Fantasy: All Members Of The Chat Group Have Become Fairy Kings

Chapter 44: If The Holy Son Hadn’T Been Unfair And Oppressed The Strongest In My Inner Sect, Would I

In an instant, all the spiritual energy from thousands of miles around was swallowed up by Ye Yi. At this moment, Ye Yi's physical body was glowing, and the spiritual energy condensed into a yin and yang ball, surrounding Ye Yi!

The Nine-turn Golden Pill not only enhances strength, but more importantly, improves the physical body!

Ye Yi is a tenth-level holy body. At this moment, Ye Yi may break through and become an imperial body.

At the same time, on the central martial arts field.

But he staged a series of disappointing sword trials.

"Taiyi Holy Land loses! Yaoguang Holy Land wins!"

"Taiyi Holy Land loses! Yaochi Holy Land wins!"

"Taiyi Holy Land loses! Taichu Holy Land wins!"

Voices rang out one after another. Even if the referee was an elder from Taiyi Holy Land, he could only speak loudly, because if he lost, he lost. At this moment, all the disciples in Taiyi Holy Land were in an extremely depressed mood. They watched all this in silence.

And then time passed little by little, Taiyi Holy Land was completely defeated, and the forty-two strong ones could not enter. They could only watch other sects show their glory on the ring.

The top 42 will be decided in the morning, the top 21 will be decided in the afternoon, and the final competition will be held with the strong men of all races in the evening!

There is still some hope for the human race.

With this thought in mind, I waited until night, and finally the exciting moment arrived.

The human race and all races test swords.

Everyone is paying attention to the first game, hoping that the human race can win immediately. Although Taiyi Holy Land does not win, at least the human race can win, and that's good!

But it's a pity.

"The original holy land of the human race is defeated! The demon race's Celestial Demon Sect wins!"

As the voice of the referee elder fell, for a moment, the human disciples sighed incomparably. This time it was not a curse, but a real feeling of the power of the demon clan, which directly defeated the strong men of the original holy land of the human race without any pressure.

The opponent was very strong, and he defeated the strong human race in just three encounters.

The second game continues!

The human race is defeated!

Game 3 continues!

The human race is defeated!

Game 10 continues!

The human race is defeated!

The competition lasted until late at night. The twenty-one strong men of the human race, the disciples known as the inner sect's seed players, all lost, leaving only the last game.

At this moment, not to mention the Taiyi Holy Land, the entire human race disciples seemed a little disappointed. This was a state where their self-confidence was shattered.

There was a downturn.

Even the senior elders of the major holy places all looked ugly. Only the monks of all races smiled, and from time to time they looked at the elders of other holy places with smiles on their faces, which was extremely hateful.

In the last game, a disciple from the Holy Land of Light was on the field. He came out looking graceful and graceful. He was a very strong person. As soon as he appeared on the stage, the disciples of the human race were shouting for cheers.

"Brother Ning Tian, ​​come on!"

"Senior Brother Ning Tian must win."

"Senior Brother Ning is invincible."

Everyone turned their attention to Ning Tian. They kept asking for more, hoping that Ning Tian could win. In this case, they could still save some face.

Ning Tian took a deep breath. Although there were many shouts, they invisibly put pressure on him.

At this moment, a disciple of the ancient tribe came up. He did not hold a sword, but slowly said: "My master said that in order to promote the friendship of all races, I will not let you lose too miserably. In this sword test, I surrender"

As soon as he came on stage and spoke like this, it was like a huge stone falling into the lake, and it exploded in an instant.

"what do you mean?"

"The ancient clan is really majestic!"

"You actually humiliate my human race like this?"

"unacceptable."

Voices rang out one after another. I was very depressed when I lost a streak all the way. Now when I encounter this kind of thing, I am even more angry.

On the stage, Ning Tian, ​​who was in the Holy Land of Shaking Light, looked very ugly.

"Your Excellency, you are a little too arrogant, aren't you?"

Ning Tian spoke with some anger.

"Arrogant?" The disciple of the ancient clan shook his head, then sighed and said: "Since you are so determined, then I will give you some face!"

He spoke, and then looked at Ning Tian, ​​but without holding the sword.

This is arrogant and he doesn't want to use weapons.

Ning Tian took a deep breath. Since the other party was so arrogant, he didn't care anymore. To beat him would be to humiliate him!

This is Ning Tian's idea.

Clang!

Ning Tian draws his sword!

And then...defeated in one move!

"this!"

Ning Tian looked at all this in astonishment. He didn't believe that he was defeated in one move. He was a hero of the inner sect of the Holy Land of Light. He lost like this. How powerful is the ancient monk.

"The human race's Yaoguang Holy Land is defeated! The ancient race's Tianyan Sect wins!"

The voice of the referee elder sounded, and all the disciples felt heavy at this moment.

Taiyi Holy Land lost!

The human race also lost!

It can be said that the 100,000th anniversary celebration of Taiyi Holy Land is completely messed up, unless a miracle occurs.

But it is a pity that a miracle cannot be born. The core is defeated, the true inheritance is defeated, and the inner sect is defeated miserably. Now the last hope is the Holy Son Competition [What about the Shinshinko Competition? It is basically impossible for the Holy Son to really win The one who plays his trump card.

