Yang Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, his handsome forehead frowned slightly, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes. He restrained his smile and said lightly: "Fellow Dao Xie Xing Tianxie, please be careful."

Beside him, the two Ziwei Sect monks looked gloomy, and a powerful aura rose from their bodies, which a banged. The three cultivators of the Destroyed Sect were naturally not willing to be outdone. Although both sides did not take action, the air was filled with harsh buzzing sounds because of the momentum of both sides.

"Haha, Xing is wrong, fellow Taoist." A little thought flashed in Xing Tianxie's eyes, and then he beat him up. After all, if he had completely broken up with Ziwei Sect at this moment, there would be no benefit, and it would only benefit other monks and fishermen from various sects. He naturally would not do such a stupid thing.

Yang Wei snorted in his heart, knowing that he must not act voluntarily at this time. He reached out and waved his hand slightly. The atmosphere of the two sides' tit-for-tat atmosphere was slightly relieved.

However, even so, the atmosphere in the hall was still at an extreme stalemate. If the eyes could kill people, I am afraid that both sides would have their bodies destroyed and their souls were full of holes, and they could not die any more.

Under such a situation, the many monks in the hall had no expression on their faces and didn't know what they were thinking.

"Haha, I wonder if you fellow Taoists have heard that this time the holy land is opened, and a sect in Beihuazhou that is also invited." The leader of the Destruction Sect is the Luoshui Gate monk in Southern Yanzhou.

The Luoshui Sect is not weak. The master's cultivation level has reached the late stage of the Golden Pill, and the four masters under him are also Jindan cultivators. It is said that there is also an older monk in this sect who is in the Great Perfect Golden Pill Realm, who is determined to attack the Nascent Soul Avenue. In Nanyanzhou, it is also second only to the Destruction Sect.

The person who spoke at this moment was the leader of the younger generation of Luoshuimen. Jun Wuhui, who is less than 23 years old this year, has already achieved the middle stage of foundation building and has excellent talent, which shows that.

"My junior brother also heard some news about this matter." Jun Wuhui's voice fell, and a wise monk behind him flashed in his eyes and said, "The level of cultivation in Beihua Prefecture is low. The holy land has been opened for years and has never issued invitation jade certificates to the inner sects of this state. However, as far as I know, the strength of this Luoyun Valley is still good. There are two Jindan monks in the sect, and they even wiped out a sect that is comparable to its strength not long ago. Now they are the overlord of the cultivation world of Beihua Prefecture."

After the two of them spoke, the atmosphere eased slightly. Xing Tian nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Brother Jun said this, right. I have also heard from the master that the reputation of Luoyun Valley in North China is mentioned. It is said that there is a Jindan monk named Yaodaozi in this sect. The art of alchemy is extremely skillful, and he is at least a third-grade alchemy master."

"Hmph! But two Jindan cultivators, the highest cultivation person is only at the mid-stage level of Jindan. Such a sect is not worth mentioning in our Quanzhou!" Xing Tian's voice fell, and a pretty girl behind Yang Wei sneered and sneered: "There is no tiger in the mountains, and her beard is called the king. Luoyun Valley is just a fortune and is not qualified to get the invitation from the holy land jade certificate!"

Although this woman is pretty, her lips are slightly thin, her chin is sharp and she has a black mole, giving people a feeling of mercy.

"In the eyes of fellow Taoist Li Qingliu, the strength of Luoyun Valley may not be nothing." Xing Tianxie's eyes flashed a little coldness. He touched his chin with a green beard and slashed, "But every time the holy land is opened, each state sect has a quota limit. According to previous years, you Ziwei Sect should have five, but one is missing this year. Hehe, maybe the missing quota is even given to this Luoyun Valley disciple."

"Senior Brother Xing said it is right. As far as I know, except Quanzhou, the quotas of all sects have not changed. It must be so."

"Tsk tsk, Ziwei Sect has always had one more place than my Poison Sect and other sects, second only to the Three Thousand Dao Sects of Yingzhou and the Supreme Demon Sect. However, I think this situation will not continue in the future." A woman behind Xing Tian, ​​about 17 or 18 years old, has big eyes and a raised nose, and her plump lips are slightly opened, and she looks like a long crackling section, making her look weird and inconvenient.

"This is better, so that some monks will not always think that they are superior, which makes us feel disgusted."

The monk of the Destruction Sect was over 20 years old, with a cold face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and frowned and sneered repeatedly.

Yang Wei's expression was slightly stiff when he heard this, and his eyes became a little gloomy. He couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Reducing one quota is also something that my Ziwei Sect should care about, and it probably has nothing to do with you. Just take care of your own affairs, and there is no need to worry about this matter."

Xing Tian smiled slightly without being annoyed. He waved his hand to stop provoking, picked up the tea and took a sip, and exclaimed repeatedly: "Good tea! It's really good tea!"

"Senior brother said it well, it's really good tea." The weird girl beside her giggled, pretended to pick up the teacup, shook her head and said.

"Beihuazhou is a barren land, and its level of cultivation is extremely backward. The monks who came out of there must be waste." At this time, a hint of shame and anger flashed in Li Qingliu's eyes, and he couldn't help but say coldly.

"Although I have to compete for a quota of holy land from Quanzhou, I have to have the opportunity to enjoy it. If I can't even pass the first test tomorrow, I think he will still have the face to ask for a quota of holy land in the future."

"What my junior sister said is reasonable. Tomorrow's test, the monk Luoyun Valley will definitely not pass." Behind Li Qingliu, Qinghuo's mouth slightly raised, revealing a little cold look. "When this person comes, if I have the chance, I will be intimate with him so that he can understand how the word "waste should be written?"

Li Qingliu smiled a little on his face when he heard this, glanced at Xing Tian with his eyes and said disdainfully: "What are the amazing characters in the small sects in the wilderness of Beihua Prefecture?"

"The third-grade alchemy master is extremely rare in my entire Zhao State cultivation world. How can I get it from Luoyun Valley? I see that this matter is probably because they found someone to brag about it. I didn't expect that the people of Pounduo Sect Pounduo will take it seriously, which is really hard to believe."

Xing Tian frowned slightly when he heard this, and a little cold look flashed in his eyes. However, before he could speak, a cold sound came from the entrance of the hall.

"Shut up!"

The voice fell, and a young monk wearing a blue shirt and a gloomy face appeared at the entrance of the hall. His dark eyes were as dark as there was no emotion, covering Li Qingliu.
Chapter completed!