Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 1042

Jin Muming's words pushed Lu Xiaobei to the cusp of the storm. It is impossible for Yinyang Tomb's century-old foundation to be destroyed because of a foreign disciple.

The affairs of the outsiders in the Yin-Yang Tomb cannot be counted on by the inner race. Even though the disciples of the foreign race have signaled to the inner race of the Yin-Yang Tomb, they have not come for a long time.

Although all the slaps were in the face of the Yin-Yang Tomb, the outsiders did not represent the inner-race, only the inner-clan disciples of the Yin-Yang Group were the foundation of the Yin-Yang Tomb.

Hearing Jin Muming's words, Jin Mingyu had a look of dissatisfaction on his face. As disciples of other races, unity is the only way to unite with the outside world, but this disciple on the elite list advocates handing over Lu Xiaobei, which affects the internal unity of the Yin Yang Tomb. Signal.

"Don't talk about it anymore, if you enter my Yin-Yang Tomb for one day, you will be my disciple of Yin-Yang Tomb!" Jin Mingyu said sharply.

What Jin Mingyu said made Jin Muming unable to refute, so he could only look at Lu Xiaobei with hatred.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Jin Mingyu finished speaking, Hong Ling said again: "Lord of the mound, Lord Protector, I, Hong Ling, also advocate handing over Lu Xiaobei. I know best what happened that night. Lu Xiaobei did kill him. Sect Master Lin also said just now that if you hand over Leng Qiuyu and kill someone, he will leave here as long as you hand over Lu Xiaobei! Sect Master Lin will definitely not back out, right Sect Master Lin?"

Hong Ling has his own considerations. With Lin Hao present, the chances of winning the Yin-Yang Tomb are not great. Now the right guardian is in retreat, and only the left guardian Yin Feiyang and the tomb owner Jin Mingyu are in the tomb.

The mound master faced Lin Hao, and the odds of winning were [-]-[-].

Nan Wuji has a [-]/[-] chance of winning against Yin Feiyang, the protector of the upper left, but there is also Nan Xinyue, who is in the realm of good fortune.

If the leaders of the Yin-Yang Tomb make a move, the odds of winning against Nan Xinyue are very small, so the entire Yin-Yang Tomb is currently at a complete disadvantage.

If Lu Xiaobei was handed over and Lin Hao left automatically, then the Yin Yang Tomb would lose a formidable enemy, and Nan Wuji and Nan Xinyue would have nothing to fear.

The Red Spirit is considering the overall situation, for the century-old foundation of the Yin-Yang Tomb.

Although Hong Ling didn't explain what he said, everyone present had calculated the comparison of the strengths of the two parties.

If Lin Hao is eliminated, then the Yin Yang Tomb will have a great chance of winning against the Southern Border Gu Sect.

As Hong Ling revealed this fact, Jin Dong and Shui Qingliu glanced at each other, they had a good relationship and they both agreed.

Shui Qingliu opened his mouth and said: "Tomb Master, Lord Guardian, I agree with Hong Ling's opinion!"

"I agree too!" Jin Dong quickly expressed his opinion.

"You..." Mu Zhang was as angry as a bull.

"Shut up!" Jin Mingyu didn't expect that in the face of a catastrophe, this group of people would turn out to be such a bear, and Mother Du Te would become cowards.

"Lu Xiaobei must stay, whoever is talking too much will directly hand it over to the Legal Affairs Pavilion!" Yin Feiyang, the right guardian, shouted sharply.

Both Guardian You and the mound master expressed their views, and Hong Ling and the others could only swallow their complaints.

"Hahaha... I didn't expect you Yinyang Tomb to be entangled for a long time because of Lu Xiaobei!" Nan Wuji looked up to the sky and laughed.

The disunity of the Yin-Yang tombs is the gospel of the Southern Border Gu Sect. It seems that the day when they wipe out the Yin-Yang tombs is not far away.

"Okay, very good! Since you, Jin Mingyu, are unwilling to hand over Lu Xiaobei, then I, Lin Hao, can only take it forcibly! I want to see how you, Jin Mingyu, can pick up Lin Hao from me!" Lin Hao stopped talking nonsense. , striding forward, his target was Lu Xiaobei.

