At the same time as the Inhuman King went berserk, the three of them had withdrawn from the battle group on tiptoe, and they all looked at the Inhuman King in the war group with an unwise look, and sighed in their hearts that the low IQ was really a fatal defect. However, they are also happy to watch the show, at least to understand how strong Blood Bodhi is now.

At the same time as the Inhuman King pounced, Qin Feng first waved his hand to prevent Meng Chu from waking up to their help, and then his own blue light flashed extremely illusory, as if it was an illusory shadow.

With a "poof", the huge body of the Inhuman King actually passed through Qin Feng's phantom.

Immediately afterwards, a huge blue-green pagoda appeared not far from the Inhuman King, and the pagoda suddenly absorbed the Inhuman King in a flash, and Qin Feng's body also turned from virtual to real at this time.

This scene is not only lonely and dazzling, but even Meng Chuxing and the others were dumbfounded, what kind of magical power is this transformation of the body from entity to phantom, where did the real body go during the transformation?

And although the IQ of the Inhuman King is not high, his strength is terrifying, otherwise he would not have become the leader of the Heavenly Alien, but his momentum did not cause any damage to the Blood Bodhi, which can no longer be explained by weirdness, only terrible can explain this phenomenon.

"Release the Inhuman King, or don't blame us for being polite. A Zhurong monk shouted anxiously.

"Hand over the Inhuman King quickly, or don't blame us for the fish and the net. Another firstborn one-horned Inhuman shouted.

Before Qin Feng could speak, Lonely Xuan, Chang Wudao, and Yu Poison respectively signaled to their subordinates, and the sound of snorting flashed, and the thirty Yuanying monks of the three major forces surrounded the Inhuman monks. From this point of view, the three major forces know very well who can and cannot offend at this time.

"Hehe, you don't have to worry, I'm just helping the Inhuman King loosen his muscles and bones, and his life will never be hindered. Qin Feng said with a smile, he was quite satisfied at the moment, the magic power of the virtual and real transformation just now was one of the magic powers that Qingyun Zhenren gave him.

You can turn your body from solid to void in an instant, but you have to wait a long time before you can use it a second time. But when it was transformed into a virtual body, the resistance to the attack of the divine mind was weak and pitiful. The name of this supernatural power is Yin Deficiency, and there is also a trick called Yang Utility to resist physical attacks.

After a long while, the turquoise Futu Pagoda finally disappeared, and a monster with its teeth stripped away, only half of a crocodile tail, and tattered scales and armor appeared in its place.

When the aliens saw the monster, they burst into tears, hugged the monster and glared angrily at Qin Feng. It looked like he wanted to devour Qin Feng alive.

"The sky is high and the earth is thick and there are no rules, and the Mixed Yuan Sect, the Heavenly Witch Sect, and the Heavenly Dao Society must withdraw from the former territory of the Bodhi Pavilion within a month.

The Heavenly Alliance must withdraw all the territories occupied by the Bodhi Pavilion within twenty days, and no matter which force has not withdrawn after the expiration date, it will face the complete extermination of the Bodhi Pavilion.

In addition, the Mixed Yuan Sect, the Heavenly Dao Society, and the Heavenly Witch Sect have just protected the Pavilion Master, and the Heavenly Alliance must present a treasure to each of the three families within twenty days. Otherwise, they will look down on the four of me, and the four of us will join forces to exterminate them!" Qin Feng said categorically, with a strong evil aura in his voice.

"Yes, follow the orders of the Blood Pavilion Lord. A one-horned old man walked out of the alien and said respectfully, and some other alien monks wanted to say something more, the old man waved his hand, and the other aliens were immediately silent.

Then the loneliness, the lack of way, and the residual poison all said goodbye with a heavy heart.

The Blood Pavilion Lord just "notified" them to evacuate within a month, and the notice is the meaning of an ultimatum, which cannot be discussed. Even in the end, Bodhi Pavilion faintly regarded them as subordinates and asked Bodhi Pavilion to apologize to them. It's like asking the enemy to apologize to his little brother.

The three of them flew apart, but somehow, after a long time, they came together.

"Brother Chang, did you really decide to do this trick to lure the wolf into the house?" asked Lonely Xuan with a gloomy face.

"It's not right for the lonely sect master to say this, Chang is just trying to protect himself. If you don't find a backer, I'm afraid that sooner or later you will not be able to escape the murderers of your three sects, do you think that the lonely Taoist friend does not know about the covenant between you and Tianwu. Chang Wudao sneered and said sarcastically.

