Chapter Thirty-Eight: Gathering Righteousness for the Alliance, Respecting the Alliance Leader Wang Dongxuan!! (2-in-1 to follow!) )

In the Juyi Hall, there was a terrible scream!

"Ahh

In the Zhao family in the Northern Desert, the head of the family, Zhao Hui's gray beard was splashed with blood torn from his arm, adding three points of hideousness to his plainness.

He staggered two steps, clutched his severed arm, and was furious:

"Is Wang Zhangzun too domineering?!"

"Do you have to rely on force, so that we can't give in by force!"

"What's the difference between that and the north and south of Qilu Wang Yan on the Great Snow Mountain?"

Behind Zhao Hui.

The Zhao family was tense, the corners of their lips were tightly pursed, and their eyes were mixed with deep jealousy and a touch of fear.

This man...

It's like crazy!

Does he know what this place is?

This is Penglai Island, in the Juyi Hall!

Bringing together the 16 most powerful forces in the land of Qilu, the leaders of each faction are all seated here!

"With the ambition of a person like you, even if you really destroy the Great Snow Mountain, you must be the second Yan Nanbei!!"

"The Shenwu Alliance has no leader, and there is no alliance leader?"

"Judging from the old man, even if you have enough force, you are not worthy of virtue!"

Zhao Hui roared, and a layer of white gas rose from his body.

The world is different today than it was five years ago.

Sixteen convincing masters combined, it is estimated that there are more than two palms!

He was secretly taught the law by the Great Snow Mountain, and with some lucky opportunities, he also quietly peeked into this realm.

I wanted to bet on both ends to see if this Shenwu Alliance was superior in skills, or the Great Snow Mountain was standing, and then asked the Northern Desert Zhao family to take advantage of the situation to reap some benefits, and in the future era of martial arts Dachang, go further, not only in the land of Qilu.

But this Divine Martial Seven Sect hasn't been torn apart from the Great Snow Mountain yet!

This Wang Dongxuan is unreasonable, and almost slaughtered him first!

Zhao Hui's eyes showed fear.

Is that the strength that people can explode?

He's not an ordinary convincing man!

Eight hundred years ago, how could it be simple to be able to use the realm of 'God in the Fist' to promote to the rank of a martial saint.

If it is placed in the world of Luojing, such as Zhao Hui, it will definitely be a rare fetus, enough to store the real seed of dragon and tiger will!

Even so, he tore off an arm alive, and there was no room for resistance!

"This son has far surpassed the realm of the 'Jade Sword' back then, a mythical relic, yes, the mystery in that magic sword must have been thoroughly understood by him, otherwise how to explain the qi surrounding his body, which is different from us?!"

Ordinary masters of convincing qi are all pure and pure, like a hazy white mist, as if there is a true way in the forest.

He is the only one!

Dressed in Chixia, sharp and sharp, like a sword out of the sheath, everything is unslashable!

So much so that after a photo dropped his arm, Zhao Hui's eyes were filled with blood, and he didn't dare to fight Luo Jing, but wanted to suppress him with righteousness!

Of the nine gate valves, five of them were vomited blood by him, so domineering, how much hearts can he get? !

It's just that...

The old head of the Zhao family in the Northern Desert is probably old and dizzy, and he is delirious.

Maybe he himself has forgotten that not long ago, he inadvertently spoke out and shielded the demon girl who was beaten off by Luo Jing, and on Penglai Island, the bones of the former island owner Meng Huangshang were not cold, and now he is still lying in that pool of blood!

He just spoke out to protect Yan Miaozhi, not to mention that the matter of this demon girl's 'sacrificial corpse puppet' was known to the public, and it had already made the behavior of the Great Snow Mountain shameful.

Even if there is no such thing, the grudges between the two families will not be clean, and the bamboo in the South Mountains and the waves in the East China Sea will not be washed away.

came to the appointment, and colluded with Daxue Mountain, can this Jiang Xiaobai let him go?

