I will get a hundred times the return for my disciples. I am invincible as my time is coming to an e

Ruan Zhong originally looked a little unhappy.

A mere alchemist is pretending like this, but haven’t you seen the strongest alchemist in the Southern Wilderness, Mu Dongcheng, the master of Medicine Valley, be polite in front of him?

However, when he wants to scold.

There was a cry of exclamation from the crowd.

"Sword Immortal!"

Sword Immortal?

Ruan Zhong was shocked, that sword cultivator who was a sword cultivator in the Transformation God stage and was known as the Reverse Slash Refining Void Stage Sword!

Ruan Zhong turned around and looked.

녊It’s nice to see Fang Yu next to Mu Dongcheng.

He was stunned, but he looked nothing like the sword immortal in the shadow stone.

Ruan Zhong looked at Mu Dongcheng and asked.

"Master Mu Gu, is this the alchemist you are talking about?"

Ruan Zhong's tone was filled with doubts.

Mu Dongcheng nodded in agreement.

Ruan Zhong was a little shocked.

But Fang Yu still smiled.

"I have admired the name of my Taoist friend for a long time, but now I can see my true face."

Ruan Zhong looked at Fang Yu and said politely.

In the world of cultivating immortals, strength speaks for itself. Even though Fang Yu’s cultivation level is only transformed into gods, he has killed monks in the Void Refining stage before.

It is naturally impossible for Ruan Zhong because he is a monk in the Void Refining Stage and has the airs of a senior.

Fang Yu responded with a smile, while measuring the cultivation level of the person in front of him.

Ruan Zhong did not hide anything, and his cultivation in the middle stage of refining the void was clearly revealed.

Fang Yu secretly compared in his heart, feeling that one punch could explode, so he let go of his guard.

Ruan Zhong said again.

"I didn't expect that in addition to being quite accomplished in the way of swordsmanship, my Taoist friend is also involved in the way of alchemy."

Ruan Zhong said, but he didn't really believe how high Fang Yu's alchemy level could be.

He speculated that he could only be a fourth-level alchemist at most.

After all, alchemy in the Southern Wilderness was declining, and Mu Dongcheng was a quasi-level five alchemist.

Fang Yu smiled lightly.

"Understand a little bit."

Ruan Zhong said.

"How about joining the combat group on behalf of Nanhuang, fellow Taoist. With your strength, you will definitely be able to enter the top ten by then, and you can also go to the Martial Ancestor Secret Realm."

꺗 is the secret realm of Martial Ancestor.

Fang Yu asked.

"I wonder what's so special about this Martial Ancestor secret realm."

Looking at Fang Yu, Ruan Zhong explained.

"Let me tell you this, the powerful ones who have broken through the integration stage have been to the Martial Ancestor Secret Realm before they became adults. There are countless inheritances and treasures in it. It is also of great benefit to the integration monks. However, there is an age limit for entry. Five Monks over 100 years old can enter."

After listening, Fang Yu secretly calculated in his heart that Ruan Zhong obviously knew more than Mu Dongcheng.

Mu Dongcheng didn't know that there was an age limit in the secret realm.

After Ruan Zhong finished speaking, he once again invited Fang Yu to represent the Nanhuang combat team.

But when Fang Yu rejected him, he said nothing more.

After all, although Fang Yu is powerful, he is also a monk in the middle stage of Void Refining, so he naturally has his own pride.

Since Fang Yu didn't want to, he wouldn't force it.

Then, when it was time to set off, Ruan Zhong activated the teleportation array.

Fang Yu stood in the teleportation array, observing the structure of the array, and then, with a burst of space fluctuations, they disappeared in place.

Feeling the fluctuations in space, Fang Yu sighed in his heart.

This teleportation array is extremely mysterious, reaching the seventh level or higher.

When he appeared again, everyone was already in a city.

The city wall is towering, and at a glance, the people coming and going on the streets are all immortal cultivators.

