Everyone was speechless for a while, and Lu Ping had lost Luo Zong's face.

However, they are also not easy to say anything.

brought so many bigwigs in, I had to send people out.

Is it possible, all of you go up and fight to the death?

Hua Wudao was the last to leave the Holy Land, he didn't say much, just arched his hand towards everyone, and stepped into the air.

Yun Tianluo arched his hand and said, "Brother Ji, there will be a period later." ”

"There will be a period later. ”

The two bigwigs are far away from each other.

Lu Ping also replaced Ming Shiyin at this time and took the helm.

Flying through the clouds, from another direction, a barrier was drawn.

Until the clouds fly and disappear into the sky.

The disciples of the three sects of Yuntian Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Yuntian Luo Zu sighed and shook his head: "Nangong Wei, Yun Wuji, the wind is ...... fingers"

The sect master of the three sects was startled, and hurriedly came to the ancestral master and knelt down.

The other disciples also did not dare to speak, and stood respectfully.

"The old man's words...... Isn't it useless?" said Yun Tianluo.

"Disciple doesn't dare!" Nangong Wei said.

"Do you know, what is sealed in that chessboard?" Yun Tianluo's voice became extremely soft.

The three shook their heads.

Yun Tianluo looked at the three of them and shook his head.

"I don't know. "Nangong Wei was also watching the game between the two just now.

Seeing the sword gang in the sky, as well as the brightness of the lines on the holy land, I just felt that it was a collision of ordinary means, and there was nothing special about it.

Yun Tianluo shook his head again, looked at the three sect masters, and sighed heavily: "This is the reason why the old man doesn't pass the chessboard to you. What is sealed in it is the secret of the old man's impact on the nine leaves. ”

"Master Zu!" Nangong Wei, Yun Wuji and Feng pointed at him, and the three of them trembled all over their bodies and kowtowed to the ground!

Such an important thing, Master Zu actually gave it to outsiders, not Sanzong.

What do the three of them think?

"Why?" Nangong Wei got up and said with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Because...... You don't deserve it!"

“......”

Yun Tianluo flicked his sleeves and turned around, a bit like a return to the light, and said with a loud confidence, "Impacting the Nine Leaves...... There is only one dead end. ”

"A dead end?" the three looked at each other.

They are still a little far away from Yaba, so naturally they don't know what doorways and taboos are here.

"During the years of retreat, the old man has been thinking about what went wrong...... Do everything you can, even seal the memory. Thousands of years have passed, with a flick of a finger. The old man figured out a question......"

After a pause, he continued, "That is, the problem should be left to the smarter people to solve. ”

Many cultivators are reluctant to tell others about their breakthrough experiences and perceptions, and many great cultivators' practice codex is often more precious than some high-level cultivation exercises.

But Yun Tianluo figured it out......

Since you can't break through yourself, why don't you leave it to someone more hopeful to break through?

As Brother Ji said, who stipulates that the truth cannot be broken?

This is the reason why he chose to play against Lu Zhou, it is not complicated at all, it is a very simple idea.

If the chessboard is passed to the three sect masters, it is not a great gift, but a death!

"Master Zu, is this what you are playing against the Demon Heaven Pavilion?" Nangong Wei wondered.

"That's right. ”

Yun Tianluo slowly turned around and said, "I know the old man, why do you want you to kowtow to Brother Ji and apologize?"

The trio shook their heads again.

This time, even the nearby Sword Saint Luo Thirteen, who had an ugly face, also looked over.

Yun Tianluo continued: "The old man has a hunch...... Perhaps, he will find a way to break through the nine leaves. ”

“......”

As soon as this statement came out.

The whole holy place was silent.

They all looked at Master Yuntian Luo in amazement.

If someone else says this, no one will care, and they will scoff at it. But it was the head of the three sects who said this, their ancestor master, Yun Tianluo.

"How is this possible?" Nangong Wei looked incredulous.

"Brother Ji is older than the old man...... But when the old man played against him just now, he felt a bottomless vitality. This is by no means the vitality of a person whose life is nearing the end of his life. ”

“......”

The three of them set off turbulent waves in their hearts.

Thinking of the Sword Saint Luo Thirteen just now, he attacked with a move that shocked the earth and wept ghosts and gods, but he was downplayed by the Demon Heaven Pavilion Lord and defeated with one move.

This......

Is it possible for the Great Limit to do it?

"Mo said that it is unreasonable, even if it is reasonable, this breath must be swallowed by the old man!" Yun Tianluo turned around and walked towards the edge of the holy land.

The three of them were completely confused.

The other disciples spoke out at the same time: "Congratulations to the ancestor master!"

......

Flying through the clouds crossed dozens of barriers, far away from the twenty peaks, and jumped out of the sea of clouds that blocked the line of sight.

The little kite scratched her little head, thinking about Ming Shiyin's previous words, and said, "Master...... What the fourth senior brother said makes so much sense, why don't you kill the Guangyun Sect?"

Lu Ping stumbled.

Almost didn't get on his feet.

There was also a slight bump in the flying chariot at this time.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Lu Ping wanted to give himself a slap, why did he volunteer, he had to send these bigwigs? At that moment, was his head caught by the door? But after thinking about it, Luo Zong's group of mentally handicapped elders will definitely not blame themselves less, and it is good to run out, and it is not bad to listen to the high-end topics discussed by the bigwigs.

The little kite suddenly added, "It's like this one at the helm...... Shouldn't it be dismantled all at once?"

The chariot shook again.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard while looking at the sea of clouds in the distance.

The little girl has indeed grown a lot better than before, at least she listened to the truth that Ming Shiyin said.

can listen to the reason, that means that she is at least right in her position.

didn't wait for Lu Zhou to answer.

Ming Shiyin said with a smile: "Little junior sister, that's the territory of the three sects...... There are dozens of barriers, and so many masters. There's no need to tear your face. The truth that should be preached must be explained...... Otherwise, if it spreads, I think my Demon Heaven Pavilion is easy to bully. ”

"Oh. ”

"Also, Yun Tianluo's face still has to be given. The chessboard is a game, and the world is chess. In order to answer Master's question, it took twenty years of life. Our Demon Heaven Pavilion is also reasonable. Do you say?" said Ming Shiyin.

The little kite nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I understand...... Thank You, Master. ”

Ming Shiyin scratched his head.

No, shouldn't it be thank you, brother?

Lu Ping is even more confused, isn't the topic of the big guy's discussion about Jiuye or lifespan?

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Lu Zhou turned his head and glanced at it, nodding slightly.

At this moment, Lu Ping pointed to the black area below and said, "That's not right. ”

Ming Shiyin jumped lightly and came to the side of the rudder, overlooking the ...... below After reading it, he said, "Master, there is a lot of withering down there. ”

Lu Zhou got up with his hands in his hands and came to the edge to overlook.

Leng Luo, Pan Litian, and Hua Wudao also watched it.

Mountains and trees, all withered...... Flowers and trees, all lost their vitality.

"Slow down. ”

"Yes. ”

The speed of the chariot decreased, and even the height was reduced.

Walk slowly through the withered trees.

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