High platform.

The elder of the Fire God Cult had a smiling face.

"I never thought that this girl named Jiang Li could control twelve Mysterious Mist Ice Cones at once. It's really surprising."

He couldn't help but sigh.

It's called emotion.

In fact, it was intentional to provoke Qin Lang.

It would take a lot of effort for a Dan Palace realm cultivator to resist Jiang Li's twelve Mysterious Mist Ice Cones.

Not to mention that Nalan Yanran is only at the fifth level of Purple Mansion.

What can she use to fight Jiang Li?

Although the Fire God Sect and Lingyun Pavilion are in competition because they are the second and first.

But now the elders of the Fire God Cult couldn't help but sigh.

This Wang Defa is worthy of being the supreme elder of Lingyun Pavilion.

His cultivation level is not very high, but his eyesight is very strong.

It was obvious at a glance that Jiang Li was sure to win.

The Fire God Cult elder looked towards Qin Lang.

He wanted to see panic on Qin Lang's face.

It is an honor to witness the panic-stricken expression of a super powerful person.

But he was disappointed.

Qin Lang looked at the arena calmly.

He was actually very worried about Nalan Yanran.

Especially the twelve ice cones mentioned by the Fire God Elder, they seemed very awesome.

Qin Lang's heart was already hanging in the air.

But he still had confidence in Nalan Yanran.

For no other reason.

Just because Nalan Yanran hasn't made a move yet.

Both the Gale of Absolute Slash and the Sword Ball are Nalan Yanran's ultimate moves.

Although he failed to practice the Tongtian Sword Canon.

He had seen the power of Tongtian Sword Classic before.

…

Nalan Yanran faced the twelve icicles attacking her and ignored them.

A look of contempt appeared on Jiang Li's face.

Oh.

Locking Immortal Gate?

So rubbish?

Faced with her twelve ice cones, he was actually frightened silly?

Dare not move?

I don't know how she passed the first round.

I'm afraid he has encountered a disciple in the Juxi realm from a second-rate sect.

This time, I wasn't so lucky.

She wants Nalan Yanran to die in her hands!

Jiang Li was very proud.

This is the first one!

There were five disciples from Suoxian Sect who participated in the battle.

I hope they have better luck.

I met her in every subsequent round.

“clang!”

The sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed was heard.

Jiang Li was pulled back to reality from his fantasy.

A sword flashed before her eyes.

The sword light was so cold.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Li was shocked.

Shouldn't her twelve ice cones pierce through Nalan Yanran directly?

Where are the icicles?

Jiang Li looked towards Nalan Yanran.

The icicles were nowhere to be seen, leaving only a puddle of water on the ground.

Ripples appeared on the water.

Nalan Yanran's voice rang in her ears.

"The road is long, and only the sword is my companion."

Jiang Li suddenly felt severe palpitations.

“Gurgle…”

She swallowed.

Nalan Yanran's sword was already against her neck.

The cold made her hair stand on end.

As long as Nalan Yanran moves the sword forward one more inch.

Her throat was pierced by the president's sword.

The fear of death almost made Jiang Li collapse.

"I give up! I give up!"

Jiang Li cried out.

She doesn't want to die yet!

Nalan Yanran silently retracted her sword.

The sect competition is a matter of life and death.

However, if someone has already admitted defeat, it would be against the rules to take action again.

This can easily cause conflicts between sects, so it must be prevented.

Nalan Yanran raised her head slightly and looked towards the platform.

She was smiling.

Uncle Master, did you see it?

I will become stronger step by step.

I will eliminate all obstacles.

This Jiang Li is just the beginning.

Wait till I kill that man.

I will let you know my intention.

Jiang Li, who admitted defeat, felt ashamed to live like a human being.

She fled from the Locking Immortal Gate at a rapid speed.

A dignified ninth level Purple Mansion was defeated by a fifth level Purple Mansion with just one sword.

She was too embarrassed to see anyone.

She doesn't even want to go back to Xuanwu Hall.

Now, she just wants to stay away from Locking Immortal Gate.

She wants to escape.

Escape to a place where no one knows her.

High platform.

Qin Lang looked at Nalan Yanran on the stage, raised his head and smiled.

Even though Nalan Yanran couldn't see him.

