"Dugu Ye, what do you mean?"

Zhao Xiu'er was most disgusted with others' despises her strength, and immediately shouted, with a strong aura all over her body.

"Take it yourself."

Dugu Ye didn't even open his eyes and kept talking with his eyes closed.

"you!"

Zhao Xiu'er was furious and saw a blue light flashing on her palm, and an ice-blue sword appeared instantly. As soon as the sword appeared, the temperature around her instantly dropped a lot.

"Have you figured out the price of drawing my sword?"

Dugu Ye spoke indifferently.

Wang Meng thought to himself that something was wrong, so he quickly stood up and grabbed Dugu Ye's wrist with one hand, and his palm was less than five inches away from Zhao Xiuer's snow-white neck.

Dugu Ye was surging his aura, as if he was a crazy beast, staring at his prey with his bloody red eyes.

"Nonsense! When is this time? I can't work together yet!"

True Man Qianling shouted loudly, his face full of regret.

When he heard the Qianling Zhenren's words, Dugu Ye's aura instantly dissipated.

"I take back what I said just now. Your strength is pretty good and you can fight with me. After the chaos in Secret Realm is over, you and me will fight on the Thousand Spirit Sect Battlefield."

Dugu Ye looked straight into Wang Meng's eyes, and he spoke in a disguise tone.

Then his arm shook, bounced away Wang Meng's palm, and then he walked back to where he was just now and continued to sit there and pretend to sleep.

Wang Meng looked at Dugu Ye deeply, and without saying a word, he sat back on the ground. Zhao Xiu'er's face looked extremely ugly, and her eyes turned red.

True Man Qianling sighed secretly. These were the three best disciples of his Qianling Sect, but they couldn't get together at all. Otherwise, they would definitely shine in the chaos of the secret realm. Now they can only hope that the other opponents of the Qianling Sect are not so strong, or that Wang Meng and others can let go of their grudges after entering that secret realm and temporarily join forces to the outside world.

...

The Mountain and River Map flew in the air for five hours, and a sect built on the hillside finally appeared in front of Wang Meng and others.

Before he got close, Wang Meng realized that the sect was far from comparable to that of Qianling Sect, and even the mountain protection formation was completely different.

The mountain and river map slowly descended and finally landed at the foot of the mountain. The Qianling Zhenren put away the mountain and river map and said lightly: "Go up the mountain."

At this moment, another group of people fell from the sky and landed beside Qianling Zhenren and others.

The leader was a man who looked over fifties, with five young people following him, four men and one woman, each with a good momentum.

"Isn't this Brother Qianling? I didn't expect that we would meet here... Are these disciples of your Qianling Sect? It seems that the value of the last chaotic battle in the secret realm is higher."

The man said to Qianling Zhenren with a smile.

True Man Qianling also laughed.

"Brother Xuehe, if you want to talk about the value of your disciple, how many of them can compare with your Xuehe Sect? Which one are you going to prepare for this time?" Qianling Zhenren said with a smile.

"It's not a question of which place to be. It's better to guarantee your previous ranking, but if you can improve a few more rankings, it's naturally better." The man who was called Brother Xuehe by Qianling Zhenren said with a smile.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, I'll go up the mountain first. You should hurry up, don't go too late, let the True Lord of the Central Shu be anxious." The man continued, and then led the young people behind him to walk up the mountain quickly.

However, all the young people had bad eyes and no trace of Wang Meng and others.

Taking the man away, the Qianling Zhenren said, "The man just now was Xuehe Zhenren, the leader of the Xuehe Sect, and his cultivation was similar to mine, but his strength was stronger than that of the Qianling Sect. The Xuehe Sect's name in the chaos of secret realm has always been high. The last time his name reached sixth place. This time, seeing his red face, he obviously came prepared. You must be careful."

Wang Meng and others nodded.

At the same time, among the group of Xuehe Zhenren who had already walked up the mountain and walked a long way, a male disciple said disdainfully: "Sect Master, is the sect the second-to-last Thousand Lingmen who was in the Thousand Spirit Sect in ten thousand years?"

The kind smile on the face of Xuehe Zhenren disappeared. He sneered twice and said, "That's right, but you don't underestimate the Qianling Zhenren. His cultivation is of the middle grade of the Dirty God Realm, just like me."

"But the disciples under him are not useful. They are pretty, but they all have no powerful aura, especially among them, there is a woman in the top Vajra Realm, and there are two people who can't feel the slightest cultivation. Isn't such a person really here to joke about participating in the chaotic battle in the secret realm?" Another disciple sneered.

Xuehe Zhenren also laughed, and then he thought of something and reminded him: "That little guy in black should be their biggest trump card. His cultivation level in the Immortal Soul Realm is not weak anymore. You must be careful at that time."

"yes!"

Five disciples behind Xuehe Zhenren said in unison.

...

True Man Qianling was about to take Wang Meng and his party up the mountain when he suddenly heard a sound coming from behind. When the few people looked back, they saw a young man who seemed to be in his thirties quickly coming here with a whisk, and he also brought five disciples behind him.

But these five disciples obviously made Wang Meng feel strange.

The highest cultivation level of these five disciples is only the lowest level of the Immortal Soul Realm, and the lowest level of the Vajra Realm is actually a middle level cultivator.

"Brother Qianling Dao."

The man bowed to the Qianling Zhenren and said.

The Qianling Zhenren also smiled when he saw the visitor. Unlike the fake smile he had just faced with Xuehe Zhenren, the smile on the face of Qianling Zhenren this time was a little sincere.

"Brother Xuanyue."

True Man Qianling said with a smile.

"Is this the disciple of your sect? But it's much better than last time. It seems that Brother Qianling, you don't want to continue to be at the bottom of me, and you want to improve your rankings upward." Zhenren Xuanyue said with a wry smile.

After hearing what Xuanyue said, Wang Meng immediately knew who the visitor was.

Zhenren Xuanyue, the leader of Xuanling Sect, is also the sect that is always at the bottom of the twenty-five sects. Even the weak Qianling Sect is a little stronger than Xuanling Sect.
Chapter completed!