"Old Master Zhao, what the demon girl said before she died, you heard it in your ears."

"Rushed to the doctor?"

Luo Jing looked back, looked at the staggering two steps back, and was juxtaposed with the four gate valve masters who were slapped by his own palms and vomited blood, and looked at Zhao Hui who was looking at him, and said lightly.

Boom!

A huge Zen staff was smashed out, and with lightning speed, it was immediately thrown on Zhao Hui's back!

"Wow!"

Zhao Hui's pupils widened, and a mouthful of old blood immediately spurted out and fell to the ground.

And the Xuanming Zen Master in the back was full of anger, dragging the big iron Zen staff, glaring angrily, like a demon King Kong, and suddenly stepped on Zhao Hui's thin backbone, scolding:

"Zhao Hui, you need to know that the Buddha also has King Kong's angry eyes, and it is said that the demon is subdued!"

"That demon girl makes people die and unrejuvenated, and she also controls corpses and souls, and at this moment, maybe she has asked a certain evil obstacle to borrow my sect to preside over the Dharma body, and killed me in the Sun Worship Temple, creating a boundless killing!"

"You are still in this Juyi Hall, dragging this majesty to the poor monk?!"

"Wow, yes!"

Boom!

A furious scream, a 'snap', like the sound of a watermelon breaking, the iron Zen staff flashing red suddenly had a 'Buddha pattern' floating on the surface of the body, and with a smash of it, it called Zhao Hui, who was struggling underneath, his head exploded!

"Even if there is no Fulong Mountain King Dongxuan, do you think you can still get out of Penglai Island alive?"

Wiping a handful of blood splattered on his bald head, Xuan Ming raised his palm with one hand, filled with righteous indignation, and as soon as he closed his eyes, it was as if he saw the Sun Worship Temple far away in the sky, there was a fire rushing into the sky, and the bones of the monks were piled up!

"Amitabha, if you ask the host to kill a person with his own Dharma body after death... Can the body that is stained with boundless karma still ascend to the Buddha? ”

His face was sad, but in an instant it turned to cruelty!

"Ladies and gentlemen, just as Wang Zhangzun said!"

"Today, we must come to a conclusion, whoever doesn't swear an oath, make a bloody alliance, and fight down the Great Snow Mountain together, who will not be able to get out of this Juyi Hall!!"

Nature has changed!

At least...

Shenwu Huimeng, the seven sects of Qilu who came, except for standing with a sword in their hands, blocking the door without letting a fly, are indifferent to these things.

There is also a valve that is almost a bare pole commander, with no prestige, and even the mountain gate is gone, even if he wants to destroy it again, he can't find a place outside Liu Xuanling.

Every family, after marrying the Liangzi with the Great Snow Mountain again, it is a sea of blood feud!

In particular, these leaders in the hall are all the same as the Martial Saints who have taken charge of the mythical relics.

Even though the nine major lords have thousands of troops and horses, they are powerful and wrong.

But in this Juyi Hall, the Martial Saint was angry and blood was splashed on the spot between ten steps, but it was not a lie!

The ethereal palace Lin Lingsu raised the dust.

Xiao Yan, the steward of Wanbao Villa, was also extremely indifferent after Yan Miaozhi's hysterical words were finished.

None of them are fools.

How could you not understand those words.

The people of the Yan family killed Meng Huangshang and showed them a big show.

At this moment, my family brought the elite to this Penglai Island to join the alliance, and the rear was empty.

If only the witch had told the truth before she died.

Then the remains of the elders who have been refined into a one-time 'convincing corpse puppet' may have already copied their hometown.

I can't bear it just thinking about it!

At this time!

At this moment, the current owner of Penglai Island can already kill people with his eyes.

Jiang Xiaobai slowly stepped forward.

Looking at the blazing stove, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't know where to pull out a white turban and tie it on the top of his head.

Then he turned around, drew his sword and cut his fingertips, causing the blood to drip, dripping into a large bowl on the desk in front of him, filling the wine, and then holding it up and looking at Luo Jing, looking around the audience, and breaking his drink:

"Zhao Hui, it's not a pity to die!"

