Chapter 115

When they went in to find Duan Rin, a more violent attack came.

The whole Wuling Mountain trembled, and Xue Jiaojiao stabilized her shaking figure.

At the same time, a gentle spiritual power enveloped Wuling Mountain, Lu Wuya suddenly raised his head, and Han Zhao opposite him changed his expression drastically, and quickly led people away.

It was Chu Changsheng who made the move.

Tao Yan's face was full of emotion, all the monks stopped, and the immortal killer started to run away.

In mid-air, a hand slowly pressed down, and the monks who hadn't escaped from Wuling Mountain in the future were firmly pressed down.

"Chu Changsheng."

A voice came from a distance.

"It seems that your old wounds haven't healed yet."

"It's Demon Lord." Xie Congnan said.

After the voice said these two words, it disappeared.

Lu Wuya finally understood what Han Zhao was here for. They, the immortal killers, came to test Chu Changsheng's strength to force Chu Changsheng to take action.

"It's really hateful!" Lu Wuya cursed, but he was helpless, he had already been fooled by others.

The other heads also sighed, the barrier on Wuling Mountain was re-established, and there was no more voice from Chu Changsheng.

However, the news about Chu Changsheng's old wounds that had not healed spread all of a sudden.

Lu Wuya wanted to stop it, but it was difficult for everyone to agree.

He told Yun Lan about this, and Yun Lan hurried back to Mount Wuling after dealing with Si Hai's affairs.

It will take some time for Wuling Mountain to resume the Fairy Gate Grand Competition, so all the monks will continue to live here for the time being.

"Has Han Zhao brought someone here? The Demon Lord is also here?"

Lu Wuya nodded wearily.

Yun Lan frowned and sighed silently.

"Yun Lan, what happened to the fact that the sage Chu had an old wound?"

Yun Lan said helplessly: "It's just the wound left by the Demon Lord more than 500 years ago, but that Demon Lord is not much better."

"I see." Lu Wuya said while observing the reactions of the others.

Unfortunately, what he wanted to see did not appear.

On the other side, Xue Jiaojiao found Duan Rin after the Immortal Killer left.

"Where did you hide?" Xue Jiaojiao asked him.

Duan Lin was stunned, then lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, Sister Xue, I won't run around again next time."

Xue Jiaojiao didn't want to blame him, but was a little worried. Seeing his cautious appearance, she didn't want to say anything harsh.

"Okay, okay, I didn't want to talk about you, but this time you are a blind cat and a dead mouse. The group of immortal killers went to the place where the disciples of the Qi refining period lived. Fortunately, you are not there."

"Is that so?" Duan Lin sniffed.

"Yeah, you're lucky."

Shan Ying came over and glanced at Duan Lin.

"You kid, let me and your sister Xue find it easy, we thought you were captured by the immortal killer."

Duan Lin touched the back of his head and smiled apologetically.

"I won't run around again next time."

Shan Ying shook her head helplessly.

"This group of immortal killers really come and go quickly. Now the rumors about Chu Shengren's injury are going crazy."

Xue Jiaojiao also heard what Mozun said at that time, and he said it on purpose.

Now there are various versions outside, and the more they are said, the more serious it is, causing quite a panic.

After Yun Lan came back, she also went to see Chu Changsheng, but Chu Changsheng still didn't see him behind closed doors.

That shot was like a hallucination, and Wuling Mountain returned to calm.

After resting for seven days, the Xianmen Grand Competition went on normally.

(End of this chapter)

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