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Chapter five hundred and seventy-ninth minor repairs in the north

"Fellow Daoist Fang..."

The eldest son Xi and others stayed outside the northern cultivators, and their reactions were half a beat slow.

"Haha, after entering the Ten Directions Chaos Heaven Formation, that kid will definitely die..."

After a group of monks from the southern border were slightly stunned, they burst into laughter and became much more ruthless in an instant: "And you who stayed outside have the name of a little saint, now you want to see what qualifications do you have to take on this big name..."

Although they did not fight Fang Gui directly before, they also saw the scene where Fang Gui's magical powers were invincible, pressing Duanmu Shenling, Chenzhou's demon lord, and Jingzhou Wuxuezi fought. The unreasonable power really made them feel scared. Above their heads, it seemed like a mountain was pressing on. Even when they took action, the power of magical powers subconsciously weakened by 30% and they did not dare to make a rash move!

But now seeing Fang Gui rushing into the thick fog recklessly, they immediately swept away the decline.

Yuan Daoshu of Haizhou was targeted by Master Xi from the beginning, but when Fang Gui was lying on this battlefield, he was the main defensive. Now that he saw Fang Gui rushing into the thick fog, he suddenly burst into laughter. With his sleeves, magical powers crossed the void, like fireworks, blooming in the void in an instant, shocking Master Xi, who was pressing step by step, retreating step by step.

"If you talk about the twelve little saints, perhaps only the disciple of Taibai Sect can deserve the name of this little saint!"

He took the lead step by step. The magic channel technique was actually used one by one without having to make seals and use skills. Each one was extremely exquisite. It was obviously hard to work hard and deserved to be the first in the Southern Realm magic. When he used his magical powers, he could even speak: "Originally, we set up this formation to introduce you all into the formation and kill you, but now it seems that you are still looking up to you. Only when the disciples of Taibai Sect entered the formation, you are all fish to be slaughtered..."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Five divine talismans were flying around Master Xi, and the four talismans in the east, south, west and north were already dull and dull. Only the natal divine talisman was still supported. It was not that he fell into a decline so quickly, but that he was worried and had no intention of fighting.

When I was worried, I glanced at it and saw this battlefield, and my heart felt even more sank.

In the other side, Xiao Xiaozi had already fought with Meng Yuanqing, Xi Youzhou. One of the two men was surrounded by misty clouds, circling in a lively manner, and the other was causing snow to fall, and it seemed like clouds and fog. You came and went, like two butterflies playing together, which was very wonderful. After a long time of fighting, they only had a equal color. But when Fang Gui got into the thick fog, Meng Yuanqing suddenly changed his magical powers...

Her slender fingers slightly turned, and she changed her magical powers. The snow around her body suddenly became several times more, like a vast goose feather falling from the sky.

"Before the Zun Mansion entered the Northern Region, there were originally one emperor and three sects in the Northern Region, and the sun and moon were the same as the sky..."

Meng Yuanqing had a faint smile on her face, and her figure was flying. The snowflakes around her sometimes turned into swords and sometimes turned into spears and halberds. Their sharpness was uncertain and they were slashing around Xiao Xiaozi. There was a hint of contempt on her face: "My inheritance originated from the Emperor of the Valley back then, and your inheritance came from the Taoist tradition left by the Three Saints. As early as 1,500 years ago, your Taoist tradition was no longer as good as my ancestor Youdi. Now 1,500 years have passed. Do you still want to compete with the magical powers of my Youdi lineage?"

Every time I say something, the power of magical power increases by one point, and it is extremely magical and falls towards Xiao Xiaozi.

When they saw this scene, the people around them who had already understood the inheritance of these two parties had seen some clues from it.

Indeed, in the Northern Region 1,500 years ago, before the Emperor stepped on a giant turtle and took down the Northern Region with a demon sword, the first person in the Northern Region at that time was the Emperor of the Valley. There were three most powerful Taoist sects in the Northern Region, namely Snow Mountain, Yellow Spring, and Fire Cave.