This sentence is to set the tone of the present!

"The Zhao family went to the alliance, but there are only five hundred armor soldiers, plus your Qian, Liang, Yuan, and Yuwen families, and the five families combined, it is still less than three thousand!"

"'Poke the Sky Spear' Ji Yue Ji's family, with a thousand Fulong elites, and Mr. Mo Dayou, the elder of the Lanling Mo family, brought two thousand people! Coupled with the allies of the other two families, together with our and other seven peerless sects, it is enough to make up tens of thousands of elites! ”

"It's just a heavy snow pass, and that broken mountain, why can't you crusade!?"

"Now give the four gate valve leaders, or the high-ranking members of the lineage, a choice."

Jiang Xiaobai smiled, smiling brightly, but the fangs under that smile had already been exposed:

"Mix your soldiers into the other four families, and then swear with us that you will not kill the Great Snow Mountain in the future, so that the Zhao family will not be killed, otherwise you..."

"Zhao Hui's death is a lesson from the past!"

Knock knock!

After speaking, Jiang Xiaobai drank the bloody wine in one gulp!

Smack!

Then, the big bowl in his hand fell hard!

"I'm going to do things on Penglai Island, and I'm willing to pour the foundation of the whole faction, respect the king of Fulongshan Dongxuan as the 'leader of the Shenwu Alliance', make an alliance with my blood, and fight with the Great Snow Mountain, do you have any opinions?"

The seventh year of junior high school, which had been silent, was the first to react when he heard the words.

She walked over to her seat, gritted her silver teeth, dripping a drop of blood into the drink, and followed:

"Kunwu Jianchi, I am willing to participate in this matter."

Immediately after,

Fulong Ji's 'poke the sky gun' Ji Yue!

Ethereal Palace Li Lingsu!

Wanbao Villa Xiao Yan!

There is also that evil spirit, the Xuanming Zen Master of the Sun Worship Temple who can't be stopped!

And in addition to the five gate valves that have some collusion with the Great Snow Mountain, plus the other three gate valves of the Ji family!

In addition to the three brothers who lack prestige but are still actively involved,

The leaders of the nine families responded to this matter one after another!

The other four people's faces turned pale, and they looked at the figures of the blood alliance, and suddenly found...

The tide is over!

Had to start with!

...

As speculated in the Shenwu Alliance on Penglai Island.

When Luo Jing was respected as the 'Lord of the Shenwu Alliance', he made a bloody alliance with the ten forces, liquidated the Zhao family in the Northern Desert, and incorporated the remaining four gate valves!

The turmoil in several places far away in the sky has long since settled.

...

Ethereal Palace.

The first Li Lingsu took the mythical relics and took most of the elites of the sect to the Great Snow Mountain, and the garrison disciples who stayed in the three halls, six palaces and twelve gates of the sect were already insufficient.

With a certain day and night the dark wind is high.

A shadow exudes convincing power, and it suddenly plummets in the night!

Soon... The screams of disbelief, as well as the sound of corpses falling to the ground, resounded throughout the long night in this Taoist Martial Sect!

Wait until the sky turns white.

Except for about one or two percent of the disciples who fled to the bottom of the mountain.

Mountains filled with hundreds of bloody human lives.

Along with it, the wizened Dao Chief's 'corpse puppet' sounded with a strange and penetrating smile!

With a 'bang', it exploded on the golden roof of the Ethereal Palace, turning into a blood mist in the sky, making this pure place completely filthy!

...

Sun Worship Temple, yellow walls and black tiles, the solemn and solemn Buddhist Wuzong in the past, in front of the main square, there are monks' corpses lying horizontally and vertically, broken eyebrow sticks, tin staffs, broken robes, scattered all over the ground...

There was a thin old monk with his head lowered, and under the sea of blood in this mountain of corpses, he quickly dried up, and in a short time, it turned into a piece of loess and dissipated in the world.

