"Fake?"

"The heart of the world can also be fake?"

The figure of the master of the Shenxiu Gate came quietly.

He opened his palm, inhaled the heart of the world into his palm, and felt it carefully, and found that it was indeed not the complete heart of the world.

"Dead fat man pits me!"

"Holy Xuzi, my Shenxiu Sect is inseparable from you!"

The eyes of the master of the Shenxiu Gate breathed fire.

Looking at the broken and dilapidated heart of the world in his palm, he remembered the losses he had suffered at the hands of the Holy Void in the past.

originally thought that his good apprentice Yunlu would be smarter, but he didn't expect to fall for that slippery fat man.

However, Yunlu has a high talent, and it is likely to break through the Emperor Realm in the future, and the master of the Shenxiu Sect is reluctant to blame.

In the future, Shenxiumen will have to rely on Yunlu to support the scene.

"Master, it's all my fault!"

Yunlu took the initiative to admit his mistake and explained all the things that happened in Apocalypse City.

Among them, he naturally said that he was captured, and how he was exposed in public.

As he spoke, he was furious in his heart, and the petals around him were scattered, adding a few touches of evil.

At this moment, he just wants to take people to Apocalypse City again, and the fields he lost before must be recovered one by one.

Especially the fat man with a kind face and a black heart, and the Confucian and Taoist monks who ruined their own good deeds, even if they can't win, they have to find a way to disgust each other.

"It's not your fault, it's the dead fat man in the Star Picking Pavilion who deceives people too much!"

"Even if Shenxiumen hasn't been promoted to the second-rate force of the Immortal Realm, he can't bear this evil breath!"

The master of the Shenxiu Sect also wanted to ask for an explanation from the Star Picking Pavilion.

Not only because Yunlu is his favorite disciple, but also because he has endured the Holy Void for a long time.

The master of the Shenxiu Gate pinched the seal with both hands, and a token flew to the boundary gate, and the token shone brightly.

In the small world of Shenxiumen, bells rang one after another.

"Door Master's Order!"

"It looks like there's something big going on again, and there's something to play."

"I don't know how many new members can be added to the Deadpool army this time."

A black-clothed elder flew into the air, followed by black figures, each holding a black scimitar in their hands.

In front of the boundary gate, flying boats flew out of the small world of Shenxiu Gate.

The Shenxiumen Deadpool on each flying boat can at least fight the Immortal King together.

There are hundreds of such flying boats.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and seven figures appeared in front of the flying boat.

These seven figures are the seven elders of Shenxiu Sect.

Those who are the weakest in cultivation also have the strength of the middle stage of the Holy Rank.

The strongest cultivator is the black-clothed elder at the peak of the Holy Rank, who is in charge of the entire Shenxiu Gate Deadpool.

His cultivation was even a little higher than Yunlu, and he was only one step away from becoming an Emperor Realm cultivator, only under the master of the Shenxiu Sect.

This is the essence of Shenxiumen.

Such a big movement has already alarmed some small forces around.

But Shenxiumen has always acted domineeringly, and no one dared to step forward to investigate.

Flying boats are urging, and terrifying waves of aura are surging.

On a flying boat at the front, a black flag was raised.

On the flagpole, the treasure connoisseur was abolished and repaired and tied to it.

The sky was cloudless, a breeze was blowing, and it seemed to be raining in the distance.

"It's going to rain?"

"It's a good day, how can you say that it will change?"

"Does God even think I've been wronged?"

The treasure connoisseur tied to the flagpole looked at the sky in despair and blankness.

Even though there were no clouds, it rained.

Just like him, obviously he didn't do anything wrong, but Yunlu just wanted to sacrifice him to the flag, which was too wrong.

The treasure connoisseur regretted it immensely.

He doesn't regret joining Shenxiumen, joining Shenxiumen can bully people and do evil.

He regretted offending Yunlu.

In Shenxiumen, offending Yunlu is a fatal thing.

"Don't say that the heart of the world is fake, you want to kill me, and if you say it, you still want to kill me, isn't this TM in vain!?" The connoisseur was depressed.

Looking at the sudden drizzle, the master of the Shenxiu Sect frowned slightly.

