As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

"Who knows..."

Xu Banjuan shook his head and chuckled. After a moment of silence, his eyes suddenly became deep. He looked at Chen Zhian and said slowly, "Perhaps there are evildoers lurking in the abyss where the light has never reached. You want to see more clearly..."

Chen Zhian looked directly at Xu Banjuan and sighed, "That's really boring. There's no place for evildoers to hide in a muddy pond. They're just shallow-water turtles."

"Mr. Xu, do you think Dahuang really has no chance?"

Xu Banjuan retracted his gaze, shook his head and said: “This blow of the Emperor’s Sword has completely destroyed the chance of the Great Wilderness World.

However, there are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from heaven, and one is avoided by man.

Perhaps there is always a glimmer of hope, and the whole army will not be wiped out.

At least your Virtual God Realm battlefield is relatively stable from now on.

Practicing Taoism goes against the will of heaven.

But when people reach their limit, don’t think too much and just take care of yourself…”

Wang Rishen sat aside in a daze.

I never expected that this charlatan Xu Banjuan would actually sentence Dahuang Tianxia to death.

Seeing Chen Zhian's face getting darker and darker.

It's like he's about to draw his sword and kill someone.

He suddenly jumped up and slapped Xu Banjuan on the head.

He smiled awkwardly at Chen Zhian and said, "Master, don't listen to this charlatan's nonsense. We in the Great Wilderness World will definitely win the battle and kill them without leaving a single piece of armor!"

"I hope it's as Master Apsin said!"

Chen Zhian took a deep look at Wang Rishen, and suddenly thought of a possibility. He poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, Zhian has an unwelcome request."

Wang Rishen took the teacup with both hands and held it in his palms. He looked at Xu Banjuan with pride and said, "Master, please feel free to say anything. As long as it is within my ability, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"Zhi An hopes that after entering the battlefield, Taoist priest Xianshen can protect us Qinglou monks!"

Chen Zhian bowed slowly and said, "Of course, Zhian will also do his best to protect the Xushen disciples in Qingyun Sect. I hope Taoist Master Xiashen will help me."

Wang Rishen was stunned.

Looking at Chen Zhian, who was sincerely looking and bowing slightly, her eyes suddenly turned red.

What is a pattern?

This is called pattern!

After all, the time I spent was not in vain, and the sword I picked up by the sea of blood was not given away in vain.

What kind of cultivation do I have? I have only achieved the state of returning to the truth by enduring my longevity.

They might be the weakest among those who have returned to the true state.

In the brothel, no matter whether it is Huang Xiaogou, the knife-wielding Black Cavalryman, Jiang Daoyu from Langya, or Xue Baima from White Horse Villa, any one of them can be a great master who can stand on his own.

Do they need their own shelter?

It is definitely not necessary.

The real intention of the host in doing this is, of course, to let them protect him.

He said this only out of consideration for his own pitiful dignity, and even bowed down to beg.

So tactful...

Not only that, the host will also protect his disciples of Qingyun Sect.

Isn't this the purpose of my trip?

Damn it, I didn’t lick the wrong person this time!

It is said that Prince Chenliu kills without blinking an eye and is extremely evil. In the Holy Ruins, he turned Ji Wudao, who was capable of becoming a great emperor, into a madman named Chen Wudi. He also secretly sowed discord among the imperial clans. He is not a good person.

Now it seems that it is the unruly people who are throwing dirty water on him.

Others are really nice.

Seeing Chen Zhian bowed and couldn't get up.

Wang Rishen drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

It was clearly just an ordinary tea, but he could taste the iron-blooded heroism of a gangster.

He suddenly threw the teacup to the ground, clasped his hands together, and said decisively: "Master, my cultivation level is low, and I have never practiced killing techniques in my life. I am not worthy of being a hero admired by thousands of people.

But don't worry.

As long as I, Wang Rishen, am alive, I will never let the brothers in the brothel suffer!"

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Ahshen!"

Chen Zhian also clasped his hands together, drank the tea in the cup, and threw the cup, saying, "I, Chen Zhian, do the same."

This statement came out.

The two burst into laughter.

Xu Banjuan, who was sitting nearby, had a slightly dark complexion. He looked up at the thunderclouds that suddenly appeared in the sky and sighed.

With a wave of his long sleeves, the thunderclouds dispersed instantly!

This idiot thing!

......

The eighth month since the opening of the Holy Ruins.

The third day of the hunting battlefield opening.

The battle between the Great Wilderness World and the Immortal Martial World for the Taoist ancestral temple was completely kicked off with the ringing of the Taoist bell.

at this time.

Chen Zhian was wearing a Taoist robe.

He stood outside the white line with a sword case on his back, followed by twelve Taoist disciples in the Void God Realm!

Among them are those who are ascetic and those who are worldly.

Each of them exudes a powerful aura, and all of them are Taoist geniuses.

Among them, Zhao Wuji, Li Liu and Zhao Youting are geniuses among geniuses. If nothing unexpected happens, they will definitely enter the realm of returning to the truth in a hundred years, and even have the hope of becoming saints!

Don’t think that returning to the truth and practicing is not a big deal.

In fact, there are only about ten Taoists who have reached the state of returning to the truth in the entire Taoist sect.

With Zhao Wuji's talent, it was only because of those few evildoers who suddenly appeared that his brilliance was overshadowed, making him seem a little lacking. In the past, he would have been considered a genius of the sect.

About ten feet away from Chen Zhian were the thirteen disciples of the Taoist Huaxu Realm battlefield.

Compared with the relaxed and happy disciples behind Chen Zhian.

The disciples in the Void Transformation Realm seemed somewhat nervous.

The person who reached the final stage of Huaxu Realm was Zhang Kuyan, a talented female cultivator from the worldly lineage. She had already reached the perfect stage of Huaxu Realm at the age of only 23. It was rumored that if Li Xining had not suddenly joined the Taoist sect, she would have been the last disciple of Sect Master Tianxuanzi.

Sensing Chen Zhian's gaze.

She waved her whisk and said indifferently: "Enter the battlefield!"

The words fell.

A disciple behind him stepped out of the line.

Then he plunged into the battlefield!

"Wow!"

The moment the disciple stepped onto the battlefield, he was cut into pieces of flesh and blood by the fragments of Dao.

Blood even flowed out along the white line.

The lower the battlefield level, the fewer Dao fragments there are.

Now three days have passed, and although the hunting battlefield is still full of dangers, it is no longer a life-threatening situation, and there are traces to be found. At least some clues can be seen at the entrance.

As the person who closed the match, Zhang Kuyan should have been able to see it with her level of cultivation.

But she let the disciple in.

Even after witnessing the death of her fellow disciple, she remained indifferent, and even her gaze did not change at all.

"Zhang Kuyan, what are you doing?"

Zhao Wuji looked at Zhang Kuyan with cold eyes, feeling a little angry at her indifference.

"I am exercising the authority of the closer."

Zhang Kuyan said indifferently: "If Senior Brother Zhao thinks I am guilty, he can just let Li Xining enter the Holy Ruins to snatch my final person. If she doesn't dare, please shut up, Senior Brother Zhao!"

After saying this, she didn't even look at Zhao Wuji and said coldly: "Go ahead."

Another disciple stepped into the white line behind him.

This time the disciple was luckier and entered the battlefield safely.

Immediately afterwards, eleven disciples filed in.

Zhang Kuyan walked last.

Before leaving, she looked back at Chen Zhian.

It seems a bit ironic.

Then he took a step forward and disappeared into the Zhulu Plain...