Mission City.

The fluctuations of the fight between Sanlang and Venerable Piaomiao.

The whole Guanlan City was in turmoil.

The four hall masters all rushed towards where Sanlang and Piaomiao Zun were.

"Piaomiao Grand Elder!"

Zhixing recognized Venerable Piaomiao and called out to him quickly.

Piaomiao looked at Sanlang indifferently.

The three waves and three swords are over.

The Immortal Master Piao Miao was unharmed.

This made Sanlang look very unhappy.

"Where is the head of Guanlan City's Weapon Refining Hall?"

When Sanlang saw Zhixing calling out to the Immortal Master Piaomiao, he took the opportunity to stop and shouted hurriedly.

Immortal Piao Miao glanced at San Lang.

Seeing Sanlang stop, he had no intention of attacking again.

The madman in the weapon refining hall has too many semi-immortal weapons.

When he was forced into a corner, he just threw out a bunch of semi-immortal weapons.

Even if he had the talisman of the God of Heaven, it would still be difficult.

Old man Tianming trembled when he heard the voice.

"I am the head of the Guanlan City Weapon Refining Hall, Elder Tianming. I am honored to meet you. May I ask who you are?"

He couldn't recognize Sanlang, so he didn't know who Sanlang was.

Sanlang took out the weapon refiner's emblem from the storage space and threw it towards old man Tianming.

"Three Waves of Mad Blade."

He gave his name.

When old man Tianming took the emblem and saw that it belonged to a ninth-grade weapon refiner, he was immediately scared to death.

I heard Sanlang announce his name.

Old man Tianming knelt down and kowtowed without hesitation.

"Old Man Tianming, meet Elder Sanlang!"

Although I don’t know what Sanlang looks like.

But he still knew Sanlang's name.

One side.

Dan Chen from the Alchemy Hall and Lu Yuan from the Formation Hall looked at each other.

The Grand Elders of the Equipment Refining Hall are Mu Yu, Elder Sanlang, and the Grand Elder of the Talisman Hall is Piao Miao Zunzhe.

The three great fairylands all came to Guanlan City.

What big deal happened?

They don't understand.

Reverend Piaomiao glanced at Zhixing and said calmly:

"Take me to the Fuzhuan Hall first."

He came for Qin Lang, who had never practiced talisman art but was able to carve the Purple Sky Divine Thunder Talisman.

As for Mu Yu's purpose, he would find out by the way.

It is mainly for the Talisman Hall, so that it can have more confidence when dealing with the Equipment Refining Hall.

The two major gangs have been competing for ten thousand years.

No one can do anything to anyone.

“Grand Elder…” Zhi Xing’s face looked a little grim. “The Talisman Hall was destroyed. We don’t have enough spirit stones to rebuild it…”

Ji-sung felt very uncomfortable.

The Fuzhuan Hall has arrived for the first time.

There is not much savings at all.

The hall was destroyed by Qin Lang and has not been rebuilt yet.

Upon hearing this, Mad Blade Sanlang beside him burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, your Fuzhuan Hall was actually demolished by someone. How shameful!"

He finally found an excuse to ridicule Piaomiao, so how could he let it go now?

Piao Miao's originally indifferent expression now had veins popping up on his forehead.

If there wasn’t anyone available in Guanlan City.

He really wanted to kill Zhixing with a bolt of lightning.

If he can't even guard the hall, what's the use of him?

Zhixing looked at Piaomiao with grievance.

"Grand Elder... the weapon refining hall was also demolished before..."

He glanced at Sanlang and said angrily.

Piao Miao was stunned for a moment.

Then a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Heh, Sanlang, your weapon refining hall is just like this, the entrance of the hall can even be demolished by others!"

He found an excuse to refute Sanlang.

Sanlang clenched his fists, his eyes full of anger.

If he wasn't unsure about dealing with Venerable Piaomiao.

He had already cut the Master Piao Miao into pieces!

"Who dares to dismantle my weapon refining hall?"

Sanlang had no choice but to vent his anger on old man Tianming.

The roar was violent and powerful.

The roar made old man Tianming's blood boil.

"Reporting to Elder Sanlang, the one who destroyed the four major halls was one person, and it was all done by the people of the Suoxian Sect."

Old Man Tianming replied quickly.

He was afraid that the three waves of violent spiritual energy would strangle all his internal organs.