This rain ...... How does it feel that something is wrong.

Urging his divine sense, the master of the Shenxiu Sect began to check the surrounding situation, and a figure from a hundred miles away fell into his divine sense.

It was a scholar in a green shirt who was crossing the void, and seemed to be coming towards Shenxiu Gate.

In his divine perception, the other party was just a Confucian monk with a mediocre breath.

So, he didn't take it to heart.

Wait a minute!

How could this person be so similar to that Confucian and Taoist monk who was so powerful that he couldn't find out the specific cultivation at all?

The master of the Shenxiu Sect suddenly remembered what Yunlu had just explained.

My heart tightened, and a bad premonition rose.

In the distance, Gu Lan's gaze crossed the clouds, crossed the master of the Shenxiu Gate, crossed the flying boats, and landed on the gate of the Shenxiu Gate.

"Heh~"

Gu Lan smiled softly, he came here with the purpose of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots to prevent future troubles.

Unexpectedly, Shenxiumen seemed to have the same idea, and gathered all the people for himself in advance...... I really thought of a piece!

Just right, all in one go.

Gu Lan raised his hand, and the drizzle in the sky suddenly stopped.

It's not that the rain has stopped.

Instead, all the raindrops between heaven and earth were stagnant in mid-air.

This kind of great power that is enough to affect nature makes the eyes of the cultivators of the Shenxiu Sect shrink.

The next moment, his hand pressed down slightly.

In an instant, a gentle drizzle fell on the location of the Shenxiu Gate.

The drizzle is like a knife, it seems to be slow, but in fact the speed is comparable to a flying sword.

Sword intent turns into rain, this is the new sword path that Gu Lan has comprehended since he came to the immortal realm.

Integrate the sword intent into all things in heaven and earth, drizzle can be a sword, spring breeze can be a sword, autumn leaves can be a sword, winter snow can be a sword, and everything can be a sword.

A small drop of drizzle contained a sword intent that was difficult for even the powerhouses of the Emperor Realm to match.

It can cut the sun, moon and stars, and break the clouds of the world.

In the face of the overwhelming drizzle of sword intent, the master of the Shenxiu Sect felt that his soul was trembling.

"Get out of the way!"

The eyes of the master of the Shenxiu Sect were extremely frightened, and there was only one thought left in his heart to escape.

Who would have thought that an ordinary Confucian and Taoist monk would be such a devastating offensive as soon as he made a move.

Even the sword intent that can change everything in heaven and earth can't be seen by monks below the emperor realm, let alone resist.

The master of the Shenxiu Sect himself is a cultivator of the Emperor Void Realm, and he does not dare to resist either.

Taking advantage of the fact that the sword rain had not arrived, the master of Shenxiu Gate did not look at his beloved disciple, and turned around and ran away.

Even thinking that Yunlu could use his body to catch a few more drops of drizzle, it could be regarded as repaying the teacher's kindness.

Seeing that the master of his own family seemed to be running away, one by one the disciples of the Shenxiu Sect began to be confused.

The most confused is Yunlu.

From Gu Lan's appearance to his shot, and then his own master turned to leave, all this happened too fast.

It must be that something is wrong with the small world of Shenxiumen, and the master will leave in a hurry.

Yunlu comforted himself like this.

"It's just a water type spell, and it doesn't seem to have much attack power."

"Confucian monk, let me meet you today!"

With the urging of true qi, Yunlu was ready to fight back.

The true qi around his body surged, and patches of red wind surrounded his body, flying in the direction of the drizzle.

Every piece of wind is equivalent to a blow from a peak monk of the Holy Rank.

Hundreds of Gangfeng attacked at the same time, and it was not easy for even his own master to deal with it.

What about the Confucian and Taoist monks, their physique and strength are not bad, Yunlu seems to have found some self-confidence again.

The wind drifted towards the drizzle, and the two touched.

The drizzle penetrated unhindered and annihilated the wind.

Destroy the wither!

When he raised his eyes again, the pouring of the general trend between heaven and earth could no longer be resisted.

Yunlu was alone in the face of the confrontation with Tsing Yi, who was standing above the general trend, and a feeling of being a mantis arm suddenly rose in his heart......