Hearing the words of this Yuan Infant Monk, Qinglian Zhenren's face suddenly turned pale, and he was about to stand up and speak out to stop it, but seven or eight more people immediately stood up behind him, without exception, all of them were scolding and scolding the little turtle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What Seven Evil Ancestors, it's just a turtle! Hmph, if you don't dare to chase after the monks of the Mo Tu Sect, you know that you can be powerful in front of our group of old, weak, sick and disabled people, hmph, the Donglai Sect is also capable of this! It seems that the Donglai Sect was really overestimated before!"

"That's it, hum, what kind of bullshit Donglai Sect, what kind of bullshit Seven Evil Ancestors, it's just a group of bad seeds! Bully the soft and afraid of the hard cheap bones! I, Guo, stand up to the sky, I will never want to descend this kind of person, if I have the ability, kill me!"

It is said that when this scolding, if there are so many people who take the lead in scolding, it will naturally only attract more people to coax, and this is true for mortals, and the same is true for monks. Therefore, when I saw that someone took the lead, there were even more people who immediately scolded angrily. On the other hand, the little turtle was still there concentrating on studying a drop of water on his paws as if he hadn't seen or heard the movements of the Taibai Sect at all.

Qinglian Zhenren saw this group of emotions and had the heart to stop it, but when she found that the little turtle didn't care at all, she couldn't help but be stunned, and she didn't dare to talk nonsense, so she had to continue to kneel and worship, lowering her head and not daring to say a word. However, not all the monks of the Taibai Sect stood up and scolded, and there were still sixty percent of the disciples who still knelt respectfully and did not dare to raise their heads at all. As for the disciples of the Donglai Sect, standing around at this time, they were also like wood carvings, and no one moved at all!

In the blink of an eye, half a pillar of incense passed, and the little turtle suddenly raised his head, swept around the Taibai Sect monks who were kneeling in front of him, and said: "It's time to stand up and scold, right? Very good, the time for a stick of incense is almost up, so be it! Those who dared to insult this ancestor just now should be killed immediately, and their souls will be scattered, and they still want to be a good man in the next life?

And at the moment when the little turtle turned around, immediately, the three monks of the Donglai Sect who were surrounding around moved, led by Sikong Jun, Wei Yuan, the white-haired Demon Monarch, and hundreds of other Yuan Infant Stage monks immediately suddenly made a move, and directly bombarded the more than 2,000 Taibai Sect monks who had just stood up, and behind them were nearly 10,000 Jindan stage monks, who also sealed and pinched the trick and bombarded them.

Seeing this overwhelming spell bombarding from all directions, the monks of the Taibai Sect who had just spoken suddenly panicked, and immediately someone shouted loudly: "Ancestor, help, Ancestor, we Taibai Sect can't be a bad seed! Kill them! Don't be afraid of the dog thieves of the Donglai Sect!"

At this moment, the little turtle walking with his head held high in the distance suddenly stopped, turned his head, glanced at the Qinglian real person who was kneeling down with great meaning, and said lightly: "You can try!"

This sentence made Qinglian Zhenren, who originally saw that his disciples were being slaughtered and wanted to save them, was stunned for a moment, and then the whole person trembled, and there was a trace of helpless bitterness in his eyes, so he had to continue to clench his fists and kneel. Not only him, but the disciples of the Taibai Sect who had not stood up before also knelt down one by one and did not dare to move, and even if some disciples came closer, they did not dare to stretch out their hands in the slightest.

The little turtle glanced at Qinglian Zhenren, sighed, turned around and said, "Hurry up and solve all the things here, and then the white-haired demon lord will leave the fourth part behind, and the rest of the people will immediately follow me to the teleportation array to pursue the monks of the Motu Sect!"

However, when he turned around, the little turtle's eyes were slightly red, and he secretly said in his heart: "Little Tianzi, where are you......? I've laid such a big foundation for you, you should hurry back and inherit it, with these people, we can kill back to Jiuding Sect at that time, and even destroy Xuantian Sect, when the time comes, you can take revenge!

Immediately, for the three monks of the Donglai Sect, killing those more than 2,000 people was just a warm-up, and each of them didn't even have a turn, and the battle was over. It was really because the combat strength of the two sides was too different, and the disciples of the Taibai Sect were bent on death, so naturally they ended the battle without blowing their hearts. Immediately, in addition to the monks of the fourth part, Sikong Jun of the second department and Wei Yuan of the third department immediately led people to follow closely behind the little turtle and went straight to the teleportation array.

As for the Ge Family Immortal Venerable, the little turtle had already sent him a message and asked him to guard the Taibai Sect. After all, although the little turtle had just killed a group of people who had just taken the lead, the little turtle still understood the indispensable principle of guarding against people, and naturally would not let the other party have a chance to cut off his way back, so he left the Ge family Immortal Zun to guard this place early. The Ge family Immortal Venerable naturally vaguely guessed the little turtle's mind at this time, but he just sighed and didn't say anything.

Millions of miles away from here, the Ink Soil Sect Fan Mo Ancestor was running like a lifeless man, and the fright he was given by what had just happened was too violent. The Seven Evil Ancestors of the Xuantian Continent really came, and ...... It seems that he was still invited by the Taibai Sect, and if he ran slowly, he might be killed by the other party. You know, it's a real holy beast, and I heard that my cultivation has also reached the Great Perfection of the Ancient Realm, so I'm not an opponent.

