There are more and more monks gathered here in Wanmo Ridge, and many of them are even ninth-level strongmen from first- and second-rank sects, but no one has ever stormed back to Tiangu, and everyone seems to have reached a tacit understanding in secret. Everyone is watching...

Mingzhe gradually came to his senses.

Shengyu Lingdi no longer expects to win the reward on Lu Yiye's body. Now they just want to borrow a knife to kill and avenge the dead brothers and sisters. But these monks who rushed here for profit are different. Each of them All stared at the huge reward.

After learning the news that Huitian Valley was surrounded by a large array of forbidden space, no one dared to act rashly anymore.

Lu Yiye can even set up a large formation of forbidden space, who knows what kind of strange formations are there in his spiritual land?

At this time, whoever is the first bird will be unlucky!

To put it simply, people's hearts are not in the same place, and they all expect others to act first and test Hui Tiangu's background, so that they can secretly pick up the leak!

Mingzhe felt angry at first. He obviously has the power to flatten everything, but he is intriguing here, which is really disappointing.

But after thinking about it, it's easy to understand the mentality of those strong people. After all, they don't have that much hatred with Lu Yiye.

Moreover, the bounty on Lu Yiye's body was too huge, so huge that they had to be careful, so as to increase their chances of success.

But if this continues, how can Lu Yiye be killed?

Mingzhe's worries are obviously superfluous, how can others not think of things he can think of? Just when he was worrying about gains and losses, a figure suddenly stood up, and he flew into the air, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Standing out was a man who looked to be quite twenty years old, but the fluctuations in his spiritual power were astonishingly at the level of the ninth level of Yunhe!

Being able to have such cultivation at such an age undoubtedly shows that his background and aptitude are extremely good.

The man was born handsome and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament. What is rare is that he does not have the slightest bit of arrogance and aloofness from a great sect. On the contrary, his face can easily give people a kind feeling. There is a faint smile on his face. A smile makes people feel like a spring breeze.

He rose from the air and hovered about ten feet above the ground. Seeing that he had attracted the attention of the monks nearby, he spoke softly and said, "My fellow Taoists from all parts of Kyushu, Song Zhui is very polite."

Saying this, he turned around and bowed politely.

Even a soft murmur came from somewhere in the crowd: "It's Song Zhui from Yuanhong Palace!"

In the cultivation world of Kyushu, there are talents from generation to generation, and new generations replace old ones. With so many monks present, some people may not know who Song Zhui is, but everyone knows Yuanhong Palace.

After all, that is a first-rank sect.

As early as when Lu Ye first stepped into the world of practice, a woman told him that the top ten first-rank sects in Bingzhou are divided into one palace, two halls, three sects and four sects, and Yuanhong Hall is one of those two halls.

Song Zhui, as a disciple of Yuanhong Hall who was active in the Yunhe battlefield of this generation, is actually well-known, but not everyone knows him after all.

But it doesn't matter if you know him or not, he is the ninth level of Yunhe, and he is a disciple of Yuanhong Hall, these two identities alone are enough.

With that warm smile still on his face, Song Zhui said, "Fellow daoists have come here from all over the battlefield, so I won't go into details about what happened to Song. Everyone knows that Song is lucky to be here today. Just wanted to say a few slanderous words."

The smile on his face gradually faded, and he became solemn: "Since ancient times, in the Lingxi battlefield, the Yunhe battlefield, and even the cultivation world of Kyushu, the two camps of Wanmo Ridge and Haotian League have confronted each other. It is understandable that monks have their own positions. For so many years, the blood feud between each other, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind, and it has never been able to tell the winner. But since Lu Yiye was born in the Jade Blood Sect, the situation seems to have some subtle changes. In the Battlefield of the River Creek, how many fellow Taoists of Wanmo Ridge died because of him, how many sects suffered from him, and suffered huge losses, especially in the inner circle and the core circle... I heard before that dozens of sects in the inner circle were resident. He took people to break it, and he couldn't believe it, but this is the fact that has happened!"

"There is also the core circle, and the sects stationed in the core circle are all above the third rank. All sects and sects are full of talents. In the past, the residences of the sects above the third rank may not necessarily be destroyed in a few years. , but ever since Lu Yiye set foot in the inner circle, he has destroyed dozens of inner circle residences! In addition, twice successively, those inner circle sects were forced to spend money to eliminate disasters!"

At this point, Song Zhui had a look of grief and indignation on his face, and his expression also became excited: "To tell you the truth, the Yuanhong Palace, where Song was born, is also in it, and perhaps many of the sects of fellow Taoists present are among them. The shame of waiting, this is the shame of the entire Wanmo Ridge camp!"

The major sects in the inner circle were blackmailed twice by Lu Ye and forced to offer peace money. Although it was not a secret, few Wanmo Ridge cultivators spoke out in public.

I can't afford to lose that person!

But today, Song Zhui spoke out about it unscrupulously, and the effect was surprisingly good. Many people in the crowd looked gloomy when they heard it. JrNovels.com