It was different from the last time I went to visit Xuan Mo at the vortex of the Galaxy. This time, Wang Lu was ready to start a war.

The last time we met, Wang Lu and Xuan Mo had a great conversation. It was because they both grasped the degree of conversation and did not cross the line, so the atmosphere was harmonious. At the same time, Wang Lu went suddenly and did not notify anyone before that, so #Xian Yifang was caught off guard.

But in a battle of transforming gods not long after, the Earth Immortals lost two people and lost 1,500 points. As the player on the field, Xuan Mo's conversation with Wang Lu was really unexplainable.

According to normal ideas, the Earth Immortal Camp would never allow Wang Lu to talk to Xuan Mo in such a big way.

But Wang Lu had too many problems that he had to go to Xuan Mo to confirm, so the second meeting was inevitable. Wang Wu, the bodyguard, also deserved no choice.

There are not no masters who can serve as bodyguards in the Wanxian Alliance. The Red-robed Ancestor is one of the powers that can be borrowed. However, after applying according to the formal process, it will take at least half a month to use the True Lord-level master. So Wang Lu retreated to the second best. The True Lord-level one can't afford to hire the No. 1 Golden Pill in Jiuzhou.

Wang Lu thought that even if the power of the No. 1 Golden Pill in Jiuzhou is not as good as that of the True Lord, there would not be much difference, because she inherited her own legacy. If she had been herself, after experiencing the great catastrophe of the barbaric land, 150 years would be enough for him to become the top cultivator in the world, and even if Wang Wu was worse than herself, the gap would not be too big. Because her understanding and perseverance were really amazing, the only thing that restricted her to cultivating immortals was the spiritual root. But judging the future of cultivating immortals was just the old road of the predecessors based on the level of spiritual roots, it was only the old road of the predecessors. There were three thousand great ways in the world, so it was not necessary to hang herself on a tree. If she had any way to bypass the limitations of spiritual roots, such as the heretics she was walking in now, the future was unlimited. At present, Wang Wu showed his strength at the peak of the transformation of the gods, but no one dared to say that this was her limit.

Wang Lu also did not think this was her limit. He was very confident in Wang Wu, so he brought a bodyguard with good quality and cheap price and sent troops directly to the immortals tomb in heaven and earth.

However, what surprised him was that he was safe and sound all the way, neither of whom had to stop him, nor did he step on any evil trap. The two of them saw the earth immortal Xuanmo, the master of heaven and earth, and it was still the elegant hall. The earth fairy was sitting quietly in the hall, slightly ecstatic.

After seeing Wang Lu and the others, Xuan Mo nodded, showed a far-fetched smile, and ignored it. Wang Lu thought it was novel. Since the recovery of schizophrenia, Xuan Mo has always been knowledgeable and well-educated. Now that the distinguished guest is here, why didn’t she even serve a few cups of tea?

Until Wang Lu set up a cushion in front of her and was about to ask questions, Xuan Mo woke up as if he was dreaming and said in surprise: "Are you here?"

Wang Lu said in convincingly: "Your despised magical power has reached the fairyland."

Xuan Mo smiled apologetically: "I'm a little distracted." Then he stood up to serve tea for the guests, but his figure was shaking, his steps were staggering, his cheeks slowly flushed, and his face was covered with crystal beads of sweat, and his eyes were blurred.

Wang Lu was shocked after seeing this and hurriedly asked Wang Wu: "I'll ask for the professional advice. Do you think she looks like she is enjoying the pleasure of some taboo?"

Wang Wu also agreed: "I didn't expect that the ancient earth immortals were so generous, and they were as obscene as if they were leisurely during the day. I think you might as well seize the opportunity to have an in-depth exchange with her, which will help promote cooperation between us."

"I think this precious opportunity is left to professionals. Your spiritual touch will definitely allow her to enjoy a different kind of pleasure."

"Lingxi Yizhi is already a thing of the past, and now I am developing new skills..."

"You withdraw fees from public accounts and say you want to open secret weapons, is it just to develop this thing?"

The two were talking in a deep voice, and suddenly saw Xuan Mo staggeringly, as if he could not suppress his body, a cloud of mist rose up. In an instant, the fragrance of wine in the vast hall was filled with wine.

Wang Lu was stunned: "Was he drunk just now?"

As he said that, his eyes turned to the futon where Xuan Mo had just sat upright. He saw the mysterious texture on the futon. In the exquisite decoration, there was a calm formation that Bing Xin could not bear in mind. Only then did he realize that Xuan Mo was sitting on the futon just now was sobering up... I don’t know how many immortal wines she had drunk, but with #媺生女子变, with her cultivation level, could not suppress the wine intentions by herself, and she also had to rely on the assistance of external objects.

But now, in order to get up to welcome the guests, Xuan Mo left the cushion and suddenly became drunk, his mind was in chaos, his body was even more vague, but he showed a lazy smile on his face: "Oh, why has my house been turned around?"

While speaking, Xuan Mo gently swayed his waist, stretched his sleeves in place and turned, dancing gracefully, and humming a light tune. But the dance of the earth immortal is not easy? With a simple hand lifted, the wind and clouds surging in the hall, and the yin and yang energy were rolled by both hands to form a hurricane. The ancient furniture in the hall was swept by the wind, rotating and torn into pieces. Even the impure palace itself was trembling slightly.

