"Is this the sound of the Nine Nether Bells? How could the Zong ring this bell? Could it be that a senior elder has fallen? ”

"Wait, Nine Rings! Hey, this is the fall of the Master Ancestor of the Tongshen Realm! ”

"How so? My Primal Holy Land shouldn't have a Divine Realm powerhouse that has been depleted in the near future, right? ”

Countless people were in an uproar, puzzled, and stunned!

The news also blew like a hurricane in all directions, and after a while, it caused a sensation in the entire Wanxing Sea, and various sects also sent people to the door to offer condolences.

After all, it was the powerhouse of the Divine Realm who fell!

This level has long been the top existence of the Ten Thousand Star Sea, each of them can live for several eras, and they can casually establish a 10,000-year immortal clan to ensure the prosperity of a 10,000-year clan.

But this kind of character has quietly fallen, how can it not be shocking?

Who happened and what were the causes and consequences? Who is the murderer?

These questions have attracted the attention of hundreds of millions of monks in the sea of stars, and all kinds of gossip are flying all over the sky.

……

Scattered Cultivation Alliance, Eight Desolate City

The insect Taoist clone controlled by Wei Han sat silently in a restaurant drinking tea, surrounded by all kinds of casual cultivators, and everyone's faces were full of doubts, curiosity, and worry.

"Do you know which ancestor died in the Primal Holy Land?" An old man couldn't help but arch his hand and said: "If there are masters who know, I hope to inform one or two, the last time the powerhouse of the Divine Realm fell was a hundred years ago, when it led to the conflict between the Heavenly Holy Land and the Four Elephants Holy Land, and many people died one after another, this time it won't affect us, right?" ”

"Yes, how can a good person have a strong person in the Divine Realm fall? Aren't these all old monsters that have lived for thousands of years? ”

"Every time a strong person in the Divine Realm falls for no reason, a big war will be set off, and eighty percent of us will be implicated!"

"Is this Eight Desolate City still safe? Who knows if you want to move away? ”

The scattered cultivators were talking in panic.

As the lowest level of this sea of ten thousand stars, any turmoil is enough to kill them, not to mention disasters such as rising prices in various places, robbing and repairing, taking advantage of the fire, etc., they really can't withstand the slightest wind and waves.

At this time, a middle-aged fat man in Chinese clothes was sipping wine, and said incomprehensibly: "Do you know who fell this time?" ”

"Oh? Do you have an insider? ”

"Friends of the Dao, say it quickly, the store has good wine."

"Yes, if you have an insider notice, you should spend your own account today." When the people around heard this, they couldn't help but get excited.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk smiled and spit out a shocking melon: "There are relatives who practice in the Taichu Holy Land in Xia, and it is said that the one who died this time is Xu Feng Xu Shizu, who is known as the chess saint and is as wise as a demon!" ”

"Impossible, how is this possible?"

"Yes, Master Xu became famous at a young age and is only a thousand years old now, and he still has a few thousand years to live."

"It is rumored that this Master Xu has good means, and he hides it and doesn't like to go out, how can he be plotted to be killed?"

Everyone was in an uproar, and the whole restaurant seemed to be about to explode!

Smart people had already made up a lot of conspiracies and tricks in their minds when they heard that Xu Feng had an accident, and this was what the Taichu Holy Land wanted to see, they didn't want to hide the news at all, and deliberately sent someone to release a lot of details.

"Huh!" The middle-aged fat monk squinted his eyes and continued: "You don't have to doubt that such a big thing is definitely not something that can be made by thinking nonsense, it is indeed Master Xu who died this time, and he was still cursed to death. ”

"What? How is this—how is this possible? ”

"What? How is this—how is this possible? ”

Now the whole restaurant was completely fried.

But anyone with a little common sense knows that it is very difficult to kill a person by cursing, even a Demon Sect monk who is well versed in this way does not dare to use it much, after all, this is a means of self-damage and injury to a hundred enemies.

Xu Feng Shouyuan still has thousands of years to live, how can he be cursed and killed?

"Shopkeeper Liu, you're not joking, are you?" Someone familiar with him immediately asked: "Wan Xinghai has never had a case of a powerhouse in the Divine Realm being cursed and killed, and it is rumored that more than a thousand years ago, there was a peak monk of Yuanying who was about to dry up and was artificially cursed, what you said is simply impossible." ”

"Huh!" The middle-aged fat monk pulled the corners of his mouth and said sarcastically: "How is it impossible? Such a big thing, can the Primal Holy Land hide it if it wants to? Master Xu's life card has been shattered, and the Nine Songs of the Netherworld Bell has been struck, so you can find out by asking the disciples of the Taichu Holy Land casually. ”

"I have a familiar Taoist friend who is also in the Taichu Holy Land, it seems to be true!"

"No, who can be cursed and killed by connecting to the God Realm?"

"I heard that it was done by Zixiao Holy Land, and Master Xu planned the matter of the Earth Demon Realm to kill Wei Han, and he was naturally retaliated against afterwards."

"Good guy, this is an example of killing chickens and monkeys!"

When everyone is talking!

Many of the ears and eyes sent by the Taichu Holy Land continued to carry a rhythm, and for a while, all kinds of news flew all over the sky, and the spearhead was directly pointed at the Zixiao Holy Land.

In this regard, Wei Han didn't expect it!

He just wanted to solve the mastermind behind the scenes, but he didn't expect the other party to have such a quick countermeasure plan, although he successfully destroyed Xu Feng, but it caused more trouble to Zixiao Holy Land.

"This time, I was a little reckless!"

Wei Han knocked on the table while pondering and analyzing.

But if you think about it seriously, it's not wrong to be reckless, people like Xu Feng have a very high IQ, and in order to plan to kill him, he even calculated the entire Wanxing Sea, and came up with the Yang plot in the Earth Demon Realm.

If he is allowed to live again, sooner or later there will be an even greater crisis.

Therefore, although killing him has brought trouble to Zixiao Holy Land, it is very cost-effective to kill him in the long run, and a little dirty water splashed on his body cannot really make the sect hurt his muscles and bones.

"With the death of a Divine Realm powerhouse plus several Holy Sons, the Primal Holy Land will definitely not give up under the anger, although it will not go to war directly, but there must be a lot of targets in the open and in the dark."

Wei Han glanced at the rhythmic scattered cultivation in the crowd, a trace of coldness flashed in his heart, and he probably guessed that they were nothing more than trying to advocate the threat of the Zixiao Holy Land, so as to attract the major holy lands to exert pressure together.

Due to the heavy losses of the major holy lands in the Earth Demon Realm, if the Taichu Holy Land is preached for a while, it is really possible to bring a wave of rhythm and bring a lot of trouble to the sect.

Since this matter was caused by Wei Han's thoughtless thinking, he was naturally embarrassed to stay out of it.

"It seems that we have to find a way to cover up the past."

Wei Han rubbed the bronze mask on his face, and thousands of plans flashed in his heart.

If you want to extinguish a fire, the best way is naturally to put a bigger fire, and when everyone's attention is attracted away, the plan of the Primordial Holy Land will naturally be defeated.

As for where should this bigger fire burn?

Wei Han's eyes flickered and he looked at the outside world, and he already had a plan in his heart.

His two clones have been lurking in the Eight Desolations City for so long, it's not just as simple as collecting intelligence, and it's not difficult to do something.

(End of chapter)