But he still smiled back at Nalan Yanran.

Nalan Yanran did not disappoint him.

Being able to defeat the ninth level of Purple Mansion with one sword with the fifth level of Purple Mansion, you are really good!

Moreover, he helped him get 5 billion for free.

"An elder of the Fire God Cult, right?"

Qin Lang looked at the elder of the Fire God Sect with a smile on his face.

Were you so arrogant when you made the bet just now?

Now it's his turn to collect the debt.

The Fire God Cult elder was shocked.

He didn't expect that Jiang Li would be defeated in just one move.

And he just lost 5 billion like that?

Five billion, even if he is the elder of the Fire God Cult, he can't take it out.

The Fire God Cult can do that.

But he is not the sect leader, just an elder.

"This... Junior Master, five billion is too much. Please give me a few more days..."

Give him a few days' leniency and let him find an excuse to ask the sect leader, Flame Demon Lord, for spirit stones.

Although he might be killed by the Flame Demon Lord.

Qin Lang smiled slightly.

He held a pill between his thumb and index finger and rubbed it gently.

"It's okay, it's just a few days, I can wait."

While doing it lightly, I used a little more strength.

The rubbed pills were directly crushed into powder.

Qin Lang was stunned.

Oh my god.

I didn't use any effort.

Why is it broken?

Damn, my Danwen-level elixir.

Heartbroken!

The Fire God Cult elder, however, had a look of horror on his face.

"Uncle Junior Master, spare my life! I will contact the Sect Master right now and ask him to send someone to deliver the Spirit Stones!"

He said in horror.

Just now, Qin Lang crushed the pill, and he felt that this was a warning from Qin Lang to him.

If the spirit stones are not paid as agreed.

Qin Lang would crush him to death just like crushing a pill.

The people watching were all horrified.

Is Qin Lang, the junior master from Locking Immortal Sect, so cruel?

He would crush people to death at any time.

He is the elder of the Fire God Cult.

The second sect in Yunzhou!

No face at all!

So cruel!

Qin Lang didn't expect that he accidentally crushed a pill and frightened the Fire God Sect elder so much that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

But he was happy to see this result.

"Well, contact them as soon as possible. As for the 5 billion..."

As he said that, Qin Lang glanced at Wu Changfeng.

His junior nephew Wu was eager to try and looked at him with hope.

"Just hand over the 5 billion to me. If I don't get it, I'll go to your Vulcan Cult to get it."

Qin Lang ignored Wu Changfeng.

Damn! Gave you a billion.

Still want to take advantage of these 5 billion?

You’re dreaming!

Adding these 5 billion, he has 30 billion!

Finally got rid of the idiot!

Taking advantage of the avenue surround effect, looking awesome, quickly threaten.

I'm sure the Fire God Cult wouldn't dare to refuse.

Qin Lang was delighted.

Wu Changfeng felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit.

I originally thought it would be 6 billion more.

I didn’t expect that in the end it would only be 1 billion.

It is indeed a long and arduous journey to get the spirit stones from my junior master uncle!

After the second round.

Of the more than 500 people, only a little over 200 remain.

There were dozens of people who were too seriously injured after two rounds of fighting, and even if they won, they still couldn't continue to participate in the third round.

All five disciples of Suoxianmen entered the third round.

Even the weakest Liu Qingyan was unharmed.

Qin Lang was in a good mood.

Before the third round begins.

Qin Lang looked around at everyone again.

"Anyone else want to make a bet?"

Don’t miss this opportunity to get something for free!

Upon seeing this, Wang Defa immediately wanted to express his opinion.

But Qin Lang was faster than him.

"Except Lingyun Pavilion!"

Qin Lang said decisively.

This old fox has very deep plans.

If you bet with him, you might lose everything.

Wang Defa felt a little uncomfortable.

Junior Master Uncle, Junior Master Uncle, you are making me feel uncomfortable.

Although Lingyun Pavilion is not as good as Suoxianmen, it still has hundreds of billions.

Can't you just let me show my filial piety?

Qin Lang ignored Wang Defa and saw that no one was talking, so he knew that no one dared to gamble.

He looked towards the ring, but was stunned.

Oh shit!

Such bad luck?

Killing each other among fellow disciples?

One's own people fighting one's own people?