Chapter 289: A Blockbuster

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Almost all the monks on the sea opened their mouths, but they couldn't make any sound.

How can it be!

Almost all the monks couldn't believe their eyes.

With Ou Ranmeng's cultivation at the fifth level of the Sentence Realm, and his reputation for so many years, if only one person can emerge from the Sea Hunting Conference, all the monks on the sea before would probably choose Ou Ranmeng alone.

In addition, before the Shanghai Hunting Conference, in front of all the monks who had an appointment to fight against the great monk Zi Xing of the golden core period, Ou Ranmeng's power had risen to an unprecedented level in the minds of the monks present.

In the eyes of the vast majority of monks, Ou Ranmeng is a giant dragon among so many monks who participated in the Sea Hunting Conference, while the rest of the monks can be regarded as dragons at best.

But now this "dragon" was slapped to death by Wei Suo like an ant in just one round! It's like an instant kill again, how is this possible!

"Crack clack clack!"

Time seemed to be standing still on the surface of the sea, and the monks suddenly cried out in surprise.

The monks closest to the white platform all scrambled to retreat.

I saw that Li Minghe's whole body was making teeth gnashing sounds, and shocking chills emanated from his body like circles of whirlpools, and the sea surface near the white platform was directly frozen .

Ou Ranmeng, but Ming Yuanzong's next determined Jindan stage monk, is more important to Ming Yuanzong than the sum of ten or even fifty disciples in the division stage. In this sea hunting meeting, Ming Yuanzong spent a lot of effort to make this refracting mirror, just to make Ou Ran Meng Liwei.

But now, Ou Ranmeng was actually photographed to death by this "Elder Wei" of Haixianzong who had no reputation at all!

This kind of gap made it impossible for a Jindan period monk like Li Minghe to bear it psychologically.

"Okay! Patriarch Xuanyuan, I, Li Minghe, have really been tricked by you this time." Li Minghe laughed back angrily, his face twisted, "This person is so vicious, do you think I, Ming Yuanzong, didn't people?"

"Li Daoyou, what you said is wrong." Patriarch Xuanyuan sneered, and glanced at Li Minghe lightly, "In the previous sea hunting conferences, all the members of our Sea Immortal Sect died, but I didn't say anything. There are quite a few Haixianzong disciples who died under Ou Ranmeng's hands. Why, are you only allowed to kill my Haixianzong disciples, and not my Haixianzong disciples to kill your Mingyuanzong disciples? Moreover,

I just reminded you that if it doesn't work, you can admit defeat and withdraw from the Sea Hunting Conference. "

Li Minghe's complexion changed several times, as if he couldn't help it and was about to explode.

"I would like to bet and admit defeat. This sea hunting conference is originally such a rule. If you want to make money, you can wait for the next sea hunting conference." But at this time, Zi Xing's real person looked at Li Minghe calmly. , "Could it be that for this sea hunting conference, it's impossible to completely turn around."

Hearing these words from Master Zixing, Li Minghe with an extremely ugly face took a deep breath, and finally suppressed the killing intent in his heart.

If the two sects went to war, even if Ming Yuanzong had the certainty of defeating Haixianzong, if he killed one thousand enemies, he might injure himself eight hundred. And if this kind of big sect fights, not only the disciples of the sect will join, but also use all the resources at hand, such as spirit stones and magic weapons, to invite casual cultivators to join. These days, it is not uncommon for sects to fight such a big battle because of a deep hatred. But basically, it would be of no benefit to both parties to defeat them. Even if they could destroy the other sect, they would be at a great loss.

"Fellow Taoist Xuanyuan, I didn't expect such a character to emerge from your Sea Immortal Sect." Master Zixing turned his head to look at Patriarch Xuanyuan again, and said, "Forgive my stupid eyes, but I don't know how old this elder Wei is in the mind-splitting state. Heavy cultivator? Could it also be a cultivator at the fifth level of the Mind Separation Realm?"

"Cultivators at the fifth level of mind-splitting realm?" Hearing the words of Master Zixing, the monks on the sea suddenly let out a gasp.

This "Elder Wei" is only twenty-six or seven years old at most. If he is really at the fifth level of the mind-splitting state, then the speed at which he advances to the level is too terrifying.

"There is no such thing as the fifth level of mind-splitting realm." The pride in Xuanyuan's heart at this moment is simply indescribable. You must know that when he saw Ou Ranmeng and Wei Suo facing each other just now, he was so nervous that he was dying , for fear that Wei Suo would be photographed dead by the other party, but now it can only be said that the surprise Wei Suo gave him was too great. Now that the biggest threat to Haixianzong's future is removed, Haixianzong's investment in a damaged spiritual vein can already be said to have paid off.

But although he was extremely proud in his heart, he still had a very indifferent look on his face, "Elder Wei is only at the fourth level of the mind-splitting realm."