...

Manbao Hills!

The treasures of the past, all kinds of secret vaults were washed away and looted, except for the foreign chamber of commerce, and some branches, all the remaining families, servants, and nurses...

were all the secret martial arts of the Xiao family of Wanbao Villa, and the sun-shaking finger pierced the eyebrows and died!

Xiao Qi, the owner of the young village, did not go with his uncle Xiao Yan to meet the alliance Shenwu.

So in the small courtyard of the lake, when I was practicing martial arts.

He looked at his pale father, and took his life with a cruel smile...

Then, along with him, they turned into two cold corpses.

...

Fulong Mountain!

A pouring rain, suddenly!

At this time, Mu Yuanjun was teasing his daughter Mu Mochou, watching his little daughter fall asleep with a soft face, and then stood up and looked in the direction of Penglai Island through the heavy rain, with hidden worries in his eyes:

"I don't know... How is the junior brother? ”

She pinched a piece of soothing treasure jade on her chest, watching the thunderstorms intersect outside, and her heart was uncertain for a long time.

Tonight's thunderstorm, like the rainy night five years ago, is unsettling.

In the room not far away, there was a sound of turning over boxes and cabinets for a moment.

Soon, however, calm fell back into place.

Mu Yuanjun coaxed his daughter, but he didn't care too much about it.

Until, through the window————

She saw a dark spot in the distance, and a figure loomed, and then she slowly narrowed her eyes and paid a little attention.

And when she saw the man's face clearly.

A pair of pupils suddenly began to widen slowly...

"How... How can it be!? ”

Click!

Lightning flashes!

The figure not far away was revealed, a handsome and elegant, but lifeless face.

That face!

With yourself... There are several similarities!

He was stained with blood and dragged a sharp sword as he walked out of a chamber.

Mu Yuanjun slowly covered his mouth.

It was the room where the movement had just begun.

Also... Her mother's room.

Whoa!

The rain kept falling.

Finally, a disciple on duty at night noticed this man who was behaving quite strangely, and then hurriedly stopped, sounded the alarm, and stepped forward to stop him.

Outcome... The sword moved.

One by one, the corpses fell.

Until the power of convincing shook the rain curtain, and all over the mountains, there were soldiers shaking and the sound of soldiers rubbing sounded.

Tonight...

Doomed to sleepless.

...

When the letter eagle crosses the north and south of the river.

Several letters were sent to Penglai Island, Penglai Prefecture.

The leaders of the sect of sects who had just finished purging and were about to hurry back to the sect to explore the truth of the demon girl Yan Miao's words completely stopped the original plan and fell into madness.

The ethereal palace Jinluan collapsed, and the yellow tiles of the Sun Temple were splashed with blood.

The young owner of Wanbao Villa died, and the door was robbed!

And when Luo Jing trembled and opened Fulongshan's letter...

Read it all out.

The clenched phalanges slowly relaxed a little.

In the case of Ji Wudui and the two thousand volt dragon army guarding, even if the 'Jade Xiao Sword' comes back from the dead, it is just a 'corpse puppet'.

Although the written record is shocking, it is extremely dangerous and the losses are heavy.

But fortunately, his wife Mu Yuanjun and daughter Mu Mochou in this life are under heavy protection, and there is no big problem.

But...

Listen to the angry roar of the three bigwigs across the roof!

Luo Jing looked at the familiar name of the dead recorded on it, sighed, and remembered the initial situation of coming to this world in his mind.

I couldn't help but be silent.

...

Three days later.

There are more than 100 big ships, raising the banner of 'Shenwu'.

Mighty and mighty, go east!

Along this Penglai River and Sea, they can reach the extreme eastern pass,

That is...

It does not melt all year round, a corner of the iceberg in the four seasons, and a snowy mountain.

The plan of the 'King of Qilu' Yan Nanbei completely angered the alliance of the 'Shenwu Alliance'.

So————

The curtain that will determine the future trend of this land of Qilu...

That's it!