The running of the Fan Mo Ancestor made the monks of the Motu Sect extremely surprised, except for a few high-ranking monks who guessed the identity of the little turtle, the others were still indignant.

"Ancestor, Ancestor, wait!" Just when Ancestor Fanmo just thought that he had run a million miles and could walk a little slower to rest, a monk immediately caught up behind him, panting breathlessly, and shouted: "Ancestor, no...... No need to run...... Don't run so fast!...... Call...... Hu ...... "The person who came is none other than Wang Xian, the sect leader of the Motu Sect.

The reason why this Wang Xian was able to chase the Fanmo Ancestor so tightly was because he had a flying magic weapon, and the other was that he had a lot of pills, which was okay at first, but later on this half-pillar of incense If it wasn't for the pills to restore the aura, he really couldn't keep up with the Fanmo Ancestor.

The Fan Mo Ancestor glared at him angrily and scolded: "Did I run away? Ahh

"Ancestor, if what I expected is right, this Seven Evil Ancestor should not be chasing after me!" Wang Xian finally relieved himself a little, swallowed his saliva and said.

"Fart, don't use your garbage head to think about the behavior of other holy beasts, oh, if you say it doesn't come, it really won't come! If it comes in a while, will you stand it? Really! How can my Motu Sect have such a stupid person as you as the sect master, and you are so angry and decayed!" The anger in the stomach of the Fan Mo Ancestor was nowhere to spread, and when he saw Wang Xian at this time, he naturally scolded him.

Wang Xian's face changed slightly, he grinned awkwardly, hugged his fists and said: "Ancestor, listen to me! I don't know if you just found out, this Seven Evil Ancestor seems to be the only one when he came, and the one next to him is a disciple of the Taibai Sect!"

"Is there anything?" asked the Fan Mo Ancestor with a cold snort.

"That's right, I guess, this Taibai Sect is bound to be fighting with Donglai Sect now, where can we take care of chasing us? We can completely retreat slowly now, and then open the defensive array safely!" Wang Xian said this, and immediately showed a smiling face, and squeezed his eyes towards Fan Mo Ancestor.

"What do you mean? You mean, the Taibai Sect will despise the Seven Evil Ancestors because they are alone, and then deny the benefits and conditions promised to the Donglai Sect before? This can't be, if he Qinglian Old Ghost is really so confused, then this is really speechless!" Fan Mo Ancestor couldn't help but glance suspiciously at the direction of the Taibai Sect's mountain gate behind him.

Wang Xian touched the goatee on his chin, smiled, and said, "Ancestor, don't worry, if the disciple's expectations are good, this will, Donglai Sect and Taibai Sect will already fight! Moreover, Taibai Sect will definitely lose! So, do we still need to run in such a hurry?"

Fanmo Old Ancestor glanced at Wang Xian suspiciously, and said, "You mean, we will go back to fish in troubled waters now?" You are so stupid, ah...... Do you dare to go back? Aren't you going back and hitting the muzzle of the gun? Really, shut your foul mouth, and if you dare to talk nonsense, my ancestor will slap you to death!

Wang Xian suddenly looked aggrieved, and secretly said in his heart: "I didn't say I wanted to go back!" However, he didn't dare to speak anymore, so he had to kneel down and worship beside the ancestor of Fanmo, while taking out the sound transmission jade slip to gather the monks of the Motu Sect, and at the same time taking out the elixir to restore the aura.

An hour later, the disciples of the Motu Sect who had fled back finally gathered more than seventy percent at this time, and more than thirty percent of them either cultivated too low and were still halfway through, or they went in the wrong direction and lost them directly, but fortunately, the monks who could be contacted were all recovered. Seeing that everyone had almost gathered, the ancestor of Fanmo gave an order for everyone to set off again and return to the sect directly.

But at this moment, in front of the monks of the Motu Sect, a black line suddenly appeared in the direction of the border between the Taibai Sect and the Motu Sect, and this black line was rapidly approaching. Fan Mo Ancestor immediately exuded a sense of divine sense, and his face suddenly changed wildly, and he shouted: "This is ...... This is...... Monk of the Donglai Sect!"

At this moment, a figure immediately appeared in front of the army of the Motu Sect in a flash, it was the little turtle, who was staring at the round little eyes at this time, and the four little paws were sliding slowly, looking at the ancestor of Fanmo and the others with a very pleasant look, and asked faintly: "Yo, where are you going?

At this time, the ancestor of Fanmo had already felt a storm in his heart, he had just sensed that the other party's cultivation was indeed higher than his own, and it was much higher, it seemed that this legend was not false. Gritting his teeth, the ancestor of Fanmo immediately walked out, hugged his fists and bowed to the little turtle: "The younger generation meets the ancestor of the Seven Evils, and before the order of the ancestor, immediately withdraw from the army! I don't know why the ancestor wants to stop him now? I don't know if the ancestor has anything else important, please ask the ancestor to command! The ancestor has something to send, and the younger generation will never give up!"

The little turtle said lightly: "Oh, by the way, there is indeed one thing, that is, to hunt you down!

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(To be continued)