Under Lin Zhiyun's unimaginable charm, even Mo Disheng and Li Tiandi could not help but fall into a brief sluggish state.
Finally, these two people had reached the realm of cultivation and soon woke up. However, they looked at her with a little more surprise and alertness in their eyes.
"What? Mr. Wen Dao." Mo Disheng calmed down and said with a sneer, "Are you just going to hide in this formation and become a bunch of shrunken turtles and never come out again?"
"What you said is funny."
Saint Bing Chi on the side couldn't help but interjected, "Let's have a good meeting here. When the meeting is over, we will naturally go out. If you are patient, just wait outside."
"By the way, you must also know that the topic of this Heroes Conference is how to beat up the 'Dark Temple' and the 'Seven Star Pavilion'." The saint said with a mocking look on his face, "So it is not convenient to invite you. Yes, please forgive me."
"Now you have a gathering of heroes and elites on the top of the mountain, but we only have seven people on our side." The Seven-Star Sage said with contempt on his face, shaking his head and sighing, "If you don't dare to come out now, how can you even talk about beating them up?"
"What a shameless old guy!" The saint laughed angrily when he heard the news, "You four saints went out together, and there are only three on our side. Do you really think I'm stupid if you start now?"
"Mo Disheng, Mr. Qixing." Saint Lingxiao, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but interject, "According to the agreement, saints are not allowed to interfere in this war. Do you want to regret it?"
"Don't you know the nature of their urine?" Saint Bingchi sneered, "I'm probably planning to break the agreement. If you have the ability, wait until Guo Tianwei comes and let's have a good fight four on four. Now we're stuck in front of someone else's door. What kind of trouble are you planning to cause?"
"Guo Tianwei?"
Unexpectedly, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the Seven Star Saint's face. He unfolded the bag in his left hand and revealed an object the size of a football. "He is already here."
Seeing the object in his hand clearly, the expressions of the saint and everyone behind him changed. Even Nangong, who had always been calm and calm, with the pearl of wisdom in his hand, didn't realize that a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.
Head!
A human head with wide eyes and blood on its face!
The head of the sage Guo Tianwei, the master of "Thinking Cliff"!
"Lao Guo!"
Saint Bing Chi was shocked and angry, and couldn't help blurting out, "You actually violated the agreement and took action against Lao Guo?"
"Breaked the agreement?" The Seven-Star Sage said in a joking tone, "Guo Tianwei and I had a one-on-one discussion. Where did he violate the agreement? It was because he was too weak and died after being defeated. He must not blame others."
"Fart!" Saint Bingchi no longer cared about his grace and cursed loudly, "Can you beat Lao Guo one-on-one? Even if he can't beat him, can't he still run away?"
"Since getting married, Guo Tianwei has been addicted to women and wandered around the gentle countryside all day long. He must not have practiced well." The Seven-Star Sage laughed, throwing the head in his hand like a toy and catching it again, repeating this, never tired of it, " If the strength does not advance but retreats, it is simply vulnerable.”
"Bah!"
Accompanied by the sound of lightning and thunder, a figure appeared in the sky with lightning speed, his handsome face full of anger, glaring fiercely at the Seven Star Saint who was playing with Guo Tianwei's head.
Two more people followed closely, standing behind him respectively, their faces equally full of shock and grief.
It is the Liu brothers and Old Monster Ding from "Si Cliff".
"Lay down the saint's body."
Liu Si was surrounded by electric light and his momentum was astonishing. He gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Also, how is 'Siding Cliff'?"
"Are you the 'Thunder God' Liu Siquan?"
Beidou next to the Seven-Star Saint said with a smile, "What a 'Thunder Body', it really deserves its reputation."
"Cut the nonsense!"
Liu Siquan roared angrily, and the lightning flashed all over his body, making a wild roar. He really had the power of a thunder god, "What happened to 'Si Cliff'?"
"Sage Guo lost to the Seven Stars Saint and died unfortunately." But Beidou still smiled and looked calm, not at all intimidated by his power. "In mourning, all the elder disciples of 'Si Cliff' committed suicide one after another and followed The saint has passed away, and the depth of Guo’s respect for saints is really impressive."
"Asshole!"
Liu Si was surrounded by thunder and lightning, and his eyes burst out with endless killing intent.
Seeing that he was about to lose his mind and rush towards the opponent, Liu Sanque, who was beside him, had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed him: "Do you want to die? Calm down!"
Liu Siquan was also a smart man. Although his blood was boiling under extreme grief and anger, when his brother stopped him, he sobered up in an instant.
Although the anger in his heart did not diminish at all, he just glared at the Seven-Star Saint viciously, his mind spinning rapidly, thinking about how to make the other party pay the price in blood.
