"Xuan Lao Gaoyi!"

A group of monks from the Imperial Spirit Sect looked delighted, and hugged their fists in congratulations.

With the help of Xuan Lao, the crystallized mid-stage, it is enough to kill the Governor of Hope Port, overthrow the Nan Yaoguang Company, and rule in the Far South Continent!

These wanted lost dogs can also have a place to stay!

Of course.

As the leader of this group of monks, Uncle Wu seemed to be pleased.

But in fact, I sneered in my heart.

'Hum ......'

'Set things right, and help the right way?' Uncle Wu glanced at Xuan Lao, his masked black cloth seemed to be a magic weapon, completely covering Xuan Lao's true face.

'The guy who hides his head and tail, is he embarrassed to be so righteous and awe-inspiring? ’

It's ridiculous! ’

A monk who is anxious for justice and righteousness, and jealous of evil.

In today's immortal cultivation world, it is relatively rare, but it is not impossible.

But that kind of monk, who walks upright, will never hide his ears and eyes like this!

According to Uncle Wu, this Xuan Lao is probably a certain offshore force, seeing the internal turmoil in Nan Yaoguang's company, he plans to take advantage of the chaos to get a piece of the pie!

That's why they come uninvited.

found them, was expelled from the sect, and was beaten as a rebellious monk of the Imperial Spirit Sect, and expressed his willingness to help......

But that's normal. Uncle Wu is very old and sees it very clearly.

The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit.

The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit.

If there is nothing to do, it is abnormal.

What's more, only by introducing foreign forces can we counter Nan Yaoguang Company...... Set things right and kill those sect rebels! ’

With this in mind.

Uncle Wu's eyes were deep.

The cloudy old pupils flashed with an unforgettable resentment!

As for how the Imperial Spirit Sect got along with this offshore force after killing the rebels and putting things right......

What else can I do?

Mix.

After this catastrophe, the strength of the Imperial Spirit Sect has been greatly damaged, and it is already a delusion to want to maintain its previous position.

But.

There is a way that a strong dragon is difficult to suppress the head snake!

The Imperial Spirit Sect has taken root for hundreds of years in this Imperial Spirit Sea area, with intricate roots and deep roots.

Even if it is a big force from the outer sea, if it wants to rule the Imperial Spirit Sea, it also needs the cooperation of the Royal Spirit Sect...... The same is true of the meaning of this Xuan Lao.

As for the details.

There is no other question than profit sharing.

It can be discussed.

"Only the sect is rebellious...... It can only be washed with blood! ”

Uncle Wu muttered to himself, and a gleam flashed in his eyes!

……

Then.

Without further ado, this group of monks was immediately launched.

Crunch.

The old wooden door opened, and the monks walked out of the basement.

After leaving the low house, the talisman was invalid, and the mana fluctuations of this group of monks were quite obvious in this city.

- Even though the monks themselves have mastered the technique of breathing, the fluctuations that more than ten monks gathered and dispersed, after the convergence, also reached a threshold, which is eye-catching!

These monks of the Imperial Spirit Sect also know this truth.

Therefore.

There is no time to wait, and the soldiers are fast!

Airplanes!

I saw that these monks slapped the spirit beast bag one after another, and more than ten second-order spirit beast level and spirit spiders of different races appeared out of thin air.

The monk stepped on the spirit spider, the beast flew, and suddenly, more than ten foundation-building mana fluctuations, together with the demon wind gusts, like a tornado, went straight to the governor's mansion!

"Huh...... What a guts! ”

"You sects are rebellious, and you still dare to take the lead?"

"Really...... Kill endlessly! ”

In the Governor's Palace, a cold female voice sounded.

A moment later.

I saw a cold and glamorous female cultivator, soaring into the air.

The mana fluctuation in the crystallization period, Wakalian blooms!

Dressed in a dark gold robe, with long hair tied into a ponytail, he looks shrewd and capable, his expression is indifferent and cold, and there is a faint fierce aura lingering between his eyebrows!

