reborn son

Chapter 1957

There is no soundproofing in the magic circle, the sound inside can be heard outside, and the sound outside can also be heard inside. At this time, Li Dongyang's order came out, and Qinghe fully understood that he had lost an opportunity.

No matter how much regret you feel in your heart, no matter how much you want to make amends, there is no chance.

He looked in Li Dongyang's direction and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything soft, because he knew that it was too late to give in now, and he missed too many opportunities.

Face kills people.

Yansongsanren and Taoist Zhufeng led a few strong men out of the magic circle, bowed to Qinghe, and stretched out their hands to ask, the meaning was very clear, let's go quickly, don't make trouble.

"Shanshui meets again, I hope Li Tianzhu will not regret it when we meet next time." Qinghe gritted his teeth and decided to leave some nice words before leaving.

"Qinghe, you are very smart, but you are always making wrong decisions. Your cleverness is only used for small cleverness, but you don't know how to judge the situation, so you should die."

Li Dongyang's voice slowly came out from the magic circle, making a death notice to this seemingly smart but actually stupid Sanxian.

After hearing Li Dongyang's words, Yan Song and the others also changed their expressions. They have to hand in the first name certificate now, otherwise they will be reused by Li Tianzhu in the future.

This is their first mission after becoming a follower, it is very important, no matter how difficult it is and how much they don't want to do it, they must complete this mission.

The gazes of the Four Tribulations Sanxian immediately diverged, surrounded Qinghe who was about to escape, and started fighting without saying a word. It was meaningless to say anything at this time.

As Li Tianzhu said, this Qinghe seems to be very smart, but in fact he has been making wrong decisions, always thinking that he has the cards in his hand and can become the final winner.

In fact, none of these so-called hole cards belonged to him. This kind of cleverness might be successful in other places, but it would be useless in Li Tianzhu's case.

Fighting one by one, no matter how powerful Qinghe is, the most important thing is that he is covered by a magic circle, which makes Qinghe want to cry. He has a hundred years to go before he can survive the catastrophe.

If you can become a Sanxian of the Five Tribulations if you pass through it, and your strength is further improved, why is there such a difficulty? Why?

The battle outside continued, and the competition on the training field did not stop. In order to win the chance to win the pill, everyone worked very hard.

Li Dongyang sat there watching the battle, and transmitted to King Yun: "During training, we emphasize cooperation and discipline. Quietly brainwash, don't be too obvious, none of these loose immortals are stupid."

"My subordinates understand that they will make them loyal to you first, and then bring them to Longteng Pavilion. They will not force those who do not want to become members of Longteng Pavilion, and will not make them rebound."

King Yun has figured out Li Dongyang's intentions, and he is very happy, but also admired.

Li Dongyang still believed in King Yun's ability to handle affairs, so he didn't say anything more, and continued to watch the battle outside.

Several Sanxians of the Four Tribulations beat the sky and the ground were dizzy, Qinghe broke through again and again, and was blocked back again and again, his eyes were red with anxiety, and his blood was completely aroused.

As for the other Loose Immortals who left the training ground, they had already fled far away, no one turned back to help Qinghe fight, and it was even fortunate that he himself did not provoke before leaving.

This Li Tianzhu's temper is really too big.

"You're still too kind. The other loose immortals who left should also be cleaned up," Bai Ze said.

"Cultivation is not easy, why kill people." Li Dongyang smiled and did not continue to explain, but he knew in his heart that as long as those people did not commit suicide, he would still stick to his bottom line.

Kindness should grow teeth, but these teeth cannot hurt people indefinitely.

The battle lasted all night, and Qinghe finally lost his power and was killed by Yan Songsan. Afterwards, Yan Songsan and the others returned to hand over their orders, and their title certificate was successfully delivered.

Li Dongyang was very satisfied with this, let several people return to the team, and then announced the official start of the team battle.

The ten people Li Dongyang sent were all from the late stage of the Immortal Realm, not the strongest combat power in his hand. It wasn't that Li Dongyang looked down on these loose immortals, but because he didn't want the other party to see all their cards.

All the scattered immortals frowned as they looked at the fairyland, and the ten participants showed their displeasure. They felt that they were underestimated and underestimated by the master.

On the contrary, Yan Song somewhat understood why Li Dongyang didn't care about Qinghe and others leaving. If these ten people can really win, Master Li really doesn't need to care, he has confidence.

"Master." Yan Song stepped forward to salute, "May I ask what is the criteria for winning, Master? What if you hurt someone's life?"

"Don't worry, with this master in charge, you can't hurt people, just shoot as much as you want." Li Dongyang waved his hands nonchalantly.

Yan Song took the lead, looked at the ten self-confident Loose Immortals, nodded heavily at them, and the face of the Loose Immortals was in the hands of these ten people.

The ten people nodded heavily in response, and if they didn't do anything, they would win even for that elixir.

Look at the ten people who appeared in Longteng Pavilion. These ten people are members of Little Eagle. They practiced together since they were young, and they cooperated with each other tacitly.

They know that the face of the God they represent is the strength of the members of the Dragon Pavilion, face is very important, they cannot lose, they must win.

"Start." With a swipe of his finger, Li Dongyang draws out a battlefield, where he can fight casually without causing damage to the training ground.

After the 20 people saluted and entered the battlefield, ten pairs of ten lined up on both sides, Sanxian Lingxiao was the first to come out to say hello and introduce his name and strength.

The members of Xiaoying looked at each other indifferently, without even a nod, which made Ling Xiao very angry. After Ling Xiao finished introducing himself, Xiaoying walked out and said proudly:

"You don't deserve to know our names now. If you want to know our names, wait until you win the battle."

One sentence caused a commotion, and the Sanxians couldn't believe their ears. Those ten were masters among the Sanxians of Yikang, and they didn't deserve to know their names.

Oh, let me go, is the late stage of Immortal Land so awesome now?

They are the followers of Li Tianzhu, the Sanxian who are the least afraid of fighting, these ten people really have a big tone, and they are not afraid of Fengda's tongue flashing.

The corners of Li Dongyang's mouth twitched slightly, his direct descendant, Xiaoying, has always been so good. Apart from admiring him, he is also virtuous to others.

Bai Ze and King Yun had long been aware of the strangeness and ignored it.

"Okay, okay, what a big tone, then let's see the real chapter." Ling Xiao was very happy, feeling that his face was shattered, and only by fighting can he regain his face.

"Please." Xiaoying stretched out his hand to ask, and then the ten people moved their feet and dispersed to form an offensive and defensive battle formation, full of fighting spirit and overwhelming momentum.

Ling Xiao replied angrily, then looked at the ten comrades around him, and said, "Brothers, if you don't want to lose face, show your true strength."

(End of this chapter)