"This is the venue for the Tianjiao Conference, Wudu, the legendary hometown of the Martial Ancestor."

Mu Dongcheng explained to Fang Yu in a low voice.

Fang Yu nodded and sighed in his heart.

As expected of Zhongzhou, you can see golden elixir-level monks everywhere on the road, including Nascent Souls.

Even the monks in the transformation stage are not seen.

This is the strength of Zhongzhou, which is worthy of being the strongest among the five regions.

Of course, this may also be because of the Tianjiao Conference.

Fang Yu thought and followed the team to the residence of the contestants in the Southern Wilderness.

To put it simply, the place of residence is like a large dueling ground.

There are caves all around, and in the middle are large platforms where monks can compete with each other.

As soon as he arrived at this place, Fang Yu saw many people booing around the duel platform in the middle, which looked very lively.

"Brother Lin, fuck the fairies in the South China Sea and let them know how powerful we are in the West Desert!"

"Get lost, you Western Desert barbarians."

Listening to the conversation, I probably knew that there was friction between the monks in the West Desert and the South China Sea.

Fang Yu saw two familiar people at a glance.

Gu Miao'er and Xiao Ling'er.

The person in Taiwan at this time was Xiao Ling'er.

I haven't seen her for a while, and she has already reached the early stage of becoming a god.

Opposite Xiao Ling'er was a male cultivator from the West Desert, whose cultivation level was in the middle stage of becoming a god.

I learned from the West Desert monks in Taiwan that the name of the West Desert male monk was Lin Ming.

Probably because he had teased Xiao Ling'er with words before, and then the people around him started to boo, Xiao Ling'er took the initiative to challenge him.

On the stage, Lin Ming looked at Xiao Linger, with a hint of frivolity on the corner of his lips.

"Fairy Ling'er, I don't know how I am unworthy of you, how could you hurt my heart like this."

Lin Ming was tall and tall, but he spoke in a high voice, which made Xiao Ling'er feel chills.

"Lin Ming, if you speak, my aunt will give you a good education today."

Xiao Ling'er spoke directly, with a hint of chill in her eyes.

In this Tianjiao Conference, she and Gu Miao'er are not the strongest people in the South China Sea. The strongest person in the South China Sea is Yan Wuhen, the first-class saint son of the Jue Mo Sect. The popular player in the group.

She could naturally see why these people from the West Desert provoked her. They just wanted to attract Yan Wuhen to take action and test Yan Wuhen's strength.

Taiwan 껗, Lin Ming is not angry either.

"Really? Today I'm going to see the fairy's tricks."

With that said, Lin Ming took the lead in attacking Xiao Ling'er.

The platform here was originally prepared for the Tianjiao Conference, and it was equipped with formations that could withstand the battle of monks in the Void Refining Stage.

At this time, there was no problem for Lin Ming and Xiao Ling'er to take action.

However, after all, Xiao Ling'er had just entered the stage of becoming a god, and her cultivation had just stabilized. She was no match for Lin Ming, a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god.

However, after a dozen moves, it started to show signs of decline.

During the fight, one of them was accidentally slapped by Lin Ming and suffered some minor injuries.

Just as Xiao Linger was gritting his teeth and preparing to fight back, Lin Ming suddenly took out a piece of silk and put it to the tip of his nose for a sniff.

"The fairy's aura is unusual."

After smelling it, Lin Ming's tone was filled with a hint of intoxication.

Xiao Ling'er realized now that Lin Ming tore off a corner of her skirt when he hit her.

"asshole!"

Xiao Ling'er gritted her teeth and took action again in anger, but Lin Ming was stronger than him.

There was nothing she could do against Lin Ming.

At this time, Xiao Ling'er suddenly noticed a person on the stage, and a trace of surprise immediately flashed in her eyes. In an instant, she thought of something, and her face showed a hint of cunning.

"Brother Sword Immortal~"