Chapter Forty-Eight: The Demon Sealing Divine Soldier

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The stone doors on three sides of the main hall were opened, and groups of people in the rivers and lakes rushed in......

At a glance, there are now fewer than a few thousand of the tens of thousands of people left. In comparison, Dongyu's side suffered the least casualties.

"It seems that the major forces have suffered heavy losses!" Bu Qu muttered to himself, a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes. Shi Qian and the others shook their heads and sighed, but Dong Yu's face was expressionless, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

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Everyone also saw Dongyu and the others, and there was nothing else in their eyes except surprise. Because, their eyes are even more attracted by this huge temple.

The magnificent, majestic stone hall, the vast space exudes an ancient atmosphere, and the strange carvings around it present a picture of an ancient battle. Four giant pillars support the entire hall, and the four sacred beasts of the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu are carved on them respectively. The whole hall, although simple, is magnificent, a marvel of architecture, and compared to the slum, the palace is as vulgar as a slum, making it difficult to imagine that it was done by man.

In the center of the main hall, there is a ten-zhang high monument, on which the pen walks the dragon and snake, dancing wildly "Sealing the Demon Palace" three giant characters shock the soul, make people dare not face its edge. On the top of the monument, there is a weapon that is not a sword or a knife, and the body is covered with dilapidated giant iron chains, without a trace of brilliance.

"Peerless Divine Soldier!?" a thought flashed through everyone's minds, and their eyes went straight up.

To the south, Dongyu held the unconscious girl, and stood behind Shi Qian, Mi Zhe, Qingtian, Quanqing, Bujie, Fang Han and others.

To the north are Shangguan Feihong, the lord of the Tianxia Association, Meng Changtian, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, Gu Jianren, the lord of the Divine Sword Village, Bu Chaoqun, the lord of Qingyun City, Wang Zhengxing, the lord of the beggar gang, and the four great families Dongfang Mingkong, Gongsun Qiongyu, Murong Cheng, Ouyang Peng and other forces.

To the east are Guan Moyun, the leader of the Heavenly Evil Sect, Xiang Ruohai, the leader of the Green Gang, the Hatred Blood of the Boss of the Valley of the Wicked, Meng Soul, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, She Wujun of the Shenlong Sect, Mingxin, the master of the Sunflower Palace, and the four envoys of the Miao tribe, Mai, Manai, Mahe, and Mashi.

To the west are the heads of the nine major sects: Shaolin Miaoxu, Wudang Song Qing, Qingcheng Yu Duanhai, Kunlun Kebi, Kongtong Fu Tianya, Huashan Yuekong, Emei Absolute Heart, Wuji Lu Fengyang, Tianshan Qingxiazi.

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For this treasure hunt, the leaders of the various forces went out in person, leaving only the core personnel to guard their homes. But in the end, there were still heavy losses, even with the map route as a guide, the hundreds of elites brought in almost went to the ninth floor, and everyone's face was gloomy.

"Cheats!" exclaimed, and the group of heroes roared up and threw themselves towards the ground! However, Dongyu and the others watched coldly.

When they happily picked up a cheatbook, they found that the density in their hands was weathering little by little and turning into dust. It is like the lamp of hope in their hearts, which is extinguished little by little.

The leaders looked around again, and there was no conspicuous place in this place except for the huge monument in the middle. Looking at the skeletons, remnants, and weathered cheats on the ground, how could they be willing.

"Search me around again. With a wave of Guan Moyun's hand, nearly a hundred disciples of the Heavenly Evil Sect immediately set off.

Not to be outdone, the rest of the forces hurriedly sent people to search. But Dongyu and the others still didn't move.

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"Tell the sect master, there is no passage anywhere......"

"Tell the alliance leader, nothing has been found......"

"Tell the helper, I didn't find ......"

"Tell the Doorkeeper ......"

"Tell the Head of the House ......"

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A series of reports made the leaders feel extremely depressed, and their heads were buzzing. Murong Cheng's face was even more pale! Could it be that everything was a dream.

"Amitabha-" A Buddha call awakened everyone with a trace of clarity, but it was a work of the blue sky.

"Amitabha, good, good!" Miao Xuan woke up and hurriedly folded his hands in gratitude. If Qingtian hadn't warned him not to announce his identity to the outside world, the old monk would have passed long ago.

At this time, everyone's eyes turned to the side of Dongyu again.

"Purple Baby!" Qingxiazi's white clothes were stained with blood, and the red shadow flashed and fell lightly to the side of the winter rain.

Dongyu smiled kindly and returned the unconscious girl in her arms to Qingxiazi. And Qingxiazi also gave a salute and picked up the purple baby and returned to her side.

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Wu, Guan Moyun seemed to think of something, and took a step forward to Dong Yu and asked, "Iron Blood Guild Master, you arrived here first, but what did you find?"

Guan Moyun's meaning is very clear, Dong Yu and the others arrived here first, if there were any good things, I am afraid they would have been taken away by them a long time ago, otherwise how could they stand still?

