Chapter 660 The interception and anger of the seven Immortal Immortals

Author: Beginning of Summer Rebirth

Chapter 660 The interception and anger of the seven Immortal Immortals

Xin Zhuo was unaware of Taoist Wanfa's anger and confusion. He saw the nine thunderbolts, as thick as stone pillars, smashing into the formation of more than two hundred figures in front of him, creating a chaotic movement.

Then the "Wangyue Well" of the mental illusion of the spiritual platform was smashed down.

Weird changes suddenly occurred——

The well mouth poured water backwards, and the more than 200 figures stuck in the well, all of them were collected, and the more than 200 figures suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Immediately, the idea of ​​Lingtai in my mind seemed to explode, and I was confused, as if I couldn't bear so many weird consciousnesses!

Xue Ji, who was not far away, keenly captured this scene. She could no longer suppress the curiosity in her heart and said in shock: "Xin Zhuo, this spiritual platform can kill people hundreds of miles away with its thoughts, and it can control spiritual treasures and weapons, but how can it swallow the emperor?"

Yun remains? What are you doing?"

Xin Zhuo couldn't answer. This is indeed something that cannot be explained by normal Lingtai realm methods. Could it be that it is the characteristic of "Wangyuejing" that absorbs everything?

And he felt that he could still spit it out!

At this moment, Xue Ji had used her martial arts barrier to resist hundreds of figures. She came in a flash and pulled him straight to the thin place in the sky. A ray of white light appeared there, which should be the place to go out.

But just after leaping several hundred feet, seven more figures suddenly appeared above them. Their bodies were glowing with gleaming light. They were all dressed in ancient clothes with long robes and long sleeves. From a cold look, they looked so majestic that they had surpassed the Hunyuanxu realm.

Xue Ji waved her hand to stop Xin Zhuo from moving forward, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "They must be the group of immortal cultivators mentioned by the four monsters below. This group of immortal rebels has remnants every time the martial arts flourishes come. It's unimaginable.

You are actually here, come to my arms!"

In arms?

Xin Zhuo was silent. He had no idea about the term "immortal rebellion". They were just a group of immortal cultivators hiding in this world. However, among these seven people, he knew three of them, one was the Immortal Serving Man and the other was Dao Yunzi.

A Baili took his life.

They are all the top masters of the four sects of the Great Zhou Empire who defeated them in the Great Zhou Imperial Capital!

Although their appearance has changed greatly now, it is still them!

These people are not fucking dead? Are they clones?

"Jiang Yuqing, this road is blocked!"

The Immortal Attendant had changed into ancient Confucian attire, but he still couldn't hide his feminine aura, and the evil smile on his lips was annoying.

"We have observed you countless times. Ever since you entered Daluomen's Xuantian Sword Sect, we thought there would be no chance and never wanted to meet here. No matter what was right or wrong before, you have always hurt our clones, and

Come die!"

The seven people wrapped themselves in the rich spirit of the fairy spirit and teleported in front of Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji. They waved the magic weapon of the Yuan Ying stage in their hands. For a moment, it was colorful and reflected all over the sky. An aura that surprised the warriors was so huge that it was ridiculously huge.

"Xian Ni..."

Xue Ji's eyes glowed with a dazzling red light. She was calm and serious as never before, and her strange look rose to the sky. This was some kind of life-protecting skill that she had never used before, even when she was killed by Xin Zhuo with his sword.

, and have never been used.

"It doesn't seem like it's so troublesome, I'll give it a try!"

Xin Zhuo shook his head, stretched out his hand, and the well of the mental illusion of the spiritual platform flashed out. More than two hundred fluorescent figures spewed out from the well mouth. Although it was much weaker than before, it was still very impressive. They went straight to "Serving the Immortal"

"The seven people pounced and instantly transformed into the same realm as the seven people, casting the same immortal cultivation spell.

"How can you, a monster, do this..."

The seven "Servants of the Immortal" lost their minds for a moment and actually forgot to kill them.

"You..." Xue Ji was also shocked for a moment, and the demonic method she was about to perform stopped.

Xin Zhuo shook his head again to keep his mind clear, and took the opportunity to grab Xue Ji's wrist and fly straight into the sky.

When I got to the edge of the gap, I looked back and saw that the seven "Servants of the Immortal" were surrounded by countless figures. Although they would not be hurt, it was not difficult to block them for a moment, so I was relieved.

"You must have an extraordinary origin. Perhaps countless saints and emperors have already arrived. You must be careful about the karma of your past lives!" Xue Ji frowned and advised.

Xin Zhuo burst out laughing: "My previous life's cause and effect was that I missed work at most!"

