Tianpu Xianyuan, the venue for the Duobao Conference.
A semicircular arena has been built here, with three thrones on the high platform. Even if no one is seated, it still gives people an endless sense of oppression.
The monks from all the major states have already taken their seats.
The Duobao Conference should have been a joyous and solemn event, and what many monks should have discussed was the ownership of the top-quality immortal treasures.
But now, the atmosphere in the entire arena is very depressing.
Everyone looked at the gap opposite the semicircular field from time to time, where it was flat.
Qin Mu, the void hunter, wants to challenge all the contemporary immortals today.
A powerful being who severely injured Li Yan and forced Li Qianfan into a desperate situation.
The faces of every invited monk were full of solemnity and worry. Nowadays, in the immortal world, everyone knows and knows that Li Yan and Li Qianfan are the leaders of the contemporary era.
Putting aside Qin Mu's identity, his combat prowess is already outstanding in the contemporary era.
"If Qin Mu wants to fight according to the challenge rules of the Duobao Conference, it will be detrimental to us."
"In a one-on-one match, who can be Qin Mu's opponent in this generation? But even if we win in the end, our face in the immortal world will be tarnished."
"Wagon battle, this will make the demon world, demon world, and underworld laugh at our high-sounding, even if the opponent is Qin Mu."
In the audience, monks from various states and different forces communicated with each other.
As the start time approaches, the atmosphere becomes more and more tense.
"You are too optimistic. We should think about it now, what should we do if Qin Mu wins?"
Someone asked a negative question, but everyone around him was hesitant to speak.
"Qin Mu has disappeared since Cuifeng Mountain. He has not revealed any evidence."
"If he challenges according to the rules, do we have to watch him defeat all the immortals of our time?"
A group of monks were discussing when they suddenly discovered a situation that made them even more pessimistic.
"Why are all these quasi-Daoists so listless?"
"It seems like you were severely injured and haven't recovered yet?"
"How can you fight Qin Mu with such a posture?"
The first row of the semicircular arena is filled with the thrones of the major quasi-Dao disciples. At this time, some of the people in the thrones are even drowsy!
Except for Li Fusheng, Tang Qing'er, Lu Xifeng of Qingfu Daozhou, and the famous Li Qianfan, other contemporary "beaters" are like eggplants beaten by frost!
"What's going on? Are they afraid of being embarrassed, so that's why they behave like this?" Tang Qing'er frowned and looked at the quasi-daoists around her.
At a glance, the first row of the semicircular arena was all wilted!
"I don't know. If I go to Chu Buqi now to ask for gossip, I'm afraid it will be too late." Li Fusheng looked at Chu Buqi, who was across from the three thrones. Even Chu Buqi himself was in a sluggish state!
Tang Qing'er looked at Li Fusheng with disgust, "If you hadn't followed me, how could you have missed this kind of information!"
"You still blame me?" Li Fusheng was unconvinced.
"If you don't blame me, who do you blame? I'm just curious about the fighting methods of the demons in the three realms. Why do you insist on following me?" Tang Qing'er said dissatisfied.
"You still have the nerve to say that?" Li Fusheng immediately retorted: "Who in the entire Qingfu Daozhou doesn't know who you are, and who doesn't know about your grudges with the Tianzhuo Demon Sect? You go to the Tianzhuo Demon Sect alone, why don't I follow you? , if something goes wrong..."
"I just want to strengthen my Taoist heart." Tang Qing'er said calmly.
He was able to restrain his murderous intent without taking action in the Tianzhuo Demon Sect. This was already the greatest success for Tang Qing'er.
Li Fusheng breathed out of his nostrils. Even if everything ended in peace, even if it happened again a hundred times, he would have to keep up a hundred times.
Next door to them, Lu Xifeng and Li Qianfan were in good condition, but they were both a little wary.
The one who was wary was not the upcoming Qin Mu, but the Third Realm Witch Ruan Ling beside them.
Chang Qing is right, Ruan Ling is an excellent whetstone.
Fighting like a puppet, ignoring all factors other than fighting, and fighting to the extreme, really caused Li Qianfan and Lu Xifeng to stumble.
This fighting method belongs to a strong person like Jiang Tian.
