"Don't be embarrassed by the waste!"

Nangong Mo's old face twitched slightly, and a golden light bullet shot out from his palm, rushing towards the arena in the center of the square like a meteorite.

With a loud "boom", the light bullet directly shattered the restricted light wall around the ring, and hit the white water dragon formed by the heavy water of the three Yin at a lightning speed.

"Bang!"

A deafening roar sounded, and the light bomb exploded on the body of the water dragon, splashing out a strong golden light.

The water dragon collapsed in an instant and turned into nothing.

Shen Lang was shrunk hundreds of meters by the power of the light bomb's explosion. The golden light wall condensed by the Nine-turn magic seal barely resisted the explosion-like impact of the light bomb.

Lu Peng collapsed on the ground, furious and sweating.

If Nangong Mo hadn't taken action, Shen Lang's tornado rain would have killed himself!

"Are you wrong?"

Seeing that Nangong Mo, the elder of the ancient artifact sect, suddenly rescued Lu Peng, the whole audience was in an uproar, and the monks showed contempt.

When the ordinary disciple of the ancient artifact sect named Shen Lang was about to be killed by Lu Peng, the elder of the ancient artifact sect didn't say a word. Now that he is in trouble with his disciple, he will treat him differently.

The disciples of the Seven Immortal Sects all know that Lu Peng is Nangong Mo's disciple, and such obvious behavior of protecting short-term weakness is really disgusting.

Most of the disciples of the Seven Immortal Sects are ordinary disciples with no background, and they feel sympathy for Shen Lang's experience.

The key point is that Lu Peng's previous shameless actions aroused public anger, and the monks were eager for Shen Lang to kill Lu Peng, a vicious person.

Now that Lu Peng was suddenly rescued by Nangong Mo, the monks were naturally unhappy.

Even the disciples of the ancient artifact sect were a little unhappy. They didn't say it, but they were very dissatisfied with the double standards of the great elder Nangong Mo.

It’s really not good to protect yourself in this way! Their ancient artifact sect will be a laughing stock.

Shen Lang suppressed a great anger in his heart. Nangong Mo said just now that he didn't want to interfere with the fight between the juniors. Now he slapped the face in minutes. This elder of the ancient artifact sect is really disgusting!

Even more disgusting things are still behind. Nangong Mo's face did not change his expression and shouted loudly to Luo Cheng, who was hosting the ring battle: "Fellow Daocheng, this ring battle ends here! It is a battle between our disciples of the ancient artifact sect. It is better to discuss who will advance separately from our ancient artifact sect.

.”

"this……"

Luo Cheng hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay, fellow Daoist Nangong is the leader of the ancient weapon sect. The candidate for promotion in this arena battle will be decided by fellow Daoist Nangong."

Nangong Mo is a famous master in Qianqiu Peak Realm. Luo Cheng is not good at not giving him face, and both sides of the battle are disciples of the ancient artifact sect, so it would be better to sell Nangong Mo a favor.

"Wow!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the monks in the audience were shocked again.

Now that the blind man can tell who wins and who loses. This great elder of the ancient artifact sect is still going to "discuss" the candidate for promotion?

Isn't this an obvious bullying? After hearing Nangong Mo's words, Shen Lang felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit. He could no longer help it and gritted his teeth and said, "Great Elder, although I, Shen Lang, have been in the entry for a short time, I am also a disciple of the ancient artifact sect! Since I am the ancient artifact sect, I am a disciple of the ancient artifact sect, as a junior.

When a disciple participates in the Qianqiu Martial Arts Association, he should enjoy the power of fair competition. Why should the elder exclude me, a junior?”

He Jian's face changed slightly, and he clasped his fists and said bluntly: "Great Elder, this should not be like this! In this arena battle, Shen Lang should be the winner. I believe that the monks watching the game have a conclusion in their minds."

"He Jian, don't protect this boy with a suspicious identity. This guy joins my ancient artifact sect with another intention! He can hide it from others, but I can't hide it from me." Nangong Moli shouted.

Shen Lang was furious and laughed in anger, "Then please tell me, what's wrong with the identity of the younger generation?" Nangong Mo said with a gloomy face: "Shen Lang, you ascend to a monk, and you broke through the peak of the early stage of the semi-immortal stage in just twenty years, and you have learned several great magical powers and earthly magic techniques in this sect in more than ten years! This is definitely not a normal monk.

The level I have reached. I haven’t asked you yet, what is the purpose of deliberately hiding in the sect?”

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience burst into trouble.

The monks on the field looked at each other, and it was indeed incredible that this amazing early-stage monk of the semi-immortal stage had achieved such achievements in less than twenty years of ascension.

He Jian frowned and said, "The Great Elder is such a bad word! Shen Lang is already gifted and has a blood spirit immortal body. It is not impossible to achieve such a achievement. Why do you have to look at him with suspicious eyes?"

Xia Shan'er gritted her teeth and said, "Master, Shen Lang is Shan'er's life-saving benefactor. Shan'er can guarantee that his identity is absolutely no problem!"

Ning Xiaoyao couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and said, "Great Elder, you can question Shen Lang, but before you have no evidence, you don't have to deliberately make things difficult for Shen Lang! I don't agree with this matter." Nangong Mo's old face showed a hint of anger and said, "I have decided, you don't need to plead for Shen Lang anymore! This son's identity needs to be found. Before his identity is found, he is not allowed to participate in any external activities of the sect, nor is he allowed.

Participate in this hunting trial!" "Haha, the Great Elder is wise! Shen Lang doesn't know what evil intentions are hidden yet. Letting him participate in the hunting trial will not be of any benefit to the ancient artifact sect. If the disciple Lu Peng gets a quota, he will definitely work hard to win more benefits for the sect

!”

Seeing that he was expected to advance, Lu Peng was extremely excited and showed a gloating sneer on his face.

The monks off the field felt disgusting and nauseous after hearing Lu Peng's words. Shen Lang was trembling all over. He clenched his fists and sneered: "Nangong Mo, you are the elder of the ancient artifact sect. It is natural to slander it, and it is easy to kill me. Since you can't stand a junior like me in your eyes, I will also be able to do this ancient artifact sect.

Not waiting!"

After saying that, Shen Lang flew down the ring and bowed to He Jian first: "As a teacher for one day, you will be a father for life! Senior He Jian, you have the kindness of knowing me. No matter what younger generations will do in the future, you will never forget your kindness."

"Shame!"

He Jian stepped forward and helped Shen Lang up, shook his head with a bitter face, without trying to persuade Shen Lang to stay.

Nangong Mo has excluded Shen Lang so much. Even if Shen Lang can stay, he will not be able to make much progress in the ancient artifact sect in the future. It is better to let him fly with the sky.

"Junior Brother Shen..."

Xia Shan'er's eyes were red, and she never expected this would be the ending.

The disciples of the ancient artifact sect looked at Shen Lang with burning eyes, and admired Shen Lang's courage and style in their hearts.

Unfortunately, such an excellent junior brother was forced out of the sect.

Shen Lang's heart is determined to leave. Life is to fight for the sake of breath! If you only want to survive and have a little benefit, you have to give up your dignity, which Shen Lang cannot do.

Just when he was about to fly away from Qianqiu City Square, the head of the Beast Mountain suddenly stood up and whispered: "My friend Shen Lang, I wonder if you are willing to join my Beast Mountain? I am willing to accept you as my personal disciple!"

"You may as well enter my Blood Wood Palace. I can accept you as a closed disciple!"
Chapter completed!