Lin Xun won!

On the same day, the news spread out at an astonishing speed under the propaganda of the Wind Whisper Clan.

The whole world shook.

It should be noted that a month ago, Lang Qianheng announced with pride that he was going to meet Lin Xun in the sky above the Baiyujing Soul Refining Building, which caused an uproar in the entire ancient wilderness.

This month, because of this battle, all the eyes of the world have converged on Bai Yujing to pay attention.

Almost most people are clueless.

Because Lang Qianheng is too strong, he comes from outside the realm, his talent is terrifying, and his background is terrifying, making it impossible not to worry about whether Lin Xun will lose in the duel.

But now as this news came out, the huge world was boiling, and there was an uproar and cheers everywhere.

Even those ancient Taoist lineages that stood on the top of the world all breathed a sigh of relief in unison, and felt happy in their hearts.

The ancient wasteland has been suppressed by the other eight regions for too long!

Before the Boundless Years, the two battles of the Nine Territories caused the ancient wilderness to fail miserably.

It can be said that in the past, the ancient wasteland had tasted blood, tears and humiliation, and was oppressed by the other eight regions.

Therefore, Lin Xun's battle has attracted special attention.

If Lin Xun loses, it will deal a heavy blow to the ancient wilderness cultivation world.

But if Lin Xun wins, it's like rectifying the name of the ancient wasteland, raising his eyebrows!

This is the general trend of the world.

Fortunately, in the end, Lin Xun won!

Winning was neat and tidy, and it was extremely beautiful. No matter which cultivator he was, after learning the news, his mood was surging and his blood was full of excitement.

It is no exaggeration to say that the impact of this battle was so great that it could even be recorded in the annals of the ancient wilderness and will be remembered for generations to come!

And Lin Xun has become the most popular person in the ancient wilderness. His name, his achievements, and the various deeds he has left in the past have become a topic that everyone in the ancient wilderness is talking about.

This is prestige.

In the past, Lin Xun was famous all the way, and he offended many Taoist forces in the ancient wilderness. Some people admired and supported, and some hated and resisted, with mixed praise and criticism.

But now it is different, even if it is the Taoist forces that hate Lin Xun, they can no longer slander and criticize.

Otherwise, it is against all beings in the world!

In short, the impact of this battle on the ancient wilderness has only just begun.

...

The sacred place, the Shenji Pavilion.

As a sacred place in the ancient wilderness that is respected and revered by countless powerhouses, the status of Shenji Pavilion is also very detached.

What Shenji Pavilion is best at is to deduce the general trend of heaven and earth and fortune-telling.

Like the signs before the arrival of the great world, the appearance of the top realm, and the dispute between the nine realms, Shenji Pavilion has made predictions in advance and announced the world.

The descendant of Shenji Pavilion, also known as "the sword and pen official of the practice world", is in charge of the two supreme gods, the Spring and Autumn Brush and the Qing History Book, recording the history of ancient and modern times, and remembering the changes of the world over the years.

It's just that in today's Shenji Pavilion, the atmosphere is extraordinarily depressing.

In a magnificent ancient hall.

"Soon, this seat will leave. Before leaving, should you give a clear answer?"

A majestic and indifferent voice sounded, and the speaker was a man in purple robe, with deep eyes and formidable power.

He is from the ancient region of Jiuli, and his name is Chi Qianqiu. He is a quasi-emperor realm terror existence.

However, subject to the oppression of the law of the ancient wilderness, the breath he shows now is only at the level of the holy realm.

Chi Qianqiu is the head of the mission that came to the ancient wilderness this time, and eight younger generations, such as Lang Qianheng, all followed him.

There was silence in the hall, only Chi Qianqiu's slightly impatient voice echoed.

In the main seat, Mr. Miao Xuan frowned,

Silent.

In other positions, the elders in the Shenji Pavilion were also silent, but their slightly gloomy expressions showed that they were not in a peaceful state of mind.

A while ago, Chi Qianqiu brought Lang Qianheng and other juniors to the ancient wasteland. The real purpose was to negotiate with the ancient wasteland.

The content of the negotiation is very simple, that is, in the upcoming battle of the Nine Territories, let the ancient wilderness take the initiative to hand over the nine Feixian Tokens!

The Flying Immortal Order is related to the qualification to enter the Kunlun Ruins, and each domain has nine pieces each.

If you agree to the conditions mentioned by Chi Qianqiu, it will directly destroy the qualifications of the ancient wilderness powerhouses to enter the Kunlun Ruins!

In return, after the battle of the Nine Regions begins, the other Eight Regions will choose to be merciful, and will not kill the powerhouses in the Ancient Desolate Region.

With such humiliating and unequal conditions, how could Shenji Pavilion agree?

"Fellow Daoist, if you do this, it's too aggressive."

Mr. Miao Xuan sighed lightly.

Chi Qianqiu snorted coldly: "Aggressive? If it wasn't for the Nine Piece Flying Immortal Order, do you think I would come to negotiate with you?"

This is the Shenji Pavilion, an ancient wilderness, but Chi Qianqiu seems to be fearless, and his attitude is extremely tough.

The reason is very simple. In his opinion, the ancient wasteland has long since fallen into disrepair, and is not qualified to fight against the other eight regions!

"Promise your conditions, in the battle of the Nine Regions, wouldn't your Eight Regions powerhouses deal with the Ancient Desolate Region powerhouses?"

