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Chapter 1033 Invitation(2/2)

With this spiritual vein and the formation that consolidates the sect, there is no problem in resisting ordinary saints.

If there is another saint in charge, Xingluo Taiyi can still rush to Donghuang, for example, to replace Lu Huangzong's position.

It was because of the death of a saint ancestor that the Lu Huang Sect could no longer stand and had to move out to a good location in the Eastern Wasteland. It is now close to the Xingluo Sea.

It sounds like this place is really remote.

Wu Rong took out the token and was about to use it to step in.

Unexpectedly, ripples appeared in the formation and were not recognized.

After years of iteration, the sect formation no longer recognizes the original token.

If you want to join the sect, you have to say hello, or you have to ask Tushanjun to take action.

Returning to the clan to visit relatives is not like knocking on the door and asking Master to do something.

There are not many things worthy of Master's action. Wu Rong didn't really feel that he had the Soul Banner to rely on and always asked him to come out. When encountering problems, he should solve them himself first.

Take one step forward.

The cloud chariot quickly spread the clouds under the drag of the rampant ghost.

"Such a big battle?"

"Master, you don't understand. Returning home without wealth is like walking at night in brocade clothes. I just want to come back in glory!"

Wu Rong laughed loudly, and the five small flags behind him stood like swords and halberds. The soldiers were clearing the way, the ghost generals were marching in formation, and the black mist spread for three hundred miles, covering the sky above the mountain gate.

The demon jumped out from Wu Rong's sleeves and rolled on the spot, and his figure suddenly grew to ten feet.

He stepped forward with scarlet eyes.

Just when he was about to shout, he saw a monk in white robes flying out of the mountain gate. He cupped his hands with a smile and said: "The messenger from the sect has arrived so quickly. I heard the letter from the sect and thought it would take a few days."

to arrive.”

The visitor took a closer look and looked stunned.

It seems that this is not the envoy of the Shangzong in my impression.

He couldn't help but frown and asked: "Who is the senior? Do you know where this place is? This place is Taiyi Sect, and the saint of my previous sect will be here soon!"

Wu Rong hugged his shoulders and smiled lightly: "What? You don't even recognize your own uncle?"

"Uncle?"

Li Ku carefully looked at the monk leading the crowd in front of him, and suddenly said: "Uncle Wizard!"

"You're always back."

"good."

Wu Rong nodded slightly and said with approval: "I heard that your master went to Shangzong a long time ago, and without the supervision of Junior Brother Yu, your practice has not fallen behind."

"Where, where."

Li Ku smiled naively: "My cultivation level is far behind. From far away, I thought it was a saint from Shangzong who had arrived."

"Sage of the Shangzong?"

"Yes, I heard from the sect master that the sect sent me a letter, saying that a saint will come and plan a big event, so I can take good care of it."

While Li Ku was speaking, he was also secretly surprised. The wizard uncle's cultivation is truly astonishing. After leaving the sect for so many years, he actually became a god-incarnation venerable.

Another stream of light flew from the depths of the sect.

When I looked closely, I saw it was Venerable Chonghao.

Zhonghao was also shocked and said warily: "Senior?!"

"Senior?" Li Ku looked startled when he heard this.

He knew the strength of the successor sect leader.

That is the real God-incarnation venerable.

Even in the realm of transformation into gods, he is an outstanding existence, and he actually calls the wizard uncle his senior.

Although it is not false to say that the saint of Shangzong is coming soon.

He was just being polite.

Buzz!

Another huge spirit boat tore through the domain barrier.

The eyes of the awe-inspiring saint standing on the deck are like the eternal burning sun, bursting out with scorching divine fire.

"What a coincidence."

As soon as Li Ku saw the raised immortal banner, he knew that this time an envoy from the Shangzong had really arrived.

Venerable Chonghao, who was leaning against the saint, looked excited. He even straightened his body when he was saluting just now, and said in a deep voice: "Who is the senior, and why did he break into the gate of my Taiyi Sect!"

"The sect master misunderstood, this is a disciple of the sect, and he is the same generation as my master Yu Long."

Chonghao hasn't reacted yet.

There was a roar from the giant ship in the sky.

"Fellow Taoist, I have been waiting for you here for a long time!"

As the giant ship sank, the saint in Taibai robes stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "The elder of the sect specially ordered me to wait, please return to the Middle Earth Immortal Sect."

Wu Rong frowned slightly: "Return to Middle Earth?"

Shang Zong is afraid that the drunkard's intention is not to drink.
Chapter completed!
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