Chapter Forty-Four: Battle! Battle!
The Qianji Sect disciples, who were originally embarrassed with their heads down, raised their heads violently when they heard Chu Mo's words, and a spiritual weapon appeared in their hands. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
They didn't speak, their eyes turned a little red, and their voices were a little low, but the whole hall was like a thunderclap that never stopped.
"Fight! Fight!"
Tang Yan's handsome white cheeks were a little red, Gao Xiaofan's obscene eyes showed a hint of madness, although the fat man didn't show it too obviously, but that honest face was full of resolute look at the moment.
They were just a group of mortals who couldn't cultivate immortals, because of the Thousand Machine Gate, they became high-ranking immortal cultivators, although the immortal roots were mediocre, but they still couldn't extinguish their determination to pursue the strong.
At this moment, everyone felt that their blood was boiling!
At this moment, they see death as home!
At this moment, for yourself, but also for the sake of a thousand machine doors!
At this moment, the murderous aura in the huge hall of the Thousand Machines Hall rose to the sky, and everyone was moved!
Death, what are you afraid of? It's just a Lei Yang Gate, if you want to destroy the Thousand Machine Gate, then you have to be prepared to be gnawed off a piece of meat!
Tianjizi looked at this group of disciples, his wrinkled hands trembled slightly, and his deep but continuous eyes were a little red.
"How many years, since the Qianjimen declined from the eight-rank sect to the nine-grade sect, since the disciples of the Qianjimen left one by one, how many years, at this moment, the Qianjimen is finally back, this is the real Qianjimen!"
Tianyangzi smiled and glanced at all the Thousand Machine Sect disciples, and finally his eyes stayed on Chu Mo's body: "Who is this young man?"
Of course, he knew that Chu Mo was an innate martial cultivator, but the more he was like this, the more Tianyangzi felt that this Chu Mo was mysterious.
A congenital martial cultivator dares to point at a Jindan master and sneer at a cultivator?
How can an innate martial artist have such a comic heart, pointing directly to the essence of cultivating immortals?
"This time, Qianjimen has accepted a good disciple!" Tianyangzi did not speak, but the appreciation in his eyes was not concealed at all.
After all, it was the master, Tianjizi quickly recovered his state, and as soon as he raised his empty hand, the originally enthusiastic Qianjimen disciples instantly quieted down, and everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the palm.
"The Thousand Machines Gate has been silent for a long time, and this huge immortal cultivation world has to forget that our Thousand Machines Gate was also the Eight Rank Sect once upon a time, and now even a small Thunder Yang Gate and Pure Yang Sect feel bullying us?"
At this moment, how could Tianjizi have the appearance of Chu Mo when he saw him in his last years, a coercion belonging to the Jindan powerhouse permeated out, and his face was full of sneers: "Qianjimen disciples listen to orders!"
"The disciple is here!"
All the disciples of the Thousand Machine Sect knelt on one knee, even Chu Mo and the seriously injured Yan Madsan knelt on one knee with a solemn face and looked directly at Tianjizi.
"I sent my disciple Yan Madsan to kill the young master of the Pure Yang Gate, Fang Yihua, who has already offended the Pure Yang Gate and then the Lei Yang Gate, I am afraid that they will definitely come to the door in the future, from now on, the entire Thousand Machine Gate will enter a state of first-level preparation!"
"Yes!" shouted the Qianjimen.
"Yan Crazy Three!"
Hearing the words of the Sect Leader Tianjizi, Yan Yansan said in a deep voice, his originally somewhat pale face was even whiter because of this strong voice: "The disciple is here!"
Tianjizi's face was as calm as water, but he was simply neat: "You should be rewarded for exploring the secret realm of Qingxia Mountain for your faction, but all this will have to wait until after this crisis has passed, now I ask you, when will the secret realm of Qingxia Mountain open?
Speaking of the secret realm, Yan Qiangsan's face also became solemn: "According to the disciple's observation, the secret realm barrier will gradually fade, and if it wants to emerge from the entrance, it must be at three o'clock in the afternoon a month later!"
"Okay! I'll arrange this matter with your uncle first, this trip to the muddy waters, I'm settled in the door of a thousand machines!"
Tianjizi nodded and suddenly said to Gao Xiaofan: "Gao Xiaofan!"
Gao Xiaofan shuddered, and his eyes had already recovered their obscene essence: "The disciple is here!"
"From today onwards, you and others will take turns patrolling the Qianjimen Mountain Gate every day to prevent the disciples of the Cunyang Sect from mixing into the Qianjimen!"
"Disciple understands!" Gao Xiaofan nodded solemnly, the importance of this matter, he knew very well in his heart.
Hearing Gao Xiaofan's words, Tianjizi nodded and looked at Chu Mo deeply, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "That's the case, go down, cultivate hard!"
Tianjizi didn't speak, glanced at Tianyangzi, the two looked at each other and turned into a breeze and disappeared on the Qianji Palace, everyone knew that this master was discussing the major affairs of Qianjimen with his uncle.
Chu Mo exhaled deeply, his clenched fists were stretched out, his palms were already in a cold sweat, and his back was already cold.
Although the words just now were full of blood, there was a kind of arrogance to point out the country, but only Chu Mo knew that he was actually a little bottomless in his heart, facing a Jindan master and the murderous aura driven by the more than ten cloud sea foundations, if it was possible, Chu Mo would not feel it again.
If he said the wrong thing, he wouldn't doubt that the master wouldn't slap him to death.
It's true that he really likes this thousand machine gates, but in fact, he is also selfish in his heart, and at this moment he has reached the congenital consummation, whether it is to brush people's heads, or to experience himself, he wants to break into that secret realm.
"Chu Mo, Chu Mo!" Seeing the head of the sect and the others leaving, Gao Xiaofan and the others surrounded Chu Mo with a swipe.
Scare!
Looking at the pairs of eyes staring at him, a wry smile fell on Chu Mo's face: "Second Senior Brother, you won't kill me again, right?"
Gao Xiaofan, Tang Yan Fat Man and others showed a look of guilt on their faces: "What, don't you want to say sorry to you!"
Gao Xiaofan's lewd eyes kept turning, and then his face turned straight: "But seriously, you are good, you are very similar to me, you have been a man, you dare to question him in front of the master, you have my style!"
Hearing this, there was originally a solemn atmosphere, and he immediately smiled, and the fat man's honest face pursed his lips and whispered: "I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless!"
"Dead fat man, what are you talking about?" Gao Xiaofan's face suddenly collapsed: "Dead fat man, do you dare to talk to the second senior brother like this?"
Maybe he thought of something, and a trace of panic suddenly fell on the fat man's honest face, and the whole person held the storage bag and retreated again and again: "What are you 、、、 you want to do?"
"What am I going to do?" Gao Xiaofan grinned: "What do you say?"
"No! Don't!" The fat man finally couldn't stand it, and suddenly ran wildly in the Thousand Machines Palace, seeing the appearance of the fat man, Gao Xiaofan didn't chase it, but glared at the fat man's back viciously and muttered: "It's okay to call you not big or small, don't scare you?"
Looking at the appearance of the two of them, Chu Mo and Tang Yan had a helpless wry smile on their faces: What a pair of living treasures!