Yang Qingxuan smiled indifferently and asked, "They talked about the 'hour' before. What's going on? Did you contact Hua Qing and the other two? "
Fatty Pan said, "The 'hour' should be referring to the time of entering the Jia Mo Temple. The temple will only open at a fixed time. I'm not sure about the specifics. Hua Qing and the other two should have entered the temple. They were still in contact before, but they suddenly broke off. "
Yang Qingxuan muttered, "I hope they've all entered."
He couldn't help but feel a little worried.
People flew over from afar from time to time. They all landed in the distance with dignified expressions and whispered to each other.
At this time, another three people came out of the crowd and reported their sects to Luo Wei and the others. They were also from the top 24 sects and were accepted by Luo Wei and the others.
Everyone's expression turned even uglier.
A young man also stepped forward and politely cupped his fists. "I'm Chu Yingjie from the Yun Nation's Chu family. I should be qualified to stand with you, right?"
Luo Wei looked at him coldly and said with contempt, "The Yun Nation's Chu family? I think so … Aiya … I've never heard of it. What is it? "
"Hahahaha!"
Zhang Bairen, Gu Lan, and the others burst into laughter.
Even the crowd on the other side burst into laughter.
Chu Yingjie's face instantly turned red as he said angrily, "The strength of the Yun Nation's Chu family is not below your 24 sects! Our Chu family's ancestor is at the peak of the Truth Glimpse Stage! "
"Bah, what does your ancestor's strength have to do with you? You piece of trash, get lost if you don't want to die! "
Luo Wei's face turned cold. He spat and pointed at Chu Yingjie.
"Damn it! How dare you humiliate me. I'll show you the power of the Yun Nation's Chu family! "
Chu Yingjie roared. Murderous intent erupted from his body as he rushed over.
His Martial Soul, Hidden Scales and Hidden Colors, appeared. Chu Yingjie's body disappeared, and even his aura was completely hidden.
Luo Wei's expression changed slightly. He sneered and formed a seal with his hand. With a flip of his hand, a light blue ripple spread from his palm and cleansed in all directions.
Not far to the left, the ripple slightly diffracted and deviated from its original path.
"What a useless and terrible Martial Spirit!"
Luo Wei sneered and a terrifying power burst out from his palm. He clenched his fist and punched out.
The fist wind tore through the surroundings, causing a layer of air to appear in the air. It was so powerful that it was like a falling meteor.
"Not good!" In the void, Chu Yingjie's face paled. A seal lit up in his hand and a mighty force poured out. It was like a river drowning a mountain and pushing away a plain, turning into a barrier in front of him.
Boom!
The two of them collided, and an unrestrained energy burst out, stacking up layer by layer.
The powerful Qi washed over Chu Yingjie's body. His figure constantly appeared and disappeared, flickering like a firefly. After a few breaths of time, the barrier shattered with a "kacha" sound. Luo Wei's fist smashed into his chest.
"Pu!"
Chu Yingjie spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs. He was sent flying backwards, his aura extremely weak.
"Haha, this is the difference between the top 24 sects and the other trash sects. Haha."
Zhang Bairen couldn't help but laugh, and said, "The evil spirits and treasures in the Jia Mo Holy Temple are limited, even one more person would be too much."
The others also nodded with a smile, obviously agreeing with him.
Hearing the mockery around him, Chu Yingjie felt the world spinning. He spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.
Fatty Pan whispered, "These top 24 sects are too arrogant, aren't they? Boss, what should we do?"
Yang Qingxuan said calmly, "Don't worry about them. Do you think these trash can stop you and me? But there are still some powerful people in the crowd. I can feel their extraordinary auras. Even I am wary of them. These clowns in front of us, when the time comes, Chu Yingjie's fate will be their example. "
Fatty Pan was shocked, "Boss, there are people you are wary of?"
Yang Qingxuan nodded his head. Looking at the crowd in the distance, he said, "This world is truly filled with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. By the looks of it, that man is only a Greater celestial pinnacle cultivation state. But with a single glance of my Spirit Eye mystic skill, I could feel my heart skip a beat."
Fatty Pan hurriedly followed Yang Qingxuan's gaze and looked over. Yang Qingxuan was staring at a tall and slender man in grey robes. His looks were ordinary, and it would be hard for him to attract attention in a crowd. Furthermore, his cultivation base was indeed at the pinnacle of the Prime celestial level.
Fatty Pan pondered, "That person seems to be called Zhong Jie."
"Zhong Jie?" Yang Qingxuan murmured. His eyes flashed, and he said, "If I meet him, he will be a strong opponent for me."
Time passed slowly. In front of the skeleton bird statue, more than 20 powerful people from the top 24 sects had gathered.
Just then, another figure appeared in front of them.
"Gongshu Qing!"
Yang Qingxuan did not make a sound. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and watched Gongshu Qing fly forward to greet the powerful people.
"Ah, it's Brother Qing!"
Luo Wei greeted Gongshu Qing warmly. The Gongshu family's strength was close to the top 10. Coupled with the strength of their puppets, they were no weaker than the top 10.
And the fall of Gongshu Zang and the other Gongshu family geniuses had caused a huge commotion.
Everyone knew that Gongshu Qing had a high chance of becoming the successor of the family.
The other 20 or so people were also smiling, with a hint of flattery in their eyes.
Gongshu Qing smiled, "Brother Luo Wei and the others have done well. You should have marked out a forbidden area. Not everyone is qualified to enter the Jia Mo Temple."
Luo Wei said, "We are discussing how to set up the Baleful Yin Formation to keep these small fries outside so that they won't disturb our fun of killing monsters."
Gongshu Qing's eyes brightened. He smiled, "Good idea. This Baleful Yin Formation naturally can't be without my participation …"
Before he could finish the word "with", he stopped inexplicably, as if he was choking on his food. He swallowed hard and forced himself to swallow.
Gongshu Qing's calm and indifferent eyes turned into fear. Because he inadvertently glanced at Yang Qingxuan from the corner of his eyes, and his face turned pale.
"Brother Qing, Brother Qing, what's wrong?"
Luo Wei called a few times.
Feng Hao said, "Brother Qing's complexion doesn't look good. I have a Jade Life Pill here that can dissolve blood stasis and promote blood circulation. It's good for internal injuries and cultivation. I'll give it to Brother Qing for free."
Gongshu Qing wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and declined Feng Hao's kindness. He said, "My internal injuries have flared up, and I'm not feeling well. I won't participate in your Baleful Yin Formation. Moreover, this Jia Mo Temple is an ownerless place. It's not good to randomly mark out a forbidden area, right? I don't agree with this matter, so I won't participate. "
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