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Three hundred and fifty chapters sit and talk about the road

Xu Yi did not dare to delay and still formed a formation with the four elder demons and the three dragon guests.

Hong Jiantong dispatched the large formation and followed him later.

Sure enough, it was much harder to return than to come in.

He even collided with a demon clan legion.

No one has the heart to fight at this stall.

After the collision, the shield of the Seven Stars Fighting Formation became much thinner again, but fortunately, there was no loss of personnel.

Xu Yi continued to lead the team forward and took half an hour.

They finally rushed out of the dense sea of ​​people and demons.

Xu Yi knew very well that it was not easy to fight this time, but if you want to enter again, it would be difficult to reach the immortal with your existing strength.

It seems that I hope it is still with the Holy Clan!

Xu Yi and others accelerated their speed and rushed towards the coordinates they had obtained earlier.

One hour later, they arrived at their destination, a large suspended island.

The island extends from both wide and wide black metal long plates.

There are numerous people standing on each long board.

If you look closely, there are those from the Taiqing Sect and those from the Imperial Martial Palace...

The people from the Eight Great Immortal Sects gathered here.

In addition, there are two other companies, one Xu Yi doesn't know, and one family, Xu Yi saw the old acquaintance Yuan Tiansi in it.

Obviously, these two families are mostly from the two remaining hidden families.

Xu Yi's eyes stopped among the crowd of Taiqing Sects, and he was searching for Yin Qiu's figure.

Those who deserve his concern have gathered around him, except Yin Qiu.

Unfortunately, he did not discover Yin Qiu in the camp of the Taiqing Shangsect.

Xu Yi and others were examining others, and others were also examining them, with deep surprise in their eyes.

Indeed, compared with each family, the people coming to Donghua Immortal Sect are really spectacular.

Soon, a figure appeared on the island and clasped his fists from afar and said, "All the big guys who are discussing inside have heard that Donghua can maintain such a lineup in such a drastic change, which surprised everyone. Elder Wang's reputation is not a blessing."

The person who came was none other than the ninth elder who had been covered in dust at the Donghua Immortal Gate.

Afterwards, the great elders came to the holy clan and personally negotiated. They invited the elders from the Yuwu Palace and Ziji Pavilion as middle-aged people. After paying a certain price, they took the Ninth Elder and others back.

Donghua Immortal Sect keeps the Ninth Elders and their gangs of people not to kill them, which is the purpose, one is for face and the other is for peace. Since both goals have been achieved, it is naturally meaningless to detain the Ninth Elders and their people.

At this moment, when I saw a group of people from the Donghua Immortal Sect again, the Ninth Elder had never been able to hide his face at all, and I just looked at this face, and countless people were secretly grinning.

Xu Yi had no time to pay attention to him, "Where is the meeting place? Let's go now. Elder Nine will not want to wait here to talk about the old days of the hour with me."

Elder Ninth laughed, "Time is so tight. If possible, I really want to be close to Brother Wang. Another time, please let Brother Wang know that the land above is too tight. Each sect can only bring more than ten people to the island, and the rest can only build a floating bridge for you fellow Taoists to take a break for a while."

"Then Elder Lao Jiu is going to be faster, and some disciples may not be able to hold on."

As soon as Xu Yi said this, many disciples shouted in their hearts that "The Great Elder is as bright as the sky." They were really exhausted.

After only half a day entering the Purple Realm, the fanaticism in the hearts of countless Donghua disciples had faded. Faced with the apocalyptic atmosphere of the entire Purple Realm, I don’t know how many people have experienced fear and despair after life.

I thought to myself that if there were no great elders, I would have turned into ashes and others, so how could I have reached this point?

The Ninth Elder waved his hand quickly and built more than ten floating bridges in the southeast direction. The disciples of Donghua stepped on them in a hurry without any hesitation.

Replenish elixirs and replenish elixirs and replenish hydration.

Xu Yi led the Four Demons, Three Dragon Guests, Yan Zi, and Second Primary School to the island. He also invited Hong Jiantong, who said he wanted to fight the formation here.

Hong Jiantong's mentality was already very peaceful. He knew that he was unable to deal with the sudden changes in the world and the catastrophe in the end of his life.

He also knew that Elder Wang had lofty ambitions. If he had really hope to recreate Donghua, Elder Wang would definitely not take the position of a master in his eyes.

What he had to do was to help Elder Wang do a good job of guarding the home and protecting the hospital, and to avoid any worries, and he would be blessed.

Xu Yi and his party set foot onto the island, led by the Ninth Elder, and headed straight to the hall directly in front of them.

When you enter the hall, you can see rows of chairs, about two hundred.

The chairs are arranged in a very orderly manner, divided into thirteen rows, one of which is empty, obviously left for the Donghua Immortal Gate.

The other twelve columns were all seated. After careful look, the Holy Clan occupied three columns.

There were also chairs on the high platform facing the main hall, totaling eleven.

All ten chairs were full of people, and there was only one empty, which was obviously a quota for Donghua Immortal Sect.

As soon as Xu Yi and his party entered the venue, they attracted the attention of the audience, and 99% of their eyes fell on Xu Yi.

Speaking of which, his current name is amazing, but he has never participated in the internal exchange activities of the Eight Great Immortal Sects.

In the past, when he was called Wang Meihua, he had already shaken the eight immortal sects.

Now, he no longer needs to call it "Plum Blossom", but the three words "Wang Qianqiu", which are enough to shake the world.

Xu Yi's eyes also glanced at the audience. He first found Yin Qiu and Qin Qing's figures in the Taiqing Shangshe, and then saw Xiong Beiming and the Three Saints Sons one after another.

"Wang Qianqiu, whose original name is Xu Yi, came from Huaixi Prefecture, Jiannan Road, the northern Holy Court, and later sneaked into the Donghua Immortal Gate. In just thirty years, he became a miscellaneous official and entered several powerful people in the world, which shocked the world. Such talent is not something that can be admired."

A noble middle-aged man with golden eyes and purple beards on the high platform said loudly, and welcomed Xu Yi.

Judging from his appearance, it is exactly the same as the rumors. Xu Yi didn't know that this was Kong Ming, the holy master who dominated the world for eighty years.

His resume is no longer a big secret now, especially in the eyes of the holy clan, which is full of ears and ears, and it is even less important. If he spends some effort, he can naturally connect with cause and effect and trace the origin.

He couldn't understand why Kong Ming made this happen.

He strided onto the high platform, and Kong Ming smiled and said, "Speaking of this, Fellow Dao Wang was an official in my holy court in the past, and he had a passion for incense with my holy clan. However, my holy clan was self-congratulated and could not accept the talents of the world and use them. He made the wise man in the wild and finally returned to Donghua. This is a great regret."
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