"Aren't you afraid of being punished by God for destroying your family at every turn and being so ruthless?"
Old monster Ding is very close to Guo Tianwei, and his grandson Ding Zheng, who was finally rescued by relying on Zhong Wen to refine the "God Emperor Yanyan Pill", was also left in the "Thinking Cliff". Suddenly hearing this bad news, how could he be so angry? He was cold, but he still couldn't help being grief-stricken and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Old Weird Ding, he who knows the current affairs is a hero."
Naturally, the Seven-Star Saint would not fail to recognize this "world's best miraculous doctor." He followed his advice out of love for talents, "You are considered a talent. Now that I have heard that the situation is over, why don't you join us and avoid the danger of death?" .”
"You are plotting to kill Guo Shengren and my grandson." Old Monster Ding refused sternly without hesitation, "You still want Ding to surrender to you? I'm dreaming!"
"Speaking of Elder Ding's grandson, he really helped us a lot." Beidou suddenly said, "When the two saints fought, Guo Saint's state was a little abnormal. I heard that it was because he drank the stew made by his wife. Pigeon soup is bad for your stomach."
Old weirdo Ding glanced at him doubtfully, not understanding what the young man in white was talking about.
"And the reason why the beautiful Mrs. Guo has abnormal skills..." Beidou said calmly, "Guess what, it's because she also ate some of the food sent by Ling Sun Dingzheng."
"W-what do you mean?" Old Monster Ding felt something bad in his heart and asked with a trembling voice.
"I wonder if the food Mrs. Guo ate was added with 'Blood Spirit Seed Powder'?" Nangong Ling, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.
"Blood Spirit Seed Powder?" Old Monster Ding turned to look at her, his expression becoming more and more confused.
"'Xueling Zhongshen Powder' is a drug that can control other people's minds. Not long ago, Li Rong, the second prince of Daqian, tried to use this drug to control the three core figures of Shengyu Trading Company, so as to expand his strength and plot to seize power. The throne." Nangong Ling explained, "After investigation by the younger generation, the 'Blood Spirit Seed God Powder' comes from Zhuge Thatched Cottage. In recent years, the people in the thatched cottage seem to have a close relationship with the 'Dark Temple' and the 'Seven Star Pavilion'. The Seven Star Saint thought It shouldn't be too difficult to get this drug."
"Girl, what do you mean..." Old Monster Ding's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"According to what this white-haired man said, the reason why Saint Guo Tianwei was defeated should be caused by poisoning." Nangong Ling opened her lips lightly and slowly expressed her suspicion, "Most likely, the other party used Ling Sun's hand to do something to Mrs. Guo. He got the 'Blood Spirit Seed God Powder' and manipulated her to poison the saint."
"But Zheng'er is kind-hearted, so why should he listen to them and frame Mrs. Sister-in-law?" Old Monster Ding suddenly realized, and then said in pain.
"Maybe your grandson also planted the 'Blood Spirit Seed God Powder'." Nangong Ling comforted him softly.
"What a smart girl!"
Seeing that Nangong Ling had accurately calculated what happened based on only a few words, Beidou did not hide his surprise at all, and couldn't help but admired, "It's amazing, it's really amazing, but you can tell one thing No, an ignorant young man like Ding Zheng can be at our mercy just by sending a beautiful woman to talk a few words, so why do we need to use the 'Blood Spirit Seed God Powder'?"
"You, you thieves!" Old Monster Ding was furious, his eyes were slit, and his sharp and shrill voice soared into the sky, almost piercing the sky.
Unexpectedly, the grandson saved by Old Monster Ding after all the hardships turned out to be the trigger for the destruction of "Si Cliff"!
Looking at Old Monster Ding who was about to collapse, Zhong Wen remained silent, filled with emotions in his heart.
The few words spoken by the people above once again caused extreme chaos on the top of the mountain.
"'Si Cliff' was wiped out?"
"A saint can be killed?"
"Looking at it this way, our side is going to lose one saint. That's not good, it's very bad!"
"Are we going to lose this war?"
"By the way, why did we side with Wen Dao Academy in the first place?"
"I heard that the 'Dark Temple' had once spread rumors. If you are willing to join them, not only can you save your life, but you will also be rewarded with techniques and secrets above gold level!"
"Brother, I have this intention. I wonder if you have any knowledge? Can you recommend me?"
On the top of the mountain that was shrouded by the spiritual power formation, the cultivators who came to attend the meeting were panicking and talking a lot. Coupled with the deliberate instigation of some people with evil intentions, the direction of the wind gradually began to shift towards the side of the "Dark Temple". .
Hearing the news, the saint and others immediately fell into an embarrassing situation of internal and external troubles.
