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Seeing that the three of them looked hesitant, Landau snorted and said, "Don't you have to ask who that person is." This Lan doesn't know. I don't ask anymore, Lan is leaving, don't stop you anymore. ”

At this point, it was not good for several people to stop them, and after the Delandau people left, they looked at each other for a moment. I feel that this chaos has become more and more chaotic.

Since Kunlun left the mountain, fortunately, the head Mei Qihe ordered the mountain to be closed. No matter what, even if the demon comes in person, he can't break through Kunlun's defense line in a short time.

Thinking of this, Mo Wen and Zhu Xingyuan only thought that he was worried about Jia Jia, and comforted him twice, then saw Gu Lang shake his head: "I'm not worried about Jia Jia, but I'm thinking, what is that person so obsessed with the space spirit root?"

"Yes, I don't know if they have a soft spot for my Kunlun disciple. There was a disciple surnamed Lin before, but now he has turned his attention to your precious junior sister, and I don't know what to do?"

Gu Lang raised his head, turned his gaze to Mo Wen and Zhu Xingyuan, moved his lips, and was about to speak, but suddenly felt his heart tremble, and then Miao Wuhua's voice came from inside: "My disciples above Kunlun out of the body will come to Langya Tower to watch the ceremony immediately." Shushan Mingjian real person, the dust ceremony of the East China Sea Huadao real person was held two hours later, and he came quickly. No absence!"

A sword flew from under his feet. But blink. The three figures, like a shock, the mortals walking slowly on the flat ground only felt that they heard a few whistling sounds of the wind in their ears, and when they opened their eyes again, they saw nothing.

When the three of them appeared in front of Langya Tower, Langya Tower had already been cleaned up by the executed monks, and the good deeds could only be seen on some of the surrounding heights.

After standing in the square with his arms crossed for a while, Qin Ya and the others had already arrived.

"Master. Gu Lang stepped forward. He bowed to Qin Ya with a fist, and his pupils flashed slightly: The news transmitted between the pupil technique and the pupil technique was far more reliable than the transmission of thousands of miles.

However, a few flickering glances made Qin Ya know what had just happened.

"I know about this, don't worry about it, and pay attention to the present first. Success or failure is a sentence, and you must be desperate and careful. ”

Gu Lang bowed slightly, turned around, and looked at the few monks who were walking slowly in the middle. His expression was the same as that of most of the monks present, with a bit of admiration.

And Qin Ya, who had appeased Gu Lang, did not look at the few monks who were walking slowly like Gu Lang. But his eyes swept around roughly, and soon found the shadow of Mingyu Zhenren.

Seeing that although Mingyu Zhenren was forced to calm down, the gaze that looked at Yang Xianwen and his only daughter Yang Dongyuan was about to breathe fire still made him easily catch it.

Hesitated for a moment, although this matter was quite dangerous, but, seeing that Mingyu Zhenren was angry at the moment, it was the best time for the Hitomi technique to invade.

Qin Ya's heart moved, he lowered his head slightly, his long and narrow bangs covered the look under his eyes, and no one noticed the momentary change in his eyes.

The overwhelming invective swept in.

"This damn bad old man, I've put up with his annoying daughter for a long time, and I dare to make a move on Weiyu! If something happens to Weiyu, Izuku won't let her go. Kill that little slut and avenge Weiyu!"

Only then did he say that Jiang Weiyu also had a spatial spiritual root, Jiang Weiyu acted on things, thinking of what the Landau people said before that someone was collecting spatial spiritual roots, Qin Ya felt that this coincidence was too much of a coincidence.

Standing beside Jiang Mingyu, Zhong Bugui, a Shushan monk who was once as famous as Gu Lang, also had a somewhat unsightly face, ignoring Yang Dongyuan's pleading, and turned his head aside noncommittally.

The small actions of a few people here will not affect the progress of the above ceremony.

The bells and drums sounded in unison, and a monk who was isolated from the Langyalou Square shouted: "I really have no regrets to see so many dusty monks in this life." ”

"Hurry up and let me go, and let me see the Great Dust Master, maybe one day, we will also become such characters......"

Discussions and praises abounded.

"Dang, dang, dang-" Three bells symbolizing the completion of the ceremony rang, and the three figures at the top of the monks gathered together, looking down, the sea of clouds was rising under the seat, and the onlookers were almost involuntarily, spontaneously kneeling on the ground, and the people of the world never stopped worshipping the strong.

After the ceremony, the monks above the out-of-body did not leave, but walked into the hall one after another, and the door of the hall was closed, and the two vermilion doors closed the eyes of all the worshippers outside the hall.

"Now that Kunlun Chen Zhenren is in charge, I can make the undead of that demon become real dead, and what I am waiting to deal with is the demon and his team of henchmen. There was silence for a moment, but seeing that Miao Wuhua, who was often the first to speak on such things in the past, closed his eyes, Shushan Mingjian Zhenren hesitated for a moment, and finally crossed Miao Wuhua and took the lead in speaking.

