563: C563 Hate Born of Love

C563 Hate Born of Love

This made the other three thousand odd Black Wind Squadron s that were not Sword Cultivator's companions to be extremely envious.

"Hmph, what's there to be proud about? Go and participate in your Tongxin Mystic Realm, then we'll go out and find our own lucky chances," Fairy Mo Xi said with a look of disdain.

However, he did not admit defeat on the surface, so he was still rather tasteless in his heart.

"Alright, alright. Everyone, all Heaven's Pride heroes, hurry up and prepare. Listen to sect master's news. Tomorrow, after selecting the candidates, we will set off. There will not be any time to prepare," Elder Jian interrupted the group of younger generation members.

In his heart, however, he was envious. He sighed at how old he was.

Thus, this group of Black Wind Squadron people from the younger generation were about to leave.

At this time, senior sister Jian Ruolan spoke up, "Hey, do you understand this Tongxin Mystic Realm? Do you know what to prepare for? "

The figure that was about to leave suddenly froze in place and slowly turned around.

He then smiled at her and said, "Senior Martial Sister Ruolan, you're the best. Quickly tell your brothers and sisters, what preparations do you need to make within the Tongxin Mystic Realm?" Wang Huihui stuck out her tongue and said mischievously.

This made Jian Ruolan have no choice but to open his mouth. Originally, she wanted to see Lee Er, but this guy begged her to open her mouth.

However, this fellow was clever. He inadvertently winked at Senior Martial Sister Huihui, appearing to be listening attentively.

This secret realm is extremely bloody, and every person who enters, Sword Cultivator, can at most summon two Flying Sword s at the same time, and there are only two paths to walk on. Either you come out alive, or die inside!

When the crowd heard this, they didn't seem to care at all. Training? How could there be no accidents?

For example, taking Myraid Swords Tower, one must enter the first three levels of the trial before the age of twenty. The first two levels are fine, but if you exit in time, you can still live, but for the third level, you can only enter and not leave.

"Don't be too careless. This Tongxin Mystic Realm's casualty rate is as high as fifty percent. In other words, if over three thousand of us were to participate, it's possible that … Maybe half of them, no... "I won't be able to come back, and there's some sort of test inside. Even if my grandpa and father entered, they won't be able to say it out loud." This time, Jian Ruolan no longer had a joking tone and said it seriously.

Upon hearing this, the excited looks on everyone's faces immediately dimmed down.

"Brothers and sisters, what are you afraid of? Isn't the boss here? There are some things that he cannot solve, from Deep Valley to Constant Spirit Dharma Sky, and even past Tianyu Mystic Realm, many people know that. I won't say too much, "Heng Jian said with a relaxed expression. He wasn't worried about his own safety at all, because with his boss here, there was nothing to be afraid of.

When everyone thought back carefully, they realized that this made sense. They were no longer depressed like before, but they were frightened by Senior Martial Sister Ruolan's sword.

However, only Lee Er was speechless. He cursed in his heart, "Damn it, this bitch. Her mouth is really strong. She made boss take the blame for everything."

He slapped Liu Ming's shoulder and said while glaring at him, "Bitch, you're quite good at speaking. Since that's the case, with you leading the team this time, I won't serve you anymore."

With that, he went down to prepare. Since no one understood what was going on inside and it was so dangerous, why should they think so much about it? He himself carried the Tianyu Mystic Realm, so even if he encountered a situation that they couldn't handle, they would at most take everyone in.

However, he still thought like this, and muttered to himself: "What if we think about the situation within the Constant Spirit Dharma Sky being spread out to different locations, then what should we do?"

At this time, the Nine-headed Stone Snake of the Tianyu Mystic Realm said with a smile: "Young Master, what's wrong with this? Send a miniature teleportation pass to Sword Cultivator of the Black Wind Squadron and teleport back to the secret realm when he meets danger, especially when he is in the same plane as us."

Only after hearing the Guardian Beast's reminder, did he remember that during his battle with the Yin Corpse Sect Zombie Army, he had played this game before.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly sent a telepathic message to Yu Changsheng and Ye Tiandi, asking them to send down the life-saving "miniature teleportation formation". As long as it isn't too far away, at least their lives will be saved.

The next day, at noon, all the fifty year old cultivation level had reached the Half-step Genuine Tyrant Stage realm. There were more than one hundred and eight of them, and all of them were brought over by Peak Master and the elders of the various peaks.

Just as sect master and Jian Shengxu had expected, the previous sect master, Hu Luoyun and Martial Uncle still knew the general situation. They were not as short-sighted as the Supreme Elder Wu Xiaofeng.

"This time, the team will be led by Great Elder Jian Shengdan, Second Elder Hu Huan Yan, Third Elder Wu Min Feng, a total of eighteen elders, each peak's Peak Master, and five Great Elder Martial Uncle. Bring out our Xuan Dao Sect's imposing aura and the prestige that we had back then and don't let any hostile forces see it all. All disciples, set off immediately," sect master said in a low voice.

"What?" Could sect master be a bit too anxious about this? "We have plenty of time," Great Elder Wu asked unhappily.

All the higher ups of the Profound Sky Sword Sect also looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Ancestor Wu Liu Steel, as the host, don't tell me that we still need to go on stage one last time and not use any Imperial Empire? We need to put on airs and definitely have the time to meet up with the forces that are on good terms with our sect a few days ahead of time," Jian Baichuan said unhappily. He felt that ever since his daughter Jian Ruolan rejected him and came to speak up for Disciple, it didn't matter what the Jian's faction decided to do. This old fogey was about to interfere, and now he was going to do it.1

It was really shameless to go against them everywhere. At this moment, when Qin Ping, who was originally sunny and handsome, saw Jian Ruolan and Lee Er in the same team, he could not help but be furious.

He, Wu Xiaofeng, was only a little over twenty years old and had already stepped into the middle stage of Great Cultivator of Genuine Tyrant Stage. Not only did he have a handsome and elegant appearance, he also had a deep affection for Jian Ruolan. Some of his senior sisters and senior sisters wanted to meet his mother, he was too lazy to even acknowledge them.

Jian Ruolan was the only one in her heart. As the old saying goes, "The more you can't get, the more you want."

Originally, his reputation in the Profound Sky Sword Sect was not bad and his way of handling things was very popular. But now, for a woman, his heart had already become a little twisted.

In his heart, he had already treated Lee Er as someone who must be killed. As long as he died, not only would Jian Ruolan, who was so beautiful, become his target.

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