To put it bluntly, even if half of Ruan Ling's head is broken, the remaining half of her face will open her mouth, and she will use the remaining half of her teeth to bite off a piece of you. Come meat.
However, the results are obvious.
Li Qianfan consolidated the control of Jiu Xu Minghu, and Lu Xifeng could be said to have encouraged it, directly improving a lot of combat experience.
"Don't think you can do it. The conference will start later. This Ruan Ling is my prey and I will kill him." Li Qianfan looked at Lu Xifeng who was full of fighting spirit and couldn't help but said: "If you challenge Ruan Ling later, I won’t hold back anymore.”
Lu Xifeng nodded repeatedly. Of course he knew this. He also knew that Ruan Ling was different when he fought with him and when he fought with Li Qianfan.
In the Tianzhuo Demon Sect, the battle between Ruan Ling and Lu Xifeng was always on point. Because of the "self-preservation" command. But the battle with Li Qianfan was really a fight to the death. It was a hunting order with a higher priority.
Lu Xifeng looked at the expressionless Ruan Ling and let out a long sigh. He recalled every previous fight with Ruan Ling, and even now he was impressed by Ruan Ling's purity in fighting.
Such a powerful and potential demon has no thoughts of his own...
Ruan Ling did not always have the upper hand. Later, when Li Qianfan and Lu Xifeng joined forces, Ruan Ling was also pushed into a desperate situation.
Lu Xifeng could never forget Ruan Ling's calm eyes. He didn't understand why Ruan Ling carried out the order so firmly.
Lu Xifeng was a little distracted, and Li Qianfan squinted over and waved his hand in front of Lu Xifeng's face, "What are you thinking about?"
"No...I didn't think about anything." Lu Xifeng was a little absent-minded.
Li Qianfan said with a serious face: "I remind you, don't treat Ruan Ling as a human being, let alone a woman."
"I didn't... I didn't... I really didn't!" Lu Xifeng explained repeatedly.
Li Qianfan looked towards the open area of the arena, where all the entrants, no matter who they were, would appear.
Li Qianfan saw the familiar figure and said calmly: "Even if I can't kill Ruan Ling, Chang Qing will not let her go."
Lu Xifeng also looked at that figure, and couldn't help but glance at Ruan Ling from the corner of his eye.
"Do you want to add more to the Jiuxiao Heavenly Waterfall? I have looked at the geographical environment of the Heavenly Waterfall Fairyland. Even if there is less water flow, it will not affect it. On the contrary, it will prevent a flood from breaking out."
Changqing handed his invitation to the immortal at the venue.
"It's not like the more you pretend, the stronger you are. That's not how the power of the law works." Xu Wenxin stood next to Changqing.
The two figures were close to each other, and both of them were wearing landscape robes.
Changqing's fairy robe has half a wooden house and a tranquil lake. On Xu Wenxin's fairy robe was the other half of the wooden house and the constantly running Nine Heavens Waterfall.
The two of them stood together, like a three-dimensional landscape painting.
"There are so many people in the conference, and the invitation is just a formality. There is no need to check it so carefully, right?" Changqing looked at the immortal in front of him in confusion.
The staff member at the venue repeatedly confirmed that the invitation was correct, but his expression was full of weirdness, and he kept looking at Changqing.
"Different invitations correspond to different locations. After all, this is a conference held by Immortal Emperor Duobao, so we can't be careless about the details." The immortal couldn't make up his mind. He secretly didn't know who he was communicating with.
When he noticed that everyone's eyes were fixed on Chang Qing and the arena became quieter, he realized something was wrong.
The immortal quickly and respectfully moved out of the way, "Sir, please take a seat."
"Where is the seat corresponding to my invitation?" Changqing asked.
The immortal looked at the three thrones on the high platform facing him, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Chang Qing said in confusion: "I said let's go through the motions. Don't you have to find a seat by yourself? Okay, you can step down. I have acquaintances and some seats."
Changqing did not embarrass this fairy staff member.
"Sir, your position is..." The immortal swallowed and did not continue speaking, but pointed to the three thrones.
Changqing said in surprise: "Are you sure? Isn't this inappropriate?"