These three Daotongs naturally competed with the Emperor of the Valley back then. Unfortunately, the Emperor of the Valley was powerful and suppressed all directions. However, these three Daotongs could not get any advantage. They could even join forces to barely support them. If they had developed a single strength, there was no doubt that the three Daotongs were definitely not the opponent of the Emperor of the Valley, and they were all inferior to the realm.

Of course, things are different now. The Emperor has entered the throne, and Emperor You was expelled. The former Guard territory was divided into East Youzhou and West Youzhou. The three major Daotongs were also destroyed by the Emperor at that time. Even all the true disciples were beheaded, leaving only some of the side branches and veins to continue, and it is hard to guess how many inheritances have been passed down. In short, it is absolutely impossible to compare to those back then...

After the Emperor entered the Northern Region, the Northern Region became a pattern of the Northern Region Immortal Sect fighting against the Zun Mansion.

But gradually some people forgot that a thousand five hundred years ago, the ones who fought the most were the Emperor of the Valley and the Three Daotongs.

But by chance, Xiao Xiaozi and Meng Yuanqing are the descendants of these two sides.

Now Meng Yuanqing said this, whether it was a heart-warming, feeling, or simply narrating a fact, but she did point out a fact that her inherited magical powers were indeed much stronger than Xiao Xiaozi. Now, her cultivation has long reached the high level of the Golden Elixir, and she has almost won the victory against Xiao Xiaozi, who is in the middle level of the Golden Elixir.

Not only them, but farther away, Yue Qing, the successor of the Forty-Nine Swords Xiao Jianyuan, was also fighting with the Southern Cultivator with a black coffin floating beside him. The other party made a ruthless move, and strange and gloomy sword light flew out of the coffin. Each sword was terrifying, and slashed towards Yue Qing one after another, and forced Yue Qing to resist. He seemed to be able to resist in a daze, and he became bold and sneered.

"The previous generation of the Seven Saints of the Northern Region had many people whose names were not true. Three hundred years later, only five of the Seven Saints achieved the Nascent Soul, and there were still two waste Nascent Soul realms that could not be broken through. Apart from the old man who refined the alchemy in the Danhuo Sect, your master is the most useless one. Even if he met him today, I would have slashed it with one sword, let alone you, the junior?"

The more you talk, the more crazy you become, the sword is inspiring, but what you say seems to be sharper than the sword...

The most important thing is that what he said is the truth...

The seven saints of the Northern Region are ancient monsters, Canglong in the North, Zhao Zhenhu, the leader of Taibai, the third young master of the Xi family, and the current leader of the Xi family, the Nine Songs of the Sword Immortal in the Sky, and the seven people of Yuan Chenzi, a sanren in Haizhou.

When the seven little saints of the name were famous for their success, they had not yet achieved the Nascent Soul. However, among them, the first one to transform into infants was the Canglong in the North, the second one to transform into infants was Yuan Chenzi, the third one to transform into infants was the Third Young Master of the Xi family.

The three of them turned into infants and became famous within a hundred years after becoming the name of the little saint.

But the remaining four have not been moved for a total of three hundred years.

It was not until now that the brothers of Taibai Sect suddenly broke through one after another, and if they didn't break through, they would have reached the sky as soon as they broke through. After the Taibai Sect master became an infant, he defeated the ten infants, killed the three elders of Chaoxian Sect, and passed on the magical calligraphy and became famous all over the world.

This is no longer the ordinary Nascent Soul that ordinary people know.

Countless people speculated that he was dormant for three hundred years and turned into a baby, perhaps to accumulate his current foundation.

Mu Jiuge is even more powerful. He transformed into an immortal with a sword in the Far City, and it is hard to say whether he is a Nascent Soul now...

Simply put, if it weren't for the Taibai Sect's brothers who had been dormant for three hundred years and suddenly had such a big stir, the name of the Seven Little Saints of the Northern Region would be almost forgotten. However, now, although they are no longer dormant and are famous all over the world, there are still two people in the Seven Little Saints of the Northern Region, and there have been no signs of turning into babies. First, the Danhuo Sect is old and old, and everyone no longer has hope for him.

