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Chapter 1925 A single seedling

Chapter 1925 One single seedling

They are both powerful figures in the realm of God Lord.

But in terms of cultivation strength or status, the Lord of Jin Kui Mountain is obviously much higher than Dong Guo Fengtu, just like the king of a big country and the king of a small country.

They all sound like kings, but their status is very different.

The Lord of Jin Kui looked down on Dongguo Fengtu in his heart, but this time he suffered a loss at Dongguo Fengtu, so he naturally felt very bad.

"Dongguo Fengtu, I have recorded this matter." The Lord of Jin Kui Mountain waved his hand and threw a first-grade divine magic technique to Dongguo Fengtu in the air.

The Lord of Jin Kui is not Zuo Qiu Yu. Those who can take the position of Lord of the Mountain have a high level of cultivation, and most of them have a scheming plan. Naturally, they have discovered that Dong Guo Fengtu had known the specific situation a long time ago, deliberately set a trap and cheated himself.

"I'm still afraid that the nobles of Jin Kui Mountain will forget things." Dong Guo Fengtu said with a smile. He looked very good, but his words were not without the meaning of tit-for-tat.

The great priest Tianzhe and the Lord Mu couldn't help but look at Dongguo Fengtu with admiration. The people who dared to challenge Jin Kuishan were among the few people looking at the entire Northern God Realm.

"Don't worry, Master Jin Kui Mountain, Feng Wu's blessed land was not wiped out this time. Isn't there a Taoist son left?" said the great priest of Tianzhe.

It would be fine if he didn't mention this matter. When this mentioned, Lord Jin Kui's face looked even more ugly. He even thought that the great master Tianzhe was deliberately not opening the pot.

The great priest Tianzhe didn't seem to think so. Seeing that the Lord of Jin Kuishan looked strange, he asked calmly: "Lord of Jin Kuishan, is there any problem?"

The Lord of Jin Kui Mountain calmly looked and shook his head and said, "The Great Master Tianzhe doesn't know anything. The remaining Daozi is called Su Xing. His talent is indeed extraordinary, but he is just a new Daozi in this generation..."

"New Taoist!"

There is no need for Lord Jin Kui to say more. Just these four words made many sect leaders in the hall start to shake their heads.

The nine Daozi who participated in the war of Wudao were screened based on the time when the Daozi entered the game. They were introduced for ten years, twenty years, thirty years... until ninety years.

This led to the uneven strength of the nine people.

Under normal circumstances, most of the leaders of various forces have been in the art for fifty years.

"If the remaining Taoist boy in Fengwu Fudi had been in the past fifty years, he might have had some slim hope, but he was a new Taoist boy, and he would not have left Fengwu Fudi with a slight hope!"

"It seems that Feng Wu Fudi is destined to lose someone once this time. Not only is there an unreliable leader, but his luck is also surprisingly poor."

"Yes! A new Taoist, don't you just fall down when you see someone?"

...

The discussion in the hall made Lord Jin Kui look a little ugly again, but he didn't refute anything. In fact, he was the same as the sect leader, and he also felt that the only seedling of Su Xing would be broken soon.

The great priest Tianzhe stopped speaking, and the Palace Master Mu glanced at the Lord Jin Kui Mountain with quite sympathy.

At the foot of the sacred mountain, Zuo Qiuyu and others were teleported out of the Apocalypse battlefield and fell from the void. Everyone was injured very seriously, and it was difficult to maintain flight.

So, the Daozi, who was blessed by Feng Wu, took action and let the eight people land safely.

But this scene looks quite embarrassing.

"It's so eye-catching!" Li Yixiao screamed strangely. He was also a blessed Taoist, and he felt a faint light on his face, and he wanted to go up and kick Zuo Qiuyu a few times.

"The wine bag is really a pity for Feng Wu's blessed land." Ding Xi said bluntly. Most of the Taoists around Feng Wu's blessed land stared at Zuo Qiuyu and others with cold faces.

As Daozi, everyone naturally has feelings for Fengwu Blessing. They didn't want Fengwu Blessing's reputation to be damaged, so they naturally hated Zuo Qiuyu and the others in their hearts.

"It seems that only Brother Xing is left?" Miao Keer murmured with expectation in her big eyes that could attract people's souls, "If Brother Xing turns the tide, I really want to thank Zuo Qiuyu for his accomplishment."

“…”

Li Yixiao and Ding Xi couldn't help staring at Miao Keer, wanting to ask: "Woman, are your thinking always so strange?"

Although Li Yixiao and Ding Xi also hope that Su Xing can turn the tide and restore Feng Wu’s reputation, at this time, isn’t Zuo Qiuyu the most who should hate himself for the consequences?

If you take a step back, it’s not a turn for Zuo Qiuyu!

"Can a woman be so 'generous' in order to achieve her own man?" Li Yixiao said to Ding Xi.

"It seems to be!" Ding Xi's mouth twitched.

Miao Keer completely ignored the two of them, her eyes were filled with autumn waves, staring at the figure in the scroll spreading in the air, dressed like ink and a tall figure like a sword. Who would he be if he weren't Su Xing?

"Hahaha... Feng Wu Fudi, one of the three overlords, was wiped out at the beginning. It's really rare!"

"It can't be said that the entire army was wiped out. Isn't there a single seedling left? It's impossible to create a miracle."

"You don't know yet! That only seedling is said to be the new Taoist in Fengwu's blessed land!"

"What? He is just a new Taoist? Feng Wu's luck is so bad."

...

A sound full of ridicule gradually sounded at the foot of the sacred mountain.

The news about the revival of the only seedlings in Feng Wu’s blessing land in the battlefield of Apocalypse is the new Daozi, which has spread like wildfire. The disciples of the local forces in the Northern God Realm are naturally inevitably gloating.

After all, it is extremely rare and a sense of accomplishment to defeat Feng Wu, one of the three overlords.

"asshole!"

"The faces of a group of villains."

"If you have the ability, let's fight and see whose fist is hard."

The Taoists in Fengwu’s blessed land naturally could not bear this ridicule, and they all became furious and wanted to confront the disciples of the local forces in the North God Realm.

"What's the point of a competition here? You can shine in the Wandao Martial Arts!"

"That's it! Don't you know that there is no war here in Shenshan. If you don't believe it, try it."

"Hahaha... Feng Wu also has times when he is anxious."

The disciples of the local forces in the North God Realm are not willing to be outdone and have no scruples, because there is no allowance for military use in the sacred mountain, so they don’t have to worry about the consequences of angering Feng Wufu’s authentic Taoist sons.

"This kind of verbal dispute is meaningless. Now I can only look at Lao Su. I hope he can shut up the local forces in the North God Realm through his own actions." Li Yixiao looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake his head.
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