"Ahem, yes, my Mixed Yuan Sect and the Heavenly Witch Sect are indeed preparing to attack the Heavenly Dao Sect that will greatly reduce its strength in the future, but that is also a matter of the future. Besides, the result of our deliberation was that if we couldn't destroy the Bodhi Pavilion, we would still have to unite the Heavenly Dao Alliance. Lonely Xuan's face was a little embarrassed, and he said embarrassedly.

"To do is to do. Don't think too much about it, just talk about what to do at the moment. Yu Poison, who had been keeping his eyes closed, said, listening to his voice, there was a sense of dust, which was very different from before.

"The Heavenly Dao Alliance, the Worship Earth Sect, and the Divine Kingdom Alliance are the three wandering dragons outside the sky. Longyou Nine Days is still not to the south of my southern Xinjiang.

But Bodhi Pavilion is a fierce tiger, a fierce tiger sleeping beside us, now this tiger is only a young tiger stage, and when it grows completely, our three sects will definitely be devoured. Even, even three swimming dragons will be devoured by this tiger.

Don't forget the legend of Qingyun, which means that the two of you ask for support from You Long to completely destroy the Bodhi Pavilion to prevent future troubles, and the Inhuman King is willing to run away in person. Lonely Xuan said very sincerely.

Chang Wudao and Yu Poison glanced at each other. They all saw the look of rejection in the eyes of the other party.

"Don't mention this kind of thing again, how can You Long have his own battle of the blue sky and compete with the tiger to dominate the mountains and forests?" Chang Wudao said, refusing without hesitation.

"Please ask the two Taoist friends to confess, the old body is exhausted and has retired, and after dealing with these things, he is ready to return to worship the Tujiao and never come back, and I hope that the two Taoist friends will cherish themselves. Yu Poison said, and then his body turned and flew into the sky.

"Brother Lonely, after fighting for so many years, Chang Mou kindly called you a brother, it is best to extinguish the mind of Bodhi Pavilion. The struggle in southern Xinjiang is related to the entire continent, and whoever can win this continent in the future will be whoever wins, let alone a small southern Xinjiang. Chang Wudao said, and then his body turned and flew in the direction of the Heavenly Dao Society.

Lonely Xuan was stunned in place, thinking carefully about why the two of them were so abnormal, what did it mean that the victory of the three dragons determined the ownership of this continent? What is the identity of these monks from the Heavenly Dao Alliance? What kind of secrets are still hidden in Southern Xinjiang?

Everything can only be blamed on him, the Mixed Yuan Sect has no deep heritage, passive in one place, passive everywhere, if it weren't for the fact that he and Mr. Liu racked their brains and worked hard over the years, the Mixed Yuan Sect would have been destroyed no longer knowing how many times.

For the first time in his life, Lonely Hyun felt lost and unconfident.

Seven or eight days later, Lonely Xuan finally returned to the Mixed Yuan Sect with all his might, and the first thing he did was to find Mr. Liu, who was lingering on the sickbed.

As soon as Lonely Hyun entered Mr. Liu's house, he smelled a pungent and extremely spicy smell, which was also filled with wisps of foul smell, and Mr. Liu's thin figure was lying behind a thin gray curtain.

Mr. Liu's eyes did not open, and there was only a very slight breath in his nose. Even the slightest breathing seemed to be very disordered.

After a while, Lonely Xuan walked lightly to Mr. Liu's window, looking at Mr. Liu, who was almost skinny, Mr. Liu, who was once invincible in the world, was now covered with a layer of gray gas. There was a look of frustration between his eyebrows.

"You're here. Mr. Liu slowly opened a pair of gray, emotionless eyes, and his voice was filled with endless loneliness.

"Well, I'm coming. Lonely Xuanqiang replied with tears in his eyes, it is precisely because of Mr. Liu that Bodhi Pavilion has the achievement of surpassing the three major forces without any background. And Mr. Liu's talent is even better than him, but it is just for the development of the Mixed Yuan Sect that his cultivation has stagnated, and looking at the current Mr. Liu, he is suddenly full of guilt.

"You go, I don't want to see anyone. After saying this, Mr. Liu's eyes became even darker, and it seemed that they would go out at any time.