"Whoever blocks me will die!" Lin Hao's face showed a fierce look.

Seeing that Lin Hao's posture was unstoppable, Yin Feiyang hurriedly grabbed Lu Xiaobei and dragged him backwards.

"Xiaobei, come back!" Yin Feiyang snapped.

"Long-winded, do you want to fight or not?"

Lu Xiaobei snorted coldly.

It wasn't until this time that the person involved, Lu Xiaobei, spoke up.

At this moment, the fuse that led the battle between Shushan Sword Sect, Nanjiang Gu Sect and Yinyang Tomb completely became the focus of the field.

This sentence shocked Lin Hao, who was walking forward, to a halt.

what's the situation?I heard that right!
This is a sentence that popped up in everyone's mind.

"Are you crazy?" Hong Ling shouted with wide eyes.

"Shut up!" Lu Xiaobei's hatred for the woman in red rose to the extreme at this moment.

He turned around and said to Lin Hao, "My surname is Lin, wait for me for a few minutes, and I will fight you later!"

"Eh..." Lin Hao replied subconsciously, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and immediately grinned and shouted: "Little bastard, why are you talking to me? I am the master of Shushan Sword Sect!"

"You mother, wait for me!" Lu Xiaobei stared suddenly, the seeds of true power in his body were instantly awakened, and the eight spiritual veins quietly possessed him like ghosts.

The entire Yin-Yang Tomb fell silent.

The silence is terrible, the silence is creepy, and the silence is silent.

"Eight...eight...eight spiritual veins!"

Jin Muming, the head of the elite list, swallowed sharply. This level of strength, let alone the elite list, absolutely no one would dare to question it.

How can this be?When did he awaken the eight spiritual veins?

The people present besides the mound owner Jin Mingyu knew about this, and Yun Lu who was waiting in the warehouse.

Because the cloud road is in charge of the treasury, the foreign disciples with low cultivation levels are hiding here. The storehouse is a place where Yin and Yang tombs are important, and there are large quantities of elixirs and liquids here.

So Yunlu was in charge of guarding the warehouse, and he didn't go to the frontal battlefield to meet the enemy.

Then the only thing left to know about Lu Xiaobei's awakening of the eight spiritual veins is Jin Mingyu, the mound master.

Lu Xiaobei, who was called trash by Jin Muming, gave the group of people who wanted to hand over Lu Xiaobei a resounding slap at this moment.

Even the opponent couldn't help but salivate at Lu Xiaobei.

The corner of the beautiful Nan Xinyue's mouth twitched, and she said to Nan Wuji next to her, "Senior brother, when did the Yin Yang Tomb awaken the eight meridian masters?"

"I don't know either. Didn't you hear Lin Hao say that this kid just entered the Yin-Yang Tomb in recent days? But that's not the point, Junior Sister, take a closer look at the eight blue breaths on his back, do you feel Seems familiar?" Nan Wuji said.

"Déjà vu?" Nan Xinyue took a closer look, her pupils dilated suddenly, and an earth-shattering joy appeared on her face.

"Brother, brother, his aura of real power is very similar to the aura of real power on the Supreme Elder of Yinyang Tomb!" Nan Xinyue said exactly what he said, and actually recognized the five auras of real power floating on Lu Xiaobei's back .

Nan Wuji nodded and said, "Could it be that the five supreme elders of the Yin-Yang Tomb have accepted a closed-door disciple?"

Not only Nan Wuji and Nan Xinyue could recognize this aura of true strength, but Lin Hao was also somewhat familiar with this aura of true strength.

The appearance of the eight spiritual veins made the head of the sect who clamored to cut Lu Xiaobei into pieces sucked in a breath of cold air.

What kind of monster is this Lu Xiaobei?

Lin Hao had to admit that Lu Xiaobei was a monster!
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"Eight spiritual veins, not bad, very good!" Yin Feiyang was already very optimistic about Lu Xiaobei, and at this moment he was even more delighted.

Hong Ling was dumbfounded, remembering what he said just now, his whole face was burning hot.

(End of this chapter)