Seeing this, Huadao Zhenren couldn't fall behind, so he immediately nodded and agreed.

"I can't wait, but I have a big secret on my body, which has been passed down for more than 100,000 years. Hua Dao Zhenren said, took off a piece of yellow cloth from his side, and bowed slightly towards Mo Wuji: "Take the five-clawed golden dragon blood!"

Mo Wuji nodded, took out a silver-blue vial from the storage bag, shook the liquid in the bottle slightly, and handed it over.

In the eyes of the people of the world, the out-of-body monk and the Tibetan god monk are already legendary figures, not to mention this legendary legend, the real half-immortal - the dusty monk?

The painstaking efforts of the Monk of the Dust: It is even more precious. In the Demon Dao, there are even demon cultivators who specialize in refining the blood of monks, among which the blood of the dust monk is even more priceless, and there has been no such thing as the blood of the dust monk in the black market for nearly 70,000 years. Yes, these old monsters who have lived for thousands of years are very precious to the hard work of the thousands of gold, and they will not let others take it away when they are idle.

But the real person of the Xia Hua Dao did not shy away from the fact that there were dozens of demon cultivators present, so under such circumstances, he bit his finger, took out the blood in his heart, and two drops of the blood of the five-clawed golden dragon fell on the bright yellow silk cloth one after another.

And they saw that the two drops of blood were stained with bright yellow silk cloth.

But I saw that the bright yellow silk cloth that had just been blocked was covered with a layer of smoke in an instant.

All the monks present were amazed at this spectacle: before this, this bright yellow silk cloth was really just an ordinary piece of silk cloth.

Rao is there are many people with pupil skills and supernatural powers, but no one can see through it.

"This thing is not a mortal thing. Before the smoke cleared, someone sighed.

Turning into a real person and speaking, his expressionless expression became more and more unattainable in the faint mist, and he was really an earth immortal.

The layers of clouds and mist finally dissipated, and the original bright yellow silk cloth also became black and white, although except for the real person, the rest of the people had not seen what it was, but the texture seemed to be a thin piece of paper.

"I see. "There is no shortage of talented people present, knowledgeable and knowledgeable, curious about this scene at the same time, but also did not forget to explain to everyone, "This must be a long-lost bloodline sealing technique, this seal in addition to the special method of opening, there are rumors that this kind of sealing technique, only a special method can be opened, and the seal will never fall off on its own, but unfortunately, it has been lost." “

"It's really lost. Huadao Zhenren hooked the corners of his lips, and his eyes showed a bit of unfathomability, and he only said, "But I have a way to open it, this is a secret scroll, I Donghai only got the first piece of it, and the remaining two pieces, one fell on a monk who was obsessed with swordsmanship and vowed to start a sect and achieve a generation of sword cultivation sects." ”

This was said so clearly that the monks of the other sects present looked at Shushan's body.

"Hehe!" Huadao Zhenren seemed to have seen everyone's stunned gaze, and continued, "I have been exploring the East China Sea for thousands of years, and I finally learned that this secret scroll was finally passed on to a real person in the Wordless Peak of Shu Mountain. ”

When it came to Silent Peak, many monks turned their attention to Jiang Mingyu for no other reason: now, Jiang Mingyu is the first seat of Silent Peak.

Jiang Mingyu had already withdrawn the cannibalistic gaze that was looking at Yang Dongyuan, and in the face of the group of cultivators, he nodded clearly: "Before coming, Mingyu had already learned about this matter through Mingjian Master Ancestor, and specially brought this thing. ”

Under everyone's eyes, Jiang Mingyu said, and with both hands, he brought a piece of bright yellow silk cloth that was very similar to the one in Fang Cai Huadao Zhenren's hand to Mingjian Zhenren.

Mingjian Zhenren snorted lightly, and took the blood from his heart as he could, mixed with the blood of the five-clawed golden dragon, so that the bright yellow silk cloth was disguised and the origin was revealed.

"You just said that there are three pieces of silk cloth, and what about the remaining one, and what about the last one?" someone couldn't help but ask.

Mingjian Zhenren hooked his lips and smiled, not annoyed, but smiled and turned his gaze to the few female cultivators present.

"There is also a secret scroll, for a female cultivator, it is said that this book is only passed on to female cultivators, not male cultivators, of course, if someone is really too curious, then it is okay to become neither male nor female. "Although Hua Dao Zhenren has studied the appearance of a fairy wind Dao bone, he is really a person with a poisonous tongue.

As soon as he said this, many monks bowed their heads and sighed lightly.

"It's just that I don't know what the identity of that female cultivator is, but I only know that no matter which sect it is transmitted to, if you can't use the secret scroll, you will inform the first female cultivator in the next generation of about it. Huadao Zhenren said, his eyes hesitating among the only few female cultivators present, "As for who took it away, I don't know, please ask the real person who has this secret scroll to stand up by himself!" (To be continued......)