"Blood Bodhi asked me to bring you something. Lonely Xuanqiang held back her tears and said with a cheerful face.

"Hmph, that old boy wants to confucianize me again, he deceives people too much!" Mr. Liu's face was even more discouraged, and he roared with a little anger, and then roared, but because of his own weakness, his voice was very small.

"Blood Bodhi said you don't dare to look at it. Lonely Xuan said excitedly. He knew that according to the normal method, Mr. Liu would definitely not look at it.

"Who, who said that the old man didn't dare to look at it, take it, bring it to the old man. Mr. Liu struggled to stretch out his palm, and said ashamedly and angrily.

Lonely Xuan put a jade slip in Mr. Liu's hand, and Mr. Liu took the opportunity to move the jade slip to the eyebrows and began to check it.

"Man's greatest enemy is himself, and if he overcomes his own heart, he will be invincible. ”

Such a sentence appeared in Mr. Liu's sea of knowledge, and his sea of knowledge rumbled, was he really angry with the blood bodhi? No. He was angry with himself because his stomach was not enough.

What he needs to defeat is his own belly, is his talent really inferior to Blood Bodhi? If he is really not as good as Blood Bodhi, how can the Mixed Yuan Sect be so strong? Even if he is really inferior to Blood Bodhi, should he die, should he be willing to fall? If so, wouldn't there be too many damned people?

Mr. Liu fell into an epiphany. More and more information appeared in the sea of knowledge, and Mr. Liu's Yuan Ying unconsciously underwent earth-shattering changes at this moment.

Lonely Xuan put Mr. Liu into a state of epiphany and immediately withdrew with joy, judging from the final situation, this time Mr. Liu must have been a blessing in disguise.

At the same time, on a huge marble in the original Sanhe Gate, Hua Feng Lao'er and Meng Chuxing set up a tea table. There were two large gourd spirit wine next to them, and the two of them drank it happily.

"Old Meng, the old man was forced into the Bodhi Pavilion as a last resort, why did you come by yourself?" Hua Feng Lao'er took a sip of wine and said with a smashing mouth.

"In the world, everyone aspires to practice, but there are a few people who can understand the true meaning of life, and a few people who can know that practitioners are difficult.

Nine out of ten percent of cultivators are spent in cultivation just for the sake of ethereal immortality, and there are not as many people who truly enjoy the happiness of the world as mortals. Speaking of this, Meng Chuxing's eyes were full of silence, and he took a sip of wine and continued:

"Most mortals can live to the end of their lives, and after death, their souls will return to reincarnation in the next life or as human animals. But not to mention the loneliness of embarking on the path of cultivation, how many people are truly dying? How many people are so distraught that they are not even qualified to enter reincarnation.

In the secular world, there are national kings, and national kings will try their best to protect their subjects, and although the sects of cultivators will also protect their own monks, the collision between sects and sects, and the collision between monks and monks, the casualties are so heavy.

The old man has a grand wish, that is, to unify his practice, with less strife and fewer deaths and injuries. The old man in the world can't be swayed, I just hope that in my lifetime, I can assist the pavilion master to unify the south of southern Xinjiang, and don't let the monk have extra blood. Dream out of the breath picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"It was wrong for me to call you "Lao Meng" before, and from then on, Xiao Lao'er called you "Meng Lao", Xiao Lao'er had only calculated his own one-third of an acre of land before meeting the pavilion master, and he was very happy to fight with several major forces around him.

But in the end, no one got much benefit, but the consumption in the battle was a lot, and the lives of many of his subordinates were sacrificed in vain. After saying this, Hua Feng Lao'er poured a sip of wine, and his choked chest trembled violently and coughed a few times.

Hua Feng Lao'er and Meng Chuxing chatted while drinking wine, and from time to time many monks in bloody clothes came to report the situation, and the two of them either nodded, or shook their heads, or said a few words, and then the bloody monk disappeared immediately.

Now that the plan that the Bodhi Pavilion has been arranging for several years has finally started, the two of them are sitting firmly in the Diaoyutai and commanding the small and medium-sized forces around them, and those blood-clothed people are the messengers of contact.

The two of them are responsible for dealing with the general trend, but Reimu Yuanyi has already gone deep into the hinterland of the surrounding small and medium-sized forces to help the dark son seize power or return to the Bodhi Pavilion, and Hou Yanjun leads the elders of Shuanglong to carry out a strong sweep. (To be continued.) )