Lin Nan had already sat on the high platform and watched it for three days, but the time in the mountains and rivers had passed for half a year.

Lin Nan did notice that the thirteen monks who soared from the lower realm could only pull together so many scattered repairs by joining together the thirteen overlords who ruled in the lower realm. Feat.

But Lin Nan had no idea about the thirteen monks who soared from the lower realm.

He didn't need a thug in the first place. Nine days and ten places allowed him to run wild. Many heavens, no matter which realm or domain, can be smashed as long as he wants.

Where there is such a presence, what kind of follow-up is needed?

Had Yue Shi come up with a Taoist weapon, which would greatly help Liu Ruqing, he would not have accepted the Guanghan Temple.

Today, thirteen monks flying up from the lower realm want to break through various ideas in order to be fancy by him and be taken by him, which is completely unnecessary for Lin Nan.

The monks who soared from the lower realm were all unruly generations, and they had little sense of belonging to the sect. Lin Nan did not want to raise a group of white-eyed wolves.

He does have countless celestial treasures, as long as he wants, he can completely drop the Xuanwu star field to the lower realm, and he can completely raise the Xuanwu star field to the highest heaven.

It's just that it doesn't make much sense. He is too lazy to do it, just like he doesn't want to be innocent.

"Father, all 13 of you are pretty good. Do you want to accept them as followers?"

Linger didn't know what Lin Nan was thinking, but only felt that Lingman was not much weaker than Shangguan Ming, and it was completely a level of existence, so it felt very mouldy, so he asked Lin Nan this question.

"No, they won't be willing to be followers."

Lin Nan shook his head slightly, reached out and rubbed Linger's little head.

"But their roots and strength are pretty good."

Ling'er nodded, took out a piece of Lingguo and took a bite, and then said something to himself.

"There are a lot of monks who are not bad in root strength, but we don't need to follow."

Lin Nan said with a smile.

Ling'er nodded again, all his attention was focused on the secret territory of the mountains and rivers.

"Father, it's been half a month, and those monks who soared from the lower realm took the people and Shangguan Ming to fight."

Lin Momo reached out and patted Lin Nan. The little girl's attention had always been in the secret territory of the mountains and rivers, and she did not move away, not as restless as Ling'er.

"I know, watching." Lin Nan responded.

Many strong men on the high platform saw some dizziness, not because of the confrontation between the two armies that had never been staged in the mountains and rivers, but because of Lin Nan's attitude towards the two little girls.

Lin Nan made them feel unusual. Not only was the monk unpredictable, but he didn’t even dare to guess him, and his character was completely different from the strong one.

You know, whoever has a strong companion, which is not a bunch of heirs? But the heirs who can really be taken care of are almost nothing. After all, the most important thing is to be a self-cultivator, and even the closest relatives are not important.

I can give up everything for my loved ones, and even willing to abandon the cultivation. There are not many people in ancient times, and there are only a few monks who have no climate. After entering the golden fairyland, almost no one will destroy the Daoji for himself.

The Lin Nan they saw was different, it was totally the two little girls who became the pearls in their palms, and it was no different from those who love their children in the ordinary world. The only difference is that Lin Nan is so powerful that they will always be They can only look up, and don't dare to expect to be on an equal footing with him.

The fighting in the mountains and rivers did not last long. This was something that surprised everyone.

The thirteen monks who ascended from the lower realm also attracted a group of monks, including casual practitioners and disciples of various schools, with a total of more than 50,000, which is equal to the Shangguan Ming side half a month ago.

On the other hand, Shangguan Ming hasn't absorbed many monks in half a month. It is still just absorbing and attracting monks in the city. However, all the monks in the foreign country are killed and eliminated, so the number has only increased by more than 1,000 people.

The evenly matched two sides actually ended the battle within a few hours after the war!

After the battle, the ranks of Shinshin Darby were also ranked.

Shangguan Ming, the only one surviving in the secret realm of mountains and rivers, deserved the first place, and Shangguan Boyang took the 37th place.

The thirteen monks who ascended from the lower realm all entered the top thirty, and the rest of the thirty were all **** city monks.

Seven out of the first 10,000 are city monks, and nine out of the top 1,000 are city monks.

Without the participation of the thirteen monks who soared up from the lower realm, this time the true immortals are, no doubt, the top 50,000 were all taken over by the city monks!

This pick-up city will inevitably set off a storm on the Chinese mainland, whether it is a two-armed confrontation that has never appeared in the True Immortals, or a local monk who has almost dominated the list, or just ended the contest in three days. This was all great news, enough to make other 359 seats stunned and puzzled.

"Senior, senior, I have not only entered the top three hundred and sixty, but also among the top forty."

After being transported out of the mountain and river secret realm, Shangguan Boyang, after calming down a little bit, ran to the high platform and said to Lin Nan with excitement.

"It is clearly the top 100, and it must be said to be the top 40. I have never seen you such a brazen guy."

Linger glanced at the excited Shangguan Boyang, and said contemptuously.

"That's it, the top 50, so that's okay?"

Shangguan Boyang micro-thought ~lightnovelpub.net~ and he smiled and said to Linger that he didn't care about Linger's contempt for him.

After all, he kills people and his combat experience can be said to have been taught by Ling'er. Although he doesn't have the name of a master or apprentice, he really has the gift of preaching. He naturally won't be angry with Linger.

"Senior, those thirteen monks flying up from the lower realm want to see you!"

An immortal king realm came over and reported respectfully to Lin Nan.

This fairy king realm is very optimistic about the thirteen monks who fly up from the lower realm, but no one else wants to worship under Lin Nanmen, and he has never considered worshipping him as a teacher.

But it is also normal. The monks who soared from the lower realm, but they are not too old and decayed, or were injured when they soared. It is appropriate to enter the golden fairyland. It's just a matter of time.

The stunning existence like Yue Shi, even in the absence of any teaching, hardly entered the fairyland within less than 200,000 years after soaring to the mainland!