The words in the jade slip made Jiang Liu even more puzzled, he narrowed his eyes, and then said with a chuckle.

"Nangong is in charge, so generous, it makes the deity a little flattered!"

Join forces to expel the Qianyang Sect, and then send him the Hongmeng luck of the Great Wilderness Mountain, there is no reason for this, and no fool will believe it.

Since the other party said that Hongmeng's luck is precious, how can such a treasure be easily let go? Isn't this a big joke in the world.

"Of course, such a big gift to the Jiang Sect is not without requirements. ”

Sure enough, Nangong Taihuang's voice came over in the next second.

Jiang Liu nodded, this is normal, he asked with a light smile: "Nangong Zhangjiao, what do you want?"

"From the Jiang Palm Sect, the good fate of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect!"

Dahuang Immortal Sect, in the palace of the Sect of Masters, Nangong Taihuang rubbed a pair of jade beads in his hand, and said in a condensed voice.

On that day, the meteorite fell from the sky, and the masters in the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, and then the Yin soldiers borrowed the way, and the giants who stood on the top of the sky and the earth, all showed that there was an incredible existence in this sect.

The sect with such a strong person has a profound background, and it is not something that can be easily offended. Once provoked, it will even bring trouble to the headquarters sect behind him.

Nangong Taihuang naturally didn't dare to underestimate and ignore this, and after he personally contacted the sect, the headquarters also made a decision.

Such a master must be close, not an enemy.

The other party is in the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, and it must be for the luck of the Great Wilderness Mountain. And with such a character in the mountain, Nangong Taihuang's task is no longer complete.

Simply, it is better to assist the other party to win the dominance of the Great Wilderness Mountain, and also give up that ray of Hongmeng luck in the name of gifting.

Although luck is important, it is just icing on the cake for a sect like the Dahuang Immortal Sect. Among the general gates, the god of luck has already been born, suppressing the peace of the four sides of the sect.

Because of this, there was a previous conversation.

"Is it just that simple?"

Jiang Liu asked softly.

"It's as simple as that, but, before that, Nangong has another request. ”

In the jade slip, Nangong Taihuang's voice came again.

"Speak. ”

In the face of those who took the initiative to ally with him, Jiang Liu's attitude was not bad, this was the first time in the world, proving that the other party had a good vision.

"Sect elders, I hope that the master of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect will be able to make a move. ”

Nangong Taihuang said intently, he was a little apprehensive and nervous.

Let such a strong man make a move, in terms of his identity, it is a bit transgressive and rude, but this is also helpless, although some elders of the sect will not doubt the news, but there are also a few who are questioning.

Is there really such a strong man in the Great Wilderness Mountain? Under the battle in the air, the meteorite will be shattered with the snap of his fingers? All kinds of means are like myths.

They need to be tempted, otherwise, how can they be willing to give up making wedding dresses for others with a sense of luck? Such a treasure can even create a peerless sect again.

"Oh?"

Jiang Liu squinted, and he understood.

Everything was coming for him, and after a few shots, the Dahuang Immortal Sect found out and was afraid of it. At this time, it was just to make sure that the Sword Sect did have such power.

"Yes, if you want to test it, the elders of the Nangong Sect can come to this sect in person. ”

Jiang Liu said lightly.

"Then thank you Jiang Zhangjiao. ”

Nangong Taihuang breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party has such confidence to agree, which also means that the Great Wilderness Sword Sect does have a foundation, and such a strong person also has a deep connection with this rising sect.

Otherwise, with such a master, how could he make a move easily?

"When?"

Jiang Liu asked again.

"I immediately reported to the elders of the sect, the nearest branch of the sect is on the Tuomi Plain, which is not far from the Great Wilderness Mountain, and I believe that there will be a response soon. ”

Nangong Taihuang said immediately.

"Good. ”

Jiang Liu nodded.

His heart was unfazed, and he didn't care about the temptation that was coming. Instead, he looked at the edge of the southeastern border.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Jiang Liu's eyes were thoughtful.

The Great Wilderness Sword Sect, the edge of the southeastern realm.

At this time, this place, which had always been calm, suddenly became lively, and a tense atmosphere permeated, and the disciples of the Sword Sect looked at it vigilantly. Only separated by a border line, the dense, sturdy figures.

"What are the Mimoro Clan going to do? Suddenly gathered here!"

"Their physical skills are amazing, and the methods they cultivate are immune to spiritual methods, invulnerable, and extremely difficult to deal with. ”

"It's just powerful, it's a bunch of crazy guys with strong beliefs. ”

The disciples of the Sword Sect were solemn in their hearts, and they never dared to despise this strange clan in the barbaric desert of the southern realm.

This is a strange people, they have inherited a powerful secret method since the endless years, exercise themselves, engrave their limbs and body with strange runes, draw the essence of the sun and the moon, and refine their bodies with the aura of mountains and rivers.

I can't know the magic trick, I don't know the sword trick, and I can't even fly in the sky. But partial, infinite power, amazing defense, if it is close, the huge power can even tear apart the body of an immortal cultivator.

The Mi Mo Luo clan even has a powerful physical technique, and they walk in the void to pursue immortal cultivators, which is extremely difficult to provoke.

They are born spiritually empty and need to place faith in them. After the birth of faith, it was crazy to death, and its combat effectiveness was overwhelming, which made people fearful.

Now, this group of crazy guys gathered on the edge of the southern realm, which immediately made the Sword Sect disciples nervous.

The northern realm is at war with the Qianyang Sect, and if there is also a war in the southern realm, the situation of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect will not be good.

"Huhu!"

The wind swept through the sand, reflecting half of the sky as a gloomy yellow sand.

The Mimoro clan, their heads covered by their caps, their heads bowed, their mouths uttering strange syllables, and speaking languages that were difficult for others to understand.

As if they were worshipping the gods and worshipping, as these syllables sounded, their bodies shone with a black light, and a brutal aura spread out.

In the beginning, it was just a few dozen people of the Mimoro tribe, and as time went by, it gradually became a hundred, then two hundred, and then three hundred.

They stand very carefully, every ten zhang as a person, standing straight on the desert, their red upper body allowed the sand to lap, making a crackling sound.

When these people came to the border, they stood still, their heads hung so that their expressions could not be seen.

When, the number of people converges to a thousand. Hua Feiyun arrived, his eyes were solemn, looking at the Mi Mo Luo clan in front of him, his heart was heavy.

"What the hell are you going to do? It's not like you're going to start a war!"

With doubts, Hua Feiyun did not act rashly, but just observed quietly.

This group of people is also human, but they believe in madness, fight on behalf of the gods, and have almost distorted values and worldviews, which is very difficult to deal with.

Suddenly, Hua Feiyun's eyes froze, looking at the back of the thousand people.

Under the yellow sand-covered sky, in the dust, a figure walked slowly. With each step, he fell to his knees, threw himself to the ground, and bowed to the west.

"My heart is devout and I worship the gods. ”

"My gods protect you, and all evil will not invade. ”

With words in his mouth, this figure knelt down step by step in the eyes of the disciples of the Sword Sect, and after a long time, he reached the forefront of the Mimoro clan.

"My god is here. ”

"Worship it!"

The man at the head was like a mountain, his momentum was like a flood, and his voice was sonorous and powerful, and when he raised his head, he was exposed in two eyes.

It's the insane light of faith!

It's chilling!