"It's him, this is done by Young Master Ning, he is still alive!"

"I disappeared for nearly a month. I thought he had already had a problem with his body like other martial arts predecessors, and he was still alive!"

"What a young man Ning, he really lives up to expectations!"

"Those group of cultivators have just been born and killed all of us warriors. It's a pity that there are no real masters among us warriors. Now that Young Master Ning appears, it's really exciting!"

Many warriors applauded.

This was a sensation.

Some demons were also surprised.

They will not forget everything Ningchuan did in the Eastern Wilderness a few months ago.

It was still in the Dharma-Ending Age, and no one in the Demon Alliance could stop Ning Chuan. He was killed by him and destroyed many masters. Now that the spiritual energy is revived, they are eager to find Ning Chuan and take revenge.

"A human being who knows life or death!"

"Ningchuan, you are alive and are about to settle our old accounts!"

Some of the monsters had cold eyes and slapped the mountain to smash.

At the same time, those newly born cultivators also had cold hearts and murderous intent emerged.

They had already heard of Ningchuan's name.

Unexpectedly, he was so bold that he directly destroyed a base in Zhenguo Education!

The five elders and a young genius of the State Cult are all dead!

This is an initiative to declare war on them!

"I don't know how to live or die. He is arrogant for a few days. He doesn't need the old-age strong men to come out. The top ten young masters in the cultivation world can easily suppress him!"

Someone sneered.

"The top ten young masters have not been dispatched for more than two hundred years. They are said to be young masters, but in fact, each of them is above six hundred years old. However, for the fusion masters, six hundred years old can be considered a young man!"

Someone laughed.

"That's natural. It's said that they were six hundred years old. In fact, they only practiced for four hundred years, and reached the realm of fusion in just four hundred years. This kind of talent is hard to find, and killing Ningchuan is enough!"

Someone continued to laugh.

Time passes.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

While practicing the true martial arts explanation, Ning Chuan was looking for traces of the golden bearded guest and the sword ghost.

In three days, he had a more thorough understanding of the true interpretation.

In fact, as early as the Divine Ruins, he had already broken through the mid-stage of Tongtian, but had just been hiding and not revealed.

Now that three days have passed, his realm has become more stable, and there is even a trend of breaking through to the later stage.

Once he reaches the late stage, his combat power will inevitably reach an incredible level.

Ning Chuan felt it was necessary to surprise the group of cultivators. He couldn't wait to hope that some cultivators could come to trouble him.

Two more days have passed.

Ning Chuan was exploring the traces of Jinlangke and others, while posting them all around the world.

The traces of cultivators in the world have obviously become more and more obvious.

Over the past few days, powerful forces have been born and began to be involved in the world.

There are also many powerful cultivators who have emerged, causing bloody storms and no one dares to provoke them.

In a huge restaurant.

Ning Chuan sat next to the window, his breath was empty and introverted, and he looked exactly like an ordinary person, without any surprise.

After he finished pasting, he drank alone here and listened to the voices of the people in the restaurant. As for the strange bird, he had fallen into Nirvana a few days ago and found a place to fall asleep.

Three religions and nine streams gathered in the restaurant to talk about the past and the present, sighing, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

"Another major sect has surrendered to the cultivator. The famous martial arts sect [Shenquan Sect] in the Zhongzhou area also surrendered to the cultivator. The so-called martial arts civilization is ultimately a dream fallen flower!"

"The ten major cultivation sects have all been born. Who can stop us? Warriors have innate disadvantages. Once they reach the late stage of Tongtian, there will be problems. What should we fight against the cultivation sect?"

"Yes, the future is dim and there is no light!"

"The glory of more than two hundred years is just a dream!"

Many people raise their glasses and drink hard, falling into pessimism.

"You can't say that. Everyone should cheer up. The world's No. 1 village is already holding a martial arts conference. I believe it will surely shock the reputation of the warriors!"

Someone advised.

"The Martial Arts Conference really hopes that the Martial Arts Conference will work. In fact, there are still some masters of warriors, such as the Young Master Ning, the Young Master Zhang, and the Young Master Feng. It's a pity that I haven't seen them for a long time!"

Someone sighed.

"snort!"

A cold snorted from the private room on one side, and a cultivator sneered and heard a voice, "What kind of martial arts conference, I can't stand the pigs and dogs party, what do you think it is?"

Everyone in the restaurant was angry and raised their heads and looked at the private room.

They can say whatever they say, but if someone else says this, they will inevitably make them angry.

"Who is your pride? Isn't it too rude?"

A gangster said angrily.

"What? Am I wrong?"

The cultivator continued to hear a cold voice, "The so-called martial arts conference is nothing more than a false reputation. Your proud martial arts will also be vulnerable. When the day when the cultivator appears in full, martial arts will eventually become the dust of history, and you can't make a fuss!"

"you…"

"You are really bullying others, so you dare to show your true face!"

Many people spoke angrily.

Squeak!

The private room opened and a man in a green robe walked out from it. He looked coldly at the people in the hall and said coldly, "Do you have any opinions on what I said?"

After seeing the man's face clearly, everyone was shocked and it was cold from head to toe.

They recognized the man!

This is a peerless master from the ten major cultivation sects [Taiyi Sect]!

His name is Zhuo Tianfeng, who is very powerful and is a powerful man in the late stage of the God Transformation!

He has a senior brother, known as one of the top ten young masters in the cultivation world, and has long reached the realm of fusion. Over the past period of time, this person has spread all over the world and no one can stop him.

Whether it is scheming or means, they are all ruthless and shocking.

I didn't expect that he would appear in this restaurant today.

"Haha, why bother with them? Let's continue drinking!"

There was laughter from the private room, and another figure walked out.

After seeing the person clearly, everyone was shocked.

This is the Baiyu Young Master from Wushen Jue Palace. He actually mingled with Taiyi Sect. Wushen Jue Palace has also defected to the cultivator?

"If it weren't for your brother Fang, no one would have left alive today."

Zhuo Tianfeng said in a cold voice.

He turned around and walked towards the private room again.

But at this moment!

A terrifying sword energy suddenly emerged from behind him, and with an extremely terrifying wave, it slashed directly behind Zhuo Tianfeng.

Zhuo Tianfeng's face changed and he felt the first time. A huge purple light shield appeared behind him, covering him on the spot. At the same time, he roared and quickly turned around. A flying sword shot towards the direction of the sword energy like lightning.

Everyone in the restaurant was shocked.

Even Ning Chuan's eyes were gloomy and he showed shock.

With a loud bang, the sword energy slashed on the light shield in front of Zhuo Tianfeng, making a roar, shaking the restaurant almost exploded.

Zhuo Tianfeng snorted bitterly, spewing blood on the spot, the light cover on his body was instantly shattered, his body suddenly flew backwards, and a huge bloody hole appeared, almost slashed alive.

A figure flashed from below and quickly landed in the distance. He avoided Zhuo Tianfeng's flying sword and turned into a white-haired old man. He stomped his feet and said, "It's just a little bit, damn it, just a little bit!"

"Uncle Sword Ghost, hurry up and do not let him run away!"

In the other direction, a sudden shout came from the mouth.

A golden figure rushed out immediately and rushed towards Zhuo Tianfeng's direction.

The sword ghost raised his long sword and rushed over quickly.
To be continued...