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In a misty cliff ten thousand feet deep, a hoarse voice suddenly came.

The sound was followed by hundreds of huge, strange Mo family spaceship Wu Lingbao, on which were densely packed with eighteen sect disciples, if you looked closely, you could clearly see that those disciples were all holding spirit grass, weapons, martial rhyme stones, and pills......

There were also various spirit beasts lying on the side of the boat.

It can be described as dragging the family!

"" was sent by a certain disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and he escaped from his life and happiness, which was the first time in the thousands of years that the Eighteen Sects had founded the sect.

That's right! The eighteen sects reached a consensus in a very short period of time, even if some sect elders had the tragic and heroic idea of co-living and dying with the sect, they could not stand the balance analysis of interests by most of the elders.

Although I don't know who came up with this idea, it was only proposed by the Xuantian Sword Sect, but if you think about it carefully, it is already the most reasonable idea under the imminent catastrophe!

Hengzhu is not my family abandoning the sect and running for their lives, everyone is embarrassed together.

The green mountains left are here, and they are not afraid of no firewood, even if the ancestors return, they can't blame.

If you succeed in fighting for your life in Fulong Mountain, it will be a feat of turning the tables against the sky and fighting against the lore!

Wonderful!

"Xinzhuo, Xinzhuo!"

Song Tianxing, Yu Zhuji and Liu Qingfeng A group of peak masters held the spiritual treasure of the sect to protect the mountain, standing at the bow of the boat in the wind, looking ahead, it was inevitable to sigh.

The person who teaches the inscription on the throne is really worthy of his name!

The people on the ninth floor of the True Yang Pagoda are really extraordinary!

Is he the chosen one who came to save the Eighteen Sects?

Could it be that it was fulfilled today?

"Hum—"

At this time, there was a command flag waved by the master of the Lingyun Sect himself.

Hundreds of Spirit Treasure Ships stopped in unison and quietly fell into the swamp at the bottom of the cliff.

A moment later, a graceful and charming figure wrapped in a majestic momentum like an abyss, flashed, stopped in mid-air for a while, looked at the cliff, and quickly left.

The martial arts enchantment of the Hun Yuan Realm is ubiquitous, with ups and downs between the virtual and the real, which makes people's hearts tremble.

That enchantress!

Fortunately, in the abyss under the mountain at noon, the mist with mixed components will not melt for thousands of years, which can block the perception of the masters of the five decays of heaven and man!

Seeing that the demon girl was gone, Song Tianxing and the others glanced at each other, and their feelings for Xin Zhuo became even more complicated.

East and West 2nd Road is not advisable, when you go to the bottom of the cliff at noon......

And so it was!

Liu Qingfeng quietly returned to the boat of the disciples of Ling Jian Peak, looking ahead with his hands behind his back, his momentum awe-inspiring.

Chu Siniang, the senior lady on the side, smiled: "You have accepted a good disciple, Xin Zhuo, this kid is really amazing!"

Behind him, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Bai Jiansan, Wang Hui and others, including Zhao Yizhu, who was holding Xiao Huang like a fairy and a fantasy like an ink painting, quietly hugged the master and the master.

Su Liuli suddenly looked at Lord Zhao Yi and chuckled, "I suddenly understand why someone like Senior Sister Zhao wants to be that kid's wife."

And the crowd looked at it.

No wonder Xin Zhuo, the little junior brother, can hug the beauty, and he can't accept it.

Zhao Yizhu didn't know how to answer, but he just hugged Xiao Huang and bowed his head slightly, and his extremely beautiful appearance was gentle and quiet, which made people feel inexplicably calm.

"Don't relax!"

However, Master Liu Qingfeng shook his head lightly at this time: "He just gave a reasonable suggestion, but the final result is still unknown, and this battle is still tricky!"

"Yes!"

The disciples clasped their fists.

Hundreds of ships continued on their way, and it didn't take long for them to cross the bottom of the cliff, and when they reappeared, they had reached the southern foot of the Fulong Mountains.

……

「……」

The top of Zhongyun Mountain.

Nearly one hundred and eighteen ancestors were silent, but their eyes showed incomprehension.

The initial doubts and reprimands for Xin Zhuo are gone.

Because they also clearly saw that the disciples of Qingyu Mountain and Shanwu retreated at a critical moment.

Then a little yellow dog actually delivered a message for Xin Zhuo.

I don't know what the letter said, but the Eighteen Sects made a move against the sky, and the Sect fled, avoiding the first killing of the Heavenly Evil, the Ghost Green Sect, the Demon Girl and the Desolate Beast.

