"Wenting, I can understand your mood now." Qiang Ting breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes drenched, and said slowly: "Luo Xiaoman is indeed a strange man who gathers great luck. She is the only king of Shura. The matter of disciples is enough for us to pay attention!"

"Perhaps Luo Xiaoman will really surprise us in the battle of Slashing Immortals."

"Ok!"

Qiang Wenting nodded, her eyes shining with hot divine light, full of expectations for Luo Xiaoman. "Father, can we recapture everything we lost this time?"

"Of course!" In Qiang Ting's eyes, two sharp divine lights burst out, as if piercing through the void, reaching the ethereal summit in the distance. "The Great Thousand World will eventually return to the hands of our Qiang clan!"

Qiang Wenting felt the power of Qiang Ting, and couldn't help being infected, and she was very excited.

For a long time, immortals have been aloof, overlooking the human world in the immortal world.

Now, they should roll down from their high positions and be ruled by the Qiang again!

"That's right!" Suddenly, Qiang Wenting came back to his senses, and said solemnly: "The Misty Fairy Realm has noticed our change, and also noticed the importance of Luo Xiaoman, and is sending Qing Cang to attack her."

"Qing Cang, it's just a dog in the Misty Fairy Realm, don't care too much." Qiang Ting waved his sleeves and said indifferently: "You can let Wenyi continue to contain them."

"Yes!"

At the same time, the atmosphere of Qingcang Palace was very solemn.

Xuan Youlin solemnly reported the situation to the Lord Qingcang, and the white light surrounding the Lord Qingcang trembled and surged constantly.

"Luo Xiaoman is back, and repelled the four-nation coalition." The voice of the Lord Qingcang was still so clear and sweet. "Heh, it seems that she has successfully rescued her mother-in-law from the Xuanyuan clan."

"Lord Qingcang, isn't Xuanyuan an ancient clan? Why can't even a Luo Xiaoman deal with it?" Xuan Youlin frowned and said in disbelief, "What kind of evil is this Luo Xiaoman!"

"You Lin, Luo Xiaoman is not someone we can deal with right now." The Lord Qingcang sighed and said quietly: "The Supreme Immortal Venerable has already said, let us try to harass Qinhuai City, not directly with Luo Xiaoman. Collision."

Xuan Youlin's eyes cooled down, and his heart felt anguished like never before.

His younger brother died tragically at Luo Xiaoman's hands, and he was even deflated, and even the Lord of Qing Cang suffered from Luo Xiaoman's loss.

Could it be that this Luo Xiaoman really wants to do whatever he wants, but no one can cure her?

"You Lin, I know what you think." The Lord Qingcang, from between Xuan Youlin's eyebrows, read his unhappiness. "Although we can't collide with Luo Xiaoman head-on, we can deal with it in a different way."

"Lord Qingcang, you mean..."

"Soon after, it will be the Grand Competition of Ten Sects. You let the Ten Sects invite Luo Xuanzong."

Hearing this, Xuan Youlin's eyes lit up, and he understood the meaning of the Lord Qingcang. "Yes, I will do it now."

"Well, as for the Qiang clan, continue to play Tai Chi with them." The white light beside the Lord Qingcang writhed more intensely. "Let them think that we have been attacking Luo Xiaoman and distracting them."

"Yes!"

Xuan Youlin's eyes sank, and there was a wave of resentment in his heart, Luo Xiaoman, although I can't kill you by myself, some powerful guy can definitely cure you!