With such thoughts, the heroes behind him looked excited.

"What did you take?"

"Iron Blood, quickly hand over the martial arts cheats!"

"Hand it over!"

"If you don't hand it over, don't think about leaving safely. ”

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"Amitabha-" The sound of the blue sky contained a strange power, and the ears of everyone who shook hurt.

When the hall quieted down, Qing Cai said, "Ladies and gentlemen, we have been like this since we came. ”

"Why should we believe what you say?"

"Yes, why do I believe you?"

"Who do you think you are?"

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"Amitabha—"

As the saying goes, the Buddha's anger also has three points of fire. Hearing that everyone is so disrespectful to Qingtian, how can Shaolin sit idly by.

I only heard Miao Xu's angry voice: "The monks don't speak, of course the old man believes what the little master Qingtian said." ”

The heroes looked at each other, and they couldn't pay attention for a while. Miaoxu represents Shaolin, and Shaolin represents the nine factions of the righteous path, and its strength is naturally strong. Miao Xu's words have already indicated that he is on the side of the winter rain, how to ask again?

"Haha-" Dongyu laughed, mockery and disdain in his laughter, and then shook his head and sighed.

Guan Moyun frowned and said, "What are you laughing at, what are you sighing for?"

"I laugh at your ignorance! sigh, just because it's a pity ......"

"You ......"

Dongyu interrupted the angry staring heroes, and said lightly: "Do you really think that there is something 'Musashi' that can't be done?"

"Haha-" Guan Moyun laughed angrily and shouted, "What are you doing without 'Musashi'?"

"Me? for it!"

As he spoke, Dongyu raised his head and looked at the weapon on the giant monument.

"Peerless Divine Soldier!?" Guan Moyun rose from the ground with his feet and soared in front of the weapon. On closer inspection, he realized that it was a strange blade-shaped weapon. The half of the blade body is inserted into the hard monument, and one end of the handle is shaped into a fang. The rusty blade has an ancient aura, as if there is an indescribable bloody and cold feeling.

Feeling the breath coming from the "Divine Soldier", Guan Moyun did not doubt its value in the slightest. It's definitely better than any weapon he's ever seen in his life.

"Stop!"

Just as Guan Moyun was about to reach out to grab the divine soldier, the leaders of the other five sects of the underworld rushed forward first to block Guan Moyun's actions.

Xiang Ruohai squinted his eyes and said, "Brother Guan, although you are the host of this treasure hunt." But now the situation is different, and we must re-agree on the ownership of this 'divine soldier'. ”

Hatred and blood echoed: "Lao Xiang is right, he wants to re-negotiate the top." ”

"Quack!" Meng Soul Monster smiled, "Sect Master Guan, don't think about poisoning. ”

"That's right!" She Wujun and Mingxin both thought.

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In the face of absolute interests, everyone has irrational times.

I only heard Guan Moyun snort coldly and said, "Do you still want to win the championship in martial arts?"

Hearing such a question, everyone was stunned, the last competition established Guan Moyun's absolute advantage, and it was in vain for me to compare.

Just when everyone was stunned, Guan Moyun grabbed the "divine soldier" again.

"Stop—"

"You dare!"

The five of them shot at the same time to block it, and Guan Moyun's whole body was full of energy, wanting to bounce them away...... But the five great grandmasters are not jealous masters! Xiang Ruohai fist with a serrated and hateful blood left hand iron hook, Meng Soul took out the five poison beads, She Wujun pulled out a pair of blood-colored interception hooks, and Ming Xin took out a translucent short sword in his sleeve......

"Peng—"

"Peng, Peng!"

"Bell, bell-", "Zheng-"

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The six masters of the underworld are fighting at the same time, which is unprecedented in the rivers and lakes. For a while, there was a loud bang on the top of the main hall, the space was shaking, and the energy was shining, forcing everyone to retreat in all directions.

On the giant monument, although Guan Moyun sweated like rain with one to six, he did not see defeat, and the third underworld really lived up to its reputation. If you fight alone, I am afraid that only the Dragon King Shui Shan and Lei Jun Lei Shatian can defeat its edge in the underworld!

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After a while, the two sides still competed and tried to fight each other, and they only fought with strength!

In an instant, Xiang Ruohai, Hate Blood, Meng Soul, She Wujun and Mingxin jumped into the sky respectively......

"Qiba Mountains and Rivers-"

"There is no cliff in the sea of blood—"

"Five Poison Clutch Strength-"

"Shenlong Xian—"

"Sunflower Seven Absolute Strength-"

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The five forces of momentum struck like a sea of mountains, Guan Moyun stood resolutely, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Yes, it's a proud laugh, a confident laugh.

"Against the sky, I am the only one with nine strengths-"

After a few faint words, Guan Moyun's momentum skyrocketed, and several zhang of black light shone in the hall, and a small black hole appeared above his head!

There is no momentum, only darkness and inclusiveness. Could it be that this is also a true qi simulacrum!?

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