Lu Li walked towards Liu Qingxuan.
Liu Qingxuan stared at Lu Li angrily: "Lu, you have gone too far. You are not a brother anymore!"
Lu Li asked confused: "What do you mean, I went too far."
Liu Qingxuan said: "What do you think? You clearly know that I like Fairy Mu Yao, but you still flirt with her. Are you deliberately trying to make me angry?"
"So you said this just to say hello. Are you overthinking it? Besides, she took the initiative to find me, and I didn't go to her."
"She can't even come to you! Let me tell you, you are not allowed to talk to her again in the future, otherwise..."
Liu Qingxuan was like a big angry rooster, staring at Lu Li angrily.
"Hey! Got it, next time she comes to see me, I'll just go far away and not talk to her at all!"
"Hehe, that's pretty much it! Lao Lu, let me tell you, I really like Fairy Mu Yao. You don't have feelings for her anyway, so don't bother me, brother. I'll treat you to a drink another day..."
"I know, don't worry, I'm married and have no interest in other women."
"really?"
"Why did you lie to me?"
"Hey, that's great. Where are your brothers and their wives? When will you introduce them to me?" Liu Qingxuan was in a good mood.
"I don't know where he went..." Lu Li shrugged.
"What?"
"Hey, stop talking, look over there..." Lu Li didn't want to dwell on this issue and pointed in the direction of the flag.
At this time, everyone who should come in has arrived.
There were no more, no less, exactly two thousand people in the square.
Everyone's chests were filled with blood-colored mist, which represented their status as the Immortal Alliance.
Crowds of people gathered together, all looking towards the flag stand in the center.
The people close to the flag stand are basically disciples of the seven major sects, and all of them have extraordinary momentum.
Of course, other casual cultivators and gang members are not weak either.
"Everyone! I am Ye Zhanpeng of Xuantian Palace. Although everyone is very powerful, the dragons cannot be leaderless, otherwise we will just be a ball of scattered sand!"
"I would like to elect one person from among us to take charge of the overall situation as the temporary leader of the alliance to deal with the upcoming battle. Do you have any opinions?" Ye Zhanpeng stood on the flag stand, looking at the crowd and shouted loudly.
The words just fell.
Under the flag stand, a tall and thin young man in green robe smiled and said, "What Daoist Ye said makes sense! I, Dong Wei, raise my hands to support you."
Jiulianshan Dong Wei! Hearing this name, the crowd below stirred again.
This Dong Wei was on the list last time.
And this round is the first place in the Jiulian Mountain Golden Immortal Competition.
Unexpectedly, such a person was actually in their camp.
"The people in our Kaio Palace also support it." A middle-aged man not far away said calmly.
"We at Wuliang Mountain also agree." An old monk spoke slowly.
"..."
As Jiulianshan Dong Wei spoke, representatives of other major factions also spoke in agreement.
As for casual cultivators like Lu Li, they had no chance to express their opinions here and could only watch the development of the situation from a distance below.
After a while, all seven major factions expressed their stance.
Ye Zhanpeng asked all the casual cultivators in a symbolic and pretentious manner, and the matter was decided.
As for the choice of alliance leader.
Needless to say, after Ye Zhanpeng's "passing the buck", it still fell to him.
Since this battle cannot be over in three or two days, many things require careful planning and layout.
Therefore, after determining the position of alliance leader. Ye Zhanpeng immediately called together the leaders of the seven major sects and several more famous representatives of casual cultivators, and went to the mountains in the north to conspire and discuss.
The rest of the people were moving around the square, but they couldn't go too far.
…
In a valley opposite the Immortal Alliance, the same thing was going on.
This is the territory of the Righteous Alliance.
However, the morale here is much worse than that of the Immortal Immortal Alliance.
Because many powerful people in the sect know that Ye Zhanpeng and others are on the opposite side of them.
For these people, this situation is as uncomfortable as eating shit.
Let it go, but I am unwilling to do so.
Don't let me, and I'm worried that people like Ye Zhanpeng will wear my shoes when I go out.
Moreover, the senior officials of each major sect have clearly stated that when encountering such a situation, the overall situation must be taken into consideration.
Because only those who are at the top of the sect competition can compete for a good ranking for the sect in the third round of finals.
"Damn, I've been so unlucky for eight lifetimes! Could it be that I can't even make it to the finals this time?" A strong man from Jiulian Mountain couldn't help but complain.
"Hey, Brother Teng, please stop complaining. Isn't it the same with our Xuantian Palace? Several top ten contestants are on the opposite side, and even Senior Brother Ye..." The person next to him sighed.
"Then what should we do? Do we just have to admit defeat?" The strong man from Jiulian Mountain said unwillingly.
"Let's take it one step at a time. There are mostly strong casual cultivators here, and there must be many hidden masters among them. Let's see how they perform then. We won't be able to help each other. If we do this, the Immortal Alliance will not be able to win the game. Then you can’t blame us…”
"Hey! It seems that this is the only way. I hope these casual cultivators and gang disciples can live up to their expectations." The strong man from Jiulian Mountain sighed.
The words of the two people also represent the thoughts of most of the sect disciples of the Righteous Alliance.
Because of the decadence of the sect members, the Righteous Alliance at this time was no longer under the control of the sect members.
After being recommended by many casual cultivators, the position of alliance leader fell on an old man in purple.
This person's name is Lei Xiangtian, and he is a well-known golden immortal cultivator in Ziyang Immortal Domain.
The reason why he is famous is because of his ruthless methods. He once killed thousands of people from an aristocratic family by himself, including several powerful people at the peak of Golden Immortal.
In other words, this person has the strength to defeat several ordinary Golden Immortals at their peak.
Lei Xiangtian is well-informed and can tell at a glance that these strong men of the sect are not in high spirits.
Therefore, when selecting candidates such as the commander-in-chief, these people were deliberately avoided.
In this regard, these powerful men of the sect did not express any objection or protest, and they did not want to take action anyway.
At this time, dozens of people gathered on the high mountain south of Zhengdao League Square.
Lei Xiangtian looked at everyone: "If you have any ideas, please tell us."
"What's there to say? Those sect disciples are as wilted as dried radishes. In my opinion, just gather all the casual cultivators to fight with the people of the Immortal Alliance! What are you doing with all these bells and whistles? "A rough man stood in front of the team and said angrily.
"No!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in green robes not far away said: "Our morale is not good to begin with. If we fight head-on, it will have no effect except losing faster."
Hearing this, everyone nodded secretly.
"Losing faster? Do you still want to win?" The rough man sneered.
"Fellow Taoist, you can't say that. Everyone who comes here doesn't want to win."
"Although the situation is not good now, it is not a reason for us to give up on ourselves."
"This battle is like spiritual practice. We can ignore winning or losing, but we can't give up fighting!"
"If there is a one in a billion chance, we should all fight for it!"
"For nothing else, just to fight for a breath and a clear conscience!"
A young man with a face of about thirty years old stood up, looked at the crowd, and made an impassioned speech.
After everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel their blood welling up.
Someone echoed loudly:
"Excellent! Among us who have been practicing so far, none of us have come from the edge of a knife and licked blood, and which of us has never experienced mountains of swords and seas of fire! How can we surrender without fighting today!"
"That's right, fuck him. Without these sect cowards, we still have thousands of brothers. If we fight hard, we may not have no chance of winning!"
"support……!"
At this moment, all the strong men in the Righteous Alliance became excited because of the young man's words.
They swept away the decline one after another and were determined to have a big fight with the Immortal Alliance!
