The thick imperial seal is the name given to him by Xue Tu. He hopes that this seal can become a magic weapon in his hands and become a part of his future glory. But now, this seal is so ruined.

"You...who are you? How can you get on the striking? You don't know the hero striking..."

Just when Xue Tu said the words like a machine gun, Fang Dean had already kneeled on the ground.

This person who had never bent down just now under the yellowish-colored seal, fell to the hero's beating.

"The unfilial disciple Fang Dean, pay homage to Master!"

When Xue Tu heard these words, Xue Tu immediately understood why. This is a typical example of beating his apprentice and the master came out.

"I'm what you said. That magic power should be his master who practiced with his master's wife!" The young figure pointed at Fang De'an with his hand and said with a faint smile.

Xue Tu looked at the calm figure, and a hint of instinctive fear arose in his heart. He couldn't see a person's cultivation, but he was sure of one thing, that was this person, and he was definitely not something he could offend.

Now for him, the best choice is to hide aside immediately and let the host of the heroes deal with this kind of thing.

However, the situation where his seal was destroyed just now was deeply imprinted in his heart, making him feel extremely uncomfortable for a moment.

He didn't want to swallow this breath, but the facts told him that he couldn't do it by himself.

However, in addition to the cruelty under his command, Xue Tu had a good mind. What's more, there was a big family behind him.

He looked at Fang Ling and said calmly: "Your Excellency, do you know the rules set by the ancestor Xuantu?"

"There are only two ways to go on the hero ring. Either climb down or break into the hero ring!"

Ji Xuantu made this rule back then in order to prevent someone from blindly challenging the heroes.

However, no one mentioned this rule many years ago. This is not only because Ji Xuantu has disappeared for too long, but also because the people who have entered the heroic race are all people with identities.

Sometimes they retreated when they saw the difficulties, and no one would be too embarrassed. As for those who came to find their disciples and disciples, they were not in this ranks. But now, Xue Tu raised this rule, which made many people frown.

"How to fight?" Fang Ling looked at Xue Tu, his voice still calm.

Xue Tu's face had a hint of flush at this time. This flush was a flush of excessive excitement.

He felt that his grudges today would never be avenged. But now, this person has given him a chance to avenge him.

He Xue Tu was unwilling to give up this opportunity, nor would he give up, nor could he give up, so he was very excited.

"Master. This matter has nothing to do with you. It is a heroic charity that the disciples voluntarily take. Please, Master..." Although Fang Dean was very injured, his brain was not injured. He could hear that Xue Tu was digging a hole for his master, and he wanted his master to challenge the heroic charity.

Although he had been separated from his master for many years, although he knew that his master had always been a battle against the sky and the earth, although he had always known that his master was very strong...

However, challenging one hundred opponents is also a desperate and unwise move for your master.

What's more, every one of these hundred people will fight to the death. At the beginning, he challenged the heroic race for his lover. He absolutely did not want his master to challenge the heroic race for a little fame.

"Haha, it's true that I'm a soft boy's disciple. If you don't dare to challenge and leave here immediately, I can think that nothing has happened!" Xue Tu laughed deliberately, and his words were even more ridiculous.

Fang Ling raised the corner of her mouth and said lightly: "What is a hero? Tell me slowly."

"The so-called heroic ring is a ring set up by our Zong Zhou's ancestor Xuantu. Those who can step on this ring are all heroes in the world, and there are absolutely no bears."

"The bear can only climb down from this ring. Everyone, do you think so?" Xue Tu said this and said loudly to the people watching below.

The onlookers, some cultivators with high cultivation, dared not say anything. They had already felt the power emitted by Fang Ling.

However, some monks who could not sense Fang Ling's cultivation, and who thought it was in Zongzhou and did not dare to do anything, followed the blood and started to stir up loudly.

"Yes, the heroic ring is a ring left for heroes. Our Zong Zhou respects heroes. As long as we can pass the heroic ring, we can get Zong Zhou's reward."

"Haha, it's not a hero, if you are a hero, if you are afraid, just roll down from the hero."

"I think this master is not as good as his disciple. He must be a material to roll down from the hero."

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"This senior, simply put, the heroics wins 100 games. As long as you can win 100 games, hehe, the entire Zongzhou, as long as your requirements are reasonable, our Zongzhou will agree."

Xue Tu said this and sneered again, saying, "Your disciples have challenged the heroes. You are here to ask me if I am afraid of the rules, so I try every means to find a way out for myself!"