The other one is Xiao Jianyuan, the Forty-Nine Swords...

He had the name of a genius three hundred years ago, but now three hundred years have passed...

Many people think that it makes sense that he is ranked last among the seven little saints, and he has fallen to the same age-old monster...

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In practice, people value masters. If the master is insulted, he will be furious immediately if he is insulted. But at this time, Yue Qing listened to the other party's shameful insult to his master, and seemed to have not heard it at all. The giant sword in his hand blocked it horizontally, but he just kept his own door firmly and was not attacked successfully by the other party. He let the other party say something more and more ugly, and he only had no expression on his face and did not hear it...

In the other side, Meng Tuozi was being chased by He Yuan from Nanluzhou. He was in a very embarrassing situation and he didn't fight back for most of the day.

The Haishan people were fighting against Su Yuan, the artifact sect, with sword lights everywhere. One sword took over Su Yuan's magic weapon that seemed inexhaustible and inexhaustible. However, the Haishan people's sword cultivation was indeed exquisite. One sword and one sword must point to Su Yuan's flaws. Every time Su Yuan was forced to be in a hurry, if strictly speaking, he seemed to be the only one among all people who had the upper hand at this time...

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"Are the monks in the North really going to lose now?"

"What a pity, it's all the disciples of Taibai Sect are too reckless, otherwise the cultivators in the southern border might not have the upper hand..."

"You can't say that..."

"If it were only for the disciple of Taibai Sect, wouldn't the name of the little saint of this northern monk really be inconsistent with the name?"

"But... But today's small saints in the Northern Region were not selected by their strength. They were able to win the name of small saint because they were responsible and were the first in the world. Even their cultivation level was only in the middle of the Golden Pill, and they still had a lot of potential to dig up. However, the cultivators in the Southern Region are all high-level Golden Pills. This battle was unfair from the beginning..."

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The cultivators around were already vaguely worried, and all kinds of discussions sounded.

Some people were worried, some were moved, and some were disdainful, but no matter what, they all understood the situation at this time. It was really unfavorable. People who were looking forward to the monks in the north were even angry at this time, but they could do nothing.

"When the little ghost entered the Chaos Heaven Formation, kill all these people..."

At this time, the Yuan Daoshu of Haizhou looked at the thick fog, and saw that the long-expanding thick fog still did not spread again, but it still had a faint sense of contraction. He also had some bad premonition in his heart, thinking that Duanmu Shenling had shrunk the formation in order to deal with the disciple of the Taibai Sect, and concentrated his strength to kill him. It is understandable, but why did he shrink the formation all the time?

If the formation disperses and they want to defeat their opponents, they will not waste their power, but he will be impatient when he waits like this.

Suddenly, he made a decision in his heart, shouted loudly, and blew up the light of magical powers and leaned towards his opponent.

"Haha, that's right. Rather than just taking half of the status, it's better to take them all..."

"Ignorance and fearlessness, overestimating one's own ability, fighting against the Lord's Mansion, and giving these people the name of a little saint is the disaster in the Northern Region..."

The other monks in the southern territory also understood his intention and agreed loudly, and instantly took a little light.

The monks in the North who were struggling to support them suddenly became extremely stressed and were forced to helplessly. At this time, they could only hurry to withdraw their minds and not worry about Fang Gui for the time being. Instead, they first took care of the battle in front of them. When they fought with their opponents, they had already exchanged a few glances secretly. It could be seen that everyone was already filled with a fire in their hearts and looked extremely depressed.

"Friends of Taoism, can we really only rely on fellow Taoist Fang to protect our name?"

The eldest son Xi looked solemn, and suddenly roared, gritted his teeth, and the light of the natal god talisman above his head rose sharply.

When the audience from afar saw this scene, they were all shocked: "Is this going to fight to the death?"
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