Some people couldn't hold back and shouted angrily.

"This seat has said that I will show mercy and will not kill them all."

Chi Qianqiu was expressionless, "You should all know that in the first two battles of the Nine Territories, the loss of the powerhouses in your ancient wilderness was so heavy, do you still want to repeat the same mistakes?"

The voice was cold, with disdain, and an undisguised threat.

For a time, the expressions of everyone present were uncertain.

In the past, the ancient wilderness suffered two disastrous defeats in the battle of the Nine Territories. I don't know how many heroes died on the battlefield of the Nine Territories, and their bones were lost.

This is bloody shame and hatred!

It was also these two battles of the Nine Regions that led to the decline of the Ancient Desolate Region, so that the way to the top of the world disappeared, and the losses were not too heavy.

How can everyone here forget about such things?

The atmosphere in the hall became more and more depressing, and many people came from their hearts with grief and anger.

People are knives, I am fish.

This taste is too humiliating and uncomfortable.

"This condition, our Shenji Pavilion cannot replace the promise of all beings in the ancient wilderness!"

All of a sudden, Mr. Miao Xuan spoke, his words were calm, but he was determined.

Chi Qianqiu was stunned, and seemed unbelievable, then he laughed angrily, and said with a stern expression: "This is called toasting, not eating, eating and drinking?"

Mr. Miao Xuan said indifferently: "With or without the Flying Immortal Order, the fighting on the battlefield of the Nine Regions cannot be avoided. In that case, why do you want to pay?"

Chi Qianqiu's expression was cold: "It seems that it is because of the appearance of the top of the mountain, so that there are more little guys on the road to the top of the ancient wilderness, so that you dare to make such a decision, but you really think that , just relying on these little guys, can you change the fate of the ancient wilderness?"

"ridiculous!"

He said to himself, "This seat can tell you that this time in the battle of the Nine Territories, if your ancient wilderness agrees to the conditions mentioned by this seat, you may still have a chance to breathe. If you don't agree..."

"What if you don't agree?"

Mr. Miaoxuan raised his eyes and looked directly at Chi Qianqiu.

"If you don't agree, on the battlefield of the Nine Regions, all the powerhouses in your ancient wilderness will become prey and be killed one by one."

"And your frontline battlefield will also be broken in this battle of the Nine Regions!"

Chi Qianqiu uttered a word, murderous.

For a time, the people in the hall were restless and their expressions changed.

The front-line battlefield is the only line of defense against the other eight domains. Once broken, the eight domain powerhouses can drive straight in and enter the ancient wilderness.

At that time, the ancient wasteland is destined to become a piece of fat that will be taken and taken away, and it will be occupied and divided by the other eight regions!

At that time, it is destined that an unknown number of Dao lineages will be destroyed and shattered, and an unknown number of strong people will be driven by slavery, life will be ruined, and the wind and rain will be precarious!

Will all this happen?

All eyes were on Mr. Miao Xuan, and the atmosphere was solemn.

"This matter does not need to be discussed, it is nothing more than a battle of the Nine Regions. I, the people of the ancient wilderness, would rather die standing up than live on my knees!"

Suddenly, a warm voice sounded outside the main hall, and Mr. Shen, dressed in a commoner, was as warm as jade, and he didn't know when he had come.

Seeing him appear, Mr. Miao Xuan seemed to be relieved and said with a smile, "Senior brother, you are finally back."

Mr. Shen also smiled: "If you don't come back, how can you catch this hot taro, I decided to do it, and the consequences will be shouldered by me."

"Whether this decision is right or wrong, when one day it is asked by all beings in the ancient wilderness, it will be good to have a clear conscience."

After a pause, he looked at Chi Qianqiu and said: "You brought those juniors, and now they are all defeated. I think you'd better take them away as soon as possible, otherwise, they don't know how much they will suffer. Shame."

"what?"

Chi Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it.

As soon as Mr. Shen waved his sleeve robes, a light curtain emerged, which reflected scenes of battles that took place in the sky above the Baiyujing Soul Refinement Tower, as if watching flowers on a horse.

When seeing that Lang Qianheng, Zhu Yingxue, Mu Zhaixing and others were suppressed by Lin Xun one by one, Chi Qianqiu, the quasi-emperor, could not help but shrink his eyes and look gloomy.

"Who is this son?"

When the light curtain disappeared, Chi Qianqiu spoke in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter who he is, the important thing is that you should really leave."

Mr. Shen said calmly.

Seeing this, Chi Qianqiu couldn't help sneering, and said: "I really think that with such a small thing, you can turn clouds and rains in the battlefield of the Nine Regions? Childish!"

After a pause, he continued: "I'm not afraid to tell you, in the Eight Regions, these young people who follow this seat can only be regarded as first-class characters at most, and there are many people who are more powerful than them, such as 'Qing Ming' Eight Absolutes', such as the top 50 characters in the 'Eight Regions Longevity Ranking List'...too many!"

Speaking of this, he looked at Mr. Shen coldly: "This is the background of my eight realms, don't forget, my ultimate path of the eight realms has never been cut off, even if it is a role in the holy realm, it is also a A person with unparalleled power!"

"Let me ask this seat, you ancient wilderness... what are you fighting against us in the Eight Regions, just rely on that little thing just now? Ridiculous!"

At the end of the day, there was already a hint of disdain in his voice, which shook the hall and echoed endlessly.

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