After hearing Mu Kong's words, Ling Zhan froze in place, and muttered in his mouth: "Martial Dao Extreme, Martial Dao Extreme, shouldn't Martial Dao Extreme be in the Holy Land?

Mu Kong walked up to the purple-gold wooden stick, with a joke on his face: "Of course, the ultimate martial arts must go to the sect holy land, but what if the sect holy land is destroyed?"

"What, the Holy Land of the Sect was destroyed?" Ling Zhan's face was full of incredulity, he never imagined that the Holy Land would also be destroyed.

Mu Kong looked ahead, walked through the golden wooden stick, walked towards the inside, and said: "Senior brother, there is nothing impossible in this world, if the holy land lasts forever, then what is the holy land of the Bing Ge Sect that we went to before, and what is the unknown holy land that you handed over to the sect?"

After hearing Mu Kong's words, Ling Zhan was stunned, the original Holy Land of the Heart Dao could also be destroyed, and at the same time, there was a trace of confusion in his heart: "Senior brother, the martial arts powerhouses of our sect are all in the Holy Land of the sect, so how did this martial pole be imprisoned here?"

Mu Kong smiled on his face and replied: "It's not that the people from the Holy Land of the Sect don't come back, didn't my father come back last time and brought you a red cloud, as long as the Sect is in trouble, the strong people in the Holy Land will be able to arrive soon." ”

"Senior brother, do you know how this Wu Ji was imprisoned here?"

Ling Zhan was very curious, when a person surpassed Wuzun and reached Wuji, his strength was not invincible in the world, at least it was all over the world, in the eyes of these people, Wuzun was also like an ant to kill casually, if you want to trap Wuji, how much power does it take?

Mu Kong touched his smooth and shiny head, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "This martial pole is called Cheng Silie, and he is the sect master of the Eastern Wilderness Sect a hundred years ago, at that time, the top ten sects in the Southern Wilderness Region, the Eastern Wilderness Sect ranked ninth, and the sect leader Cheng Si was violent and murderous, and he didn't know that he suddenly became evil, and took the Eastern Wilderness Sect to slaughter the tenth-ranked Chentianfu and the eighth-ranked Thundercloud Sect overnight, and then the remaining seven major sects jointly launched a hunt for the Eastern Wilderness Sect, forcing the mountain gate to kill the thirteen martial artists of the Eastern Wilderness Sect. ”

Ling Zhan listened with relish, and said with his cheeks, "And then?"

Mu Kong continued: "Wuzun is the foundation of the sect, the Eastern Wilderness Sect died thirteen Wuzun at one time, and in the end, only Cheng Silie was left, the foundation is gone, and the sect is abolished. Originally, this matter did not involve the Holy Land of the Eastern Wilderness Sect, but this Cheng Silie had a grandfather who was the seventh turn of the martial pole, and Cheng Silie told the sect that there was a difficulty, and the Holy Land of the Eastern Wilderness Sect dispatched twenty-eight martial poles at a time, and he had to destroy all the sects in the Southern Wilderness Region. ”

"Since this Cheng Silie is here, the battle of destruction has obviously not succeeded. Ling Zhan looked at Mu Kong and said.

Mu Kong nodded and said: "Of course, the Eastern Wilderness Sect dispatched only twenty-eight martial poles, and the ten major sects of the Southern Wilderness Region dispatched hundreds of martial poles at a time, directly taking the old nest of the Eastern Wilderness Sect, and those martial poles died and died, and finally dealt with the matter here before returning to the holy land." ”

"By the way, senior brother, you said that this Cheng Silie is a sect master, and his strength should not reach the martial pole, our Murray sect master is just a martial saint realm, and his cultivation is still below you, could it be that this person broke through at the last moment?"

"Boy, you're not bad at all. When he became a martial saint, he became the suzerain of the Eastern Wilderness Sect, and later for some reason his strength skyrocketed, and in two or three years of kung fu, he broke through the martial saint and became a martial master. If you think about it, three or two years of kung fu is just a blink of an eye for a martial artist, but in the blink of an eye, he broke through from a martial saint to a martial artist. And I'm trapped in the Martial Saint for thirty years!" Speaking of this, Mu Kong felt a little unhappy in his heart: "This Cheng Si Lie has also created the fastest speed of our Southern Wilderness Cultivation Honor, and he will become a Martial Saint at the age of thirty-two!"

Ling Zhan opened his mouth wide: "No matter how fast you cultivate, you can't become a martial artist at the age of thirty-two!"

Although a long time ago, Bing Ge Tower's machine spirit told himself that if he wanted to break through the ninety-nine-story tower, the minimum strength would reach Wuzun, and there were only ten years left. If you want to become the master of Bing Gota, you must reach Wuzun within ten years, and when Ling Zhan heard it, it was as if he had been tricked. Obviously gave yourself hope, but let yourself fall into the abyss of disappointment, it is even more uncomfortable than killing yourself.

Seeing that Ling Zhan stayed where he was and didn't say a word, and thought that he was stunned, Mu Kong smiled: "Little junior brother, I told you before, there is nothing impossible in this world, besides, this Cheng Silie became a martial artist at the age of thirty-two, which is just a record in the Southern Wilderness Region within 10,000 years, and there are others in other major regions who are faster than him." Mu Kong paused and continued, "Thirty years ago, when I first became a nine-star martial saint, I once represented the Southern Wilderness Region to participate in the competition of the five major regions, I thought that becoming a nine-star martial saint at the age of forty was already considered against the sky, but later when I came to the Northern Barbarian Domain and saw the geniuses of other sects, I realized that I was compared to others, which was simply a small thing!"

