On that day, the news spread at an amazing speed as if it had wings and was publicized by the Fengyu family.
The whole world is a sensation.
It should be noted that a month ago, langqianheng announced with pride that he would fight Lintian over the white jade capital soul refining building, which made the whole ancient wasteland in an uproar.
In the past month, because of this battle, all the eyes of the world have gathered in Baiyujing to pay attention.
Almost most people have no bottom in their hearts.
Because langqianheng was too strong, came from abroad, had different talents and terrible details, so people couldn't help worrying about whether Lintian would lose in the duel.
But now, with the news, the whole world is boiling, and there are agitation and cheers everywhere.
Even those ancient orthodoxy standing on the top of the world are secretly relieved and relieved.
The ancient barren region has been suppressed by the other eight regions for too long!
Before the boundless years, two battles between the nine regions made the ancient barren regions miserable, and then declined, losing the glory of the former overlord.
It can be said that in the past, the ancient wasteland tasted blood, tears and humiliation, and was oppressed by the other eight regions.
Therefore, Lintian's war received special attention.
Lintian's defeat would be a heavy blow to the cultivation world in the ancient wasteland.
But if Lintian won, it would be like correcting the name of the ancient wasteland and boasting!
This is the general trend of the world.
Fortunately, the final result was that Lintian won!
The victory was crisp and beautiful. No matter who the monk was, he was in a high mood and hot-blooded after learning the news.
It is no exaggeration to say that the impact of this war is so great that it can even be recorded in the annals of ancient wasteland and remembered by future generations!
Lintian became the most popular person in the ancient wasteland. His name, his achievements and his deeds in the past have become a topic of great interest in the ancient wasteland.
This is prestige.
In the past, Lintian was famous for killing all the way and offended many Taoist forces in the ancient wasteland. Some people respected and supported it, while others hated and resisted it.
But now it is different. Even the Taoist forces who hate Lintian can no longer slander and attack.
Otherwise, it is against all living beings in the world!
In short, the impact of this war on the ancient wasteland has just begun.
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Holy hiding place, Shenji Pavilion.
As a sacred place respected and revered by countless powerful people in the ancient wasteland, the status of Shenji Pavilion is also extremely detached.
What Shenji Pavilion is good at is to deduce the general trend of heaven and earth and predict good and bad luck.
For example, the signs before the advent of the great world, the emergence of the absolute top domain, and the dispute between the nine domains, Shenji pavilion has made predictions in advance and announced the world.
The descendant of Shenji Pavilion, also known as the "knife and pen official in the practice world", is in charge of the spring and autumn pen and the history book, recording the history of ancient and modern times and remembering the changes of years and events.
Only in today's Shenji Pavilion, the atmosphere is particularly depressed.
In a grand old hall.
"Soon, this seat will leave. Before you leave, should you give a clear answer?"
A dignified and indifferent voice sounded, and the speaker was a man in purple, with deep eyes and imposing power.
He comes from Jiuli ancient region and is named Chi Qianqiu. He is a quasi emperor.
However, subject to the oppression of the laws of heaven and earth in the ancient wasteland, he now shows only the level of holy land.
Chi Qianqiu is the head of the mission to the ancient wasteland this time. Eight young people, such as Lang qianheng, all follow him.
There was silence in the hall, only Chi Qianqiu's slightly impatient voice echoed.
On the main seat, Mr. Miao Xuan frowned and said nothing.
In other positions, the old people in Shenji Pavilion were silent, but their slightly gloomy look made them feel uneasy.
A while ago, Chi Qianqiu came to the ancient wasteland with langqian Heng and other younger generations. His real purpose is to negotiate with the ancient wasteland.
The content of the negotiation is very simple, that is, in the upcoming battle of the nine regions, let the ancient wasteland take the initiative to hand over the nine flying immortal orders!
Flying immortal order is related to the qualification of entering Kunlun market. Each domain has nine pieces.
If you agree to the conditions proposed by Chi Qianqiu, you will directly deprive the strong in the ancient wasteland of the qualification to enter the Kunlun ruins!
In return, the other eight regions will choose to be merciful and not kill all the strong in the ancient wasteland after the battle between the nine regions is opened.
How could Shenji Pavilion possibly agree to such conditions full of humiliation and inequality?
"Taoist friends, it's too aggressive for you to do so."
Mr. Miao Xuan sighed.
Chi Qianqiu Leng hum: "aggressive? If it weren't for the nine piece flying fairy order, do you think I would come to negotiate with you?"
This is Shenji Pavilion, an ancient wasteland, but Chi Qianqiu seems confident and has a tough attitude.
The reason is very simple. In his opinion, the ancient wasteland has long declined and is not qualified to compete with the other eight regions!
"Promise your terms. In the battle of the nine regions, won't the strong of the eight regions deal with the strong of the ancient barren regions?"
"As I said, I will show mercy and will not kill them all."
