Dressed in white, with a half-cut sword.
This was true twenty years ago, and it will still be true twenty years later.
Clothes become wider.
Accompanying him was Lin Xue.
"Xue'er, why are you so absent-minded?"
"I'm fine."
Lin Xue came back to her senses, shook her head and said.
"Ever since you learned that you were coming to the Wufangying Meeting, you have always looked so absent-minded."
Yi Jiankuan glanced at her and said.
"It's the first time to face so many powerful people. It's inevitable that you will be nervous."
Lin Xue forced a smile and said.
“…..”
Yi Jiankuan took a deep look at Lin Xue, but said nothing more.
"The clothes are getting wider."
At this moment, a voice sounded from behind.
Upon hearing this, Yi Jiankuan turned around and saw a man in yellow robe standing behind him.
"Yuwen?"
Shengming Palace, Yu Wencheng.
Yi Jiankuan and Yu Wencheng, these two people are the pinnacles of the same generation in Middle-earth, and they will definitely become one of the top strong men in Middle-earth in the future.
"Nice clothes."
After taking a look at Yu Wencheng's yellow robe, Yi Jiankuan smiled.
Today, Yu Wencheng is already an elder of Shengming Palace. Although he is the lowest yellow-robed elder, he is still an elder.
And Yi Jiankuan is not bad either. He is no longer a student of Baihan College, but a teacher of Baihan College.
They are no longer young guys. Maybe in another twenty years, these two people will really become the top big shots.
"No further nonsense, I'm here to form an alliance with you."
Yu Wencheng said straight to the point.
"Form an alliance..."
Yi Jiankuan was not surprised that Yu Wencheng proposed an alliance.
The relationship between Shengming Palace and the Demonic Sect has always been tense. For the title of the number one force in Middle-earth, the two forces have been fighting openly and secretly for countless years. Yu Wencheng alone dared to come to heaven and he was beyond belief. Gradually wider than expected.
"The strength of Shengming Palace is not much weaker than that of the Demon Cult now, right? It looks for allies as soon as it comes. Is Fellow Taoist Yuwen so unsure?"
Lin Xue said.
Twenty years ago, the Demon Prison War severely damaged the Demon Sect's vitality. Shengming Palace took the opportunity to expand. At that time, its strength surpassed the Demon Sect and became the largest force in Middle-earth.
The largest force in Middle-earth, Sheng Gongming dreamed of reaching this position.
However, in the past twenty years, under Su Tianzi's governance, the strength of the Demon Sect has recovered too quickly. Less than a year after Shengming Palace became the largest force, the Demon Sect was once again suppressed.
This is normal. As the No. 1 sect in the world that has been passed down for who knows how long, the Demon Sect’s foundation is so profound that it is unimaginable. What’s more, with Su Tianzi here, it will be difficult for the Demon Sect to return to its peak.
It's a pity that Shengming Palace, the fate of the second child in ten thousand years cannot be changed.
"Stop talking so much nonsense, just talk about whether it's a knot or not."
Yu Wencheng never liked talking nonsense, so he said impatiently.
As noble as he is, he rarely takes the initiative to ask for help.
"Then make an alliance."
Yi Jiankuan didn't seem to think much and agreed casually.
Lin Xue frowned on the side, feeling that Yi Jiankuan agreed too easily, but she was also familiar with the temperament of her senior brother and could not help it. Yi Jiankuan was a casual and unrestrained person, and sometimes Lin Xue felt that she This senior brother is really very nervous, he doesn't think much about things at all, he just depends on his mood.
.........
In a certain place in the sky, two people are in a confrontation.
One group of people were members of the dead clan headed by Lian Pun.
"Lianfeng, I advise you to take your people back as soon as possible. If you die here, there will be no one to succeed the next Death Emperor of your Death Race."
At this time, there was a group of people opposite Lian Pun. Oh no, it would be wrong to say they were people. To be precise, there were more than a dozen coffins.
The strong men of the Corpse Tribe never show their faces, and they always appear in coffins.
"Xingya, your grandson has been chattering all the time. How could the general send you such a garrulous person?"
Lianxun said something very troubled.
The two groups of people, the Dead Tribe and the Corpse Tribe, were beaten frequently on their way from northern Xinjiang to the Middle Earth. Lian Pun was not a vegetarian, and Xingya was not someone to be trifled with. No one could do anything to the other.
The dead tribe and the corpse tribe are natural enemies. They will fight each other when they meet. It is impossible not to fight to the death.
"I heard that you suffered a loss in Middle-earth twenty years ago. How come you have the nerve to come to Middle-earth so shamelessly? If you are driven away in despair for the second time, you will have to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. For the rest of my life.”
Xingya's coffin was opened a crack, and a voice came from inside.
This way of speaking is really special, but quite scary...
"Xingya, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you mention this again, I will make your coffin into a doghouse!"
Lianxun said coldly.
Twenty years ago, Lianpu thought she was the pinnacle of female cultivators of her generation. She traveled thousands of miles to attend the Qianfang Conference in Middle-Earth. The result was far beyond her expectation. She thought only one Infinite Girl could be her opponent. But a guy named Su Bujin suddenly appeared and broke her perfect plan.
That's all. Even his last poison talisman didn't poison them. This really refreshed the understanding of mercy and punishment.
Although she also knows that there are people outside the world, there are people outside the world, but these outsiders are a bit too strong.
Lianxun regarded that failure as a shame. When she came to Middle-earth this time, she also hoped to have the opportunity to see Wuliang Nu, Su Bujin again, and then avenge her previous shame.
"I'm really scared. Don't be so incompetent and angry here. This time we won't be the protagonists of the Five-Fang Yinghui."
Xingya said.
"Tch, if you don't have confidence in yourself, don't talk about me. I'm here just to show off, and I have to show off as much as possible. When the time comes, I will shock the whole audience, so don't kneel down and beg for mercy."
Lianxing glanced at Xingya disdainfully.
"Twenty years later, your IQ has really grown in reverse. Wufang Yinghui is actually just one person's home field. With her here, anyone's light will be suppressed. Everyone who comes is hers. foil."
Xingya said calmly.
"You mean Su Tianzi, leader of the Demon Cult?"
Lianxun immediately understood the person Xingya was talking about.
Nowadays, the most powerful person in the world is Su Tianzi, the leader of the Demon Cult.
"Who else but her?"
Xingya asked back.
"You all boasted that she was like a god. Didn't you just kill a powerful person? Maybe she was someone who had just made a breakthrough, or someone who was seriously injured and had no fighting ability. She took advantage of her. I really don't believe it. This Su Tianzi is said to be so miraculous by the world, this time, whether it is her Su Tianzi or someone like the Infinite Girl, they will all be defeated by me."
Lianxun said with a cold snort.
"Okay, then I won't stop you if you want to die. If you really kneel down then, I will help bring your body back. I won't let you die without a burial place."
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