There is even a question whether there will be a Holy Son Competition, but everyone speculates that there may be a Holy Son trying the sword this time, because Taiyi Holy Land lost so miserably.

Things continue to ferment, and it can be said that the entire Taiyi Holy Land is somewhat worried.

But under this situation, the rumors spread by Ouyang Heng and Gu Zhu became more and more intense.

In the Taiyi Holy Land cafeteria, the originally bustling cafeteria seemed very quiet at this moment. Although the number of people remained the same, no one could laugh anymore.

"If it weren't for the injustice of the Holy Son, who oppressed the strongest in my inner sect, would they be so arrogant?"

Suddenly, someone spoke up and threw away the chopsticks, furious.

As soon as he said this, someone immediately stopped him and said, "Please keep your voice down and don't talk nonsense."

"What can't be said nonsense? Now everyone is laughing at our Taiyi Holy Land, saying that we Taiyi Holy Land are all a bunch of trash. Just forget it if you say that the monsters are laughing at us. Disciples from other Holy Lands are also laughing at us. When did Taiyi Holy Land eat it? Such a big loss? Our Taiyi Holy Land is one of the best holy places. Although the core disciples and true disciples have not shown their true colors, the inner sect was the most outstanding one in the sword trial competition. What now? It is really embarrassing."

He looked extremely angry when he opened his mouth, which instantly resonated with countless disciples.

"This senior brother is right. Senior brother Ye is both wise and brave, and has superior strength. He swept across the Sheji Peak and was invincible. He even defeated the core and greatly helped our Taiyi Holy Land. But now? Such heroes are actually imprisoned in the pond. On the cliff, these clowns were so arrogant that I was really angry.

Someone spoke again, and his words revealed the thoughts of countless disciples.

In fact, the defeat of Taiyi Holy Land made all the disciples feel very sad. However, human nature is very weird. If you can't win, you will hope that your own people can win. Although you will be jealous, everyone understands the principle of rotten meat in the pot.

If they really couldn't defeat them, they wouldn't say much, but now? Ouyang Heng and Gu Zhu are too smart to spread rumors. As Taiyi Holy Land and the human race fail one after another, this rumor will become more and more true!

A truly strong man is imprisoned on Siguo Cliff and cannot go out to fight. How can this not make the disciples angry?

You must know that during this period of time, the disciples of Taiyi Holy Land have indeed received all kinds of abuse, and it is not the abuse from the disciples of ten thousand races, but from the disciples of their own race. Those Holy Lands all look down on themselves, and even the so-called eight hundred people who come to visit them are actually... It’s a public mockery of Taiyi Holy Land!

Does this make these originally aloof disciples of Taiyi Holy Land take such a breath?

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, with endless contempt and ridicule.

"Yo yo yo, now that you have lost, you actually say such a thing? You, Taiyi Holy Land, can only hide in bed and curse, but you have the ability to go to the territory of disciples of all races to speak out? Why should a strong man be imprisoned? I just want to Laugh, if you can’t beat me, you can’t beat me, so you know how to bullshit me!”

The sound rang out, and countless disciples immediately looked over.

The disciple who spoke was not a disciple of the Holy Land, but one of the eight hundred disciples who came to visit.

In the fantasy world, there are ten holy places and two substitute holy places. Next is the Eight Hundred Gates, followed by the Three Thousand Dao Gates. Taiyi Holy Land is the best among the holy lands, and the Eight Hundred Gates can only pay tribute.

But now Babai comes to visit and ridicules them like this. How can they bear it?

"Who do you think you are? How dare you comment on my Taiyi Holy Land?"

Some disciples reprimanded angrily. They dare not reprimand monks from ten thousand races, but they dare not scold a mere disciple of 800 disciples?

"Who am I? I'm nothing, but I'm better than you. Even if our sect loses, we're still convinced. Unlike you, who always complain when we lose. This time the human race loses all face, no. Did you attack the Taishi Holy Land?"

"That's right. I've also heard of the so-called Senior Brother Ye Yi. Maybe he's really that strong, but so what? You, Taiyi Holy Land, are not united. In order to curry favor with the Original Holy Land,

It is ridiculous to actually sacrifice the heroes of your own sect. No matter how weak our sect is, we will never be like this..."

"In order to please others, in order to gain the support of the original Holy Land, and to become the Holy Master in the future, I would rather sacrifice everything. It is really ridiculous. Taiyi Holy Land is nothing more than that!"

Voices rang out. There were not only Taiyi Holy Land disciples in the cafeteria. Because of the 100,000th anniversary, many disciples from other sects would come over to eat, so many disciples from other sects also started shouting.

Because this time it was not just the Taiyi Holy Land that lost, but the entire human race. Naturally, they were unhappy with Wo.

Even at the end of the quarrel, other Holy Land disciples actually joined in. Suddenly, the canteen, which could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, was completely boiling.

"Damn it, brothers, hit me and teach these guys a lesson."

"Brothers, take action."

"You bunch of beasts, you have humiliated me, Taiyi Holy Land, and you are going to beat me to death."

The disciples of Taiyi Holy Land finally couldn't bear it anymore and took action directly. Now the disciples of other Holy Lands and the disciples who came to visit could not be cowardly. In an instant, a large-scale group fight broke out here.

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