Billion-fold return: With your hands in your pockets, there is no rival!

Before Old Xu could say anything.

The coachman shouted "Gee!", and sixteen beasts came rushing over. The chariot soon arrived in front of everyone.

With a swish, Lv Wanhong pulled open the curtain, pointed a finger at Ye Qingyao, and called her by her name: "Old Xu, now that Ye Qingyao is back, it's time for the martial arts competition to begin, right?"

The light in Lin Wudi's eyes gradually faded.

This Lv Wanhong, now seeing Old Xu, he didn't even get off the carriage?

With a rumble, the magnificent aura of the Saint King rolled in his body.

The dome in the distance was instantly shattered.

The earth began to crack.

Undersea volcanoes erupted.

Layers of thunderclouds roared and stirred, and the curtain was cut like a curtain, revealing thousands of terrible scenes.

Lv Wanhong sensed the terrifying aura, his face did not change, and he didn't even look at Lin Wudi, and continued to ask Old Xu: "Can't it be advanced?"

Old Xu's face suddenly sank.

This guy can't wait to kill Changge!

He waved his hand, signaling Lin Wudi to suppress his anger.

It is true that Lv Wanhong is a little arrogant, but after all, he has cultivated a peerless pride. When the Terminator comes in the future, the lives of the entire sect, no, the rise and fall of the entire Canglan world, all depend on this pride.

Lin Wudi suppressed his anger and restrained his leaking breath, but he was still angry and growled: "Lv Wanhong, why are you so anxious!"

Unexpectedly, Lv Wanhong exploded instantly, and directly pointed a finger at his nose through the curtain, and said coldly: "Hey! I have a say in communicating with Old Xu!!"

"You!" Lin Wudi's face turned black!

Is Lv Wanhong so arrogant now!

Seeing that he dared to be angry but not to take action, Lv Wanhong snorted in his heart, extremely disdainful.

Isn't it just a sect leader? You really think you are an onion, don't you see who my disciple is?

His own apprentice even suppressed the terrifying power of the Guba clan. He has the capital to expand, and he doesn't need to give face to anyone!

"What, I think you are still not convinced?" He suddenly saw Lin Wudi's face that was black with anger, and he rolled his eyes at him and snorted coldly!

Lin Wudi was shaking with anger, and just as he was about to speak, Lu Wanhong scolded him: "I think you are still not convinced! I tell you, if you are not convinced, you will be expelled from the sect!"

What!

Lin Wudi was shocked!

What? He wants to expel himself, the leader of the sect, from the sect?

Did he hear it right?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly remembered what Xu Lao said when Huang Jiulong opened up the eighteen caves.

"This boy is really terrible, but he is the son of my Taixuan Holy Land... No! Lin, if you abdicate, he will be the next leader!"

The original voice echoed in his ears.

Lin Wudi lowered his head suddenly and swallowed the breath.

If that were the case, he would become the first leader in the history of Taixuan Holy Land to be expelled from the sect. If the servants knew about this, wouldn't they laugh their heads off?

For the sake of the overall situation, he could only endure it!

Old Xu looked at the curtain of Lv Wanhong's chariot and said expressionlessly: "It's true that Qingyao is back, but the one-year deadline has not yet arrived, so this martial arts competition..."

"Not really!" Lv Wanhong interrupted directly and said in a deep voice: "Old Xu, I heard from you before that as long as Ye Qingyao comes back, the martial arts competition will be held in advance. How can you go back on your word now? I must hold it in advance today!"

Before Old Xu could say anything, suddenly, the teleportation array hummed again, and a figure in white emerged.

He wore a white mask on his face and a white robe on his body, which made the whole person look unrestrained and handsome.

"Huang!" Old Xu's eyes lit up.

Huang Jiulong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and his hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly.

The reason why he came here was that he was not paying attention this morning and suddenly found that the entire Dengfeng could not sense Lv Wanhong's breath. He immediately guessed that this old immortal must be unable to hold back and came to the main peak to start the martial arts competition. When he came, he saw that he was really here!

