Your uncle's!

No, it should be your ancestor's!

The soul of the ancestor is about to fly, pointing at Mo Wuji, speechless, what the hell, I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless, you're still a sect leader, in order to recruit the old man and grandson, now you dare to cross the river and demolish the bridge, the most important thing is that you will demolish the bridge as soon as the bridge is built, is there still heavenly reason? Is there still a law?

Trough!

I'm not done with you!

"Mo Wuji, why is this?"

Gui Yuan Ancestor can't figure it out!

It is said that the bridge will be demolished if there is no agreement, but now Lao Tzu has made it clear what he means to be obedient, and lowered his head, you Mo Wuji didn't help me up, and he still stepped on my head, which is unreasonable!

"There is no why!"

Mo Wuji's expression was serious.

His eyes secretly glanced at Fang Zizi, and quickly cleared up the relationship with the Guiyuan Sect, "Old man, no matter what happened before, but now, your Guiyuan Sect has nothing to do with my Shingon Sect!"

The three Shingon Sect Half-Immortal Ancestors standing beside Mo Wuji, that one couldn't bear to look at it directly, it was a shame, it was really a shame!

This little bastard called Fang Zizai seems to be the nemesis of the Shingon Sect, and since he met him, the Shingon Sect has not had a good time!

"Hehe, Senior Mo is good!"

Fang Zizai's eyes flashed, and he greeted with a smile.

"Oh, it turns out that the sect leader is also here, hahaha, what a coincidence!"

Mo Wuji laughed dryly.

"Coincidentally, I don't know, but isn't Senior Mo really a strong teammate brought by this old guy?"

Fang Zizi pointed to the Ancestor Gui.

Mo Wuji said solemnly, "Of course not, the old man represents the Shingon Sect, and we can announce it now that we have nothing to do with the Guiyuan Sect!"

"That's good!"

Fang Zizi squinted his eyes and smiled, "Originally, I still wanted to reason with Senior Mo and the others, but now that the Shingon Sect is out of the way, then..."

Fang Zizai looked at Gui Yuan Ancestor, his expression was cold, and he said lightly, "Old thing, your powerful teammates have gone offline, are there any stronger teammates?"

...

...

Gui Yuan Ancestor has no strong teammates.

The betrayal of Shingon Sect is fatal to him, and the hatred of Shingon Sect in his heart is also completely explosive.

Subsequently, under the threat of Fang Zizai, Guiyuan Ancestor bitterly accepted Fang Zizai's eight shameful terms, in general, that is, the chairman of Guiyuan Sect to the captain of security, as long as he is an official, he will go to the end, Liu Chenggong officially took over everything in Guiyuan Sect, and the disciples in Guiyuan Sect were originally dead-faced, but when they heard that they had become disciples of the Holy Weapon Sect, they were immediately overjoyed, which made Guiyuan Ancestor even more depressed.

Mo Wuji is gone!

came with high spirits, and when he left, he looked extremely lonely.

When he met Fang Zizi, he really fell into eight lifetimes of mold, trough, did the Holy Weapon Sect collectively sell itself? Otherwise, how could it be possible to receive such a demonic disciple?

After returning to the sect, the more Mo Wuji thought about it, the more angry he became.

But whenever the raging anger in Mo Wuji's heart ignited to the peak and was about to explode, Mo Wuji would remember the scene he saw outside the Kamiya Sect that day, so his heart was cold.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Mo Wuji suddenly frowned and looked outside, because at this moment, there were suddenly reverberating sounds in the Shingon Sect, as if a fierce beast had been born.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Wuji's expression suddenly became gloomy, your sister, Lao Tzu is in a very bad mood now, don't mess with me!

After leaving the main hall of the Sect Leader, Mo Wuji looked into the distance, and his two eyes instantly straightened.

Because at this time, not only did he come out to check the situation, but the vast majority of the people in the Shingon Sect left the cave mansion and walked out, looking at the sky in a daze.

In the distance of Shingon Buddhism, a huge skeleton phantom stood in the air, and the sound of concussion in the air came from the mouth of this skeleton phantom.

"That's..."

Mo Wuji's pupils shrank, and his heart was pounding.

"Ancestor's bones, damn it, what the hell is going on?"

Mo Wu was greatly shocked and cried out loudly and anxiously.

The huge skeleton is the true body of the ancestor of the Shingon Sect, the real ancestor of the Shingon Sect, who founded the Shingon Sect and dominated the Shura Sea, but when he stepped into the peak and stepped into the immortal realm, he fell under the thunder, although he still left a trace of remnant soul, but it has long been extinguished.