Xue Ji couldn't understand and blinked blankly.

The two stopped talking and stepped out of the gap.

It was daytime, and the strong sunlight made the two of them almost unable to open their eyes. After a while, they got used to it, and the gap under their feet had disappeared.

This is not Fulong Mountain, but a strange valley full of singing birds and fragrant flowers. It is summer, the air is a bit stuffy, and the aroma of volatile mountain flowers hits our faces.

Xue Ji patted the torn red clothes, looked up into the sky, took a deep breath, then grabbed Xin Zhuo's arm and said in a tone that could not be refused: "Follow me to Tianxie Sect, and when the Holy King is born, I will take you

Go to worship!”

"Let's talk about it when we have a chance!" Xin Zhuo said boredly: "I want to go back to Xuantian Sword Sect."

He eagerly wanted to see Zhao Yizhu and Xiao Huang.

"Give you another chance to answer again!"

Xue Ji stared at him with a murderous look on her face, and sneered: "I can protect you in this chaotic tide of Ten Thousand Martial Saints for countless years, don't you want to eat soft rice? I will let you eat it, if you insist

Return to Daluo, sooner or later you will regret it!"

Xin Zhuo didn't know how to answer for a moment.

He didn't even want to go to the Tianxie Sect. A group of people were neither human nor ghosts, and couldn't be explained by common sense. Moreover, he had killed a large number of his disciples. They had grudges against each other, but it seemed good to just eat soft food...

He shook his head for a moment.

"very good!"

Xue Ji suddenly scratched a corner of his clothes, took a step back, and raised the corner of his clothes, "I will keep this as a thought, it has nothing to do with you, and I won't miss you even a little bit from now on!"

Her figure fluttered, and when she reached the air, she looked at him condescendingly, regaining her unparalleled charm and coolness, and said word by word: "Next time I see you, you have to be careful. I will kill Daluo disciples on sight!"

The figure flashed and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Xin Zhuo raised his hand and put it down again. His mood was a bit complicated. Frankly speaking, apart from Zhao Yizhu, he had been with this witch for the longest time in these years. He was even used to her fierce temperament and physical condition.

The lingering fragrance, as well as the unpalatable hodgepodge of spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits.

After standing there for a long time, he randomly chose a direction and left.

Flying high in the sky and looking around in all directions, I couldn't help but feel a little cautious.

He has calculated that about ten years and one month have passed since the Eighteen Sects fought against the two Tianxie Sects at Fulong Mountain. These ten years were longer than the time he spent from being a bandit in Fulong Mountain to entering the Kuling Mountain Stream.

It's still a long time.

Ten years is enough to change a lot of things! It can even make many young people with outstanding talents go from being unknown to being famous.

I'm afraid Ji Yu, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is now a young man. I'm afraid Xiao Huang, Zhao Yizhu and his master Liu Qingfeng have also changed a lot.

The most important thing is that the legendary saints, emperors, geniuses, saints, etc. in the sky have appeared or not. If you meet one on the way, it will be risky.

Therefore, he is more cautious.

Hundreds of miles out of the valley, there is a small city ahead. There are many people in the city, and there are even a large number of warriors coming and going.

He fell to the ground, walked to a small river, and took a look. His clothes were much worn and torn by the witch. He had some beard on his face, but he still looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

When I entered the country, I polished my appearance for a long time and maintained my appearance.

Otherwise, I'm afraid he would be a man in his thirties now.

He squatted down and washed his face, shaved off his beard with the Tianwu Sword, and tidied his messy hair. After another look, he looked very good. He still looked like a well-known handsome young man from all over the country.

Just as he was about to get up, he heard the sound of wheels squeaking behind him, and then a rough voice asked: "How far is it from Kunxu Wucheng?"

A respectful voice said: "Go back to the shopkeeper. In front of you is Xiaozhu City. After passing Xiaozhu City and going 270 miles to the west, you will reach Kunxu City!"

The rough voice scolded: "Is this Tushita Dan Medical Shop going to work? In the past few years, we had at least 100,000 Qiqiaocao plants every month, but now we have 5,000 plants every month. What's going on?"

The respectful voice couldn't laugh or cry: "Ever since the eighteen sects turned against each other, the business of Tushita Dan Medical Shop has gone from bad to worse, and there is nothing we can do about it!"

"Why?"

"I heard that the backers of Tushita Dan Medical Shop are two male and female true disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect. The male disciple died in a battle with the evil sect a few years ago. There is no trace of the female disciple. Without his backer, the other eight sects' alchemy halls are also gone.

Entering Kunxu City to make money, and squeezing out this former No. 1 alchemy shop everywhere, it is natural that it will not be sustainable!"
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