Chapter 149 Trouble

Li Mingyang is an outstanding representative of Guixiu in Linglongmen, which is known to the disciples of Linglongmen. In Linglongmen, Li Mingyang always spared no effort to protect the interests of ghost cultivation, which is no secret.

When everyone thought that the Nether monk could only be a laughing stock, Li Mingyang's return made them shut up.

Looking at the elder Guo Yunshan, Li Mingyang suddenly felt like he was in a different world. Li Mingyang has never hated Guo Yunshan. Although he knew very well that he was trained as cannon fodder, in the final analysis, Guo Yunshan gave him the opportunity to practice. Li Mingyang has always adhered to clear grudges. Guo Yunshan needs to repay his kindness.

After bowing respectfully to Guo Yunshan, Li Mingyang said, "Disciple Li Mingyang hopes to fight in this southern battle."

As soon as this word came out, the Linglong disciples around felt a strange breath. Suddenly, they couldn't help but be seriously infected by Li Mingyang.

Guo Yunshan looked at Li Mingyang, who was respectful and begging for war, and smiled happily: "Okay, perform well."

Li Mingyang still bowed respectfully and retreated.

Li Mingyang's initiative to fight made many people look at him with new eyes. In fact, when people first saw his return, it was mainly because of his identity as a ghost and his previous relationship with Xiao Zhuer, which made people pay more attention to him. But in the final analysis, no one has much confidence in his strength and this battle. However, his courage is finally admirable.

The Battle of the South is not an ordinary competition. Although killing is not encouraged here, many people will die in each Battle of the South. In fact, many people who dare to participate in the war are forced to participate in the war, except for some young strong people who are quite confident in their own strength and participate in the war to make themselves famous. For the sake of Xianmen, there must be someone to sacrifice.

Li Mingyang's return caused a sensation, but the short sensation subsided. Here, after all, he is just a dispensable ghost. Even if he participated in the Battle of the South, he is still an dispensable ghost.

Tang Dong followed Li Mingyang on the parking lot of Linglong Gate. After looking back and forth at a circle of female disciples, he squeaked and said, "No, they are not as beautiful as your sister Xiao."

"Nonsense, there is only Xiao Zhuer in Linglongmen."

"Haha, that's right." Tang Dong laughed and hooked Li Mingyang's shoulder and said, "I didn't expect you to be a little * ha. Linglong door can let you in."

Li Mingyang waved his hand and was too lazy to talk.

At this moment, Xiao Zhuer slowly came over: "Li Mingyang, you must participate in this southern battle?"

"Yes." Li Mingyang feels that too many people have asked him this question, and even ghosts have asked him.

"It's very dangerous." It was the same thing, and Xiao Zhuer did not say it without vulgarity.

Li Mingyang said with a wry smile, "Don't worry, I will protect myself. The battle in the south always needs to be fought. Only after the battle can I leave at ease.

"Go? Where are you going? Xiao Zhuer asked with a shocked face.

Li Mingyang frowned slightly and didn't know what to say for a moment. But a cold voice suddenly sounded beside him: "It's natural to find a dog hole to get in after the fight, otherwise you can't let people see jokes here."

Li Mingyang turned his head and looked at it. After seeing the speaker clearly, he was instantly relieved. How can you not meet your old opponent Zhao Yan when you go back to Linglong Gate this time? I still remember that I was beaten by Zhao Yan a few months ago, when Zhao Yan was the goal of his efforts. But when he saw him again, Li Mingyang suddenly found that he couldn't even fight.

This opponent is too weak.

He is no longer the little ghost in the fantasy world who could only be beaten, but he is still only the triple cultivation of the Qingling realm. Even from his eyes, Li Mingyang seems to be able to see through his heart, so that the young monk who can only be jealous can only show off his power in Linglong Gate and put it in troubled times, just a stunned young man.

However, Zhao Yan did not appear alone this time. Zhao Ruling and even Chang Rong were also accompanied, but Chang Rong was just responsible for the living of the monks participating in the war this time, and she was not qualified to participate in the war.

Zhao Ruling was as kind as ever and said to Li Mingyang with a light smile, "Brother Li's desire to fight is indeed respectable, but remember to protect yourself."

"Thank you very much." Li Mingyang can't say that he likes Zhao Ruling or is tired of it.

When Zhao Yan saw that Li Mingyang ignored himself, he immediately wanted to provoke. Li Mingyang suddenly opened his mouth and said to Xiao Zhuer, "I'll tell you about my business later. Anyway, I will be careful to fight this battle."

Tang Dong didn't say anything this time. After following Li Mingyang far away, he carefully asked, "Brother, it seems that you are not doing well here."

"No, I also have good friends, such as Sister Xiao."

