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"The sect is urgently summoned!"

Wu Qi held the red jade slip in his hand, his mind was immersed in it, and his face had a different color, as if he was very surprised by the information conveyed in it. The pen "fun" pavilion www.biquge.info// updated quickly // full text without ads

When Wu Qi left the sect to practice, he left a divine thought, saying that if the sect had a major event, he would recall him. This was a routine matter, after all, the major event that required summoning disciples to experience outside was very rare for an overlord like the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect in the Broken Soul Mountain Range, and it could be said that it might not come across one in a hundred years. But now that Wu Qi has only left the sect for a year, he has received an urgent summons from the sect, and Wu Qi is not shocked.

Holding the jade slip and thinking about it, there is nothing to gain, although the days of leaving the sect are not long, but such a guess can't think of any major events that need to recall the disciples who have been trained outside. After a while, he had to give up and take back the divine thoughts in the jade slip.

"That's fine, cultivation can only be suppressed for a few months at most, even if the sect is not called, I have to go back. In the future, whether he can compete with the so-called pride of heaven and peerless geniuses in Fu Kuan's memory depends on whether he can ....... this time. ”

Wu Qi was dressed in black and stood on the top of the mountain, and the fierce mountain wind was howling non-stop. Holding the jade slip in his hand, there were many different colors in his eyes, unwillingness, anticipation, excitement, and battle spirit were mixed together ......., which was extremely complicated.

But at this moment, in the memory of Fu Kuan, who recalled the unlucky Fu family's children, there were many memories of peerless geniuses.

The mainland of Zhongzhou, where the real strong are everywhere and where the cultivation is prosperous and prosperous, will naturally not be such a remote place as the western part of Zhongzhou. Rather, in the heart of the Tongtian Mountain Range that runs through the entire continent, there are six super sects, ten major families, all countries are numerous, and hundreds of millions of human beings are cultivating the truth. There is really a prosperous scene of building a foundation like a dog and walking all over the ground.

And the peerless genius in this kind of place is naturally not comparable to the so-called genius of the Broken Soul Mountain Range or the Thousand Minerals Mountain Range. Wu Qi is now at the peak of the Formation Dan, and he is already known as the strongest genius disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect. But in the Tongtian Mountain Range, compared to those super forces, the geniuses from the ancient families, I am afraid that they are nothing.

In Fu Kuan's memory, a genius child of the Fu family, one of the top ten families, was born with a vision, one year old can tear the tiger and leopard, two years old to the peak of Qi training, five years old to build a foundation, ten years old to the Dan, and rumored to be fifteen years old when the person was promoted to the Yuan Infant entered the forbidden land of the Fu family, got the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Fu Heavenly Book, when fighting, with the aura to draw the talisman, at will the power to destroy the mountains and rivers, is one of the most dazzling geniuses of the younger generation. (Full text e-book free download)

If he hadn't gotten Fu Kuan's memory, Wu Qi wouldn't know when he would know the vastness of this world, and when he came into contact again in the future, even if he still had the heart to compete with those peerless geniuses, he was afraid that it would be too late.

But now that Wu Qi knows, he will naturally not be willing to be trapped in this remote place for the rest of his life, in a corner of peace, even if he becomes the overlord, he is just a frog at the bottom of the well. With the heart of competition, Wu Qi had many thoughts in his heart, first of all, he had to find a way to get the ancient inheritance hidden in his right arm.

He already had calculations in his heart, so he suppressed his cultivation and did not promote Yuanying. There are many different colors in his eyes entangled, and his heart is also calculating, but his face is extremely calm. With a few rubs of his hands, the red jade slip immediately turned into powder, and was thrown away by him casually, and was blown away by the fierce mountain wind.

At this time, Wu gave up. Like a meteor, it soared violently, and wisps of almost invisible glow overflowed, immediately enveloping his body, and then turned into a streamer, projected into the depths of the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

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The Broken Soul Mountain Range, the realm of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, the white bones are thousands of miles, the corpses are stinking, and countless corpse poisons are mixed together, dyeing the clouds and mist in the air into pitch black. Tumbling up, like a black dragon, crushing everything, the momentum is amazing, terrifying and abnormal.

