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The voice of Fengyu Sect's disciple was extremely penetrating. The intonation, full of cadence and emotion, did not sound like that of a younger generation, but rather was spoken by a strong senior who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.

"Maybe one day, I will give up my ideals and become a more mature person. After so many failures and bloody battles, I can no longer move forward despite being laughed at."

She looked around at everyone, her eyes sparkling.

"But, not today!"

"I'm going to the Dragon Tomb next, what about you guys?"

Chapter 226: The Scheming Senior Sister

Beside the Hualong Pond.

"This speech level has improved a lot..."

Fang Ling's mouth twitched.

A few days ago, the first disciple of Fengyu Sect was just a normal person who was straightforward and said what he thought.

After receiving personal training from the Xuanling Sect's senior sister...

Look at the level of performance in front of us, it is so real that it can be mistaken for the real thing.

If she hadn't been the one responsible for drawing those wounds on her, Fang Ling felt that she would have been moved by this exciting speech!

"It's not entirely a lie," An Qiao commented. "There's a lot of truth in what she said."

The speech written by Tang Xin might be a little too passionate, but it also well expressed Feng Yu Zong's inner state at that time.

He Ting has always regarded Saint Xu Lexian as her idol and set goals for herself.

If it were Xu Lexian, what would he do at this time?

Because of her identity as a saint, she hid in a safe place and waited for rescue from outsiders, turning a blind eye to those young monks in distress?

No, she would never do that, otherwise, she would not be the saint who could become others' idol!

Just as Feng Yu Zong said in his speech, perhaps one day, after recognizing the unbridgeable gap between himself and the Saint, he will choose to give up and become a more ordinary person.

But, definitely not today!

"Speaking of which," Fang Ling looked around, "Where's Senior Sister? What did she do?"

"She said she wanted to find a place to wash her face..."

"?"

What's the reason? Shouldn't she be reviewing her students' learning outcomes at this time?

Feng Yu Zong Chuan's speech continued, and it seemed that many people in the camp had agreed with her.

There are also some who are calmer and remain indifferent.

No matter how good a speech is, it is nothing compared to the real dangers that you may encounter.

At this moment...

Rumbling--

The sky was overcast with lightning and thunder, strong winds were blowing on the ground and dust was everywhere.

The sudden change forced the speech to be interrupted. Everyone looked in the same direction and saw a figure shrouded in a black robe appear in their field of vision.

"right way?"

The voice coming from the black-robed figure seemed to have been specially processed. It was low, hazy, and heavy. It was obvious from the sound that he was not a positive character.

"How ridiculous! A bunch of selfish, cowardly cowards who still have the nerve to say that they take the people of the world as their responsibility!"

"who are you?"

He Ting looked at the black-robed figure from afar, frowning.

She felt a bottomless and terrifying aura from this man. Even though he was alone, facing so many monks from various sects, he did not feel worried or afraid at all.

He is a master!

"I am an evil character who likes to stir up trouble and destroy peace," the other party sneered. "I wanted to see if there were any kind-hearted people here who could let me have some fun, but it turns out they are all a bunch of cowardly maggots."

"Boring, really boring!"

Maggots?

Many monks from different sects showed anger on their faces.

Although the opponent looks very strong, they are outnumbered here and may not be afraid of him!

The rampant demon cultivators have already ridden on their faces? How abominable!

"Humph," He Ting replied vigilantly, "Are you afraid of death? Come over and try, and you'll know."

"Haha," the black-robed man said with a tone full of sarcasm, "I'm too lazy to do anything. You guys don't even have the qualifications for me to look at you."

"You just hide in this dark corner, tremble and cry! When our magic plan is completed, you will all become the lowest slaves!"

"After all, who told you that you don't even have a little bit of self-respect?"

The abusive words from the other party finally aroused the reaction of the sect's monks.

"Bad guy, do you dare to come over and fight!" "You can only talk? Don't you dare to fight with your hands?" "Get him, brothers, get him!"

Seeing that he had aroused the anger of the crowd, the man in black robe did not step forward to fight. Instead, after a long laugh, he disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

"Who is this guy? Why doesn't he do anything..."

He Ting looked at the direction where "he" disappeared, frowning.

By the lake, Fang Ling and An Qiao were also stunned.

The demon cultivators are attacking? Is the peace of Hualongchi in jeopardy? Why didn't he come earlier or later, but just when He Ting was giving a speech?

"It's back, it's back!"

