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Four hundred and fiftieth IX Heavenly Demonic Blood Dafa(2/2)

"Quickly open the door to me! If you delay my important matters, you will all die!" Jiang Wuzhi's eyes were scarlet and he said sternly at the disciples of the Nangong family.

Jiang Wuzhi saw that Ye Tian seemed to be unable to match his strength, and he probably didn't have much spiritual power left. He smiled on his face with a ferocious face, which was indescribable. However, he never thought that the gate of the Qiankun Pagoda happened to be opened, and Ye Tian even took advantage of the opportunity to enter the Qiankun Pagoda directly.

"You are a disciple of Tai Chi Sect? Nangong Qiming, the elder of the Nangong family, is here in the south. How dare you ask for your name of Gao surname?" Nangong Qiming covered up the dissatisfaction on his face and greeted Jiang Wuzhi with neither humility nor arrogantness.

Nangong Qiming is also considered an old master in the Nangong family, and he is a master. He knows very well that the Tai Chi Sect sect in front of him has a good cultivation level and has also practiced some kind of magic skills. His cultivation level at this time is likely to have reached the level of the Nascent Soul.

"I don't care who you are! Open the tower gate quickly, otherwise I will kill all of you Nangong scattered pieces!" Jiang Wuzhi stared at the tower gate with a blazing fire and said coldly.

The Nangong disciples suddenly looked dark. This person was so arrogant. It was such a big tone to say such things to the Nangong family.

"Where did you come from? You dare to be so arrogant and unrestrained. With your Tai Chi Sect, you can't help but carry shoes to my Nangong family." A disciple next to Nangong Qiming stepped forward and pointed at Jiang Wuzhi and scolded him angrily.

However, as soon as the disciple finished speaking, Jiang Wuzhi's figure had already flew over, and the disciple was instantly torn to pieces.

The cold sweat from Nangong Qiming's forehead was dripping, and he could see the old man's strength clearly.

The magic skills this person practiced helped his cultivation soar. Although he had not reached the Nascent Soul stage, he had reached the peak of the Killing Pill. Only masters with Nascent Soul stage cultivation could defeat him. Otherwise, even if everyone present joined forces and fought hard, he might not be able to beat this person.

At present, all the disciples were panicked by the man's attack just now. Nangong Qiming's eyes turned and his plan immediately surged into his mind. The Tai Chi Sect's people had a strong cultivation level. Why don't you cooperate with him now and use this person to approach the state of the Nascent Soul Stage to activate the talisman again to open them.

"Please be careful not to be impatient. The person you were chasing just now is your enemy? This tower gate is not something I can open if I want to. Although I have a way to open this tower gate, I need to use the power of a fellow Taoist. If a fellow Taoist is willing to listen, I will tell you in detail to the fellow Taoist." Nangong Qiming bowed, fearing that if he accidentally angered the other party.

As for the dead disciple of the Nangong family, no one has ever cared about it at this moment.

"Don't ask for Moji, please tell me quickly if you have something to say!" Jiang Wuzhi immediately showed an impatient look. The duration of this magic skill was limited. His patience seemed to have been used up when he was chasing Ye Tian. He glared at him and did not have much affection for Nangong Qiming with two scars on his face.

"I have a talisman from the Nascent Soul stage in my hand. You only need to inject spiritual power into it and then stick it on this tower gate. This tower gate will naturally be exploded! At that time, you can enter the hands and kill the enemy. Wouldn't it be great?"

"Okay, if you dare to lie to me, I will tear you into pieces!" Jiang Wuzhi's face was gloomy at all, and he did not take the lives of these Nangong disciples seriously. In addition, there was still a lot of blood on his face, and he looked very ferocious. Everyone lowered their heads wherever his eyes reached, and did not dare to look at him at all.
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