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They all knew that the Supreme Elder had not had much time left! And they also knew that this time, the Supreme Elder had the will to die!

At this moment, Mei Lan changed her face and said coldly:

"Everyone in my sect obeys the order, and the sect protection formation is about to be broken."

After a while, the voice of the sect leader Mei Lan rang again.

"Meilan from Fireworks Pavilion is here to await the arrival of fellow Taoists! I wonder why fellow Taoists suddenly killed my outer disciples with low cultivation in the Fireworks Pavilion."

As Mei Lan's words rang out, dozens of sounds of breaking through the air suddenly rang out over the originally silent fireworks pavilion.

"It turns out that he is the Supreme Elder of Fireworks Pavilion. I was originally joking about my disciples below, but he was really the old lady Huang Luoling. Since Fellow Daoist Huang has already left the customs, why didn't I tell the story of Lingxiao Pavilion? Could it be that I looked down on my Lingxiao Pavilion?"

A long laugh sounded slowly from afar. The sound did not seem to be very loud, but it spread throughout every corner of the Fireworks Pavilion.

"The Tao is different and they don't make any plans. Old Lady Huang and Fellow Daoist have no topics to talk to!"

Huang Luoling, the elder of the Fireworks Pavilion, snorted coldly.

As soon as the words of the Great Elder Huang Luoling fell, dozens of figures had fallen beside the mountain protection formation, and the real battle was finally about to begin!

As the sect leader Mei Lan said, this time the people came were masters. When the two sects saw Mei Lan, they showed cold eyes. Mei Lan also smiled coldly, and one of the two sects was disdainful!

The people who came this wave were all two sects summoned by the Daluo Immortal Sect. However, these two sects had the strength to completely destroy the Fireworks Pavilion, but if they were forced to fight, they would not escape without any loss.

A person in front of him was tall and wide, and his whole body was filled with a cold air. The faintly exposed aura was inseparable from the elder Huang Luoling, the fireworks pavilion.

This person seems to be only about forty years, but everyone knows that this person is the leader of the Lingxiao Pavilion of the sixth-grade sect, Mo Yun, a master who has been famous for thousands of years!

Although the words of the Great Elder Huang Luoling are full of gunpowder, the leader of Lingxiao Pavilion Mo Yun was not concerned at all. He smiled and said,

"Fellow Daoist Huang has not appeared for many years. No matter what, I, a junior, should come to pay my respects. Unfortunately, the path of the Taoist Huang is strange. I just learned from my disciple that he had left the seclusion. Fellow Daoist Huang must be blamed.

I’m not very good at giving courtesy!”

As soon as these words were said, Mei Lan was immediately shocked. The leader of Lingxiao Pavilion, Mo Yun, was so thick-skinned that she really looked at him with admiration. Generally speaking, if such a person has strong strength, it would be extremely difficult to mess with.

It is precisely this kind of people.

With a sneer, Meilan suddenly spoke

"Oh, when did the owner of Lingxiao Pavilion become a member of the Daluo Immortal Sect? As far as I know, the leader of Lingxiao Pavilion has always been you Mo Yun. Could it be that something happened to your Lingxiao Pavilion in the past two days? This is too sudden!"

Mei Lan's words were extremely sarcastic and mean, and the words he said in front of many people were obviously trying to see Mo Yun's ugly words.

Sure enough, the faint smile of the Lingxiao Pavilion leader Mo Yun suddenly froze on the corner of his mouth. When he saw that it was Mei Lan who was speaking clearly, his murderous intent appeared in his eyes and he snorted coldly.

"You are Mei Lan, the leader of the Fireworks Pavilion? You really don't know the world is high. Although you are the leader of the Fireworks Pavilion, you, a junior, have the right to speak!"

As soon as the sound fell, a fierce fist wind was emitted with a punch with his right hand, and it directly hit Meilan. The fierce fist gas in the air actually pressed the air with a "cracking" sound, and a burning smell spread in the air.

The wind passes by sand and stones.

With such power as a punch, Meilan's first thought was that she was invincible. When she was flying away, she suddenly saw the silent expression of the elder, and the body that was originally dodging stopped.

Just as the wind was about to hit Mei Lan, the fighting spirit suddenly surged in the eyes of the great elder Huang Luoling, who had been silent.

With both hands wide open, ten spiritual energy suddenly burst out from between the ten fingers, and in an instant, the attack of others was extinguished into the spiritual energy emitted by Mo Yun.

I saw the spiritual energy emitted by ten fingers burst out one after another. Each time, the spiritual energy traveled one minute slower and became smaller and smaller. After the ninth sound was released, the spiritual energy stopped moving forward completely and dissipated in the air.

