You have a good chance, I accept it.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the sky, and thunders as thick as buckets crossed the sky.

The next moment, heavy rain poured down and landed on the ground.

Everyone just stared at each other.

"Take action."

Someone said, and the next moment, the Jindan Yuanying stage disciples around began to take action.

As for why they didn't bring the foundation-building stage? Damn, the foundation-building stage can just maintain flying in the air, and fighting in the air? Dream on.

As the saying goes, on the battlefield, generals fight generals and soldiers fight soldiers, of course the soldiers go first.

Looking at the Yuanying Jindan stage rebels surrounding them, the Wumingshan disciples behind them blushed.

"Kill them, damn it, are you afraid of them? We are all Wuming Mountain's geniuses, and what we see is just a bunch of rabble. We usually claim to be invincible at the same level, and now the test has come."

"If we can kill five people of the same level, we can brag about it when we go back. You are afraid now. After this matter is over, when we return to Wuming Mountain, you can only listen to others bragging."

"Now we are on the stage, and in the future, you will be the one bragging."

In the crowd, Xiao Chen shouted loudly, and then rushed out with a spear, and the Wuming Mountain disciples behind him were all brightened.

Yes, who can become a disciple of the inner or outer sect of Wuming Mountain is not a genius?

And what about the ones in front of us? It's just a bunch of rabble. In the war between cultivators, you don't win if you have more people. Do you really think that our title of genius is for nothing?

Suddenly, the two sides collided with each other, and gorgeous spells flew all over the sky, while the disciples of Wuming Mountain fought three or more at once.

Xiao Chen fought against eight Yuanying stage rebels alone, and he was not at a disadvantage.

"This disciple is good."

The real person next to Ye Lin looked at Xiao Chen's performance and nodded in admiration.

Seeing such a scene, the thirty real people on the opposite side looked ugly. They thought they had secured it this time, but they didn't expect that the disciples of Wuming Mountain were so awesome?

But what's the use of being awesome? The outcome of the battle is in their hands. If they win, then the victory belongs to them.

No matter how many Jindan Yuanying stage disciples there are, it's just a matter of a slap in their hands.

"Everyone, stop watching, go ahead."

At this time, a sentence broke the long-lasting calm, and the real people took out their weapons one after another. The air was full of gunpowder, and the war was about to break out.

"Amitabha, donors, you look very angry."

At this time, a burst of golden light lit up in the distant sky, and a golden Buddha as high as one million meters slowly flew towards this side.

And in the huge palm of the golden Buddha, there stood countless monks in yellow robes, and their big bald heads were so conspicuous.

"Foshan? Don't you care about worldly affairs? Why? Don't you want the inheritance of Foshan for tens of millions of years?"

Seeing the newcomer, the real person opposite shouted angrily.

"Amitabha, donors, we are here on behalf of others, and please don't threaten Foshan."

After arriving, Ye Lin saw clearly, and said in his heart, "Wow, Foshan has a total of five real people, and the rest are Jindan Yuanying disciples.

Wu Xin was sitting next to a Buddha in the God Transformation Realm.

"Hahaha, it's so lively, how can such a lively place be without our Shenjian City? It's really not nice."