was anger in his body and touching the threshold of the Xuan Realm...

"Among the three little kings of the Yuan Sect, Lei Qian can only rank third in strength. Above them, there are even more powerful Little Spirit Kings and Little Yuan Kings." Wang Yan said slowly with a gloomy face.

"That's how you can only rank third..."

Lin Dong pursed his lips, his eyes becoming more and more intense. Originally, the Dao Sect had been suppressed by the Yuan Sect. Just from the quality of his disciples, the latter was far better than the former.

"This time, even if I add you, there are only three people who can compare to the Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm. Even if the Yuanmen is not counted as the Three Little Kings, and if you eliminate the two spiritual generals you killed, there will be at least six Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm...  "

Lin Dong smiled bitterly, not only was the quality worse, but it turned out that the quantity was also so different.

"It seems that this sect competition is indeed not good news for my Dao Sect." Lin Dong sighed and asked again: "In addition to the three little kings of the Yuan Sect, there are still tricky people in the other six super sects?"

"The other six super sects are not fuel-efficient. The disciples' strength is not weaker than our Dao Sect, but the most outstanding among them should be Ling Qingzhu from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace."

"Ling Qingzhu..."

Lin Dong's palm in his sleeves almost instantly clenched, and his straight body suddenly froze slightly. In front of this name, he obviously could not maintain his usual calmness.

Wang Yan looked at Lin Dong strangely, and it was obvious that the changes in the body of the latter were also noticed by him, but he did not ask in depth, but said: "Ling Qingzhu's reputation among the younger generation of Dongxuan Domain is not inferior to the three little kings of the Yuan Sect. She herself is a rare genius. She had long been personally accepted as a closed disciple by the Lord of the Palace of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace."

"Xiaoxiao had fought with Ling Qingzhu at the beginning, but she was defeated in her end..."

"But our Dao Sect and the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace have a little relationship. If there is no big surprise, they shouldn't attack us. Of course, if we can join forces with them, it would be a good thing for us. Ling Qingzhu is extremely strong. At least, the little thunder king Lei Qian will not be her opponent..." Speaking of this, Wang Yan seemed to mock himself. Although the two sides were not hostile, Ling Qingzhu obviously would not interfere in the grudge between the Dao Sect and the Yuan Sect. At most, it would be the best if both of them did not want to help.

"So strong..."

Lin Dong murmured to himself, but there was a little heat coming out from the depths of his slightly drooping pupils.

"The other super sects have some young and strong people with great fame. This sect competition may be quite exciting, but I don't know what will happen to my Dao Sect this time..." Wang Yan said slowly.

Lin Dong smiled and nodded, then looked up. At this time, at that point, dark clouds came over the top of the sky, and finally enveloped the world.

"I'm looking forward to it..."

The world became darker, but Wang Yan heard a chuckle in his ears and turned his head slightly. Then he saw the young man beside him, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a curve.

It was hot and sharp, and there seemed to be a little expectation.

Ling Qingzhu, a weak boy from the Great Yan Dynasty that year, I don’t know, do you still remember it?

(Two updates today, and more and more tomorrow.

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