Sweeping the gods and demons: Start by acquiring a farm

"Daoyou Zhu Zhen is my friend and has given me great help.

In terms of strength, he is no worse than any of you.

Before he became an immortal, he helped me a lot. How dare you question him?"

Ming Yan's voice was cold, and his eyes with cold light swept across the audience.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and looked at Qin Lin in disbelief.

I didn't expect this person's identity to be so special.

Ming Yan defended him so much, and a piece of information was revealed in a few words.

This Zhu Zhen seemed to be on equal terms with Ming Yan, which was far beyond the reach of others.

This information was very shocking.

The two were likely allies, and Zhu Zhen could give Ming Yan great help.

In this way, it was understandable that he had a place.

Qing Yanxian frowned slightly, Ming Yan's attitude towards Zhu Zhen was a little unusual.

The relationship between the two seemed to be a little intimate.

A hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

The immortals looked at each other in bewilderment. They did not expect that Zhu Zhen was the young master's secret supporter, and he was not just an ordinary supporter.

At this moment, no one dared to speak.

Although Young Master Mingzhe was a woman, her talent and bearing were definitely not comparable to those of ordinary people.

It was not a wise move to disobey the other party's wishes.

At this moment, Mingzhe looked at Bao Wentian: "They questioned your qualifications, so prove yourself to them."

"Young Master, you are making things difficult for me."

Bao Wentian smiled bitterly, then looked at everyone with a smile, and first clasped his fists.

"Everyone, I can't go against the young master's wishes. I wonder who wants to ask for advice."

"Taoist Qiao, ask for advice from Taoist Bao!"

A middle-aged man in simple clothes, wearing a bamboo hat and an axe on his waist walked out slowly.

Immortal Arena!

Qin Lin and Mingzhe sat side by side and looked at the two people in the field.

Especially Bao Wentian, Qin Lin was most curious about this guy.

This guy is a little unusual.

Perhaps we can get a glimpse of this battle.

His eyes turned slightly to Mingzhe beside him: "You seem to be very confident in Bao Wentian."

Mingzhe's lips curled slightly: "Don't look at this guy's careless and familiar appearance.

His strength can definitely rank among the top three among the immortals who surrendered to me."

Seeing Mingzhe say so, Qin Lin also watched this duel seriously.

I saw the Taoist woodcutter take out the axe worn on his waist, and at this moment, his breath became extremely sharp.

It seemed that there was an indescribable artistic conception, as if it could split the world.

This feeling is very wonderful.

The strength of this Taoist woodcutter can be firmly ranked in the top five among the crowd.

Almost few people are confident that they can defeat their opponents.

At the same time, Bao Wentian is like a wisp of strong grass in the wind, but the strength can stand firm in the wind.

He is the kind of guy who is harmless but tenacious.

The two people have completely different feelings.

"Fellow Daoist Bao, I am ready to take action."

As soon as the voice fell, the Taoist woodcutter's vicissitudes of life eyes instantly became sharp.

The world seemed to condense into a phantom, with a terrifying momentum, as if it was going to create the world.

An axe chopped down at Bao Wentian's head.

This blow was extremely terrifying. I didn't expect that the Taoist woodcutter's strength was so strong.

He had been hiding his weakness before, but now he suddenly burst out all his strength.

It seems that he is determined to get the qualification for the secret realm.

On the other hand, Bao Wentian had a smile on his side.

He quickly opened his mouth and let out an invisible roar.

Boom!

All the immortals present felt that their souls rang out an extremely loud roar.

The souls trembled violently and there was a moment of loss of consciousness.

I didn't expect that Bao Wentian was actually an immortal who was good at the way of the soul.

As the Taoist Qiao, who was in the center, felt the strongest. The terrifying roar of the soul almost shattered his soul.

His face turned extremely pale with just one roar, and the power of opening the sky that he had gathered was instantly disintegrated.

His soul was even more painful. Every time his body moved, his soul felt unspeakable pain.

He understood that the other party had already shown mercy. As long as this soul attack was more concentrated.

His soul would definitely be shattered in an instant.

The gap between them was huge.

With a plop, Taoist Qiao knelt on his knees in pain, covering his head and trying to speak, but he couldn't.

The pain reflected from the soul far exceeded that of the body by thousands of times.

The scene fell into a dead silence.

Bao Wentian's strength was beyond everyone's expectation. What was originally thought to be a big battle ended so dramatically.

"This Daoist Bao is really a hidden talent. If it were me, I would have died on the spot with a soul roar.

It is understandable that Master Mingzhe chose him."

At this moment, the immortals who were not chosen looked at Bao Wentian with fear.

There are already few strong soul masters.

They said that those who master the secret method of resisting soul attacks may not be able to withstand Bao Wentian's attack.

It is an extremely profound soul secret technique!

Bai Wentian has the ability to kill more than 90% of the people present with just one move.

The immortals found that the people chosen by Master Mingzhe were either old ministers or powerful people.

In terms of merit or strength, they have a huge gap with the people who were chosen.

Papa!

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Bao to have such strength."

Ming Fu looked surprised. Although she knew that Bao Wentian was extremely powerful, she didn't expect him to be so powerful.

After entering the secret realm, your own safety will be more guaranteed.

As for the woodcutter, Ming Man also had a concerned look on his face: "Uncle Ming, hurry up and get the elixir to repair the soul and cure the woodcutter's injuries as soon as possible."

"Yes!" Uncle Ming chuckled and left here in a flash.

"Master Mingfu is not as good as others, so he deserves to be injured."

The woodcutter smiled bitterly, originally thinking that he would be able to make a big splash with his own strength.

Unexpectedly, one mountain is higher than the other.

After all, I underestimate others.

"There is no need to laugh at yourself, woodcutter. With your strength, you are the best even among the immortals."

Mr. Mingfu said affectionately and sincerely.

Not long after, Uncle Ming brought an elixir specially designed to heal the soul and presented it to the woodcutter.

After receiving the elixir, the woodcutter lowered his head in shame. After a few polite words, he turned back to his residence and began to repair his damaged soul.

After this!

Those seven dissatisfied and eight dissatisfied immortals now closed their mouths one by one.

The most mysterious one among them is Qin Lin, this man who can chat and laugh happily with Master Mingfu.

Just looking at Master Mingfu's attitude, they didn't dare to look down on each other.

It should be noted that Mr. Mingfu has been around the Immortal King since he was a child, and his vision is extremely vicious.

They didn't believe that Qin Lin would be a rookie.

In this place of Immortal Realm, nothing is unusual.