Dragon Tamer Chapter 160: Mianshan Jianzong Wen Mengru
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"At a young age, just so sinister and cunning!" Nie Chong sneered at Zhu Minglang's behavior.
Wu Feng laughed and retorted Nie Chong's remarks: "Probably your disciples of Zi Zonglin should live in the world of nursery rhymes. This is a combination of strength and wisdom."
"Yeah, there are a few more people who have the courage of Zhu Minglang, who dare to light the beacon, don't care how many opponents there are, let alone the strength of the people coming, how is this called insidious and cunning, this is called self-confidence!"
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Zhu Minglang ransacked a large number of people, especially those of Fu Zong's disciples, as well as from a family surnamed Zhong, who had many blue brocade boxes on hand.
These brocade boxes haven't covered their heat yet, so they were snatched by Zhu Minglang's team. They regretted it for a while, couldn't they hold on to it? Why are they so greedy?
Zhu Minglang is simply a little devil.
After he ransacked this group of people, he immediately ran to another part of the agency city, and proceeded the same way!
There are many shelters in the organ city, coupled with the changing terrain, the disciples inside have no idea that someone is using the purple beacon smoke to lure the enemy.
So when Zhu Minglang once again ignited the purple-red beacon, the long-haired referee was so angry that his beard was upturned. As for the people on the wall, I would like to see Zhu Minglang's cunning behavior. It must be clear.
On the tower, there are indeed many elders and hall masters of many forces. When they see their disciples running away incomparably pure, they even tighten their eyebrows, making it difficult to stretch them out.
It's over, it's all over, the little brocade box that I finally got is about to be scraped away by the guy Zhumen!
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On Mount Bai, the smile on Zhu Minglang's face has not faded.
This is still to thank those villains in Sin City, which made Zhu Minglang realize that being a villain actually requires a lot of brains, and robbery can also become artistic.
After finishing the third vote, Zhu Minglang has already made a lot of money. If he didn't consider that his dragon pets need to adjust their breath and rest, and deal with the people of the tomb of the Nine Army, Zhu Minglang intends to continue looting like this!
It’s been a long time since I felt rich in a day. In this chaotic and turbulent world, only a full pocket of gold can bring people a sense of security.
I don’t know who made the proposal to put the competition on this power competition. It’s simply not too wise.
Why didn't you think it was a very interesting thing to fight against these disciples?
When I first came down the mountain, I was out of the category of disciples. This also made Zhu Minglang at a young age miss the opportunity to compare with his peers.
This looting also made up for Zhu Minglang's many regrets in his youth.
Even in the imperial capital, there are still too many disciples who are as simple as white paper. It is still very fun to play with them!
"My son, this time we can hand over all the brocade boxes we got to the referee." Qin Yang said to Zhu Minglang.
"Well, we should almost go to the Tomb of the Ninth Army." Zhu Minglang nodded.
After gaining so many brocade boxes, there should be few disciples with more resources than their own.
Next is the Tomb of the Ninth Army.
The ones that will appear near the tomb of the Ninth Army are basically the strongest of the major forces, not the chief disciple, or the young master of the clan, and they are not the same as the people who have attracted them with the beacon.
For this reason, Qin Yang also specially reminded Zhu Minglang not to use this method again at the Tomb of the Ninth Army.
After all, with the passing of time, those who are still in the organ city, even if they are not disciples of the big powers, are basically the best of the younger generation of the entire imperial capital. Among them are some self-taught talents who have been tempered outside and have adventures. Top powerhouse.
During the third looting, Qin Yang encountered an extremely difficult enemy. If Nan Lingsha were not strong, they might have overturned, after all, the opponent was getting stronger and stronger!
"Most of the people who are still in the Organ City have reached the upper main level. At the tomb of the Ninth Army, the young master needs to be cautious." Qin Yang said.
"Are there any outstanding people?" Zhu Minglang asked.
Qin Yang nodded, and said: "The chief disciple of Zi Zonglin, Huo Shangjun, this is the person who needs to be careful most."
"What's wrong with this person?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"It is said that he has Ssangyong, Ziyunlong, and Golden Sky Dragon, all of which have reached the strength of the king." Qin Yang said.
"Jun level?" Zhu Minglang asked in surprise.
The disciples of the major forces in this class are not bad. I thought that when I went down the mountain, I just broke through the monarch level cultivation base.
With such strength, it is basically a generation of disciples who have swept all major forces.
"Zi Zonglin is our strong rival for the right to sit in the land of Lichuan. If they see us, they will definitely spare no effort to eliminate us." Qin Yang said.
"There are strong people ahead." At this moment, Nan Lingsha whispered.
The three have arrived at the Tomb of the Ninth Army. This is an undulating graveyard. One can see towering generals standing at the foot of the mountain, and the white tombstones are denser, flooding the main mountains.