And the deepest part of the mist, the inner sect, the inside of the council hall. Under the shroud of the colossal prohibition, in the empty hall, I saw Bai Sensen's candle flame flickering, like a ghost hall. In the center of the main hall, a huge phantom figure stood still, emitting an aura that seemed to freeze all the air.

Just when it was quiet, a slightly smaller black shadow suddenly appeared, and a hoarse voice sounded in the hall. The tone is questioning, anticipation, apprehension, and other inexplicable emotions are contained in it.

"Sect Master, what ...... about that?"

"It's finished"

Before the black shadow could finish speaking, two words that seemed to carry strange power floated out from the huge phantom in the center of the hall. It was just an instant, and the council hall, which was originally very quiet and like a ghost hall, boiled.

"It's done, it's really done. ”

"It's been 10,000 years, the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect have been waiting for 10,000 years! ”

"This is definitely my Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, no, there are also the Phantom Sect and the Hundred Poison Sect, the greatest luck in the three Soul Breaking Sects in ten thousand years, we must celebrate it. Celebrate with the whole sect, great luck, ten thousand years of luck, hahaha......"

"Immortality is hopeful, this is the hope of longevity, I originally thought that I would not be able to enter the god in this life, and I would eventually turn into a pile of dry bones. Unexpectedly, the ancestor blessed us and finally let us wait for this good news. ”

"Yes, if the patriarch has a spirit, he will be very happy. ”

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In the originally empty hall, I don't know when, one after another black shadows appeared, followed by various excited voices. There were men, women and children, and those dark shadows seemed to be extremely excited and happy, and after their voices resounded in the noble hall, there was a feeling of wanting to do a happy event.

If the inner disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect was here, he would definitely be extremely surprised. Because the many voices that sounded in the hall at this moment were clearly the voices of a Yuan Infant Elder of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect. The Ten Thousand Corpses Sect is the Demon Dao Sect of the Broken Soul Mountain Range, and no one who can sit on the position of an elder is a good stubble.

Ordinary elders, all of them have dead faces, extremely serious, and if they are in a slightly bad mood, they will kill people. But now, like children with sugar, these elders are all smiling, and they are very happy just by hearing their voices. There were even a few elders who were choked up in their tones, and they actually cried happily.

"Alas"

Suddenly, a long sigh rang out in the hall, and the huge phantom from the center came. The noisy sounds in the hall immediately disappeared, and returned to the previous quiet, but the flickering candle flame still left traces of the previous liveliness.

"Sect Master, this news has been waiting for the ancestors of my Ten Thousand Corpse Sect for 10,000 years, and now I have heard it in my generation, with such a fortunate thing, the Sect Master should be happy, why sigh?"

There was a moment of silence, and a dark figure below suddenly asked. When the other black shadows heard this, they all trembled a few times, obviously asking this question.

However, the huge phantom in the center did not reply immediately, but was silent for a long time before another faint sigh came.

"Ladies and gentlemen, that news is a blessing for my Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, but it is also a disaster. In the future, if we leave this place, we will no longer have the name of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, whether it is a blessing or a curse, whether it is life or death, whether it is immortality or death, it can no longer be in our own hands. ”

After saying this, the huge phantom in the center of the main hall gradually disappeared, and no more sound came. The other dark shadows in the hall, but at this moment, they all fell silent, as if they fell into boundless silence.

I don't know how long it took, among the many black shadows, one of them trembled violently a few times, and a very clear voice also came out.

"What the Sect Master said is right, that news is both a blessing and a curse for us. If we don't seize this last opportunity, I'm afraid that in another hundred years, we will be like our ancestors, practicing for hundreds of years, and finally turning into a handful of loess and falling into nothing. Although life and death have a fate, but if you don't fight once, who can be willing. ”

This passage also seemed to have a strange power, and after it came out of the dark shadow, the original quiet scene was broken again. A rapid breath sounded, making people feel that in that hall, there were not mysterious black shadows, but a beast trapped in a cage to make a last stand.

Just outside the main hall, in the sky above, in the depths of the tumbling clouds. There seemed to be a pair of eyes, staring at the hall below, looking at the countless people of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, and at some point, there was another sigh, and there was a faint sound.

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