Mona's entry can almost be described as the attention of everyone.

The God Organization, a new powerful transcendent force.

The first battle they fought for was the chaos in the Taoist world twenty-one years ago!

In recent years, many storms in the world have their shadows behind them.

An unfathomable and indescribable organization.

So far, no one has figured out what kind of existence the nine transcendent forces, including the yamen, is, and only knows their unscrupulous style of acting in order to achieve their goals.

Seeing Mona coming, Longjiu and Ming Lingzi looked at each other, and then slowly took a step back.

This is the relationship between the upper and lower classes in the Taoist world.

Mona is in the middle stage of the saints, and both of them are in the early stage of the saints, so they must give Mona sufficient respect.

Even if Mona looks young on the surface, they have to take a step back.

Finally, there was the festive fat man Zheng Chengxiong, running wildly with his short legs, and smiling and nodding at the acquaintances on both sides. No matter how he looked, he didn't look like a monk, but he looked like a dog-legged person.

However, no one present, including Mona, dared to underestimate this fat man.

After all, he is from the yamen!

Zheng Chengxiong stood in the middle c position, with the bow of the boat behind him, and there were more than a dozen monks standing in front of him, and there were tourists coming to watch. There were at least three or four hundred people in Wuyang.

Except for someone watching on the deck, there are still people watching on the two floors above, and even people standing on the watchtower are watching.

A three-year event that cannot be missed.

"I am a constable from the Dongzhou Provincial Yamen, Zheng Chengxiong!"

"Tonight's conference will solve the problem of share allocation in various industries in Linhai area in the next three years, and it is also a time to end the grudges of the past."

"On the ship, we make friends with martial arts. We will win and lose with our own abilities!"

"But when you return to the ground, you can't stir up the wind and rain anymore. If it affects social stability, don't blame me, Mr. Zheng for not saving face!"

After saying that, Zheng Cheng's true energy was stirred up in his body, and his aura burst out with a bang.

The mindfulness qi surrounds the body twice, and finally forms a saint spectrum behind the mind.

If you look closely, there is a faint shadow of a tiger's head with a bloody mouth open in his spectrum.

"saint!"

Many people's eyes froze.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Chengxiong was also promoted to the saint realm. No wonder he was able to preside over the conference in a domineering manner when facing the three saints.

"If there is no objection, the competition will officially begin, and the competition system will be free-to-play ring competition!"

This is the usual style of the Transcendent Force Conference.

In the free ring competition, the first person who goes up becomes the champion, and then only needs to defend the ring. If you lose, you will be automatically eliminated. The winner becomes the new champion, allowing the latecomers to compete.

Without constraints on state, you can go to the stage by voluntarily.

After hearing this, the three saints retreated to the front of the deck. Someone next to them had three recliners, and they naturally sat over.

As their identities, of course they won't go ahead and fight first.

The other contestants who attended the conference looked at each other and shook their heads and smiled bitterly. This time they were probably going to become a foil of green leaves, and it was almost impossible for a saint to win the final victory.

However, even if you can't win the end, you have to boost the morale of the sect's power!

Wan Ling'er from Wanxiang Mountain walked slowly to the side of the ring with a kitten step, and said charmingly: "Since you don't come out, that little woman will reluctantly be the champion."

Her hot figure and beautiful appearance, coupled with her exposed clothes, instantly made many men watching outside excitedly.

"Then I'll try your skills!"

After Wan Ling'er was in his seat, a slender figure flashed through the crowd and appeared on the other side of the ring.

Many men whispered and said, "Lu Ying from Shadow Tower is too shameless, right? Do you want to go up and take advantage of Miss Ling'er?"

Lu Ying ignored the angry scolding of these people.

Their Shadow Tower and Vientiane Mountain are located in a province. In the early years, the strength of the two forces was almost the same. However, after Vientiane Mountain was elected as nine transcendent forces, it gradually widened the distance.

Where can the people in Shadow Building accept this?

When one becomes stronger, he naturally looks down on the other.

The other person thinks that you used to be the same as us, so why are you so awesome now?

Located in a province and looking down on each other, friction will inevitably occur over time. If there are too many frictions, it will escalate into conflict. When the first time a disciple of both sides dies, the conflict will escalate to an irreconcilable level.

So, when Wan Ling'er goes up, Lu Ying has to go up.

This has nothing to do with men and women, it is purely a grudge between the sect.

"The people in Wanxiang Mountain practice their eyes and Shadow Tower became famous for their hidden art. This is a bit restrained!"

Among the audience in the cabin, there are many practitioners who practice Taoism. Although they do not practice Taoism themselves, they are well aware of the abilities of these practitioners.

"Did you hear it? The Wanxiang Eye Technique defeats your Cross Shadow Killing Technique. Do you still dare to fight?" Wan Ling'er's words were still charming, but there was murderous aura on her body.

Once on a mission in Wanxiang Mountain, a female disciple fell alone and was caught by Shadow Tower.

When the female disciple was finally sent back to Wanxiang Mountain, she was already a cold corpse. What was even more cruel was that there were countless scars of all sizes on the corpse, and some parts were even cruelly injured.

Wan Ling'er swore that day that if she met the disciples of Shadow Tower, it would be killing!

"Haha, you female disciples in Wanxiang Mountain taste really good, especially the last one, by the way? It seems to be called Wanping, right?" Lu Ying looked at Wan Ling'er's delicate body with unscrupulous eyes.

"court death!"

The cold murderous intent was not concealed at all, and Wan Ling'er was already extremely angry at this moment.

Before Zheng Chengxiong could announce the start, she took action directly.

First, she closed her eyes for three seconds, and then opened her dark pupils shattered, and the fragments kept rotating and enlarging, then shattered, and then continued to rotate and enlarge, and then shattered...

A pair of eyes, like a kaleidoscope.

This is the Wanxiang Eyes Art of Wanxiang Mountain, which shows through everything in the world.

"hehe."

Lu Ying was not afraid at all.

The figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. Only his laughter was left in this place, and the figure had disappeared.

“Excellent, really wonderful!”

Many of the audiences in the cabin were watching the war between monks for the first time and couldn't help but cheer.

It was also the first time that Qiu Ning and others watched it.

A group of young people were very excited, with their necks stretched straight, for fear of missing the wonderful scene.

"Why did that chef boy run so far ahead?"

Suddenly, Fan Liang saw a figure, standing even higher than them, and the figure seemed to be moving forward.

Qiu Ning looked along his fingers, and when she saw Ye Qiu, her brows couldn't help but frown.

This is a battle between monks. Why do you, a little chef, go ahead?

Don’t you dare to go ahead without seeing us second generations?

Who doesn't know where to see clearly?

But where is the place for all kinds of bigwigs in Linhai to stand!
Chapter completed!