A cemetery hill is in front of him. Qi is surging, and the heavy tombstones are shaking. It is obvious that someone is fighting in front of him.
Walking to the top of the hill, looking forward, I saw three women in neon colorful clothes, they were confronting a large group of gods and ordinary people.
The group of gods and mortals obviously belong to different forces.
They didn't collude with each other, just because the three women in neon clothes and colorful clothes are really strong. If they don't cling together, they will basically be eliminated.
"Mianshan Jianzong!" Qin Yang recognized the dress of the three women at a glance.
"The one in the middle is very strong." Nan Lingsha stared at the only one among the three women who didn't make much effort.
The woman's neon clothes is a bit simpler. She has an aloof temperament and a cold expression. In the face of this group of mortals who are united in resistance, she seems to have no interest at all.
However, she still drew out her saber.
She pointed her sword at the group of gods and mortals, muttering something silently.
"Isn't that Wen Mengru from Mianshan Jianzong...Go, go!" At this moment, on the other side of the hillside, several dragon shepherds from the Dragon Training Academy said.
Seeing the three women of the Mianshan Sword Sect seemed to have seen some ghosts. The students of the Dragon Trainer Academy turned their heads and left, and never stepped forward!
The front is the Jiujun Mountain. People who are exploring in the Institution City have learned through various methods and the information left in the Institution City that the Tomb Mountain of the Nine Armies is the final competition place for this power competition.
Moreover, the fifth-level purple brocade box can only appear in the tomb of the Ninth Army!
In fact, the organ city is also undergoing tremendous changes at this time. Those different terrains are gradually disappearing, and those complicated mazes have become a straight road.
However, the Jiujun Mountain, which was originally a small tomb, is slowly rising, and many tombs are also emerging. These tombs and cemeteries are connected together to form a huge army tomb mountain. People can basically see it standing in the middle of the city at a glance.
With the passage of time, the brocade boxes scattered in the organ city have been put away. Only on the tomb of the Ninth Army, some brocade boxes are placed randomly like stones on the ground.
Either quit directly or step into the Tomb of the Ninth Army. Some disciples who fished in troubled waters have basically been eliminated. Those who will go to the Tomb of the Ninth Army are all elites from major forces, and some grassroots but extraordinary strength Really strong!
"Huh!!!"
Like a crane, standing tall and independent, that female disciple of the Mianshan Sword Sect Wen Mengru suddenly took out the sword, the sword was like a sunset light line leaning from the window, hitting a top master On the mortal!
That was a monk with an iron whip. He was so powerful. Many people on the fascinated wall had witnessed this monk defeating many famous disciples of great powers.
But when the sword was pointed, the iron whip monk was unable to arrive. He saw the iron whip in his hand falling to the ground, and the powerful monk spewed a mouthful of blood and was forced to slip back. Crashed into one of the colossus of generals!
The colossus of the general shook for a while, and the iron whip monk trembled violently. The bones and joints on his body were basically dislocated because of the huge power of this sword. No matter how hard he braced, he couldn't stand up straight in the end. body.
Finally, this top-ranked monk fell to his knees, and the blood he vomited formed a sharp contrast with his pale face.
He lifted his head hard and looked at the woman of Mianshan Sword Sect, with shock on his face!
"Jun-level swordsman!" He spit out these words with difficulty.
It was not just this monk who was shocked. The elders and hall masters of the major forces on the tower also opened their eyes wide, and their gazes involuntarily focused on a sword aunt.
The woman, wearing a sarong, seemed unwilling to be seen by others.
She didn't say a word, just staring at the battlefield of the Ninth Army Tomb in the Institution City, and she didn't care about the astonishing glances cast by the major forces in the imperial capital!
"Jun-level, Wen Mengru of Mianshan Jianzong is indeed a shocking goddess. I am afraid that no one except Huo Shangjun in this organ city can resist her sword, right?" The elder of the Canglong Temple said solemnly.
"Elder~IndoMTL.com~ Why have you forgotten my elder brother, my elder brother is not weak!" Fu Zhenzhen said with some dissatisfaction.
"Fu Xumei might be inferior. His dragon is only a quasi-monarch level. Compared with this Wen Mengru, it may be a little worse than the precipitation." said the elder of the Canglong Palace.
"These veteran forces, one by one, are places to cultivate monsters. I thought that when my brother's dragon was promoted to the rank of monarch, he would be able to sweep everything in this competition. Where did my brother go? Why didn't he see He?" Fu Jinzhen looked around.
Fu Xumei.
The strongest disciple of Canglong Temple!
At this moment, he also walked along the hillside towards the tomb of the Ninth Army, just in time to see Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha, and Qin Yang standing on the hillside.
"Wish Minglang?" Fu Xumei recognized Zhu Minglang at a glance.
Zhu Minglang turned his head and saw a familiar face, he couldn't help but smiled: "It's you...I don't remember what your name is."
Fu Xu's brow and face went dark.