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Three hundred and two chapters grief

If it is normal, someone dares to talk to the Great Elder like this, and even does not need to be greeted by the Great Elder, some of the Holy Clan are willing to buy the Great Elder, so they will definitely call people to immediately splatter blood on the spot.

This time, no one took action. The elders of the Holy Clan were as if they had been imposed on the spot, staring at the break of the passage, as if they had to figure out what was going on.

"Since Fellow Daoist Wang has such supernatural powers, Kong only sent a post to invite him, so he was indeed slow to take it. Since Fellow Daoist Wang is here, please come in and sit in."

The Great Elder was so calm that nothing had happened.

Xu Yi smiled and said, "There is no need to sit down. The different ways are different, and we don't plan for each other. If the elder has no advice, Wang really has something to ask."

"Fellow Daoist Wang, please speak out."

The elder's expression was faint, and he was already filled with anger.

The king was so arrogant that he cut off a piece of the No. 1 channel that was built with countless ancestors. Now he dared to say something openly that he had something to do.

In his eyes, the Holy Clan is probably no different from the paper wiping his butt.

Xu Yi said, "My Donghua Immortal Sect is weak, and Channel 3 is next to Channel 1. It is best for the two families to watch over each other. At that time, if a demon tide breaks out, Wang hopes that the Holy Clan can support it in time. If the two families are so close, they will naturally have to breathe together and share their destiny. If you are done, what should be explained, Wang has finished giving, so I will not disturb you and say goodbye."

After saying that, Xu Yi left, his body was neither anxious nor slow, as if he was waiting for the elders of the Holy Clan to chase him.

And the elders of the Holy Clan were still standing there, as if watching him return.

"A great shame, a great shame!"

The elder gritted his teeth, and his originally kind face was completely distorted.

All the elders bowed their heads and did not dare to look at the great elder.

He was frustrated, extremely frustrated, and was hit by someone and cut off a passage in front of everyone.

That's not all. That damn guy even named him and asked the Holy Clan to help maintain the No. 3 channel.

This is not what please, it is clearly a threat, the threat of Hongguoguo.

Passage No. 1 was cut off, and it was the knife that was placed in the light and placed on the neck of the elders of the Holy Clan.

I clearly tell you that if you refuse to help, if the passage No. 3 of Donghua Immortal Gate is destroyed, his surname Wang can destroy your passage No. 1 at any time.

Of course, Channel 9 must be within the threat of that damn guy.

The dignified saints have never suffered such humiliation.

If you surrender and spread it out, the holy clan will not become a laughing stock in the world.

If you are unyielding and allow Channel 3 to be broken, the Wang surname will definitely destroy Channel 1 and No. 9.

If Channel 1 and 9 are destroyed, the Holy Clan will suffer huge losses, and it will be meaningless to give up the strategic retreat of the world.

He was in a dilemma, and he lost his power. With one man's strength, he forced the dignified saints into a desperate situation.

As part of the noble Holy Clan, all the elders who are flowing with the blood of the Holy Clan are extremely angry.

Even so, no one said anything to leave Wang Qianqiu behind.

Including the Ninth Elder who had previously advocated attacking Wang Qianqiu.

According to his judgment, Wang Qianqiu certainly did not dare to come. Zhantang was absolutely sure to cut off Wang Qianqiu. The only thing that could be considered was that it was impossible to accurately judge Wang Qianqiu's whereabouts.

But when Wang Qianqiu was standing in front of the Ninth Elder, the Ninth Elder could not have the idea of ​​confrontation at all.

Even though the strength gathered here was far greater than that of the Zhantang, the Ninth Elder had never suggested that the elders work together to take down Wang Qianqiu.

With one blow, the flame stone passage of the broken sky, people with such divine power can no longer fight with one force.

Once a judgment is wrong, it will bring a catastrophe to the holy clan.

"Where is Jiang Mengfan!"

The Great Elder suddenly shouted.

A golden-armored general standing far away rushed to the front and bowed in the air, "I'm here!"

"Today it is your guard guard, and you actually let the thieves invade near and cut off a passage without warning. What's the point of waiting!"

The Great Elder said coldly.

Jiang Mengfan was shocked and said anxiously, "The elder, I didn't want to warn you. It was really the attack method of that man. It was unprecedented. Before the power was released, our guards were imprisoned by the huge field power and could not move. However, my subordinates activated Miaomiaozhu in time and recorded his attack method."

“Where is it!”

The elders almost shouted in unison.

The spatial rules of the Purple Domain prohibit the penetration of divine thoughts.

So much so that Xu Yi cut off the No. 3 Channel, and the elders of the Holy Clan could not find his existence, and had to move it outside the channel to see Xu Yi himself.

The elders were extremely curious about what method Xu Yi used to cut off the Sky Flame Stone Pass.

Now that I heard that there was an image, it was a blessing in disgrace.

Jiang Mengfan hurriedly took a bead as big as a button on his cuff and handed it to the great elder respectfully.

The great elder took Miaomiaozhu and stared at Jiang Mengfan and said, "Do you do well and remember one amazing thing."

Jiang Mengfan was ecstatic and fell to the ground again.

The great elder waved his sleeves gently and turned into the passage. No one greeted him, and all the elders chased into the passage.

After half a cup of tea, the elders of the Holy Clan looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.

……………………

"I've invited reinforcements. What, the Holy Clan will help. This, Junior Brother Wang, you are not talking about dreams..."

Elder Xi repeatedly confirmed that it was neither his ears nor his mind was confused. He stared at Xu Yi and asked again.

The other elders around Xu Yi also had expressions of ascension as they saw people as they were in the sun.

Xu Yi was too lazy to explain the process, "Just wait for the news. Who doesn't know that the ancient Holy Tribe's path is warm and warm. Everyone is so close that they should help, and they will definitely help."

"Okay, I have urgent tasks for the time being, so I won't stay in the purple realm for a long time, and I'll come back for a few days."

As he said that, Xu Yi walked towards the starry sky pattern in Zhengtang.

Xi Changlao tried to stop Xu Yi several times, but he forced himself to hold it back. Seeing Xu Yi going to step into the star map, he heard a report, "Reported to Xi Changlao, the six elders of the Holy Clan were looking for a meeting outside, saying that they were coming to discuss joint combat and joint defense."

"ah!"

Elder Xi exclaimed and looked at Xu Yi again. Xu Yi's figure had disappeared into the star map and disappeared.

"This, how is this possible? How can the Holy Clan be so easy to talk to."

"If something goes wrong, there must be something strange."

“…………”

Several elders spoke in a slight manner and expressed their opinions, unanimously believing that the Holy Clan must have hidden their cleverness and would never believe it.

At this moment, another person rushed in, but it was the Lord Sun, who was in charge of Hyacinth Hall.

Master Sun was full of panic, "I have reported to all elders, and I have received the news that the Holy Clan has shortened its passage, saying that it is very convenient for the circulation of internal and external airflow."
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