This kind of domineering, this oppression, and this destructive brute force give him a feeling that he can overturn the world by relying on his hands.

"It's a pity that the body practices martial arts, so that the treasure body is not connected to the spiritual pivot, and the complicated secret techniques of the immortals cannot be used. Even the art of change can only change to the brute force.

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A little bit of a bad thing.

But the power of change is more than five times, and there are various magical powers that can be used, which is more convenient than the secret method of immortal arts."

The ancestor touched his cheek, and he was still a little impressed, but this was enough. The soul of the Immortal Lord, coupled with the martial arts treasure body that was close to the Immortal Lord, had full confidence to suppress those disobedient warriors.

As long as you are apart from them, the world can be determined!

It's time to go out.

The ancestor smiled, turned around and brushed his sleeves, stepped forward, and walked out of the secret place between the bluestone and the mountain under his feet, quietly shattering, and the guests were already waiting there.

As masters, you can't let them wait too long.

That's too rude.

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"Where is Hua Qing and Liu Zhuoran?"

Outside the secret land of Penglai, outside the nine-story solemn and atmospheric wooden building, Shen Qiu saw Bai Ling'er carrying a group of warriors and rushing to the place, and the big guy jumped from behind the spirit beast.

They were moving their muscles and planned to do a big fight.

He glanced at the crowd and found that there were two people missing, so he asked Zhang Lan. The latter was watching around before carrying the secret place. When he heard the question, he replied:

"Liu Zhuoran went to his master's former residence to worship, and he was more familiar with this place than us.

As for Hua Qing, I didn't see him, but he was the first to cross the mountain gate and flew over with a flying sword. Maybe he was still parading in this fairy mountain at this time."

"Is this how?"

Shen Qiu frowned slightly, and he turned around and looked at A Qing, who was also looking at him.

Shen Qiu nodded slightly to her, Ah Qing pursed her lips, looked back at the wooden building behind her, and then flew out of the mountain with her own green jade bamboo.

Watching Ah Qing leave, Shen Qiu turned around and blinked at Lin Huiyin beside him.

It's like passing a code.

The female hero Huiyin held the sword tightly, nodded slightly, took a few steps back, and mingled into the crowd. Lu Yuniang, bearded Yang Fu and Li Yijian and others also walked over from both sides and gathered quietly beside Lin Huiyin.

The crowd was bustling, just above the beautifully decorated white jade platform outside the secret place. Here, it was said that the ceremony of descending the spiritual realm was to be held, but there was no preparation.

There were neither tables nor chairs, nor tables, nor were there any waiters serving tea.

The wooden building built against the mountain in front of me is grand and grand. The pavilions and towers are looming in the clouds and mists. The scenery of the immortals is also simple and quaint enough, but that's it.

The surroundings are very deserted, so deserted that they make people feel an ominous premonition.

It’s like the air is frozen, and even the hearts of the people are frozen together.

"Here you come!"

After more than ten breaths, Chun Yangzi, who was resting in the quieter crowd, suddenly spoke.

The next moment, everyone's eyes fell in front of the wooden building. As the closed door was pushed open, a man wearing a plain robe, tall, tall crown, and sunset, stepped out.

In front of everyone, the man shook his sleeves and was about to speak when he heard the long sword unsheathed, and a strange red light splashed in front of the crowd.

"There is no need to say anything about the high-sounding nonsense."

The Master Wangchuan took a step forward, holding the blood-lit Kuoxie in his left hand, and holding the hilt of the shaking knife behind his right hand. As he waved his wrist, there was another phantom of the starry tiger flashing away in the tiger's roar.

With the sharp blade coming out of the sheath behind him, and the light and shadow flashed, Chen Qiu held two swords in his hand and stared at the man in front of him, and he whispered:

"We are here today, but we can fight to the death!"
Chapter completed!