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Chapter 10 The Pond Becomes the Sea

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    The monks of Ghost King Sect were taken aback!

    Immortal door?  What the hell?

    In such a place where the aura is thin, create a fairy door?  Could it be that the sky is high and the emperor is far away, let's pull the tiger's skin to make a banner!

    ?Thinking of this, the Foundation Establishment cultivator headed by Ghost King Zong, the mad ghost sneered:

    "Hahaha! I've never heard of such a nonsense immortal sect."

    "In the territory of the Tang Kingdom in Tianyuan Prefecture, my ghost Wang Zong said one thing, who dares to say two?"

    While the mad ghost was talking, he did not forget to observe Chen Heitan with his cultivation base. The yelling dark boy was just a disciple of the fourth level of Qi training, while the white-clothed fisherman sitting next to him couldn't see any cultivation skills.  for.

    Thinking about it, it's not too high, or there is no cultivation base at all.

    The majestic ghost king sect's foundation-builder monk, in his own territory, can make people turn the world upside down?

    What a joke!

    One of the red-haired monks sarcastically said: "It's just a casual cultivator, how dare you call yourself a fairy? You can't overestimate yourself!"

    "The king of ghosts has countless vassals, if any one comes out, crushing you to death is like crushing an ant."

    As soon as these words came out, Chen Heitan's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help being angry.

    Insulting the Immortal Gate?  Who gave you the guts?

    This group of people is not human, ghosts are not ghosts, and they have never seen anything in the world.

    How dare you speak so boldly in front of your master!

    Laugh, let you laugh enough, you will feel better later!

    Chen Heitan's young heart, imitating Jiang Beichen's usual calm and breezy, said coldly:

    "How dare the ghost king Zong be so arrogant?"

    "Master Master, destroying your sect is like slaughtering a dog!"

    "Once the master gets angry, the sky will collapse, and the sun and the moon will be dark!"

    After saying this, it simply made the monks of the Ghost King Sect go into a rage.

    Unexpectedlyto be so humiliated by a Qi-training fourth-level monk?

    And Jiang Beichen was also horrified, Heitan, Heitan, so I have such a great image in your heart, but don't tell me, can you do it!

    I'm only at the fourth level of Qi training, we can't beat it, don't take me if you brag!

    The mad ghost was amused by Chen Heitan's ignorance, took a step forward and said mockingly: "Oh?"

    "Is your master so powerful?"

    The mad ghost stood on the spot, looking playful, and continued: "I'll just stand here, waiting for him to slaughter!"

    Chen Heitan was furious and desperate, Jiang Beichen waved his hand lightly, signaling his lover to stay calm.

    "Pay attention to your character, don't be impatient!" Jiang Beichen said softly.

    You are almost done, and you still want to rush over, Heitan, I am not capable of protecting you.

    Think about it, you were quite honest before, but you were bullied by Chen Hao, how did you become crazy five times once you practiced immortality?

    Seeing Master's persuasion, Chen Heitan took a step back and said respectfully, "I know I was wrong."

    After finishing speaking, he still didn't forget to point at the mad ghost and curse: "Old ghost, if my master hadn't dissuaded you, your grandpa Heitan would have slapped you to death!"

    "Looking for death!" Being provoked repeatedly, the mad ghost became furious.

    Upon seeing this, the disciple of the Ghost King sneered and said, "Master, what are you talking about with them, just kill them directly."

    After finishing speaking, all the disciples pretended to fly away.

    But before they got up, he was pressed down by the second uncle of the Wang family.

    The second uncle of the Wang family narrowed his eyes and looked very cautious, "Slow down, beware of fraud!"

    He was made suspicious by Jiang Beichen's words, and began to seriously look at the teacher in white.

    On weekdays in Tianyuan Continent, in the territory of the Great Tang Kingdom, and in the southern region, which monk would bow his head and respect him when he saw the Ghost King Zong.

    Today, this pair of casual cultivators and apprentices dare to have nothing to fear!

    Is it ignorance, or something to rely on?

    Could it be that, as the boy with a face like black charcoal said, this headmaster in white is a senior expert?

    Not quite like it!

    Which senior expert would live in such a dilapidated place?

    And the disciples around him are only able to practice the fourth level of qi?

    On the other side, the monks of Ghost King Zong showed hesitation, and Wang Luoli heaved a sigh of relief. When he looked at Jiang Beichen, he felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.

    Can this man in white protect her?

    Seeing the worried look of the little beauty, Jiang Beichen pulled the fishing rod and said with a gentle smile, "Don't worry, fairyIn the Daomen, no one can hurt you in the slightest.

    For some reason, Wang Luoli relaxed a lot when she heard these words.

    All the monks of Ghost King Zong observed Jiang Beichen for a while, but they still couldn't see the depth.

    "Brother Wang, that little girl Wang Luoli is right in front of my eyes. Are you going to give up?" The wild ghost grinned and said,

    They slaughtered the Wang clan, and only the last person was missing. Seeing the credit of their hands, how could they let it go so easily?

    There are many people on my side, and there are a few foundation-building monks.

    Are you afraid that the three of them will fail?

    No matter how strong they are, with so many of us, can't we still beat them?

    Chen Heitan looked at them hesitating, and became anxious for a moment, and they still didn't make a move, so how could Master have the nerve to make a move?

    I can wait to see Master's immortal tricks!

    So Heitan cursed, "You bastard, since you dare not make a move, why don't you retreat quickly?"

    The monks were furious when he said this, "Since you sincerely want to die, don't blame us!"

    Having said that, several people turned into a black light and rushed in at an extremely fast speed.

    Jiang Beichen's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, and he instantly activated the bitter sea formation!

    All the monks of the Ghost King Sect fell into the world of formations.

    Change the world!

    A small pond makes a small world.

    The monks of Ghost King Zong felt dizzy for a moment. When they opened their eyes again, the sky and the earth had changed color, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing where it was.

    In front of them was a black and blue sea, vast and boundless.

    Everyone was horrified!  It was obviously a small pond before, but how did it become a boundless sea?

    The monks of Ghost King Zong looked at each other for a moment, unable to believe what happened before them.

    Suddenly, the second uncle of the Wang family said in horror: "It's a small world!"

    As soon as this remark came out, everyone trembled and looked around. This place is indeed different from the outside.

    But they still couldn't believe it if it was a small world.

    It is too difficult to form a small world, and there are very few sects in the Tiandao League that control the small world.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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