Fang Dean listened to Xue Tu's ridicule at his master, his eyes were a little red. If possible, he wanted to tear the Blood Tu to pieces.

Fang Ling took out a pill from his little Qiankun bag and handed it to Fang De'an, and then said lightly: "Since this heroic ring has such rules, I will follow the guests. This is how you go, go and notify your guardians to come on the field."

As Fang Ling finished speaking, Xue Tu's face suddenly turned red. He felt that he had already tricked an opponent who was many times more skillful than him.

When you go on stage, as long as you go on the striking stage, hehe, you will die 80% and 20% will depend on your luck.

Over the years of experience in defending the ring, he has seen Jindan real man beheaded to death on the ring. He believes that this young man will definitely not be able to get better.

"A gentleman's words are as good as hell. Then I will invite seniors of Jindan real person to come here now!"

While speaking, Xue Tu took out the jade talisman from his Qiankun bag and prepared to invite a peak Jindan monk who knew what he liked to kill his opponents to come and kill this person.

That man was the idol of Blood Tu, and he had been learning from that man. He felt that only by killing people like that could he be happy.

But just as he was about to pinch the jade talisman, Fang Ling said lightly: "Let's wait!"

"Why, are you afraid of this hero? If this is the case, I won't make things difficult for you, let alone people like me, and there is no right to make things difficult for you. As long as you climb down from this platform, everything will be fine."

As Xue Tu spoke, he said to everyone below: "Everyone, this magnificent senior, now I'm scared. Everyone applauds and ask this senior to climb down from the arena by himself!"

His words made many people scream with dissatisfaction, and even bursts of sarcasm sounded below.

Fang Ling naturally turned a deaf ear to these sounds. When the sounds were almost gone, he said lightly: "I asked you to wait a moment. It's not that I won't challenge you anymore, but that I want to tell you something."

"My current cultivation level is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, so if you find Jindan Zhenren, you are bullying the younger generation. You should find some Nascent Soul Ancestors to come!"

Fang Ling said calmly, but these words shocked Xue Tu directly!

He originally thought that Fang Ling was at most at the peak of the Golden Pill, but he didn't expect that this person would actually say that he was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!

Xue Tu's face suddenly became a little ugly. Although he felt that Fang Ling's cultivation was much higher than him, he did not expect that this was actually a Nascent Soul Ancestor.

Generally, the disciples collected by the Nascent Soul Ancestor are all Jindan real people! How did this Nascent Soul Ancestor accept a foundation-building cultivator as his disciple?

Even if he is at the peak of foundation building, his qualifications are not good. How could he be a disciple of the Nascent Soul Ancestor?

And he is also the ancestor of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!

If I had known that this person was the ancestor of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, would I still be as arrogant as before?

One thought after another flashed in his heart, and finally these thoughts gathered into one point, and that was at this time, he had no way out.

So after hesitating, he focused his eyes on Fang Ling again. However, this time, he showed a little respect.

It’s not okay to disrespect it. After all, this is the Nascent Soul Ancestor, not the Nascent Soul Ancestor whom he can offend.

"This ancestor, please wait a moment, I will notify the ancestor of the Nascent Soul who is guarding the rapture."

As he spoke, Xue Tu nodded to a man in the deacon's clothes in the distance. The man quickly took out three incense sticks from his small Qiankun bag and sent them respectfully to Xue Tu.

Xue Tu waved his hand, and the fragrance of the letter was spontaneously ignited without wind, and a thin stream of smoke began to float towards the distance.

At this moment, there was even silence below. I thought it was a cultivator who was fighting an ordinary hero, but at this time, everyone widened their eyes.

The heroic race of the Nascent Soul Ancestor is something that has not happened in hundreds of years!

Although the Hero Ring can challenge the rules by preserving the Nascent Soul Ancestor, in fact, this rule is basically abolished.

Because they have reached the level of the Nascent Soul Ancestor, they can basically achieve their wishes. Even if they have any needs, they can exchange them with Zong Zhou from other aspects.

So when Fang Ling said that he was the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, everyone chose to remain silent.

It is OK to cheer a Jindan real person in Zongzhou, but no one dares to cheer a Yuanying ancestor who is arrogant and can wave his hand to destroy the sun and moon.

Fang Dean's face was also full of disbelief. When Fang Ling left, although he was the strongest among the Nanchu Jindan, his master actually became the ancestor of the Nascent Soul in less than twenty years.

This made him a little hard to accept.

And he was also the ancestor of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. For a moment, a glimmer of hope was rekindled in his heart, which was originally full of despair. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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