"But I found that everyone else didn't like you except Sister Xiao." Tang Dong said seriously.

"Others?" Li Mingyang said exaggeratedly, "You can still see other people. I just saw a group of children. What's there to worry about with children?"

The thorough integration of Huangquan's formula gives Li Mingyang's spiritual eyes in the sea have superb control. He can close his spiritual eye for a period of time, so that he can achieve the perfect effect of suppressing cultivation. He didn't want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but just to be quiet. After all, I have to explain a lot when I have practiced to the spiritual realm in a year.

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With the arrival of Linglongmen, almost all the important people in this southern battle were also present. And just as many monks gathered in the Lanting Plain to start the ten-year battle feast, a battle had just ended about a thousand miles away from the Lanting Plain.

This was a bloody battle, and a total of 5,000 or 6,000 people were dispatched from the two sides. This is also a completely one-sided battle. When the war ended, the winning party lost almost less than ten people and completely annihilated more than 2,000 monks. Such a one-sided battle can be said to be a miracle. The basic number of the two sides is quite large, and there are even many Qingling monks on the side that was completely annihilated, and their overall strength is stronger. But at the end of the war, the situation was like this.

The monks in the Lanting Plain never thought that just as they were planning and waiting for the start of a so-called battle feast, there was a killing feast that they could not understand outside a city of monks thousands of miles away.

This is a war, not a battle between monks.

Yan Kuo looked at the dead enemy's body on the battlefield with emotion, patted Yan Guang's shoulder and said, "It's still so cool. If you had given a team like us, you wouldn't have been almost defeated by the dozens of Mobei knives in Youlan Town at the beginning."

Thinking of the war in Youlan Town, Yan Kuo and Yan Guang always thought it was a major stain in their lives. The two brothers have always been used to wandering side by side, but they rarely cooperate with others. That was the first time they led a team to meet an orderly team, and they almost failed. Of course, in fact, it was equivalent to failure in the end. After all, except for them, everyone was buried in Youlan Town.

Yan Guang also thought about it for a while, but then said calmly, "Even if this kind of team is brought to us, we can't bring it well. To be honest, I really didn't think highly of Qin Yan before, but now... Tut, we are really a little different from others.

Looking at Qin Yan dressed as a scholar not far away, Yan Guang and Yan Kuo nodded unconvincedly.

The reason why this battle can be won so easily, and even such a horrible unilateral slaughter, the 3,000 elite soldiers they brought out this time are certainly the foundation, but the key to the decisive victory lies in Qin Yan's command. Following Qin Yan to fight is a kind of enjoyment, which is the true feeling of the Yan brothers now.

The swordsmen brothers are used to facing all difficulties together. Even in the face of the real spiritual strong, they dare to fight. But in the battle of thousands of people, they never thought that they could kill so smoothly.

Living in the Central Plains for a long time, the Yan brothers naturally know the importance and cruelty of war. The five-fold cultivation of the virtual spiritual realm is certainly strong, and the joint efforts of the two can be comparable to the strong in the real spiritual realm. However, in the war of this scale, they are also very self-aware. It may be possible to kill a hundred and eight monks, but if you want to kill them all, then It's looking for death.

However, under the command of Qin Yan, the Yan brothers are like swimming fish in the sea. They cooperate with 3,000 elite soldiers very smoothly between advance and retreat. These warriors and Netherworld monks seem to understand their minds. They will always cut the enemy into pieces and cut a large battlefield into several small regiments. In this kind of battle, the Yan brothers are the sharp blade of terror.

And it was their commander Qin Yan, the young man who only had the triple cultivation of the virtual realm. In this war, the brothers of the Yan family no longer dare to be too presumptuous in front of him. The strong will always be respected accordingly.

Seeing that Qin Yan frowned slightly after receiving an order, the Yan brothers went up worriedly.

"I just received a war report that a group of monks passed by not far away from us." Qin Yan said calmly.

"Is there anything strange about this? Aren't monks everywhere?" Yan Guang curled his lips and said.

"These monks are abnormal. They also seem to be an army, with about 500 people."

"Is there also an army in the south?" Yan Kuo asked subconsciously.

"Yes, but most of them are distributed near Qiandao Lake, which is too abnormal here." Qin Yan frowned.

"If you don't like it, you can catch up and kill it. Isn't it just to cause trouble when we come out this time?" Yan Kuo waved his hand and said boldly.

Yan Guang quickly stared at him and stopped Yan Kuo from going crazy: "Be honest and talk nonsense."

But Qin Yan suddenly patted his forehead and said with a smile, "Brother Yan Kuo is right. We are here to cause trouble."

Qin Yan also learned from Yan's appearance and said with a wave of his hand, "Let's go, let's continue to make trouble."