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Chapter 264: The evildoers gather together and confront each other! [Seeking follow-up reading]

In a blink of an eye, two days had passed since the conflict between Lin Fan and Lei Qian and others.

During these two days, the atmosphere in the Demon City became increasingly tense, but Lin Fan and the others did not go out again and spent two days peacefully at the resting point.

And when the first beam of light on the third day tore through the clouds and shone upon the earth, the entire Demon City was undoubtedly in complete turmoil!
Above the sky, the sharp sound of breaking wind continued.

Figures swarmed out like locusts, rushing towards the entrance to the Demonic Realm.

Not far to the north of the Demon City, the land there has completely turned into an extremely dark color.

A slight smell that made the soul feel uncomfortable emanated from the ground.

This is a black plain. At the end of the plain, the space appears to be distorted, completely separating the plain.

At this time, the sky over the plain outside was already filled with overwhelming figures.

Moreover, in the distance, there was a constant sound of breaking wind, which clearly showed that this terrifying sea of ​​people was still growing.

call out!
A large number of figures came over and finally appeared a thousand meters away from the space barrier. Then they revealed their figures. They were Lin Fan and others from Dao Sect.

"It's truly spectacular."

Everyone was suspended in the air, and then they looked at the endless crowds of people around them, and they couldn't help but smack their lips.

Not only the Dao Sect, but people from other major sects also rushed here, because today is the day to enter the Demon Realm and officially start the sect competition.

Ying Xiaoxiao, as the leader of the Dao Sect disciples, stood in front and introduced to Lin Fan some outstanding disciples from other super sects.

Not long after, the disciples of Jiutian Taiqing Palace also arrived.

Lin Fan raised his head and looked in the direction of Jiutian Taiqing Palace. At the head, there was an elegant figure in white clothes as white as snow, with her feet standing on a green lotus. She had a cold temperament, like a banished immortal from the mortal world. It was Ling Qingzhu.

When Ling Qingzhu appeared, almost all the disciples from various major sects in the entire sky turned their gazes over there, with unconcealable admiration in their eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. Ling Qingzhu was really charming.

"Brother Lin Fan!"

Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded from behind Ling Qingzhu.

Lin Fan's gaze shifted slightly and he looked towards the location where the sound came from.

There, he saw a familiar girl, who was Su Rou, whom Lin Fan had rescued during the Hundred Dynasties War.

The girl was wearing a light blue dress and had a pretty face. The timidity she had shown before was no longer on her face.

At this moment, a smile of surprise and excitement appeared on the girl's face, and she was waving her hands towards Lin Fan.

Looking at Su Rou who was extremely surprised, Lin Fan also smiled slightly.

Su Rou's actions were obviously noticed by the Dao Sect disciples beside Lin Fan. They were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the person in front of them with admiration. How come this guy knows beautiful girls everywhere he goes?

"Your circle of friends is really too wide," Ying Xiaoxiao couldn't help but shook her head, then glanced at Ying Huanhuan next to her.

Ying Huanhuan was chatting with Qingye beside her, as if she didn't notice anything at all.

However, the careful Ying Xiaoxiao could still notice that she occasionally glanced into the distance, which obviously showed that she was not completely indifferent to it.

"He's a friend I met during the Hundred Dynasties War," Lin Fan explained with a smile, then glanced at Ying Huanhuan next to him, feeling a little helpless.

After meeting Ling Qingzhu that day, Ying Huanhuan has been ignoring him. Lin Fan probably understands what she is thinking and feels a little guilty, but there seems to be no good solution for the time being.

At Jiutian Taiqing Palace, Ling Qingzhu was also slightly startled by Su Rou's behavior and asked softly, "Do you know him?"

"Well, during the Hundred Dynasties War, if it weren't for Brother Lin Fan, my brother and I would never have been able to reach Baichao Mountain," Su Rou nodded and said with a smile.

"Brother Lin Fan is amazing. He comes from a low-level dynasty, but he became the champion of the Hundred Dynasties War."

"In the end, when the Western Xuan Territory tried to seize the ancient space, it was Brother Lin Fan who turned the tide, reversed the situation, rescued several seniors from the eight major sects, and finally forced them to retreat."

Su Rou's face was full of admiration, which made some of the male disciples around her feel a little jealous.

Ling Qingzhu nodded slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, slowly suppressing the slight fluctuation that passed through her clear eyes.

