Bad Boy Cultivation in Another World: The Merry Immortal

Rao.

Inside the golden hall of the imperial palace, a young man with a handsome face sat high on the dragon chair, closing his eyes and meditating.His Highness lined up with 28 people, whispering to each other in twos and threes, looking at a loss.

Of these 28 monks, those with the lowest cultivation base have all reached the early stage of the sect, and they can be said to be the most powerful force in Gengrao City.

It's a pity that at this moment, most of them have lost their size. Where can they have the air of a powerful monk?

How can reality keep them from panicking?

Two or three years ago, this hall was filled with more than 300 monks who had cultivated above the sect level, and it could be said that the momentum was like a rainbow, and they were invincible.However, with the continuous struggle with the Nightmare Clan, more than 300 powerful monks have fallen, and only 28 remain!Even seven of the nine saints fell, including two great saints.

At this moment, everyone is like a bereaved dog, terrified all day long.

The young man opened his eyes, snorted coldly, and said: "If you are noisy, you will know that you are noisy! At the critical moment of life and death, you are still here to evade each other, pretending to be false, do you want to sit and wait for death?!"

"Immortal Yaokong." The one who spoke was Jin Heng, one of the only two remaining saints in Gengrao City, who had a mid-term cultivation of saints.This person is a casual cultivator who has been reclusive for many years. After the Nightmare Clan was born, he had to avoid living in farming.He widened his eyes and said to the young man: "Although the immortal formation in the city is powerful, it consumes too much spiritual stone. With our reserves, we can activate it three times at most. Three years ago, the fairy king made a very wise decision. I will go out of the city to search for it." The spirit stones are indeed rewarding. However, every time you go out of the city, even if there are saints leading the team, only one out of ten can return. This... the proportion of casualties is too high, we have to be cautious."

That boy was Wu Yaokong.After hearing Jin Heng's words, although he knew that what he said was reasonable, he had to implement this trick.He glanced at the tall man standing under the hall, and said in a deep voice, "Ye Miao, this time you will lead the team out of the city."

"This..." Ye Miao thought for a while, and said: "It's not an excuse. It's just that Xianjun once said that all monks who return from the city will not perform the task of going out of the city within three years. Ye once went out of the city once last year. It can be regarded as some gains, and it stands to reason that it will not be my turn this time."

"Hmph." Wu Yaokong let out a cold shout, and a fairy-lord aura permeated the air. "Ye Miao, do you think Wu is a fool? You and Ye Ning, the lord of the fantasy city, are brothers. As long as you avoid the Nightmare patrol team and enter You Country, you will be safe. There is such a cheap brother, let you get some Lingshi, isn't it something you can grab at your fingertips?"

"However, Ye has only been promoted to the sect for more than a year. It was a fluke to be able to return to the city safely last time. How could he be so lucky this time? What's more, there was some misunderstanding between Ye and the fifth younger brother. Does he recognize this? Brotherhood is really hard to describe."

"Really?" Wu Yaokong's face changed, Ye Ning was always a thorn in his heart, sooner or later he would pull it out. "Since you are unwilling to carry out the task, Lianyunzong is no longer under the protection of this immortal. From now on, the entire Lianyunzong will move away from Gengrao. If there is any delay, it will be punished as collusion with the enemy."

"You!" Ye Miao said angrily, "Too much deception!"

"Wait a minute!" The white-clothed man beside Ye Miao pulled him back and said, "Immortal Yaokong is right. Since our sect is under the protection of the immortal, it is natural that we have to pay. This time we have to go out of the city. Yunzong is next."

"Hahaha!" Wu Yaokong laughed loudly and said, "Okay! It's still Shui Dazong who has a big picture."

Just at this time, a voice pierced through Gengrao and entered the Golden Palace: "Wu Yao is flying to die!"