When Chu Wuyu returned to the room, he didn't see Kong Xiaoxiao, and he didn't care about Kong Xiaoxiao, he couldn't lose it anyway. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info He lay on his bed and looked at the roof and began to think about what was next. There are really a lot of things to do next, and this time the big war is much more difficult than imagined, and there is still a limit to one's own strength after all, otherwise, like the Nine Heavens True Man back then, one person can destroy countless sects! After thinking about it for a long time, he also began to sit still, got up and went to Mingjing in his heart, seized all the time and devoted himself to cultivation with all his might, forcibly improving his own strength, and increasing the chances of victory in the upcoming war.

Waiting until the morning of the next day, after Chu Wuru came out of the mirror in his heart, he first saw Bao Li coming out of the mirror behind him in his heart, the two sides obviously did not expect such an unexpected encounter, they were stunned for a moment, and Bao Li finally snorted coldly before turning her head, showing her resentment towards Chu Wurue on her face. Then, Tong Kenian, Leng Xuancui and others also appeared from the mirror in the heart, and a total of twenty-seven people came out of the mirror in the heart - including Kong Xiaoxiao.

Chu Wuru's sudden multiplication of strength also stimulated Kong Xiaoxiao, so that Kong Xiaoxiao, who was supposed to be here to relax, also entered the mirror to cultivate in his heart. The few of them are fighting each other, and no one wants to lag behind others in strength. Rantianhua is a typical example, he is the oldest and weakest, so he simply returned to Wanfeng Mountain to cultivate wildly, just because he didn't want his strength to fall behind others.

Obviously, most people didn't expect Kong Xiaoxiao and Chu Wuru to appear here, so they looked at each other with a little surprised look. Chu Wuli smiled in his heart, the Xuantian Sword Sect has not yet reached a dead end, they still have such a group of diligent and upward young disciples, these people are the future of the Xuantian Sword Sect. For Chu Wuru, this is also a test, he has experienced many tests, life and death, he has seen a lot. If he couldn't help the Xuantian Sword Sect survive this tribulation this time, then he wouldn't need to go to other places to be embarrassed. Chu Wuli believed that as long as the hearts of the Xuantian Sword Sect were not completely dead, he would have the confidence to complete the impossible task of saving the Xuantian Sword Sect!

In the blink of an eye, the day set by the Purple Moon Thousand Red Sect had arrived. Because the Purple Moon Thousand Red Sect gathered the other four forces, it took another five days to delay it, and only under the attention of the Xuantian Sword Sect did more than 2,000 people come openly, and the soldiers pressed the realm. Half of them were people from the Purple Moon Thousand Red Sect, and the remaining half were people from the rest of the Quartet forces.

On the day of the scorching sun, the sky is cloudless!

The more than 1,000 people of the Xuantian Sword Sect were all gathered in the huge Seven Thousand Square, quietly waiting for the people of the Purple Moon Thousand Red Sect to come up the mountain. Those who are timid, or unwilling to fight for the Xuantian Sword Sect, have long since left, and the remaining people are here to fight for their reputation and the survival of the sect. There was a tragic atmosphere that prevented everyone from speaking at this time, and a thick sadness blocked their throats. Today, they will face a battle of life and death, which is their own choice, to perish, to perish, to win, to live forever!

From the bottom of the mountain, there was a high-pitched howl that went straight into the sky, and the vigorous and majestic roar made the faces of the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect change color, and the enemy's powerful strength made them have a crack in their firm beliefs, and the powerful momentum exuded by the enemy made it difficult for them to breathe.

Before the person arrives, the other party will give a dismount first!

