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Playing with the azure arrow in his hand, the ape king's expression was meaningful, he improved his position on Emperor Yunxiao at one time, and now it seems that the Sky Swallowing Sparrow does not attach great importance to Emperor Yunxiao.

The Order of the Fowl King is the symbol of the Seven Demon Kings Swallowing the Sparrow, seeing this, you can even summon the Dharma Body of the Swallowing Sparrow with this medium.

With this treasure, he was sure that he would be able to make the quasi-kings in the Phoenix Chick Ancient Realm work, after all, no one in the Demon Realm would refuse the call of a divine beast king.

Seeing the Order of the Bird King clearly, the Abyss Pterodactyl was also taken aback, he and the Sky Swallowing Sparrow were of the same generation, and the Sky Swallowing Sparrow was still his senior brother.

He naturally knew what it meant to be a token imprinted with his natal spirit.

But the monk with the mask should be a human race, why the Sky Swallowing Bird is the king of divine beasts would attach so much importance to a human race, it is a little unclear.

The autumn wind swept away, bringing up pieces of deciduous dead wood that had been roasted into black charcoal, and between several big figures in the Phoenix Chick Ancient Realm and the Ape King, they silently launched a huge chess game covering the entire Phoenix Chick Ancient Realm.

And the only one who can act as a chess player on the chessboard is a small person who stands at the top of the hundreds of millions of living beings in the Phoenix Chick Ancient Realm, and even those true monarch giants are just chess pieces.

The night grew dark, and soon the horror of the Dark Grand Canyon spread through the surrounding territory for thousands of miles at a speed like the wind.

The Dark Grand Canyon is a forbidden place, and it will suffer such a catastrophe, not only the strange scene of ghosts crying and howling, but also the boundless fire, which will burn for several days.

Countless clans began to stir, and many people thought that the darkness was about to return, and that boundless dead qi might have spread to the core of the Phoenix Chick Ancient Realm.

After all, the Dark Grand Canyon was the territory of the Bull Demon King, and even such a giant figure had never been aware of the threat, wouldn't that mean that there would be a great panic in the Phoenix Chick Ancient Realm.

All of a sudden, the hundred clans migrated, but all those who had the ability wanted to leave the Bull Demon Territory and go to the huge territory of other would-be kings.

It has been a full ten days since the Divine Legend Heavenly Society, and it has been two days since the Ghost King was killed, and the atmosphere of increasing tension and solemnity is brewing, and the Phoenix Chick Ancient Realm has become a pot of porridge.

The inheritances of some powerful people who were originally silent have emerged, and even the caves of those true monarchs and giants tens of thousands of years ago have been excavated, and a large number of treasures have attracted countless people to rob them.

Originally, all kinds of treasures were born, and at first, those holy sons relied on their own talents and the power of their followers, and they were able to catch a lot, but after just one or two days, it was difficult to even approach the location where the treasures were born.

They sensed something strange, those powerful cultivators from the Phoenix Chick Ancient Realm actually joined forces.

They were not afraid of one or two True Monarch Monks, but if a few, or even a dozen True Monarch Giants of the Vientiane Realm appeared, even the Flawless Monks of the Wuxiang Temple would not dare to provoke them easily.

A large number of monuments were monopolized by many big forces, which suddenly made these holy sons anxious, and their participation in the Divine Transmission Heavenly Association was all for chance, not just watching like this.

On the twelfth day, the Holy Son of the Great Sect of Heaven and Earth, led by the monk Wuxiang Temple, united to negotiate with the local forces, and the caution they received made them jaw-dropping.

The one who issued the monopoly order turned out to be the quasi-kings of each territory, and all of a sudden, those trialists of the Divine Heavenly Society were stunned.

The quasi-kings are all giants who have stepped into the Vientiane Realm Origin Heavenly Change level, even if they are placed in the big forces to which they belong, they are also big people who are high above.

Provoking the majesty of these giants?

No matter how arrogant they are, it is impossible for everyone to provoke the old monks of hundreds or thousands of years ago like the flawless monk and the Son of the Dark God.

If it really makes those giants unhappy, a law giant palm is slapped down, and I don't know how many people will be killed.

The Holy Sons and Divine Sons of all forces were anxious, and they searched those wild and ancient places for these days, and found a pattern.

A small part of the golden bones mentioned by Lord Zhenjie Mansion are in the hands of some strong clans, and most of them are born together with those caves and inheritances.

The fact that many giants of the Phoenix Chick Ancient Realm gave such an order was tantamount to cutting off their way to seize the golden bone, which made the Holy Son who wanted to show his talents in front of those big people unwilling.

At the top of a half-hill in the central part of this realm, there was a crowd of hundreds of monks, dressed in different costumes and all of them with unkind faces.

"No, we can't go on like this, there are still three days before the Divine Heavenly Society is coming to an end, if we don't get anything, then we won't be able to explain to the elders when we go back." ”

At the top of the mountain, a sword cultivator carried a sword box, and his green shirt fluttered overlooking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and his tone was mixed with a trace of embarrassment.

If Emperor Yunxiao was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this Qingshan swordsman was the Sword Washing Pool Sword Clan's Divine Son Sword Guiyi, and behind him, the five Dao Guardian Sword Cultivators and the Star Gongyue were guarding him.

"What the sword donor said is extremely true, the little monk has been appointed to preside over the teachings, and he needs to break a cause and effect here. If you don't want to enter those caves for a long time, I'm afraid something is wrong. ”

Less than five zhang away from the return of the sword, a delicate-looking monk sat on the raised moss with his hands folded, and layers of precious light shrouded the surface of his flesh.

The leaders of the holy sons of the surrounding families all respected these two people, and occasionally looked forward to it, it was not difficult to see that they were quite jealous of Jian Guiyi and this young monk.

It is natural that he is not a simple person who can sit on an equal footing with the sword, this monk is the flawless monk of the Wuxiang Temple who even the king of the apes has to look up to.

"I don't know what Senior Brother Wufeng plans to do? The king of the Phoenix Chick Ancient Realm has an order, and they will not easily give up the opportunity to inherit to us. ”

Jian Guiyi was a little anxious, and for a proud son like him, there was no shortage of opportunities.

The reason why he came to the declining small realm of the True Martial Realm in person was because of the mysterious great opportunity that was about to appear in the prophecy, which could help those peerless powerhouses at the Purple Mansion level to go further.

The strongest old ancestor of the Sword Washing Pond has not much to live for, only one or two hundred years left, if he can't go further, he can only fall and sit down.

In order to be able to seize that mysterious opportunity, he did not hesitate to send the sword to one, a peerless ghost talent of the sword family once in 100,000 years.

The monk clasped his hands together and closed his pupils:

"Hahaha! Why did the sword donor ask the poor monk, we have no other way but to come up with the means given by the ancestors of the major sects, otherwise, no one will be able to pay the difference. ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, the faces of the more than 20 Holy Sons and Divine Sons of the major forces present all changed.