But the last qi suddenly attacked Mo Yun like lightning.

Seeing that the Qi was about to attack, Mo Yun did not dare to hold it at all. He waved another fist with his left hand to break the attack into the air, and then he laughed.

"The Great Elder is indeed well-known. He can actually resolve my offensive so easily. He is truly worthy of being a master!"

At this moment, anyone with a discerning eye can tell the difference from the two of them just now. Although both of them were just temptations and did not use their true strength.

But just looking at the great elder's every move, he still had the strength to fight back. With this blow, the two of them were immediately judged.

What Mo Yun said raised the identity of the great elder Huang Luoling just to allow himself to find a way out.

Mei Lan was about to say a few ridicule when a sound of urging the air suddenly rang in her ears. When she saw Mo Yun's proud and divine se, Mei Lan immediately knew that the person coming was definitely a super master of the Daluo Immortal Sect.

Sure enough, after a moment, "brush"

A figure fell into the gate of the Fireworks Pavilion. After a sudden look, a handsome man who looked about thirty years old stood there silently looking at the scenery, as if the conflict here had nothing to do with him.

After a closer look, Mei Lan and the Great Elder were shocked again. The man had a very high cultivation level and felt vaguely unable to see through. The Great Elder Huang Luoling was a little better, at least he could see that this person was

Sanxian. The existence like a pyramid in the Wuji Continent.

The great elder Huang Luoling and Mei Lan and others looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Unexpectedly, the Daluo Immortal Sect really looked down on its own fireworks pavilion, and actually dispatched the sect's sanctified immortal elders. It seemed that this time I could not let it go.

Since that's the case, the sect leader Mei Lansuoxing let go of everything. He gave the Great Elder Huang Luoling a glance. Mei Lan lifted Yin Yang's double swords backwards and stared at the people in front of him coldly.

She thought secretly in her heart that among these sects, it seemed that except for the Daluo Immortal Sect, she was as powerful as each sect. I wonder if the man from the Daluo Immortal Sect would take action if he fought.

If the weapon refining sect and Lingxiao Pavilion sect only fight alone, then some of the low-level disciples in the sect can escape. I am afraid that they will have malicious intentions against the beautiful female disciples in the sect.

And the people of Lingxiao Pavilion, including the sect leader Mo Yun, did not consider this sect the least in Mei Lan's eyes. The only thing that was a little worried was the unknown man from Daluo Immortal Sect. As long as the man takes action, the Fireworks Pavilion will make unimaginable efforts.

cost.

Looking coldly at Mei Lan, the sect leader of the silent Fireworks Pavilion, Mo Yun and Chen Zhinan, the sect leader of the Weapon Refining Sect, seemed to have realized the urgency of time. Maybe the girls in the Fireworks Pavilion have any unknown trump cards?

Or reinforcements?

It is just right to take them down and enjoy them. I heard that all the female disciples in the Fireworks Pavilion are as beautiful as flowers, and they are all the best practice furnaces and cauldrons.

Mo Yun glanced at the man from the Daluo Immortal Sect who was not far away and was looking at the scenery.

In a deep voice, he said to Mei Lan and other members of the fireworks pavilion.

"At this moment, where is Zi Luo, the young master of the noble sect? Let her come out to see me quickly. This woman is the body of an immortal spirit. She is a good match with Jiumohong, the young master of the Daluo Immortal Sect. This is my wait

The most important thing in Wuji Continent. As long as Zi Luo tells us to go, what if today’s things are done like this?"

A chuckle, Meilandao

"Sect Master Mo is telling a joke. Zi Luo has already found a dual-cultivation partner to go down the mountain. Sect Master Mo is afraid he will never see her again."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yun looked surprised and confused.

"When did this happen? Why didn't I see Zi Luo walking out of the mountain gate? It's unreasonable to have feelings and reason!"

Snorted coldly and said

"You are all the noble people in Lingxiao Pavilion, so how dare you do your big fight? Hehe, let's talk about it, what do I want to do in the Fireworks Pavilion? Do you have to agree with yours?"

"I dare not, but you have offended Daluo Immortal Sect and are always very unfair to me. I'm just here to seek justice."

Before the sect leader Mei Lan could speak, the elder behind him suddenly said coldly

"It's ridiculous. Who would be betrothed to me by my Fireworks Pavilion? What should I do with you?"

Mo Yun snorted coldly

"Okay! OK! OK! A few people do this, then everything will be easy. If you hand over Ziluo in the Fireworks Pavilion now, I will make the decision and not make things difficult for you Fireworks Pavilion, otherwise..."
Chapter completed!