That guy's experience over the years is quite extraordinary... "The Yuanmen people are here..."

Lin Fan nodded to Su Rou, gradually withdrew his gaze, and then looked towards another part of the sky, his eyes flashing slightly, and said.

Upon hearing Lin Fan's words, the expressions of all Dao Sect disciples darkened slightly, and then they looked up and locked their eyes on the sky.

Swish!

A rapid sound of breaking wind was heard, and hundreds of disciples of Yuanmen, led by the three little kings of Yuanmen, came breaking through the wind!

Hundreds of Yuanmen disciples formed a neat square formation in mid-air. Mighty waves swept out from their bodies and finally gathered together, causing the sound of low, muffled thunder to be heard in the sky.

At the front of the Yuanmen disciples, three figures stood upright.

Among the three, Lin Fan had already seen the Little Thunder King Lei Qian, so he looked at the two people next to him.

On Lei Qian's left, there was a handsome man in white, holding a folding fan, which he waved slightly, making him look very elegant.

"He is the little spiritual king Ling Zhen..." Ying Xiaoxiao stared at the man in white with a slightly solemn expression and said softly.

"However, among the three young kings of Yuan Sect, the most powerful one is the young Yuan King, Yuan Cang."

Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes were somewhat complicated, and her voice was even a little hoarse when she said the name. From this, it can be seen how much pressure that name brought her.

Lin Fan nodded slightly and looked at the man in a blue shirt who was standing with a smile between Lei Qian and Ling Zhen.

When the evildoers from various sects saw Yuan Cang, their expressions became somewhat unnatural, with a hint of vigilance flashing across their eyes. It was obvious that they were extremely wary of him.

As all eyes were focused on him, Yuan Cang, who was dressed in a blue shirt, turned his head and cast his gaze towards the Jiutian Taiqing Palace, or more precisely, towards Ling Qingzhu who was standing on the green lotus.

"Haha, it turns out that you, Qingzhu, are the one leading the team in Jiutian Taiqing Palace this time. If we run into them in the Demonic Realm, I hope you, Qingzhu, will be gentle."

Yuan Cang looked at Ling Qingzhu, whose face was not handsome but very attractive, and couldn't help but smile, and laughed in a gentle voice.

"Brother Yuan Cang, you're joking. Qingzhu doesn't have that ability," Ling Qingzhu lowered his long eyebrows slightly, and then said softly.

After the voice fell, Ling Qingzhu glanced at the distance inconspicuously, which was the direction where Lin Fan was.

"Qingzhu is being modest. If you try your best, even I may not be able to defeat you easily."

Yuan Cang said with a smile, then he retracted his gaze slightly, tilted his head, and looked in the direction of Dao Sect's disciples.

The moment Yuan Cang's gaze turned over, Lin Fan could feel that all the Dao Sect disciples behind him tensed up.

Even Ying Xiaoxiao and Wang Yan couldn't help but circulate their internal energy more rapidly.

"Ying Xiaoxiao, Wang Yan...haha, they are all acquaintances," Yuan Cang said, looking at Ying Xiaoxiao and others.

Immediately, Yuan Cang's gaze shifted slightly, finally stopping on Lin Fan, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

"I have heard that the champion of this Hundred Dynasties War rejected Yuan Sect's invitation and joined Dao Sect instead."

Yuan Cang smiled, and then his voice paused for a moment, and then continued, "It's better this way, it's better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a snake."

Yuan Cang's laughter made many Dao Sect disciples look angry.

Does this mean that Lin Fan can only be the leader in Dao Sect, and can only be ranked last in Yuan Sect?
This guy seems gentle, but his words are like sharp needles hidden in cotton wool, which can hurt people's bones.

The original noisy sound in the sky also subsided slightly at this moment.

People from all the major sects were watching this scene. Everyone present was aware of the deep hatred between Dao Sect and Yuan Sect.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two sides met, there would be such sparks flying. However, judging from the situation, Dao Sect was obviously no match for Yuan Sect.

At Jiutian Taiqing Palace, Ling Qingzhu frowned slightly and glanced at Su Rou beside her. The latter's little face was also full of worry.

"It's all talk and no action," Lin Fan shook his head slightly and chuckled.

"The three little kings of Yuan Sect are quite famous, but their strength is a bit weak. Not long ago, the little Thunder King was beaten like a dead dog by me."

(End of this chapter)