The terrifying aura of the southern vein of the Miao Immortal Sect rolled up violently and chaotically!

If the ancestor of the Wu family is an angry lion, then Lu Quanchen is a berserk dragon!

The southern vein is a sea, and at this time the dragon is angry, tumbling and stirring the sea, and the blue waves are surging. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Go die!" Lu Quanchen roared with a hideous face, it was enough to lose face when he was beaten to the door of his house, and even killed his most valued descendants, which was simply a great enmity.

Lu Quanchen's immortal weapon is a strange **, the surrounding redness is extremely sharp, and the name is: light red!

Light red** thousands of years ago in Miao Chengtian was very famous, at that time Lu Quanchen relied on light red to be a good life, now thousands of years have passed, there is very little need for Lu Quanchen to take action, light red is no longer mentioned, now light red again: ** The blade is a little red, and killing people is like a shadow!

Sun Wukong's iron rod was swung out, the battle between the two golden immortals, the entire southern vein was shaking, just a few breaths of time, a few rounds of fighting, Lu Quanchen's expression changed, and Sun Wukong's strength frightened him.

"Who is this man?

"When did Miao Chengtian have such a powerful golden immortal, why haven't you heard of it?"

"To be able to fight against the Great Elder without falling behind, this person should not be nameless. ”、、、

Many immortals in the southern vein, one by one, stared at the body in the air that was actually thin and incomparably majestic, and they were talking like a frying pot.

"What's going on? Isn't it a true fairyland?" Lu Quanchen roared in his heart, his expression becoming more and more hideous.

The greater the realm of fighting, it is not so easy, even if Sun Wukong's combat power is against the sky, he will not be able to kill Lu Quanchen in a short time, Lu Quanchen, as a strong golden immortal in the Miao Immortal Sect, is not so simple to kill. Moreover, Sun Wukong is not just facing just Lu Quanchen, but the entire Miao Immortal Sect, so he needs to fight quickly.

Airplanes!

Just as Lu Quanchen roared angrily and devoted himself to confronting Sun Wukong, suddenly an ancient pagoda exuding the aura of desolation appeared above his head.

"Great Elder be careful!" the other golden immortal of the Southern Pulse turned his face and shouted, but he was powerless to change anything.

And Lu Quanchen faced Sun Wukong with all his might, he didn't expect Sun Wukong to have a heavy treasure, and what shocked him even more was that the heavy treasure was a peerless immortal weapon!

You must know that there is only one peerless immortal weapon in the entire Miao Immortal Sect in the hands of Zhongli Huangtian, that is the treasure of Miao Chengtian, the symbol of power of the Miao Immortal Sect, the supreme treasure of the Zhenzong, Lu Quanchen would never have thought that the kid in front of him would have a crazy peerless immortal weapon.

Looking up and seeing the huge pagoda, Lu Quanchen woke up suddenly, as if he had thought of something, and roared miserably: "It's you、、、"

If Sun Wukong is a celestial immortal, Lu Quanchen can repel the boundary tower, but Sun Wukong does not use the boundary tower now, and his strength is almost the same as it, and now he is more comfortable controlling the boundary tower, and the power he exerts is also stronger, and Lu Quanchen can't resist it at all.

An angry roar still echoed in the sky of the Southern Pulse, but the Southern Pulse boss Lu Quanchen disappeared.

Many immortal disciples of the Southern Vein looked at Sun Wukong's hand holding the Immortal Pagoda, and they all looked at each other with pale faces, in their eyes, the powerful Great Elder, how long has it been?

Sun Wukong looked at the many disciples of the southern vein of the Miao Immortal Sect with an expressionless face, those immortals who were arrogant and domineering in the past, and thought that they were the masters of the entire Miao Cheng Heaven, were so frightened that they retreated one by one.

Whew、、、Whew、、、

Suddenly, several powerful auras came from different directions like thunder, these were the golden immortal powerhouses of the various veins of the Miao Immortal Sect.

Six, eight, eleven、、、 eleven came almost instantly.

The four of them looked at the eleven golden immortals in the air who were majestic and exuded terrifying coercion, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble with fright. Guo Hong and the others were also shocked with expressions in their hearts, they knew that the Miao Immortal Sect had a strong foundation, but they didn't expect that eleven Da Luo Jin Immortals would come at once, plus the remaining one in the southern vein, it would be twelve. And this is not all the golden immortals of the Miao Immortal Sect, some are not there, such as

It's even more terrifying when all of them come.