Originally, this skeleton was stored in the forbidden land, and it had been worshiped by the Shingon Sect for thousands of years, and it had never moved in the slightest, but at this moment, it actually came out, not only that, but the kind of powerful momentum that spread from this skeleton made Mo Wuji's scalp numb and feel frightened.

"It's the Ancestor!"

"How can the bones of the Ancestor move?"

"Damn, what the hell is going on?"

The half-immortal ancestors of the Shingon Sect were also alarmed, and they flashed in the air one after another.

Suddenly, a roar containing anger came from far away, and at the same time, a young man, at this time, closed his eyes tightly at this time, and went straight to the skeleton in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, he merged into the skeleton.

"It's Ye Wushuang!"

Many disciples of the Shingon Sect were wide-eyed, although the young man just now disappeared in a flash, they all saw the young man's face clearly, there was absolutely no doubt that it was Ye Wushuang!

, Ye Wushuang, was eaten by bones?

Many of the disciples were dumbfounded.

And Mo Wuji, when he saw this scene, his eyes widened and he was confused, and at the same time, a strange feeling also made Mo Wuji's scalp numb, and he felt very bad.

"Damn, Wushuang has been a little crazy since he came back, as if he was crazy, I didn't pay attention to it because I was angry in my heart, but now it seems that something big is going to happen!"

Mo Wuji took a deep breath, looking at the skeleton phantom that suddenly fell into a strange silence at this time, a thought flashed in his mind, "Could it be that..."

Shocked, Mo Wuji's eyes became a little miserable, "Damn, could it be said that Wushuang broke the jar and broke it, and actually gave up his divine soul and was taken away by the ancestor? Wushuang is the Tianyang body, which is the same as the physique of the ancestor, but if Wushuang does not agree, even if the ancestor takes it, it will not be possible to reach this point, and it will even lead to a fall!"

"Stupid, stupid, why are you so stupid!"

Mo Wuji looked at the half-empty skeleton in a daze.

After a long time, the skeleton phantom in the middle of the air moved, and suddenly the color of the heaven and the earth changed, and in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in the air, but the skeleton phantom converged into the body of the figure, it was Ye Wushuang.

It's just that at this time, Ye Wushuang's eyes contained unusual vicissitudes, as if he had seen through the years and ravaged time.

Rumble!

A dark cloud appeared in the sky above Shingon Buddhism.

"Immortal Tribulation!"

Mo Wuji and the Half-Immortal Ancestors of the Shingon Sect looked at the sky in horror, where the majesty of the heavens appeared, containing mysterious and unpredictable power.

And "Ye Wushuang" looked at the air indifferently and muttered to himself, "Ten thousand years ago, you fell me, but after ten thousand years, I am absolutely sure!"

Rumble!

Ye Wushuang clenched his fist with one hand, with a hint of indifference on his face, looking at the clouds and thunder, he was amazed and stepped forward.

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...

After returning to the Sacred Weapon Sect, Fang Zizai's days began to pass in flickering and flickering.

At this time, the number of believers in the Freedom Sect had reached more than 50,000, such a huge number made Fang Zizi very excited, if nothing else, the duo of Wang Dali, who went straight to the lower level of the sea area, would bring more believers to him in a few days.

The amount of 100,000 tasks can be completed quickly.

On this day, Fang Zizai walked out of the cave mansion and found that the atmosphere in the sect at this time was very solemn.

What happened?

Before he could ask, suddenly, in the distance in the air, an extremely strong light curtain suddenly appeared, directly along the center point, wrapping the entire Holy Weapon Sect, all of them, an unimaginable coercion, overwhelmingly spreading, making Fang Zi feel and surprised.

, what kind of power is this? It is even more powerful than half an immortal, if Yanshan's strength is a point, then this power is absolutely forced to reach as many as one hundred points!

The entire Sacred Weapon Sect was shrouded by this power, and all the disciples of the Sacred Weapon Sect came out and looked at the sky in a daze.

Without thinking, Fang Zizai went straight to the main hall of the Sect Leader, and sure enough, as soon as he got closer, he found that it was already crowded with people at this time, and many disciples of the Holy Weapon Sect gathered together from a distance, looking at the square outside the main hall of the Sect Leader, where Fang Zizai suddenly saw Mo Wuji.

"How dare this come to the Holy Weapon Sect?"

Fang Zizi was surprised, and approached the past.

When many Sacred Weapon Sect disciples saw him, they showed a look of awe, and the voices of the sect leaders kept ringing.