At first, the ancestors were angry, how could the Eighteen Sects have such indiscriminate actions in the thousands of years since they were founded?

However, after calming down, I felt that it was the most reasonable, which was better than the sect inheritance being wiped out one by one.

What's more, everyone has the same style, and there is no one who has lost face.

When I looked at it again, I found that it seemed to be all that kid's idea!

In this way, the kid is not stupid, but a bold and powerful person.

Lingyun Sect Li Yu's Father Ancestor glanced at Chu Zongwei lightly, and the latter smiled back.

The Xuantian Sword Sect Master Dao Zhen chuckled and said, "Something that can be made!"

……

"This kid is really ......."

In the sky above the Great Zhou, the father and son on the broken ship naturally saw the mystery and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

……

"Kill him! This kid must not be allowed to live!"

"The Eighteen Sects are a group of mediocre people who stick to the precepts and are stubborn, how did they come up with such a cunning and cunning boy!"

"Dayan's plan has already failed halfway!"

"In the future, when all races come, the saints, emperors, and eternal heavens will come to the world, how to deal with themselves?"

"Kill him!"

In the dark clouds, there were angry roars.

……

The top of Bawangzhai Mountain.

Xin Zhuo was squatting on the ground writing and drawing, if you look closely, you can find that it is a simulated picture of a landscape, the direction of the city, and a dense battle of human figures.

The woman who had been out for a few hours flashed back from a distance, looked at him again, her face was already solemn and fearful, and then she also stared at the "graffiti" on the ground.

I don't understand.

I had to sigh lightly: "I know why you moved a tiger skin chair and ate melon seeds, you have calculated the battle of Heavenly Evil, Ghost Green, Desolate Beast and Eighteen Sects, it is here, you are watching the excitement!"

Are you sure they're going to do what you planned?"

Xin Zhuo didn't say anything, still writing and drawing.

The woman said, "You are so bold that you have such a big calculation, I really underestimate you."

Xin Zhuo still didn't say anything.

What the hell is the plan, it's just a coquettish snakeskin move and a little idea, but the time is a little accurate.

The geography of the mountains and rivers in this place, and this person's heart, he has been studying it for half a month.

"You're different from others, and I'm afraid I wouldn't have thought of these ideas that you came up with."

The woman sighed lightly again, "At least I can't think about influencing the actions of the Eighteen Sects, this is not something that a disciple should think about. I'm even wondering if you're an acquired human being, if you're an old monster who has gone through several eras?"

"It's a good idea, don't think about it next time!"

Xin Zhuo stretched, yawned, scribbled the graffiti on the ground with his feet, and sat back in the tiger skin chair, "It should be almost there!"

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

Raw fainted.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Hundreds of flying boats landed on the top of the mountain, and dense shouts rang out one after another, and the major sects and small sects occupied one place each, camped and prepared to fight the enemy.

The high-level leaders of the eighteen sects quickly gathered together, and after discussing for a while, they dispatched more than a dozen Lingtai masters to sneak into the bottomless hole on the top of Fulong Mountain.

Facing the enemy in a decisive battle here is already an established strategy, and how to use it is not Xin Zhuo's business.

It's just that a slender figure suddenly swept over under the guidance of Xiao Huang.

Zhao Yizhu!

The white clothes are like snow, like dancing, and the life is too good-looking, like a fairy.

Before he got closer, a pair of beautiful eyes locked on the woman beside Xin Zhuo.

The woman blinked, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Xin Zhuo reluctantly: "There is such a beauty, and she is not much more worried than that demon girl, who came to you?"

Xin Zhuo didn't speak, he hadn't seen him for a long time, and when he saw Zhao Yizhu again, he was a little moved in his heart.

To be honest, since the group of trialists left, except for Zhao Yizhu, there is no place in his heart.

Zhao Yizhu had already fallen to the side lightly, looking at the woman silently.

The woman hurriedly got up: "Don't get me wrong, I'm a man, and I have nothing to do with Xin Zhuo, even if he bullies him......

Xin Zhuo coughed lightly, "Get out!"

"Get out of here!"

The woman obediently stepped aside and secretly looked back.

Then he saw the beautiful woman sitting beside Xin Zhuo.

"Tut-tut......

The woman shook her head and walked into the distance, suddenly paused, and said in a voice that only she could hear, "The breath of the Ancient Desolate Sword? I'm afraid that it's a lady of the quasi-emperor family of Sandao Mountain again? Xin Zhuo, you fucking Hutu, if you play with a woman, you can play with Jiang Yuwei's stupid white sweetness, anyone dares to provoke, how can those people look down on you like a little miscellaneous hair? I look up to you again!"