Immediately after, hundreds of rays of light of various colors flew towards the Seven Thousand Square like a meteor shower, and soon reached the Seven Thousand Square, and hundreds of people also stopped in front of the Xuantian Sword Sect's Thousand People Array. The first middle-aged man wearing a purple gold crown, wearing a golden dragon robe, his face was like a full moon, and his eyes were shining with a sharp and penetrating light was none other than Li Miaoqi, the sect leader of the Purple Moon Thousand Red Sect. A middle-aged beautiful woman with a phoenix crown and purple clothes beside him was his monk Tan Xiangjing. The powerful aura fluctuations on the two of them steadily suppressed the Winter Shadow True Person, the head of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and the strength of the leaders of the two sides was high and low as soon as they touched!

There were nearly five hundred people who could fly in the air, and more than a thousand people rushed up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain, and the number of people on Li Miaoqi's side was twice as large as the formation listed by the Xuantian Sword Sect!

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The Xuantian Sword Sect was all left behind. In this battle, the defeat of the Xuantian Sword Sect can be seen by a person. To be correct, the Xuantian Sword Sect is undoubtedly hitting a stone with an egg!

"If you Xuantian Sword Sect are willing to join this alliance at this time, we are willing to turn the war into a jade silk, and everyone will be commensurate with each other in the future, and advance and retreat together!"

Bringing such a large group of people here is naturally not here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, Li Miaoqi said with a smile, and first said the words of the transition of the scene. At the same time, he is also a kind of pride, a kind of contempt for the Xuantian Sword Sect, and he is unwilling to say something superfluous to the people of the Xuantian Sword Sect, for him, it is inevitable to win the Xuantian Sword Sect today.

"Your alliance is basically to annex this sect, if you don't show any sincerity, how can we join your alliance?

In the face of the pressure of the soldiers, the real person of Winter Ming can still answer calmly, but the taste of these words is very strong, and the resolute look on his face is a resolute state of either you die or I die!

"In Xia Mo Wenshen, add to the position of the sect master of the Sword Sect, as a certain person Mo to persuade all the real people of the Xuantian Sword Sect, I hope that the real people of the Winter Shadow will seriously consider the suggestion of the sect master Li, and joining the alliance will have a hundred benefits and no harm, why should your sect be closed and resting on its laurels?"

The Walking Sword Sect is famous for its mountain-picking swordsmanship, Mo Wenshen is two hundred and seventy-three years old, burly and sturdy, calm in his work, his cultivation is profound, he is definitely a strong party, half of the seven real people of the Xuantian Sword Sect will not be his opponent, so he will stand up and speak at this moment.

Beside Mo Wenshen, a strange monk who was white and fat and exposed his breasts also stared at Dong Bushi Zhenren and other Xuantian Sword Sect beauties, and said with a strange smile:

"The girl of the Xuantian Sword Sect is very tender--"

This person is Lu Baiyan, the sect leader of the Xiangxi Buddha Sect, nicknamed the meat monk, and he is also a powerful figure. None of the people in the Western Buddhism sect are real monks, they just dress as monks. This sect can be said to be notorious and disgraced by all the ways. They not only kill people, set fires and rob, but also specialize in picking flowers, which is not indignant by the people of the world. It's just that this sect doesn't have a mountain gate, and it usually acts separately, pretending to be a monk to cover people's eyes and ears, although it has been besieged and killed several times by the righteous path and the Buddhist way, it has only lost some manpower, and the entire sect has been retained. This time in Huashan, there are more than 100 people in the West Buddhism, and Lu Baiyan came to Huashan in person in order to strive for the greatest profit.

Li Miaoqi is extremely ambitious, and in order to enhance his strength, he has reached the point of unscrupulous means, and even a sect like the Western Buddha Sect has attracted his subordinates!

"If you don't surrender, then the four words 'Xuantian Sword Sect' will disappear forever today!"

Li Yuegu, who had suffered a loss on Huashan, remembered the hatred, and now that he had such a big dependence, he jumped out and shouted, and he no longer had any scruples when he spoke, and shouted out the words of wanting to destroy the Xuantian Sword Sect. Li Miaoqi only smiled and said nothing, and did not stop his son's action.

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