"Oh, really?"

Ling Zhan knew it in his heart, don't look at Mu Kong's big body as if he was a stupid big man, in fact, he was the most outstanding genius of the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Sect in a hundred years, except for the six great martial artists, he was the number one master of the sect. But listening to the tone of the senior brother's speech, it seems that he has seen someone more powerful than him, is this possible?

Mu Kong nodded, and said Of course it is true, every fifty years, the five major regions of the Eastern Green Domain, the Southern Wilderness Domain, the Western Pole Domain, the Northern Barbarian Domain, and the Middle Earth Domain will unite to select the best geniuses in the world, but only martial artists under the age of fifty can participate, and the top ten participating in the selection can enter the legendary Glorious Holy Land. At that time, I was young and vigorous, and I followed my master to the Northern Barbarian Domain, where it was held, and I thought that I could easily win the championship with the strength of my nine-star martial saint, but I didn't expect that I had seen many perverts, all of them were too rebellious, and they became martial artists in their forties, or even in their thirties, and the senior brother was not their opponent at all, and in the end there were only more than eighty.

"More than eighty?" Ling Zhan opened his mouth wide, a little surprised: "Senior brother, more than eighty is already good, after all, it is all the geniuses in the five regions who participated in the selection, if it were me, I might not know how many ranks." Ling Zhan pursed his lips, "You see, it will be held once in fifty years, and the next time it will be held in twenty years, I am now a little great martial artist, and in twenty years, I will be thirty-five years old, and at the current speed, I will be a nine-star martial king at most, and at most I will just pass the threshold of a martial saint." ”

"Little junior brother, you don't have to think about these things now, concentrating on cultivation is the right way. While speaking, Mu Kong came to a marked red wooden stick, looked at the black sack on it and said, "This is the wooden stick where Nanming is, Senior Brother brought you here this time, just to let you teach him a good lesson." ”

Seeing that Mu Kong no longer talked about the fifty years of world selection, Ling Zhan didn't ask much, speaking of which, this was also a sad thing for the senior brother. Thirty years ago, the senior brother was forty years old, which happened to be the age of competitiveness, and the young and vigorous senior brother followed the master to the Northern Barbarian Domain, and was about to show his skills but was abused by others, and he was also abused by Xiang.

Senior Brother was already a Nine-Star Martial Saint thirty years ago, and a full thirty years ago have passed, and Senior Brother's current realm is still a Nine-Star Martial Saint. I have to say that the events of that year had a great impact on him. If Senior Brother didn't participate in that world selection, maybe he would have become a martial artist by now. However, I heard Mukong say that the top ten can go to the Radiant Holy Land, what is this Glorious Holy Land?

"Senior brother, come here. Just when Ling Zhan was thinking wildly, Mu Kong called Ling Zhan: "Nanming, this guy has come out of the black bag, and there are several other elders of the Soul Devouring Sect, do you want to play a game of whack-a-mole?"

Ling Zhan looked into the distance, the black bag on the red wooden stick beside Mu Kong had been opened, and these people were all spies of the Soul Devouring Sect in the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Sect. Originally, some people could hide for a longer time, but after Elder Li failed to assassinate Ling Zhan, he was shocked by Murray's spiritual power, so that he confessed to all the high-level people. Now, all the chess pieces of the Soul Eater Sect are here.

Ling Zhan came to Mu Kong's side in two or three steps, looking at the qi qi in front of him, the black bag on the wooden stick was not completely opened, but a small opening exposed the prisoner's head, and as soon as the head came out, the opening of the sack was tied again, and the prisoner's neck was tightly strangled, because the qi and blood were not smooth, the prisoner's head was congested, and the eyes became very large, looking very hideous.

Ling Zhan walked in front of Nan Ming, looked at this chief formation mage who had been arrogant and arrogant, and suddenly smiled, after this Nan Ming was robbed of the chief formation mage by himself, if he honestly stayed in the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Sect to do things for the sect, he would not have fallen to this point.

However, Ling Zhan's favorite thing has always been to beat the water dogs.

Nan Ming held a grudge against himself, conspired with others to kill him, and even arranged a formation in Liuyun Peak, he really deserved to die, and he deserved to fall into such a field.

Ling Zhan didn't say a word, he directly pumped it with a big mouth, in order to take care of Nanming, Ling Zhan directly used ninety percent of his strength,

The effect was good, this slap shattered four teeth in Nanming's mouth. Originally, Nan Ming's head was bloodshot, and his eyes were bulging out like dead fish, if it weren't for Ling Zhan's carefulness, these two eyes would probably fall to the ground.

If Nan Ming is blind, maybe the dog jumps off the wall in a hurry and commits suicide directly.

No, the spiritual power and true yuan of this place are restrained, and if you want to commit suicide, you can only bite your tongue and commit suicide!

It seems that it is not enough to fan out four teeth, but also to make a bombshell attack and shatter all his teeth!

Whatever he thought of, Ling Zhan didn't hesitate and struck a long fist towards Nan Ming's face. This punch not only shattered all the teeth in Nan Ming's mouth, but also beat him into facial paralysis and directly blinded him!

Now, even if the root of Nan Mingqi's teeth is itchy, he can't grit his teeth anymore!