First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1326: Shenyou Mountain
In the battle of Jiekong Temple, the spectator lost four consecutive souls of the Ascension Realm!
As soon as the news came out, the entire God Capital Star Realm was a sensation.
"Guanzhu is going to go against the sky!"
The first to get the news are the top sects of the world.
Such as the six ancient guardians of Taoism, the giant forces of the astral world, and so on.
When they learned the details of the battle at Jiekong Temple, these top forces were all trembling and could no longer calm down.
"Looks like we're going to adjust our strategy."
An old antique of the Zhong Clan, an ancient protector, sighed.
Some time ago, there was a lot of noise in the world about the road to ascension.
Many top forces believe that in the future, the world will exist in the Ascension Realm, and old-time mythological figures like Guanzhu are destined to be trampled underfoot.
But now, everyone has a feeling of being slapped in the face.
The spectators have not yet set foot on the path of ascension, and they can even defeat the deceased spirits at the ascension level.
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"After the reincarnation of this spectator, it will undoubtedly be more terrifying than the previous life!"
Qingluan Spirit Clan, many old antiques are talking about this.
Among them was Feng Tianjia, who once served as a mount for the spectator. He had already broken out in a cold sweat and was terrified.
"Pass my order and abolish the position of the young master of Fengyunlie!"
Feng Tianjia gave the order without hesitation.
Last time at Crow Mountain, a group of strong men led by Feng Yunlie had offended Guan Zhu.
Originally, Feng Tianjia hadn't thought about abolishing Feng Yunlie, but now, he can't care about it.
He used to act as a mount to accompany the Guanzhu for thousands of years. He is very clear that although the Guanzhu's character is free and easy, he is also very vengeful in his bones!
"Elder Taishang, are you making too much of a fuss?"
Someone couldn't help but ask.
Feng Tianjia said coldly, "You know what a shit, this is called preventing micro-prevention, leaving no hidden dangers."
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"The deceased soul of the Ascension Realm is only a soul after all, and cannot be compared with the real Ascension Realm real person."
An old man from the Xu clan of the Skyfire Spirit Clan said in a deep voice, "But no matter what, it is absolutely not to be underestimated that Guanzhu can achieve this step. For the next period of time, everyone should keep a low profile and try not to mix things up. things related to the spectator."
The big figures in the Xu clan all nodded.
Suddenly, someone couldn't help but gloat over the misfortune: "Hehe, the old tailor must be out of luck."
As soon as these words came out, many people laughed.
In the depths of the starry sky, the tailor who has been hiding in the dark is undoubtedly the most feared.
In the past years, almost all opponents targeted by this old guy have had a bad end.
But now, with the news of the battle at Jiekong Temple, the world also knows that Guan is mainly attacking the old tailor!
"Let's watch the show for a while, two tigers will fight each other, and one will be injured, and we just take this opportunity to accumulate strength and prepare for the future victory in the world!"
As early as 20 years ago, ancient Taoists like them began to explore the secrets of immortals.
Up to now, not only have many good things related to the path of ascension have been collected, but some of the top elders of the clan have all embarked on the path of ascension in the Feixian forbidden area!
Even some ancient lineages in the dead have chosen to cooperate with them.
Right now, they just need to wait quietly, and they can lead the torrent of the times when the path of ascension completely appears in the world!
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"Having hunted a character called a tailor in exchange for a chance to shatter the power of the curse?"
"Send someone to find out who is this tailor, and if there is a chance, bring back his head!"
"Be fast, the opportunities are limited, and you can't be preempted by others!"
Orders like this are constantly being staged in the forces of those dead spirits.
When they learned that as long as the tailors and the forces under the tailors were hunted, they could get the opportunity to break the power of the curse.
Some terrifying dead spirits, although they can't get out of the dormant place, have issued orders and arranged for their men to act.
For a while, the undercurrent was surging, all pointing at the tailor.
This has also attracted the attention of many top powers in the world, and they can't help but gloat.
As soon as the watcher made his move, it was truly extraordinary!
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For the monks all over the world, the battle at Jikong Temple is like sweeping away the haze covered by the sky, making everyone feel uplifted and encouraged.
"Those spirits, no matter how powerful, can be defeated!"
"Lord Guanzhu is worthy of being a mythical figure who once respected all circles in the starry sky. With him around, would you dare to be arrogant to see those dead souls!"
"When it comes to romantic figures, look at the present! In this starry world, those dead souls have the final say!"
People are excited and excited about it.
Recently, news about dead spirits has spread all over the world, and it has also made the monks in the world worried, and everyone is in danger.
Everyone knows that if the deceased soul brings disaster to the world, it will definitely cause a **** storm, making the world chaotic and turbulent.
But it's different now.
In the battle of Jiekong Temple, the Guanzhu was alone and lost four consecutive deceased souls in the Ascension Realm. This outstanding record is enough to affect the general trend of the world!
"In the battle of Jikong Temple, the spectator dominated the world, and it was enough to affect the trend of the world situation. In my opinion, this battle is well-known and famous in history, passed down through generations, and passed down from generation to generation."
There is an ancient power, and I am filled with emotion.
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In a dark world.