"Fuck, this old immortal is forcing me to death!!"

He roared fiercely in his heart, but still nodded on his face. He smiled under the mask and said with a fist: "Disciple greets Old Xu."

Turning his head, he hurriedly saluted Lin Wudi and said respectfully: "Disciple greets the sect master."

Lin Wudi was angry. Seeing him like this, he was glad that Lv Wanhong did not lead Huang's character astray, otherwise, the people would be in trouble...!

"You're welcome." He hurriedly helped Huang Jiulong up with a kind face.

Huang Jiulong also bowed to Ye Qingyao: "Meet Master Ye."

As for Su Changge, who was transparent, he simply ignored him.

Ye Qingyao looked at his outfit, then at the mask on his face, and sneered in her heart.

Yeah, he really pretends.

She clasped her fists slightly and said, "You're welcome."

"Disciple, what are you doing here?" Lv Wanhong was a little unhappy at this time.

He took advantage of Huang Jiulong not getting up this morning and immediately got in the car and rushed to the main peak quickly, because he knew that if Huang Jiulong knew about this, he would definitely persuade him again.

Huang Jiulong looked straight into his eyes, his eyes almost spitting fire, and said in a low voice: "Master, keep a low profile, Old Xu is a living fossil of the sect, how can you be so rude, get out of the car and talk...!"

Lv Wanhong waved his hand and said, "Hey! Keep a low profile, keep a low profile, you are so awesome, why keep a low profile! If I were you, I would go up and down the earth, overturn the rivers and seas!"

Without waiting for Huang Jiulong to speak, he turned to look at Old Xu: "Old Xu, I'll say it again, if the competition doesn't start today, I'll stay here!"

He looked at the Sutra Library with a burning gaze, and was really ready to pack his bedding and stay here!

Old Xu's old eyes moved, as if he was making a decision.

The Terminator is coming, and he tried so hard to improve the sect's combat power, but in the end, it was ruined by this idiot!

After a long time, he sighed and said helplessly: "Well, since you insist on opening it, then open it, but you need to wait for the last fifteen days, because Lu Jiuxiao and the other two need to retreat and recuperate."

"The last fifteen days?" Lu Wanhong's eyes lit up!

He thought about it. The competition was supposed to last for a year, but now, if he calculated the time, more than half a year had passed. There were still more than four months left before the competition, and now it would start after the 15th day, which was equivalent to four months in advance...

This... was also considered a refund

"Really?!" He was worried and asked again.

Old Xu nodded helplessly: "Really."

"Hiss~~" Huang Jiulong's teeth chattered, and he felt a chill from his head to the soles of his feet. His face turned pale under the mask, and his hands trembled!

Lu Wanhong laughed and clasped his fists and said: "Thank you, Old Xu for your help!"

Old Xu keenly observed that Huang Jiulong's hands were shaking, and was slightly stunned. Then he understood something in his heart. Huang was a quasi-saint after all. It was okay to deal with one quasi-saint, but it was obviously impossible to take the position of the Son of God against three thousand quasi-saints.

One person can beat a nest?

He looked at Huang Jiulong, forced a smile, and said in a voice transmission: "Don't be afraid, do you know why I set the last fifteen days?"

Huang Jiulong was terrified, and suppressed his mentality that was about to collapse and asked: "Why?"

Old Xu came over and said carefully as if whispering: "The quasi-saints in the sect each have a holy weapon. Your quasi-saint weapon is obviously not qualified. I wanted to buy you more time, but your master pressed too hard, so I can only buy you fifteen days. He was still very unhappy about this. I think these fifteen days should be enough for you to upgrade the Immortal Killing Sword to a real holy weapon. There is not much else, so hurry up and go."

Huang Jiulong felt very complicated when he heard this.

He felt even more anxious.

But he could only nod heavily!

"I know, thank you for your grace, Old Xu!"