2538: C2538 Seven Saints Gathering Head

C2538 Seven Saints Gathering Head

"Zhu Xue, aren't you too idle?" The terrifying old man lightly smiled, the clouds in the horizon seemed to have returned, the entire green mountain changed its flavor. With just a thought, he seemed to affect the entire sensory world, such a Spiritual Force had never been here before.

Yang Ping's heart felt heavy, the old man's identity was obvious.

Yun Wuxin had just stepped out of the ravine.

This was Ancestor of Jiang Family Zong's peerless Ancient Martial Arts, one that surpassed the Earth Realm and reached the Heaven Realm lower rank. Don't just look at it, it was a lower rank Heaven realm, one level higher than the Peak of Earth Level. It was like a saint and a Subsaint, they were not at the same level.

With a single thought, 10,000 years passed.

Su Fei's expression was grave as she stood together with Yang Ping's Ice Sword. Liu Cheng grimaced in pain, but she stood beside Yang Ping with Sunn Wangyue, while Ming Zhu and the Nine-tailed Fox supported each other. They had already gotten up, and Zhu Xi did not hesitate to go up to Yang Ping and fight alongside him.

They were all facing Ancestor of Jiang Family Zong's terrifying pressure at the same time, and were not afraid in the slightest.

Seeing that Madame Zhu did not respond, he smiled and said, "Zhu Xue, you should know that every time you attack, the pressure you suppress will be greater. When the time comes, even if there's a disaster, can you take responsibility?"

He was trying to put pressure on Zhu Xue to mind her own business.

Zhu Xue said coldly, "If the Dragon City is destroyed, I will drag along my Jiang Family and die with me."

Ancestor of Jiang Family Zong stared at Zhu Xue with a wise and farsighted gaze. After a long while, he shook his head and laughed. He turned around and walked towards the main hall: "Old man, I will not fight with you young people. The future is yours, so we old bones will have to hide in the end. "

Zhu Xue snorted. "I hope so."

The battle had ended.

When Ancestor of Jiang Family Zong took Jiang Zhongze and left, the pressure dissipated. Su Fei and the others found their backs drenched. If it wasn't for Madame Zhu blocking them, they wouldn't even have the right to stand in front of Ancestor of Jiang Family Zong.

There was always someone more powerful than you. There was always someone more powerful than you.

They had truly realized just how strong the Jiang Family was.

It was because of that person's existence, an unstoppable existence.

Madame Zhu nodded at Yang Ping and said, "That's right." She walked towards another hall, which was exactly the opposite of where the Jiang Family was at.

Liu Gan wiped his eyes, enduring the pain, he exclaimed: "What the f * ck, you didn't see wrong did you? The boss who wasn't in charge of Hidden Treasure Pavilion just now is actually greeting our boss. "

Sunn Wangyue was a little jealous in his heart. What kind of person was Madame Zhu. She was a heavyweight who could shake the world with a stomp of her feet. Yang Ping actually had a relationship with her? No wonder he wasn't worried, the strength behind Madame Zhu's back wasn't any weaker than her Jiang Family.

Ming Zhu was extremely excited. After walking back from the gates of hell and seeing Madame Zhu standing up for them, half of her worry was gone. At least the fight between Yang Ping and Jiang Weimin would no longer be a trap.

No one had noticed that ever since Madame Zhu had appeared, she had become well-behaved, well-concealed, and had become a weakling just like Liu Cheng. Yang Ping sensed her presence but did not think much of it. He thought that Su Fei wanted to keep a low profile.

He also sensed a terrifying Spiritual Force hovering in the surroundings all along, disappearing along with Madame Zhu's departure.

This Spiritual Force was the real reason Ancestor of Jiang Family Zong left.

Who was it?

Yang Ping was puzzled, as if they were similar before.

Wen Hua Palace.

Madame Zhu walked into the main hall and stood alone at the door to welcome him. This person was wearing a simple military uniform, he did not have any rank, but he stood at the door like a pillar supporting half of the country, an indescribable majestic atmosphere filled the sky, unlike Ancestor of Jiang Family, his gaze was very straight, his aura was very straight, and he only had one word, "Straight!"

He smiled and said, "Junior Sister, we've finally met."

Zhu Xue nodded and said, "Senior brother, it's rare for you to have the time to come to Dragon City." Thank you for just now. Jiang Family old fogey is getting more and more presumptuous, aren't you going to restrain him? "

Hearing his Junior Sister's dissatisfaction, he chuckled and said: "Alright, I know you're dissatisfied with Jiang Family, but it's not the time yet. Master passed Military God's position to me, I can't act rashly, China values balance, and I can't touch him until we have conclusive evidence to prove that he sold the country. "

Zhu Xue said unhappily, "Could it be that Floating Temple people are not evidence?"

Facing his Junior Sister's overbearing attitude, he helplessly said, "We're not talking about national affairs today. Junior Sister, how was your interaction with Immortal Medicine Sect Sect Master? is he willing to help solve the problem in the Dragon City? "

Zhu Xue shook her head.