"Report to the Lord, we are located in the stronghold of Fanzhou, the astral world of the gods. We were trampled to death by a group of dead spirits. Sixteen shadows and hundreds of elite men died."
"My lord, the Wenzhou stronghold was captured by a group of dead spirits. Those old guys were madly chasing and killing our men. Even the treasures we collected in the past years were taken away by them."
"Lord, Baizhou stronghold..."
One message after another, returned from time to time, was reported to the tailor by an old servant himself.
The old servant's face was gloomy and livid, with hatred and anger on his brows.
Not far away, the tailor is calm throughout.
While drinking tea, he played with himself on the chessboard in front of him.
"Lord..."
Soon, another news came, and the old servant was about to report when he was interrupted by the tailor waving.
"Needless to say, if my guess is correct, our thirty-six strongholds in the astral realm of Shendu are destined to fail."
The tailor drank all the tea in the cup, and then said casually, "You don't need to be angry about it. This kind of loss is so small that it's not worth caring about."
Before the battle of Jikong Temple began, he had ordered the butterfly girl to recall the power of each stronghold and shrink it.
Right now, although those strongholds have been trampled and destroyed one by one, and many strong people have been damaged, they are not worth mentioning at all.
The old servant nodded and said in a low voice, "The old servant just feels that being attacked and retaliated like this is too frustrating, you don't even need to think about it to know that everyone in the world is watching our jokes. "
The tailor said casually: "What's the joke? Over time, let's see who gets the last laugh."
Speaking, he couldn't help laughing, and said leisurely: "The Lord of the Lord thinks that he can use the hands of those dead spirits to suppress me, but I don't know that I don't care about it at all."
"Not to mention, those dead souls are not stupid, how can they be willing to be used by the spectator?"
"From the moment he took charge of the power of reincarnation, he was destined to be a meal in the eyes of the dead. No one can change this result!"
"After all, no one wants to let their fate hang under the sword of others."
"The spectator is not stupid. He knows very well that only when those dead souls are entangled by the power of the curse is in his best interest. This is an unsolvable knot."
"Unless..."
Speaking of this, the tailor shook his head, "No unless."
At this time, another news came.
"Lord, Lie Nanye, the headmaster of Tianyin Xianmen, sent a secret letter."
The old servant said and presented a secret letter.
The tailor frowned slightly, and immediately smiled: "Believe it or not, Lie Nanye couldn't calm down after learning the news of the battle at Jiekong Temple. The news this time is to put pressure on us to let Let's clean up as soon as possible."
Speaking, he opened the secret letter.
When I saw a sentence in the secret letter, the smile on the tailor's face froze, and the blue veins on his forehead stood out.
The secret letter contains only one sentence:
Say your mom, get your money back!
Few words, iron painted with silver hooks, can form a sentence, but it is particularly dazzling.
With a tailor's temperament, this sentence made his face gloomy.
"I didn't expect that the dignified generation of demonic giants would be as vulgar as a country villager!"
The tailor's tone was cold, he picked up his fingertips, and the secret letter in his hand turned into ashes.
"Lord, is Tianyin Xianmen trying to tear our face off?"
The old servant asked with a frown.
The tailor shook his head and said, "No, he is just venting his anger, not willing to be slaughtered by us as fat sheep. At the same time, he is expressing dissatisfaction and putting pressure on us."
After thinking about it, the tailor said: "You send a letter to Lie Nanye."
"Lord, please speak."
The old servant listened.
The tailor's eyes were deep and he said: "I can promise that at the latest half a year, the spectator will be doomed! If you want to cooperate, you will help us cultivate a group of Ascension Realm characters as soon as possible. If you don't want to cooperate..."
Speaking of this, the tailor's eyes filled with anger, and he said word by word, "Fuck it! I'm not uncommon!"
The old servant stayed for a while, it was the first time he saw it, the Lord was so angry.
"Shit!"
Suddenly, the tailor remembered something, and his face changed, "How is the butterfly girl?"
The old servant hurriedly said: "Master Butterfly Girl has followed the instructions of the Lord, and has taken the core strength of our branch in the astral realm of Shendu to hide in the 'Secret Land of Shenyouling'."
The tailor said without hesitation: "Quick, send a letter to the butterfly girl and ask her to evacuate as soon as possible!"
The old servant shivered, and hurriedly took his orders away.
"Kongzhao old bald donkey, if you really dare to give my 'Thousand Machine Talisman' to the spectator, then don't blame me for not reminiscing about the friendship of the past. From then on, I will completely turn against you!"
The tailor looked uncertain ~IndoMTL.com~ When he was young, he was caught in a dead end, and it was the rude, carefree monk named Kongzhao who brought him back from the brink of death.
Although the two broke up completely a long time ago, parted ways, and never communicated again, but in the tailor's heart, he still cares about the original love.
When it was speculated that Monk Kongzhao would most likely help Guanzhu to deal with him, the tailor felt like he had been stabbed with a knife in his heart, a rare gaffe.
Meanwhile—
In the middle of the night, there are no stars and no moon.
Su Yi's figure appeared in a deep forest.
"It turned out to be hidden in this Shenyouling, but I don't know if the old tailor is here."
Su Yi looked down at the Thousand Machine Talisman in his hand.
This treasure glows with an obscure sheen, pointing to Shenyouling in the distance.