The bearing of the superior who holds the power and kills and kills!

This crystallized nun is none other than the Governor of Harbor Hope, a real Phantom!

Power is the best elixir, and compared to what it used to be, the temperament of the Phantom Real Man has changed significantly after many years as the Governor!

"Those who betray the sect, according to the rules of the sect, should be punished with the punishment of devouring the body of ten thousand spiders......"

said.

The phantom was a real person, and his smile bloomed.

"But ......"

"I am in a good mood today, so I will spare you from your punishment and send you ......."

"Die quickly!"

Hastily!

Talking!

The Phantom Real Man looked cold.

Above the hands, thousands of silk threads flew out!

It can be seen that on the palm of her hand, a pair of long shiny black gloves with rubber texture appeared, and on the back of her hand, a spider phantom lit up!

"A thousand spider hands!"

These gloves are exactly the natal magic weapon practiced by the phantom real person!

Laugh at!

Above the silk thread, the sharp cold light flickered.

Suddenly.

Within a radius of more than ten miles, there is the sound of breaking the sky!

Meanwhile.

Accompanied by silk wire cutting.

Rumble!

In mid-air, hundreds of spirit spider phantoms emerged!

Behind the phantom, there was a stream of purple flames, as if to obscure the sky!

Mighty and unpredictable!

Crash.

The spider shadow and the silk thread seem to have turned into a monstrous wave and swept down!

Crystallized real people's shots, gestures, can induce changes in the sky.

More than ten monks of the Imperial Spirit Sect, in front of this wave of spiritual light, are like canoes in a storm, as if the next moment, they will be completely torn apart!

But.

Right now.

Xuan Lao has made a move!

He snorted coldly and offered out a pale cyan banner with golden tassels on both sides, swaying in the wind!

Raising his hand and waving the flag, the blue and gold light and shadow bloomed, hundreds of storm cyclones appeared, and the magic trick turned into countless cyan wind arrows!

Splatter!

The cyan wind bolt collides with the shadow of a thousand silkworms!

The sky was full of dazzling spiritual light, and after a while, the green shadow was sheng!

The cyan wind bolt flickered, shattering and tearing apart the phantom of the phantom real person's thousand silk spider shadows, turning them into countless spiritual lights, like fireworks, scattered and annihilated!

And the cyan wind arrow, the momentum continues unabated, and continues to attack the phantom real person!

The phantom real person's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly moved her cuffs, and sacrificed a treasured third-order middle-grade talisman, evolving into the image of the flame pillar wind scroll, and confronted it!

Whew!

Finally, the flame pillar swept away, and the power of the cyan arrow was wiped out.

With a wave of his hand, the Phantom Man scattered it.

But her face was not happy, her eyes looked at Xuan Lao, and she asked gloomily, "Crystallization stage...... Who are you?! ”

"The old man is not talented."

"It's just a loose cultivation in the open sea."

Xuan Lao Feng said lightly.

"Huh?"

Casual practice? Fool it!

A hint of coldness flashed in the phantom real person's eyes.

This round of confrontation just now.

The foundation of the opponent's mana is quite solid.

Meantime.

There is no conflict between the exercises and the magic weapons, and they are perfectly matched!

This kind of characteristics are not unfamiliar to the Phantom Zhenren, and she herself is the same, using systematic exercises, magic weapons, etc., to increase her combat power.

- Only the monks of the great sects have this kind of surplus!

Plus.

The other party is tightly wrapped, and it is clearly decorated with "I have a problem with my identity......

The Phantom Real Man can basically be sure that this unidentified crystallization mid-stage is definitely from an offshore force with considerable strength!

With this in mind.

The eyes of the phantom real person suddenly turned cold, and he looked at the monks of the Imperial Spirit Sect!

"Collusion with outsiders, should be killed!"

(End of chapter)