The earth immortal cultivator has reached the peak of the immortal path. He has great power when he raises his hands and feet. The hurricane in this hall is enough to blow away the soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator in an instant, and used it in front of two Golden Pill monks. It is simply suspected of murder.

Fortunately, the golden elixir is not an ordinary golden elixir. Wang Wu raised his hand and held up a golden shield, protecting the two of them, allowing the wind and rain outside to stop moving. After a while, the hurricane dissipated, and Xuan Mo also dissipated a little bit of alcohol. Seeing the mess in the hall, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's really ugly."

Wang Lu nodded and responded: "It's really ugly."

Xuan Mo was shocked: "Why are you here?"

After a moment, Xuan Mo said apologetically: "I was really confused just now... forgive me."

"It's okay, and depending on your performance, I have confirmed a lot of guesses, which is of great significance."

Xuan Mo was drunk and so drunk that she was unconscious. This matter itself was very meaningful. In theory, she was not the kind of monk who was indulgent and had rules for her words and deeds. Such people would stop drinking and rarely get drunk unless they encountered special circumstances.

For example, the God-level team battle not long ago.

Wang Lu straightened the point: "Are you infighting in the middle?"

Xuan Mo smiled bitterly: "Yes."

The team's internal strife shouldn't have been told casually with outsiders, but after that bad team battle, people with ulterior motives can know about internal strife with just one guess, and it can't be concealed at all, so Xuan Mo did not hide it.

Wang Lu smiled and said, "Are you guys excluded?"

After thinking about it carefully, the few people who participated in the God-Cultivation Team Battle actually have one thing in common: they are all losers in the Immortal Competition.

Xuan Mo lost to Hetu in the opening battle, and the immortal was defeated by the True Lord of Tianlun. Although the blood and flesh slaughtered almost to Zhu Shiyao, he was defeated by Zhou Ming's sword in the Nascent Soul-level battle. Not to mention the Qianhuan Boy, he was fooled by Wang Wu. As for Bai Ze... he even lost his position as the deputy of the camp, which seemed to be a shame to the earth immortal.

These people are not weak, but their resume is really unbearable. It is simply unlucky to bring these five people into a team.

"However, it would be too much to squeeze out human life - don't look at me, we didn't want to kill people. Who would have expected that your people could not help but fight, and the earth immortal died faster than a rabbit. You are the person involved, is it possible to say that there are no one in your own hands? I thought you should be brothers who share life and death, why did the Immortals quickly turn against each other in just half a year?"

Xuan Mo looked at Wang Lu in a daze, and was silent for a long time and could not speak, obviously unwilling to say more.

Wang Lu was also patient. Xuan Mo didn't speak, so he stumbled in the hall, searching for the legacy of the Earth Immortal from the ruins caused by the drunk hurricane just now - he actually found several books of martial arts that Xuan Mo read every day. The Earth Immortals are naturally fine products. Wang Lu read them with relish, and by the way, he copied a few copies to go back and sell them.

Wang Wu was even more direct. When he saw anything valuable in the ruins, he would directly put it in the mustard bag, and he would not hesitate to do so.

Xuan Mo was stunned for a while. Seeing that these two people were really good at taking the lead, he shook his head helplessly: "The situation is very bad."

Wang Lu then stopped writing and asked, "What's the point? What's the root of the internal strife?" He paused and said, "After all, we are not enemies. In the face of the threat of falling immortals, we should cooperate more than compete. Of course, we hope to win, but we never hope to win this game and lose our teammates who should have joined forces."

Xuan Mo sighed in his heart when he heard this, let go of some hesitation, and said, "The dragons have no heads."

"The dragons have no leader? You have said this, but it will not develop to the point of killing each other, right?"

Xuan Mo said: "I didn't expect the matter to be so serious... But in fact, when I first formed this team, in order to unite all the power, the composition of the earth immortal was a little more complicated. You have also seen that even the demons were among them, including the slaughter of the demons. However, when the boss was there, these problems were not shown. In order to show the sincerity of the union, Bai Ze even took the initiative to abandon the human form - he was the only earth immortal who had not been involved in much killing but fell into a demon."

Wang Lu was slightly surprised: "I didn't expect that he still had some permissions."

"Bai Ze was always very competent when he was deputy. He became at a loss after the boss left. The same is true for the rest of us. When the boss left, most of his most loyal and reliable partners left with him. The rest of us are indeed a mess. If no one is restrained, conflicts will inevitably accumulate. So when we built the tombs of immortals according to our last wishes, we put our hopes on the later generations... Now, this awakening is really a mistake."

Hearing this, Wang Lu roughly understood the problem of the Earth Immortal Camp.

As Xuan Mo said, when there is a lack of a strong leader, it is almost inevitable that the internal strife of the Earth Immortals will be inevitable. If there were no such great fairy competition, they would have probably begun to kill each other long ago. How could those who practice righteousness live in harmony with the slaughtering demons?

The demons make a living by killing and kill people for no reason. So should the righteous monks stop them when they see them? Will they make revenge in the future? Should they take revenge after they have revenge? Without powerful figures to guide and resolve these conflicts, the team is of course unstable.

At this time, the Immortals Competition organized by the Wanxian League gave them an opportunity to unite... In the early stage of the game, the unstoppable posture of the Earth Immortals somewhat suppressed the outbreak of conflicts.

It was not until Wang Lu began to lead the counterattack and reversed the situation, and the conflict broke out again.

And the result of this outbreak was the battle of transforming gods.
Chapter completed!