Chi Qianqiu's face was expressionless. "You should all know how heavy the losses of the strong in your ancient wasteland were in the first two nine domain wars. Do you still want to repeat the mistakes?"
The voice is cold and disdainful, and there is also an undisguised threat.
For a moment, everyone here looked uncertain.
In the past, the ancient wasteland was defeated twice in the battle of the nine regions. I don't know how many heroes died on the battlefield of the nine regions.
This is blood shame and hatred!
It was also the two disputes between the nine regions that led to the decline of the ancient barren regions, resulting in the disappearance and severance of the roads on the top of Jue mountain, and the losses were very heavy.
How can everyone here forget such things?
The atmosphere in the hall became more and more depressed. Many people were sad and ashamed.
be at sb.'s mercy.
This taste is too humiliating and uncomfortable.
"This condition, we Shenji Pavilion can not replace the ancient wasteland creatures to agree!"
Suddenly, Mr. Miao Xuan uttered a voice, his words were calm, but he was determined.
Chi Qianqiu was stunned, as if he couldn't believe it. Immediately he was very angry and smiled. He looked very angry and said, "this is called toasting instead of drinking?"
Mr. Miao Xuan said calmly, "whether to hand in the flying immortal order or not can't avoid the fighting in the battlefield of the nine regions. In that case, why do you want to hand it in?"
Chi Qianqiu looked cold: "it seems that you dare to make such a decision because there are more little guys on the way to the top of the mountain in the ancient wasteland because of the emergence of the top of the mountain. However, do you really think that these little guys can change the inevitable outcome of the ancient wasteland?"
"Ridiculous!"
He said to himself, "I can tell you that if you agree to the conditions proposed by me, you may still have a chance to breathe. If you don't agree..."
"What if you don't agree?"
Mr. Miao Xuan raised his eyes and looked directly at Chi Qianqiu.
"If you don't, all of you will be killed on the battlefield."
"And your front battlefield will also be broken in the battle of the nine regions!"
Chi Qianqiu is killing every word.
For a moment, the people in the hall were restless and turned pale.
The front battlefield is the only line of defense against the other eight regions. Once it is broken, the strong in the eight regions can drive straight into the ancient wasteland.
At that time, the ancient wasteland is destined to become a piece of fat to be taken and divided by the other eight regions!
At that time, there are bound to be an unknown number of Taoist traditions destroyed and destroyed, and an unknown number of strong people driven by slavery, whose lives are ruined and shaken by wind and rain!
Will all this happen?
All eyes looked at Mr. Miaoyuan, and the atmosphere was dignified.
"There is no need to discuss this matter. It is nothing more than a dispute between the nine regions. My generation in the ancient barren regions would rather die standing than live kneeling!"
Suddenly, a warm voice sounded outside the hall. Mr. Shen, dressed in cloth and as warm as jade, didn't know when he had come.
Seeing him appear, Mr. Miao Xuan seemed to be relieved and said with a smile: "senior brother, you're finally back."
Mr. Shen also smiled: "if you don't come back, how can you catch the hot taro? I'll decide to do it, and I'll shoulder the consequences."
"Whether this decision is right or wrong, when asked by all living beings in the ancient wasteland one day, it's good to have a clear conscience."
After a pause, he looked at Chi Qianqiu and said, "those young people you brought have been defeated now. I think you'd better take them away quickly, otherwise they don't know how much ridicule they will suffer."
"What?"
Chi Qianqiu was stunned, as if he couldn't believe it.
With a wave of Mr. Shen's sleeve robe, a light curtain emerged, which reflected the scene of battle over the white jade capital soul refining building, just like looking at flowers.
When seeing that Lang qianheng, Zhu Yingxue, mu Jiexing and others were crushed by Lintian one by one, Chi Qianqiu, the great quasi emperor, couldn't help shrinking his eyes and looked gloomy.
"Who is this son?"
When the light curtain disappears, Chi Qianqiu sinks his voice and opens his mouth.
"It doesn't matter who he is. What matters is that you really should leave."
Mr. Shen said calmly.
Seeing this, Chi Qianqiu couldn't help laughing and said, "I really think that with such a small thing, I can turn clouds and rain in the nine regions battlefield? Naive!"
After a pause, he continued: "I'm not afraid to tell you that among the eight regions, these young people who follow us can only be regarded as first-class people at most. There are many people who are more powerful than them, such as the 'Eight Wonders of the green world' and the top 50 figures in the 'top list of longevity in the eight regions'... Too many!"
Speaking of this, he looked at Mr. Shen coldly: "this is the inside information of my eight regions. Don't forget that the road to the top of my eight regions has never been cut off. Even the role of stepping into the holy land has the power of the top one by one!"
"Let me ask you a question, you ancient wasteland... What do you take to fight with our eight regions? It's just that little thing? It's ridiculous!"
At last, his voice was filled with a thick touch of disdain. The sound shook the hall and echoed endlessly.