The two were still confused when Tang Xin came out from somewhere, looked left and right with a curious expression on his face.

"What's wrong, what happened?"

"Sister, where did you go to wash your face?"

Fang Ling asked subconsciously.

"Uh, right next to it..."

The Xuanling Sect's chief replied without changing his expression.

Although He Ting's speech was good, what they are inciting everyone to do now is not to go on a trip, but to go to the Dragon Tomb area to rescue people. The danger involved can never be erased.

For those who regard personal safety as the most important thing, there is only one way to make them move, and that is to make them feel that the Hualong Pool is not as safe as they imagined.

The significance of the appearance of the "black-robed man" is to suggest that the demon cultivators can attack the Dragon Transformation Pond at any time, capture the sectarian cultivators here, and trample them under their feet.

The Dragon Pool is no longer safe, so the only option left is to take the initiative and strike first.

The speech by Fengyu Sect's disciple and the appearance of an unknown demon cultivator caused a great stir in the righteous cultivators' camp beside the Hualong Pond.

The ideas of these monks from sects of varying sizes gradually changed.

Not long after, He Ting ran back excitedly with an unstoppable smile on her face.

"Tang Xin, that's great. More than 20 sect monks have agreed to go to the Dragon Tomb with us!"

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"Not bad, not bad," the eldest sister of Xuanling Sect nodded with satisfaction, "I guess there will be more people joining us later. These are all good shields... good teammates!"

"I didn't expect that besides being a good fighter, you're also good at controlling people. You're really a cunning fellow," He Ting took a deep look at her and muttered in a voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz, "It's a pity that your appearance and temperament are a bit ordinary, otherwise..."

"What did you say? The wind is so strong that I can't hear you clearly!"

"I said, let's agree to set off tomorrow," Feng Yu Zong's relative glared at her fiercely and continued, "You guys should also get ready. You don't know what kind of situation you will encounter by then."

"That makes sense," Tang Xin patted An Qiao and Fang Ling's heads, "At a time like this, if you can improve your combat power a little, then do it."

As she spoke, the aura from her body began to fluctuate, a sign of an impending breakthrough.

"Are you going to break through?" He Ting asked in surprise, "Hurry up and meditate. I will protect you!"

Chapter 227: Junior Sisters Who Have Become Somewhat Useful

After crossing the Hualong Pond and going deeper, we appeared in the Black Dragon Valley again through the white mist.

This kind of fog, if not blessed by a special formation, would not be like the fog outside the valley, which would prevent cultivators from finding their companions even though they were several feet away, but it would also seriously hinder detection.

In addition, countless dragon-like spirit beasts gathered here, ranging from the Qi Refining stage to the Golden Core stage. The degree of dragonization was astonishingly high. The combat power of a spirit beast was probably more than twice that of a normal spirit beast of the same level.

But under this double influence, some people come and go freely and seem to be unaffected at all.

They are members of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance.

With the help of powder that can make spiritual beasts avoid them, and spiritual weapons that can still identify directions in the fog, the magic cultivators shuttled back and forth in and out of the Dragon Tomb area, carrying out various tasks.

More than two-thirds of the participants in the ascension test were captured alive within the first seven days after the Black Dragon Valley was infiltrated by the evil cultivators.

These young people never imagined that the "sect representative" who was so high and mighty in the past was actually an imposter by someone else.

Even if you don't necessarily agree with someone's invitation, but they are actively talking to you with a smile on their face, you can't just stay away from them, right?

As soon as he spoke, his guard was let down. Without his guard, the opponent could succeed by a surprise attack.

Those who were caught would naturally be terrified, fearing that they would lose their lives.

But the evil cultivator did not take their lives, he just sealed their cultivation and took everyone to the deepest part of the Black Dragon Valley.

The remaining one-third or so of the immortality test takers, for various reasons, luckily escaped the first wave of "disguised sneak attacks".

They can be said to be the real elite group among the Black Dragon Valley testers. Some of them are powerful, some are meticulous, and they are excellent talents.

These days, the task of the magic cultivators is to capture as many talents as possible that have been missed.

Faced with the overwhelming arrests, many geniuses have been arrested, and the number of people in the Dragon Tomb is also increasing.

"Powder and special spiritual tools," Tang Xin activated his spiritual eyes, hid outside the white fog area, and carefully observed the demon cultivators coming and going. "If you want to enter the Dragon Tomb area, you must have these two things."