On the square outside the main hall of the Sect Leader, Mo Wuji's eyes were raised, and he also saw Fang Zizai, and his expression suddenly turned cold, his eyes contained extreme anger, and he said coldly to Lin Bao, who looked gloomy at this time, "Brother Lin, my suggestion, how did you think about it?"

The elders of the Holy Weapon Sect all showed angry expressions, and Lin Bao sneered, "Don't think about it, if you want my Holy Weapon Sect to hand over the method of refining the Divine Thunder Bead, it is absolutely impossible at this time, Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji, although I don't know where you got this immortal treasure, but you think that just one immortal treasure can make my Holy Weapon Sect surrender? You are too delusional!"

"Xianbao?"

Mo Wuji suddenly burst out laughing wildly, what a refreshing thing in his heart, and a immortal treasure, this is not an immortal treasure, but a real immortal, and it is the power that the ancestor of this sect has slightly exuded after surviving the immortal tribulation!

Now that my True Immortal Sect of the Shingon Sect has descended, your Sacred Weapon Sect is finished!

Even if Fang Zizi is powerful, and there are immortals as the backstage, but his backstage is not in this realm at all, what can he do? And the ancestor of this sect has already become an immortal!

Immortal means, you can't even think of it, how powerful it is!

"Lin Bao, Lin Bao, let me tell you the truth, today, the old man is here to give an ultimatum, either hand over the method of refining the Divine Thunder Bead and surrender to my Shingon Sect, or, your Holy Weapon Sect, there is no need for it to exist!"

Mo Wuji waved his hand, revealing a proud and cold expression.

"Poof..."

Fang Zizi, who leaned over, laughed out loud directly.

Mo Wuji snorted coldly, turned his head to look at him, all the fears and fears before turned into anger at this time, and said coldly, "Fang Zizai, Fang Zizai, I know that you have a free immortal as the backstage, but if you are strong, you will know the word regret, how to write it!"

Fang Zizi squinted his eyes and smiled, "I don't know how to write the word regret, but I know how to write the word stupid/forced, Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji, I don't want to deal with your Shingon Sect, but I didn't expect you to kick your nose in the face!"

"If you want the Holy Weapon Sect to surrender, you can ask me if I am willing to teach tens of thousands of sect members!"

Hahaha!

Teach freely?

Lao Tzu will soon make this free teaching a thing of the past.

Mo Wuji smiled darkly.

He no longer paid attention to Fang Zizi, but looked at Lin Bao and asked sternly, "You guys, do you really disagree?"

"Don't force me to beat you!"

Lin Bao's face was expressionless!

"Good!"

Mo Wuji laughed suddenly, and then, looking at the sky above, he said loudly, "Please ask the ancestor to make a move, ask the sect about the grievances it has suffered over the years, and seek justice!"

Rumble!

A thunderbolt descended, and in the blink of an eye, it slammed into Lin Bao's main hall.

The Great Protector Array reacted almost instantly to stop the thunder from falling, but with the explosion of earth-shattering sounds, the Great Array of Protectors collapsed directly, and the thunder had fallen on top of the main hall of the Sect in the blink of an eye, and soon, it became a broken wall.

A giant phantom with a height of dozens of feet flickered out of the void, revealing endless majesty.

Indifferent eyes, staring downward, with endless killing intent.

The vast majority of the Holy Weapon Sect disciples were instantly stunned.

Damn, what the hell is this?

The Holy Weapon Sect is a refining weapon sect, starting with the spirit pattern, the way of the spirit array, no one is out of the way, the Protector Sect Array is said to be a half-immortal power, even if it is two or three, each for a few hours, it is not to touch the Protector Sect Array.

That person thundered, and he directly shattered the Protector Sect Array?

What kind of power is this? So powerful?

"Surrender, or, destroy the sect!"

The huge figure opened his mouth indifferently, and all over his body, flashing purple thunder, suddenly turned into purple thunder dragons, roaming the world, and the power contained in those thunder dragons made many people extremely frightened.

Lin Bao was also a little dazed.

Fang Zizai frowned and looked at the air, estimating what kind of strength the goods in the sky were.

As for Mo Wuji, in addition to laughing, he still laughed, and the tears of laughter came out.

That's the ancestor of this sect!

That is Lao Tzu's favorite disciple, who gave everything in exchange for the first immortal of this sect!

Dog's Day Holy Weapon Sect, if you don't surrender today, you have to surrender, otherwise, Lao Tzu will destroy all of your sect, and whoever dares to stop it will have only one end, that is, to turn into ashes!

Hum!

Teach freely?

Fang is at ease?

Comfortable Daisen?

To hell with the!

In this realm, according to what the ancestor said, his old man is an invincible existence!

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!(To be continued.) )