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Chapter 1149 Seven Deaths and Three Lives

“What to choose?”

"Kang Jinlong?"

"Since my natal star is Tianji Star and Jumen Star, do you want to be the Nandou or Beidou Star Lord?"

"The six stars of Nandou! The first Tianfu Palace is the Siming Star Lord. The second day is the Xiang Palace is the Silu Star Lord. The third day is the Liang Palace is the Yanshou Star Lord. The fourth day is the same palace, which is the Yisun Star Lord. The fifth day is the Shuhu Palace is the Duwei Star Lord. The sixth day is the Supreme Star Lord, which is the Six Si Star Lord."

"The star of Tianji is in the Nandou, the star of Jumen is in the Beidou, the main Nandou is born, and the main Beidou is dead, and it is a bit divided!"

"Forget it, Mama Lai Lai, so troublesome, just be the star Lord of the Shengxing! Jumen Star is an imported product after all, and you can only succeed by focusing on the whole way."

"The heavenly star turns into qi and becomes good. This is not kindness, but good at being good at it! Learn everything quickly, learn everything well."

"Hehe, no wonder I know everything and learn things very quickly."

Once the mind is complete, the star power will immediately magnify, and it seems that a road to heaven will appear ahead.

Chen Xinghe was surprised to find that there was a light wheel behind his head, and he looked very beautiful.

After this ring of light wheel appeared, memories of what I learned and the body-taking were coming one after another, connecting them with each other, bursting out countless sparks of inspiration.

Many places that I had already realized had suddenly appeared in new directions, and many places that I had not figured out suddenly became clear.

"Oh! It turns out that I'm still so far away. This time I took the position of Star Lord by chance, but it allowed me to avoid detours for thousands of years. Fortunately."

Chen Xinghe was happy in his heart, and the Tianji Star and Jumen Star in his mind were mysterious. It was like building two temples. Although they were far away and hazy, they gave people a sense of sacredness.

"Master, where are we going now?" Everyone was a little scared at the constant flood of demons outside the sword formation.

"Be careful, the enemy will not give up." Chen Xinghe led everyone to move with all their might. After fifty breaths, he finally saw a figure.

“We are safe.”

"Look, those monks have resisted together and have initially established a defensive zone."

"Don't get close, they're hostile!"

Everyone instantly realized that these cultivators were imprisoned by Qingtian Sect to resist the monsters. It would be strange if they could have a good mood! They all wanted to catch the disciples of Qingtian Sect and ate them hard.

There is endless hatred!

If more than 1,800 monks gathered together, those wolves and tigers would have rushed up and cut them hard.

Someone on the other side couldn't help but roar: "You still have the face to come back? Qingtian Sect, don't you feel guilty about your conscience? It's really a good plan to imprison us in to resist the devil disaster! Look at how many cultivators died, my junior sister... junior sister!"

Obviously, this is his fellow disciple who died, and his anger was in his heart and all burst out at this moment.

Chen Xinghe sneered, "Man is dead for money and birds are dead for food." Since he is coming for the treasure, he must be prepared to take risks.

As a monk, he is still complaining and illusioning until his Nascent Soul Stage. He can only say that his life is too smooth and he rarely accepts beatings.

The world of cultivation is already intrigue. Is Qingtian Sect’s operation excessive?

At least the birth of Huantian Pavilion is much better than the sects that cheated you out of your underwear and asked you to help count money.

Yes, he is much stronger, that's how Chen Xinghe thinks.

In his opinion, no matter how strong or weak you are, you must always be mentally prepared to fall into difficulties at any time to face life and death, so as to remind yourself that you will not be caught off guard no matter what situation you encounter.

As for those monks who want to fall from the sky, they hit them with a squeak, and they have to pile up one after another, they can only give them four words, and they deserve it.

Chen Xinghe knew that the old demons of Wanmo Sect would be killed at any time, and those old demons who really had powerful methods had not taken action yet. I wonder if there were cultivators of the same level of the Qingtian Sect to fight against them.

The situation will only become more and more dangerous, unless the entrance is opened and you will leave this ghost place immediately.

"Let's go!" The sword formation moved towards crowded places.

In the sword formation, everyone was shocked. Just passing by like this? Will it arouse public anger? After all, what the sect did this time is indeed unauthoritative.

Chen Xinghe whispered loudly: "You let go of the way. We are tired and need a rest!"

"Say it again, the roadblocker will bear the consequences."

The words swept forward, and the Nascent Soul monks knew that they were unable to compete with the level, so they did not dare to jump out and be presumptuous.

Their not daring does not mean that they dare not.

Because monks gathered together to fight against monsters, they had already divided the groups and camps.

Hundreds of monks in the God Transformation Stage floated into the air with a large number of figures, and scolded him from a high place: "Qingtian Sect, are you still putting on the airs of a wealthy sect at this time? I'm so shameless, despicable, trash, you are just a bunch of trash with extremely black hearts and black hearts."

Chen Xinghe didn't even look at these monks, and he continued to break forward by controlling the sword formation, trying every means to drill into the safe area.

Not only are these hundreds of cultivators in the God Transformation Stage disliked the Qingtian Sword Formation, but many forces also did not like the cultivators of the Qingtian Sect.

A team of people flew from the north, seeing that the costumes should come from the same sect, they started to swear wildly: "The surname Chen, you actually have the courage to come and act as a blessing. This belongs to us and is a safe area we have worked hard to open up. You are not qualified to come in and rest! Get out and get out of here and get away from me. I feel unhappy when I look at you at first."

Chen Xinghe, as if he couldn't hear these words, took his men and horses straight forward.

This immediately caused public anger, and many monks surrounded the sword formation three layers inside and three layers inside and three layers outside.

Suddenly, the bell sound turned into morning glory and fell from the sky. A silver-haired monk walked over with a layer of light mist. He said sternly: "Do you know how many monks died? No, you don't know that in your sect, there are only the world trends and only chess and boards in your eyes. How could you care about the life and death of us monks? Tell you, seven deaths and three lives! This is the evil committed by Qingtian Sect! So many people died, and seven of them died in ten people. Apart from opening the so-called Fantasy Heaven Pavilion, you still don't even say apologies. Such behavior is simply outrageous."

Chen Xinghe whispered loudly: "Leave immediately, it is very dangerous within five miles of the sword formation. You should not step beyond the line."

"Hahaha!" The silver-haired monk laughed wildly: "You are afraid, aren't you very capable? Who would think that when facing the majority with a minority, he would be so weak."

Hearing what he said, the crowd was immediately excited and shouted: "Attack up and let them know how powerful we are."

"I don't believe that Qingtian Sect can cover the sky with just one hand."

OK! It’s fine if one or two are excited, but whoever wants excitement can be contagious. I don’t know who will take action first. Several inferior fake talisman treasures exploded. After a few strands of sky fire appeared, hundreds of monks took action at the same time.

Chen Xinghe raised his hand and called out a flying sword, and saw a Tai Chi flywheel generated on the flying sword, but the generation speed was too slow, which was 108,000 miles away from the heavenly tribulation.
Chapter completed!
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