"This island..."

"Idiots should be ruthless!"

"ah?"

In less than an instant, Qin Lihu had arrived at a dark and quiet place.

Jiang Bicheng wanted to say something else, but Qin Lihu's figure disappeared in front of him, seeming to disappear with the light.

"This demon has taken on thousands of incarnations and is hidden among many kings and priests! At the invitation of a certain person, you are here just to find out the traces of this demon!"

The sword energy soaring into the sky was accompanied by great intimidation, and the ships of Wudou Sect also stopped one after another and looked at where the building ship was.

His figure didn't move, but he seemed to have thousands of different shapes.

Change is happening!

When the divine light dissipated, the Taoist in white also spoke, and his voice, neither high nor low, spread throughout the audience:

Hearing Ying's ruthless promise, all the rank masters, including Yuan Ben, gasped.

Yuan Ben sighed slightly in his heart, he was really unwilling to accept the explanation given by the temple master.

"Wuquxing, Wuquxingjun, Wuquzhenjun may seem to be a step-by-step process, but it is not as simple as other promotions..."

"It's not surprising that people like this need rest."

"The rulers of that generation have been in charge of the world for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. When the catastrophe comes, will someone else take their place?!"

"Lingtian Sword Sect?"

Jiang Bicheng wanted to say something, but he still shook his head:

"So many Wang Muzhi?!"

call!

On a high platform, there were more than ten people standing, looking down at themselves and others. The ones standing in the corner were looking at the ancient magical power!

His talent and understanding were far higher than Han Jiu's. Although he could not reach the realm of immortality, his spiritual awareness was infinitely closer.

Ketirang business brand sect becomes the 14th in the world!

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"Your Majesty has not been seen in person for ten years since he traveled between mountains and seas and brought Qi Gang, Li Baihu and others here..."

"Everyone here must know something about who Ying is. Therefore, Ying will not elaborate further!"

"This ancient magical power..."

Even though most of the people present were not all rank masters, they couldn't help but change their expressions at this moment.

The endless emergence of Wang Muzhi makes the Huahuhu incompetent dogs shocked. Countless casual cultivators and even mortals are pursuing Wang Muzhi, and there are many people who have unexpected encounters.

"I would like to tell all the disciples that during this trip, you should only watch the sea view and don't add any extraneous things."

After more than a month of this, we came to an inconspicuous island.

Han Jiu frowned.

The same thing happened in the Seven Seas and Seven Continents. The eleven forces headed by the Holy Lands summoned casual cultivators and the heads of various small and medium-sized sects to discuss the important matter of slaying demons.

Yuan Ben shook his head slightly:

After patting the letter on the case, Qin Lihu looked slightly cold:

When the divine light faded, everyone was a little surprised.

"Calculating the time, it's probably time for him to come out of isolation."

Han Jiu looked solemn, Gao Zhi gave an order, pulled up the dazed and stunned Zhu Mane, and followed Yuan Ben to step onto the divine light.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that this island was slowly manifesting and growing in a trajectory that he could not understand at this time!

"The Lingtian Sword Sect is a major sect in the Eastern Wasteland. Its sect leader comes from the Lianfa sect. He has practiced at the top of Jiuyao and is ranked thirty-two on the gold list..."

Buzz!

Han Jiu nodded.

Han Jiu took a breath and once again felt the huge oppression from the Holy Land Sect.

"Zhu Hui is traveling with us, while the other disciples are waiting here and are not allowed to enter or leave without any instructions!"

In a small town somewhere in Nanling, in an ancient house, Qin Lihu closed the letter raft in his palm, not without the cold sun:

"Eat, have you eaten?"

Zhu Xi was startled and scratched his head.

With his long breathing, the spiritual energy from the mountains surged in, like firewood, supporting the burning fire in the body.

The expressions of all the rank masters in the square changed. In front of the illusory portal, they felt a large amount of Wang Muzhi!

The divine light went back against the current. In the midst of it, Yuan Ben subconsciously raised his head and looked around, only to see dozens or hundreds of divine lights in all directions of the island, all of which seemed to be guiding the way...

"No need to say more about the reward for the Ten Thousand Immortals Illustration, you all know it yourself, but our Holy Religion has another gift..."

"Everyone, please take a seat!"

In an instant, the void shook, and thousands of divine lights seemed to burst out from below, like waterfalls and tides.

Yuan Ben's feeling was deeper, and his scalp couldn't help but feel numb at this moment.

Be ruthless!

Qin Lihu sighed slightly and changed the topic:

"suck!"

A group of casual cultivators who came in response to the saint sons of the Heavenly Principle Sect. When the leaders of the small and medium-sized sects heard this name, they immediately felt restless and even wanted to retreat.

Yuan Ben looked at it intently, and felt that the sea spirit energy was boiling and stirring in the void, and all kinds of divine lights were intertwined, turning into a huge portal that seemed to cover the sky and the sun.

"The pinnacle of human immortality!"

"We don't lack such a Wang Muzhi."

This contemporary holy son of the Tianli Sect, the Jiuyao Master who was promoted after the opening of the golden pagoda, is like a book boy at this moment, waiting on him with many senior brothers.

The moment the portal emerged, waves of terrifying and powerful aura poured down like a waterfall. The entire island and the surrounding void roared and trembled under this aura.

Ying Qingqing opened his hands, and the huge door behind him that could cover the sky slowly opened to both sides:

"You have the same lineage and have stepped up the ranks, which is better than countless rank masters."

Han Jiu walked forward quickly, looked into the distance and said after a few glances:

In the past few decades, millions of disciples of Wudou Sect have been drifting on the sea, and they have only found a dozen Jiang Bicheng.

"How long will it take for you to be away from Jiuyao?"

The past eighty or ninety years have been a dramatic one.

"What's the way to use people to avert disaster?"

Han Jiu's expression turned slightly solemn.

"In the endless sea, dragons and snakes are mixed together. You must be very careful in everything. It's just a place for kings and animals. Don't fight with it!"

He was currently in a huge white jade square, and as far as the eye could see, there were hundreds or even thousands of rank masters gathered here.

"Mr. Wang, where is Your Majesty? Do you know about this?"

"The less people know about his traces, the better. It's not that he can't be trusted. In fact, there is no shortage of Taoist and magical powers in this world that can draw souls and refine souls..."

"I know that those families were originally unwilling to share profits with others, but now they are giving huge profits. They are not as generous as before..."

He looked up and saw Ying Wuqing's empty eyes:

Qin Lihu sighed a little.

The Lingtian Sword raised its blade and looked at it carefully:

"hiss!"

"What a good Jiang Bi to kill the devil..."

"well."

But the fact is that even though that person has thousands of incarnations, he is by no means comparable to a normal level master.

"His progress is becoming more and more incredible..."

Having said this, Ying looked around ruthlessly, his eyes sweeping across all the rank masters:
Chapter completed!