Sanlang's eyes fixed.

Locking Immortal Gate?

A message for help sent by Mu Yu.

That is, let him take all of Mu Yu's property and go to Suoxianmen.

Could it be that the people who dismantled the four major gangs had some relationship with Mu Yu?

Sanlang was thinking.

However, Piaomiao Immortal Venerable asked Zhixing for the direction of Locking Immortal Gate and flew straight towards it.

Seeing this, Sanlang didn't bother to think and hurriedly chased after him.

…

Round 8.

Only four people left.

The four of them are all from the Locking Immortal Sect.

Baili Xuanba, Ye Wuyi, Nalan Yanran, Liu Qingyan.

No one dared to believe it.

The final of the sect competition.

They are all from the Locking Immortal Sect!

Elders such as Wu Changfeng blushed.

They didn't expect that in their lifetime, the Locking Immortal Sect would be able to reach such a height.

Qin Lang was also very worried.

In fact, until now.

It doesn't matter who wins or loses.

The only four people left were all disciples of the Suoxian Sect.

The first to fourth places were all taken by the Suoxian Sect.

The Suoxian Sect became the undisputed strongest sect.

There is no need to compare anymore.

But rules are rules.

Must compete.

This is the first time in all these years that Yunzhou has appeared, and the disciples in the finals are all from the same sect.

"Uncle Junior Master, how about I go down and tell them that one side will admit defeat directly."

Wu Changfeng leaned close to Qin Lang's ear and asked.

He didn't want to see his fellow disciples killing each other.

Especially, these four disciples are so outstanding.

Qin Lang had the same thought in his mind.

He was about to nod.

However, he saw that the leaders and elders of many sects below were all looking at him.

Qin Lang was about to nod, but he shook his head instead.

So many people are watching.

If he blatantly breaks the rules.

They will definitely be criticized.

By then, they will definitely think of a way to lock the Immortal Gate.

This is not what Qin Lang wants to see.

"No, the rule is to decide who is first, so we have to decide who is first."

Qin Lang said "firmly".

He hoped that the four disciples on the ring would be self-aware and that one of them would admit defeat and not engage in combat.

Everyone was a little surprised to see that Qin Lang rejected Wu Changfeng's proposal.

They originally thought that Qin Lang would rely on his powerful cultivation to directly break the rules.

After all, the weak follow the rules and the strong break them.

Even if Qin Lang directly announced the end.

They had nothing to say.

But since Qin Lang allows the competition to continue.

They also wanted to watch a show.

After all, the killing of fellow disciples is a good show.

Especially the Xuan Lei Sect, the Fire God Sect and Liuming Mountain.

Those sects that suffered a setback in front of Qin Lang wanted to see this scene even more.

The competition continues.

This time, Nalan Yanran was facing Ye Wuyi, who was also a sword cultivator.

Both can use the Wind and Breath Slash.

"Junior Sister Nalan, just admit defeat. We all know the Kuangfeng Juexi Zhan, and our skills are higher than yours. You have no chance of winning."

Ye Wuyi looked at Nalan Yanran and advised.

He really couldn't bring himself to do anything to Nalan Yanran.

It was only with the help of Nalan Yanran that he was able to successfully learn the Storm of Absolute Destruction from Qin Lang.

If we take action against Nalan Yanran, it would be tantamount to repaying kindness with enmity.

"Brother Ye, I'm sorry, but I have reasons why I must win. Please don't admit defeat and don't let me use all your strength."

Nalan Yanran stared straight at Ye Wuyi.

Her gaze was unyielding.

That man is someone she must kill.

He is much stronger than Ye Wuyi.

If she couldn't defeat Ye Wuyi, how could she kill him?

Ye Wuyi was stunned for a moment.

If Nalan Yanran insisted, he would admit defeat.

Anyway, they are all from the same sect, so it doesn't matter who comes first.

He also saw the people in the next ring.

They are all disciples of the same sect.

The Suoxian Sect is already number one, there is no need to compete further.

But Nalan Yanran's words slowly ignited his desire to fight.

"Okay, since Junior Sister Nalan wants to fight, then Senior Brother will fight you to his heart's content!"

Ye Wuyi's eyes fixed.

With a "clang" sound.

The long sword was unsheathed and held behind his back.

Ye Wuyi wanted to see the two people's Kuangfeng Juexi Zhan.

Who is stronger!