He did not conceal his disappointment as he sighed, "Senior expert, everything you do is within your heart. We can only rely on ourselves."

Zhu Xue's mind stirred, and she said: "Senior Brother, Yang Ping is the successor of Immortal Medicine Sect, and for him to compete for the championship with Jiang Family, is it an order from Immortal Medicine Sect?"

The Senior Martial Brother fell into deep thought.

However, although the two of them were high and mighty, they were truly unable to understand what was going on. Yang Ping clearly had a great status and position. Logically speaking, he could do whatever he wanted in any Sacred Land. Yet, he was still messing around in a small place like Dragon City and his strength didn't get any broadcast from the Sect Leader.

"When this is over, I'll talk to him. He is a good seedling. We can't waste it. "

He, was the one who had the most influence in the entire Huaxia Military, the pillar of the Huaxia Military, the big shot.

"Are you that sure that Yang Ping will win?" Zhu Xue asked.

Military God laughed, revealing an enigmatic smile, and said: "Don't say it. "You can't say it."

Zhu Xue seemed to be used to her senior's personality. She pretended to be profound and didn't mind as she said in a serious tone, "The seven great saints are all gathering at Qingshan for a big scheme." We need a place. "

Military God had a serious expression as he replied faintly, "I don't think so."

In fact, he wasn't sure himself.

If the seven saints plotted against the Dragon City, it would not be a good thing for the Dragon City, or even the entire world. The two of them were worried and could only hide it in their hearts. They hoped that the people from the Sacred Grounds were only here to watch the exchange. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Spirit Gathering Hall.

With only half of his life remaining, Jiang Zhongze was burned by Madame Zhu's Destiny Fire. If he could survive, Ancestor of Jiang Family would save him in time. Otherwise, he would be burnt to ashes. However, he was not completely saved, because Jiang Zhongze's loss of his Tao root made it impossible for him to become a saint.

Jiang Weimin stood nervously in the main hall, not daring to breathe too loudly. The Old Ancestor stood right in front of him, as if a huge sun was hanging in the sky, not daring to meet his eyes.

"Only victory is allowed, defeat is not allowed."

The ancestor said indifferently.

Jiang Weimin felt a chill in his heart. Feeling the ancestor's invincible faith, pride gushed out from his heart and he was extremely excited. Not even his eldest uncle had received such treatment to be able to make the patriarch worry and personally supervise the battle. Jiang Zhongze was severely injured, and as a nephew, Jiang Weimin was not only not grieving, but also extremely excited.

If the person in front of him dies, then he would have a chance to make a comeback.

Of course, Jiang Weimin did not dare to show his abilities, and silently calculated his future plans. He thought about how he would become the true successor of Jiang Family after killing Yang Ping.

"Go, don't embarrass Jiang Family." The Old Ancestor waved his hand, signaling Jiang Weimin to go down and prepare.

Jiang Weimin suppressed his excitement and left the Spirit Gathering Hall.

Jiang Zhongze's breath was weak and he needed to rest. The old ancestor injected some life force into his body, causing his body to crackle as he began to change his blood and bones. Finally, all of the wounds that were burned by the purple fire disappeared and he returned to his peak condition. However, his Dao foundation was destroyed and he suffered heavy losses.

"Thank you, Patriarch." Jiang Zhongze kneeled down.

The ancestor said indifferently, "Don't estimate the next time you attack. Kill means kill." Is there anyone else who dares to harm you? "

Jiang Zhongze was ashamed and said: "I have let down all the ancestors of Jiang Family. If there is a next time, I will definitely not disappoint the Patriarch. "

The Old Ancestor signaled for him to leave and Jiang Zhongze tactfully retreated. However, the moment he walked out of the Spirit Gathering Hall, his expression became incomparably gloomy and his gaze contained an extremely deep resentment. He could feel that Jiang Weimin's breathing became disordered when he was heavily injured. This showed that he was extremely agitated. From this, he speculated that Jiang Weimin had other thoughts.0

"There's still a long way to go. It's not clear who will win. "

Jiang Zhongze sneered and walked away.

In the main hall.

Ancestor of Jiang Family Zong held his hands behind his back like a virtuous and respected elder. Suddenly, several presences appeared at the door. They were extremely domineering and were faintly discernible. He turned his head and nodded towards the others: "Friends, let's discuss our plan."

After two hours of rest, Yang Ping became even more unfathomable. With a relaxed expression, he left the resting area with light footsteps and headed towards the battle arena, an open space in the Green Mountain Sect. Green trees surrounded the area as grass and flowers bloomed, giving off a strong spring air.

Around the battle arena, representatives from all over China gathered.

Yang Ping walked into the arena and attracted everyone's attention. At this time, Jiang Weimin also came in. Compared to the auras of the two of them, everyone was optimistic about Jiang Weimin. Because the difference in realm between Yang Ping and Jiang Weimin was huge, there was no way to use Ancient Martial Arts to make up for it.

The finals were about to begin.

Jiang Weimin stared at Yang Ping and revealed a cold smile.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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