"Fourth Level of Mind Separation Realm!"

Xuanyuan Patriarch's tone seemed to be very indifferent, but it was different in the ears of the monks around him.

At the age of twenty-five or sixteen, his cultivation at the fourth level of the Mind Fractional Realm is extremely astonishing. You must know that under normal circumstances, even if you practice hard in closed doors, it will take at least ten years for the average monk to go from the third level of mindfulness to the fourth level of mindfulness.

But at this time, Patriarch Xuanyuan added another sentence, "Heaven-level low-level exercises."

"What!"

This sentence of Patriarch Xuanyuan immediately made all the monks present explode, and even Master Zixing let out an exclamation in disbelief.

Heaven-level exercises!

The cultivation speed of heaven-level exercises is more than double that of earth-level exercises.

The fourth level of the heaven-level kung fu method, if you practice the earth-level kung fu, you may have already reached the fifth level of the mind-splitting state!

Ou Ranmeng is nearly forty years old, and he has cultivated to the fifth level of the mind-splitting state of the earth-level kung fu. He is already a genius who can be ranked in the Yunling Continent, but compared with Wei Suo, it is simply not possible. compared to.

Heaven-level skills, at the age of twenty-six or seven, the cultivation base of the fourth level of the mind-splitting realm, what kind of cultivation speed is this!

Li Minghe's body trembled violently.

My Ming Yuanzong's Ou Ranmeng is a treasure, but compared with the other guy, he is simply an inconspicuous rock.

"The Sea Immortal Sect is about to rise."

It turned out that the spiritual energy of Haixian City was lost, and most of the monks on the sea had the idea that the spirit of the Haixian sect was exhausted, but at this moment, the completely opposite thought appeared in their hearts.

"How is it? Do you want to continue this Sea Hunting Conference?" Patriarch Xuanyuan glanced at Li Minghe and Master Zixing lightly, and then said something that shocked the audience extremely.

The eyes of all the monks present were all focused on the three Golden Core stage monks, Patriarch Xuanyuan, Li Minghe and Master Zixing.

At this moment, Patriarch Xuanyuan also exuded an unprecedented coercion.

Indeed, even Ou Ranmeng, who had cultivated at the fifth stage of the prefecture-level exercises, was killed by Wei Suo in a single round. It seems that the two sects of the two sects only need to send more lives.

Hearing Patriarch Xuanyuan's words, Li Minghe's body shook slightly, and a feeling of powerlessness floated in his heart.

But just when he was about to admit defeat aloud, he heard the Zixing real person next to him snort heavily, "Ancestor Xuanyuan, the Elder Wei of your Sea Immortal Sect is indeed amazing, but at this moment It seems like it's too early to say that, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Minghe couldn't help being stunned, and a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of Xuanyuan Patriarch.

"Li Daoyou, if you want to withdraw from the Ming Yuanzong, you can admit defeat and quit now. We Ziweizong will fight with Haixianzong." The real Zixing squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Li Minghe, and said said such a sentence.

"Why, can't our Ming Yuanzong afford to lose?" After Li Minghe's complexion changed a few times, a ruthless expression appeared on his face, "It's a big deal that our Ming Yuanzong can't get out alone."

"If that's the case, then just treat it as if I didn't say that sentence just now." Patriarch Xuanyuan glanced at the two of them, said this sentence lightly, and watched the play with his hands behind his back.

"Could it be that the Ziwei Sect also has characters who hide their true strength like this 'Elder Wei'?"

The eyes of the monks present were once again focused on the blue light curtain.

I saw that the "Elder Wei" of Haixianzong had already scraped off Ou Ranmeng's body very skillfully, and then he actually took his black knife-shaped magic weapon and stabbed Ou Ranmeng's body.

When I watched him use this magic weapon just now, it seemed to be connected with two magic weapons like black wings, but at this moment it was separated separately, as if those two magic weapons like black wings were specially used to assist this weapon. The black knife is very strange.

After looking at the drawn black knife-shaped magic weapon with satisfaction, the "Elder Wei" immediately put away the formation flag that had no effect just now, and left the dense forest without looking back.

After traveling for several miles, he got into the hole of a big tree, and there was no movement for a long time, as if he had thoroughly counted the spoils inside.

After waiting for another incense stick, before Wei Suo came out, the two Ming Yuanzong elders glanced at each other, then swept the Refracting Light Realm towards other places in the Blackwood Islands.

After a while, a monk wearing a black and white cassock appeared on the blue light curtain.

This monk has a baby face, and he is one of the twin monks of the Ziwei Sect.

I saw that the monk was very calm, flying silently in the mountains and forests. After a while, the monk flew into a valley full of large shell fragments and chaotic rocks.

But in this valley, there are already three monks from the Ziwei sect standing.