Qian Fatzi and the others knew that it was going to be over, no matter how strong Sun Wukong was, he could not be the opponent of these strongmen in Miaoxian Sect, Guo Hong and Yin Miaomiao glanced at each other, and then showed a relaxed smile, their lives were saved by Sun Wukong, they had nothing to fear, just die!

"Big 、、、 brother, can you 、、、 it?" The fat man said in a trembling voice: "It's really not good, don't worry, we will die with you." ”

At this time, the fat man did not forget to show loyalty, and forced to show an attitude of dying with you.

"If you want to die, don't hold me. Sun Wukong turned his head and scolded, still unruly and confident in the deep predicament.

"Sun Wukong?" Eleven Da Luo Jin Immortals fell to the ground, and a middle-aged man in a plain robe stared at Sun Wukong with a calm expression in the middle of the position.

"It's me!" replied Sun Wukong, not wondering why the other party would know his name.

"I don't know why Your Excellency came to my Miao Immortal Sect to make trouble?" said the middle-aged man in the plain robe slowly, not angry from beginning to end.

"It's not a trouble, it's to seek justice?" Sun Wukong stared at the middle-aged man in the plain robe, and he felt a faint pressure from the middle-aged man in the plain robe, knowing that the other party should be the Miaocheng Heavenly Lord --- Zhongli Huangtian.

Hearing the justice, Zhongli Huangtian looked surprised and said, "Your Excellency doesn't seem to have any entanglement with us, right?"

"If I didn't have entanglement, how could I come to make trouble for no reason? My old friend has been threatened by the injustice of his life in your sect, so I have come to find out. Sun Wukong sneered.

"Oh!" Zhongli Huangtian frowned slightly and said, "I wonder why that disciple has been threatened unjustly?"

Zhongli Huangtian opened his mouth to ask, Guo Hong and Yin Miaomiao didn't wait for Sun Wukong to speak, they took a few steps forward and bowed at the same time: "Northern Pulse disciples Guo Hong and Yin Miaomiao meet the sect master!"

Hearing Guo Hong and the others say that they were disciples of the Northern Vein, one of the eleven golden immortals was slightly chubby and middle-aged, and his face became unnatural.

Zhongli Huangtian looked at the two disciples who only had the Heavenly Immortal Realm, sighed slightly, knowing that there must be a dispute among them, and motioned for the two to tell about the twists and turns.

The process was not complicated, Guo Hong understood it in a few words, and Zhongli Huangtian finally frowned and couldn't stretch.

"Presumptuous, should the little Heavenly Immortal disciple also slander the reputation of the sect?" On the right side of Zhongli Huangtian, a thin old man opened his mouth and scolded, this person is the head of the Western Vein Sect, called Sikong Cha, and is friendly with the Great Elder Lu Quanchen.

"Old boy, do you want to die?"

Sun Wukong saw Sikong Cha scolding Guo Hong and the others, his eyes were cold, and he held an iron rod and pointed at Sikong Cha coldly.

"You don't know 、、、 alive or dead, do you think you can still leave the Miaoxian Sect?" Sikong Cha's old face was blue and angry,

"Alright!" Zhongli Huangtian glanced at Sikong Cha, then turned his head to look at a slightly chubby middle-aged man on the left and said, "They are your Northern Vein disciples, what they said is true?"

The slightly chubby middle-aged man of the Northern Vein Sect said with a sad face: "There are many disciples under the sect, and I don't know all about them, so I'm going to investigate." ”

The Northern Pulse Sect was bitter in his heart, he really couldn't imagine that it was his disciple who was making trouble, he was a Sect Leader, and he usually didn't ask about the disciple's situation at all, but now that Zhongli Huangtian asked, he knew there, so he could only go back to the North Pulse to investigate.

Zhongli Huangtian is extremely literate, and he is not in a hurry, although it is unconfirmed, he knows that it must be the truth.

The Miao Xian Sect is the head of the Miao Cheng Tian Sect, with countless disciples and intricate forces. Moreover, a disciple of a heavenly immortal like Guo Hong died when he died, even if he died unjustly, he would not blame the bigwigs of the sect for this.

However, this time it was different, and the persecuted disciples came from a big place, and they had to pay attention to it.