Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

"when--"

A loud sound similar to a bell spread throughout the secret realm, and spiritual energy from all directions gathered in one direction.

At this moment, everyone, whether they were fighting or looking for treasure, stopped one after another, gathered their spiritual energy on their feet, and tried their best to fly towards the place where the spiritual energy gathered...

The Quenching Spring is located in the center of the Fairyland Secret Realm, surrounded by mountains on three sides. The spring is as clear and transparent as a silver mirror. But with the infusion of spiritual energy, the calm water surface surged like boiling water.

The clear spring water gradually turns into a light green color. When the spring water turns from green to rich and bright gold, the Spirit Quenching Spring will be completely formed.

Everyone looked at the ten springs with burning eyes. If you can occupy a spring, you will be completely transformed and take a step further. Perhaps they will not be inferior in front of those proud people...

Suddenly, a gloomy and cold voice rang in everyone's ears. Xie Binghe put his hands behind his back and glanced at everyone contemptuously, "Of these ten springs, I, the Imperial Puppet Sect, occupy one."

In just a few words, a spring has been carved up. Everyone was shocked and angry, but they were frightened by Yu Puppet Sect's usual behavior and did not dare to refute.

A young man wearing a black robe and carrying a big sword smiled slightly and stood up: "In that case, I, the Rakshasa Sect, will also occupy a spring."

Chaguxue smiled charmingly, holding her hair with her jade-like fingers and gently sweeping across everyone's faces, "Then I, the Hehuan Palace, am qualified to stand in a spring, right?"

"My Helian family..."

"Alchemy Sect..."

"Jiange..."

In a few words, the seven major forces had already occupied seven springs. After achieving their goal, they closed their eyes tightly, sat cross-legged on the ground, and absorbed the breath of the spirit-quenching spring to temper their spiritual power.

When the spirit-quenching spring is accumulating, the aura leaks out, and it will also have a hint of the spirit-quenching spring's effect. The disciples of these seven sects acted like this, which clearly showed that they did not take them and others seriously!

Although many casual cultivators were angry, they did not dare to say a word and could only focus on the other three springs.

Lin Huaiyue was speechless, "These seven major forces..."

"To shut up."

Shi Rong didn't want to listen to his nonsense, "The remaining three springs are reserved by the seven major forces for small sect disciples or casual cultivators. If too many are occupied, it will inevitably arouse public outrage. If you want to win the springs, you must It depends on your strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, a big man with gloomy eyes came out of the crowd: "Luo Yunfeng, at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, I want to occupy a spring, who has any objections?"

"It's the bloodthirsty spear Luo Yunfeng... He once escaped with his life from the hands of the Avatar. He fought against three Nascent Soul monks alone, killing two of them and seriously injuring one!"

Someone whispered.

But it was obvious that Luo Yunfeng was no more intimidating than the seven major sects. After a while, a man with a handsome face jumped out and said, "Feng is not talented, so I came to ask Brother Luo for his marksmanship."

"It's the 'Quick Sword', Feng Lisu! The speed of his swordsmanship is unparalleled. He once lasted three sticks of incense under the hands of an evil cultivator in the First Transformation Stage!"

someone exclaimed.

Luo Yunfeng obviously knew Feng Lisu. His pupils shrank and his expression became much more solemn. He took out his spear and said, "Brother Feng, please."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them bumped into each other heavily.

Luo Yunfeng's marksmanship brought domineering power across the world, while Feng Lisu's swordsmanship was as elegant as the wind, unable to catch the shadow of the sword. The two men fought, causing countless flying rocks, which looked extremely spectacular.

Seeing this, someone quickly stood up and said, "I, Qi'an, want to occupy a spring -"

"I, Yang Dianfeng, want to occupy a spring -"

"I--"

Shi Rong pushed Lin Huaiyue out and said calmly: "You go too."

Caught off guard and caught in the eyes of everyone, Lin Huaiyue adjusted her clothes uncomfortably and showed a bright smile: "I, Lin Huaiyue, also want to occupy a spring."

"Who is Lin Huaiyue?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

"I know, he's another one who's dreaming stupidly. He really thought he could get a spring by standing up. I'll go up and give him some color..."

A burly man jumped out, grinned ferociously, picked up a big hammer, and smashed it at Lin Huaiyue: "Unknown person, open the box and snatch the Spirit Tempering Spring. Let Grandpa Li give you some color to see!"

Lin Huaiyue: "..."

Why is he not famous anymore?

The war broke out...

An hour passed and the three places were finally decided. They are Luo Yunfeng, Li Jiankui and... Lin Huaiyue.

It's just that Lin Huaiyue's appearance looks more miserable and downtrodden.

But it's no wonder that Lin Huaiyue is not well-known and is considered to be a pick-up guy. Many people have challenged him. In a short time, he has experienced dozens of battles. It is normal to describe him as being so depressed.

After swallowing the elixir for healing and restoring spiritual power, Lin Huaiyue recovered quickly, and his breath became smooth and strong. Such a posture can only make the unwilling people on the side give up their thoughts.

Seeing the winner selected from the three springs, the disciples of the seven sects who were closing their eyes to absorb the breath of the spirit-quenching spring opened their eyes.

Xie Binghe couldn't help but change his expression after seeing Lin Huaiyue and Shi Rong beside him. He sneered and released the bloody corpse, gritting his teeth: "How could it be you——"

Seeing this, the casual cultivators who were still reluctant to leave couldn't help but look forward to it. This monk named Lin Huaiyue offended the disciples of the seven sects, so he should be kicked out, right?

So is there hope for these people?

Lin Huaiyue was wary and made a complicated and mysterious sword move. She chuckled and said, "Your arm has actually recovered. I just don't know if it can recover after I chopped off your arm this time."

Xie Binghe was extremely angry and aroused the bloody corpse: "You——"

"stop!"

"stop!"

Two female voices came out at the same time. Cha Guxue and Xi Yuning looked at each other inexplicably and stood up.

Chaguxue said: "These two have an old relationship with me, Xie Binghe, I advise you to think twice."

Xi Yuning bowed his hands to Lin Huaiyue and said: "This person is my junior master uncle, the true successor of the [-]th generation of Jiange. Xie Binghe, offending him is like offending me, Jiange."

Xie Binghe didn't have the courage to offend two major sects at once. He glanced at Lin Huaiyue and Shi Rong bitterly, and could only take back the bloody corpse: "I'm giving you this face, and I won't be merciful next time we meet!"

On the other side, Shi Rong frowned and stared at Lin Huaiyue intently, with an angry tone: "Didn't you tell me that you have no family or sect? When did you become the true successor of the Sixty-Eighth Generation of Jiange?"

This time, his cultivation level returned to Nascent Soul, and there was Yue Xiaozhong guarding the secret realm. With such an identity as the True Successor of Jiange, it would be extremely difficult for him to take Lin Huaiyue away!

He looked smart all his life, how could he be deceived by this idiot?

"not me……"