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Chapter 178 Just like it, this is yours, Mr. Mo!

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    The holy world.

    The Wang family.

    At this moment, cold corpses fell to the ground in a mess.

    There was a sword hole in the body of the head of the Wang family, and blood kept pouring out from it. His eyes were wide open, and he looked like he would not rest in peace.

    There is no one left in the entire Wang family!

    ??As the Sword Spirit ancestor said, from now on, there will be no more Wang family in the Holy World.

    At this moment.

    The Sword Spirit Ancestor, the old monk Liu Buju and Liu Qingfeng all stood on the flying boat, looking down from above.

    "These people are as weak as ants in the eyes of seniors. Seniors don't bother to take action. These small things are left to us chess pieces to do! And after doing it, we must not affect the reputation of seniors!"

    The Sword Spirit Ancestor said slowly. After her words fell, her eyes fell on the stone tablet in front of her, waving her sharp sword like a pen writing on the stone tablet.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Uh-huh!

    soon.

    On the stone tablet, there is a line of big characters with flying dragons and phoenixes, which looks very domineering, vigorous and powerful.

    "Three sword strikes, I lose!"

    Next to him, the old monk was extremely excited when he saw these three words. He did not have the strength of the Sword Spirit Ancestor, so he could only leap forward, holding a stone in his hand, and then he also wrote a sentence on the stone tablet: "Who else? Just ask  Who else!"

    "Okay, let's go! If we stay away for too long, seniors will doubt us!"

    The Sword Spirit Ancestor said slowly.

    "good!"

    The old monk nodded.

    "I want to meet the family!" At this time, Liu Qingfeng said.

    "good!"

    The Sword Spirit Ancestor nodded.

    So, the Sword Spirit Ancestor and the old monk left. They rode on the luxurious flying boat and headed towards the mortal world.

    Looking at the cracks in the void.

    They found that the number of these cracks was getting smaller and smaller.

    "Strange? The Road to Mortal Saints is closed again?"

    The Sword Spirit Ancestor, who was standing proudly on the flying boat, saw this scene and his eyes flickered.

    If it is really closed, then the monks in the holy world will not be able to enter the mortal world through these cracks. Similarly, the monks in the mortal world will not be able to enter the holy world to practice!

    "I wonder who is controlling all this?"

    The ancestor of the Sword Spirit always felt that someone was controlling it.

    "However, the master must have known all this.

    "Hmph! If you dare to go against your seniors, you don't know how to live or die, you simply don't know how to live or die!"

    "That's it! That's it!" The old monk next to him seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. He had been particularly swollen recently and kept shouting: "Who else is there? Just ask who else is there!"

    The Sword Spirit Ancestor¡¯s eyes twitched, he glanced at the old monk and asked, ¡°Can you change your lines!¡±

    The old monk shut his mouth and did not dare to speak. After all, the person in front of him was too strong.

    He thought to himself, you still have the nerve to talk about me!

    ??Three sword strikes, I lose!

    ??Can you change a line?

    After the Sword Spirit Ancestor and the old monk left.

    At this moment.

    In the ancestral hall of the Wang family.

    A coffin.

    Boom!

    The coffin lid exploded directly!

    Immediately afterwards, a figure stood up slowly: "Hahahahaha!"

    "I succeeded!"

    "You have entered the realm of true immortality!"

    "Extend your life span by a hundred years!"

    ¡°Hahahahahaha!¡±

    This is Wang Fengyu, the ancestor of the Wang family.

    His name is the same as the current situation of the Wang family. He has gone through many ups and downs before he has grown to where he is today.

    And how many ups and downs he went through before he became a true immortal!

    After the immortals, there are true immortals.

    However, it is really difficult to reach the level of true immortality.

    Especially in this holy world, it is even more difficult to become a true immortal!

    And there will never be more than five true immortals in the entire holy world!

    If there are true immortal level monks in a large family, then this family can directly become the top force in the holy world.

    Wang Fengyu can become a true immortal, so he is naturally happy.

    At this moment, he ran out to share this happy event with everyone, to hold a banquet to celebrate his becoming a true immortal, and at the same time, he also wanted to spread the news throughout the holy world.

      However, when he ran out, he was stunned.

    There are corpses everywhere.

    Rivers of blood flowed.

    The pungent smell of blood permeates the entire world, making people feel vomiting when they smell it.

    "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

    Seeing this scene, Wang Fengyu¡¯s whole face turned red.

    "Who! Who did it!"

    He found writing on the stone tablet in front of him.

    Two lines of characters.

    Among them, one line reads: "Three sword strikes, I lose!"

    The second line reads: "Who else? Just ask who else!"

    I saw these two lines of text.

    Wang Fengyu was so angry that his lungs were about to burst. He held his hands tightly, and even the veins were about to pop out. His entire facial features were extremely distorted and his expression was ferocious.

    angry!

    Like a raging fire burning!

    "It's too much to bully others! It's too much to bully others!"

    Such arrogant, arrogant and provocative words really made him furious!

    His eyebrows were almost raised!

    He thought of something and walked towards a figure, then spread his right hand and patted the figure lightly on the head.

    Suddenly, the previous scenes appeared in his sight.

    He saw the Sword Spirit Ancestor!

    The latter killed countless Wang family monks with one sword!

    He also saw the old monk!

    The old monk was so swollen that he kept saying: "Who else is there? Just ask who else is there!"

    ?Looking at this scene.

    Wang Fengyu¡¯s face turned completely gloomy.

    "People from the mortal world!"

    "There are immortals in the mortal world!"

    He raised his head and looked at the crack in the void.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The next moment, his entire figure headed straight towards the crack in the void.

    However.

    boom!

    ???????????????????????????????????????????? Immediately afterwards.

    His whole figure kept retreating.

    "Damn it!"

    "True immortals cannot enter!"

    His face darkened.

    Only immortals or monks below the level of immortals can enter the mortal world.

    Furthermore, he also discovered that many cracks in the void were gradually being repaired. It seemed that the Road to Mortal Saints was about to be closed again!

    "Could someone be controlling all of this?"

    "If so, which boss will it be?"

    He thought of something, his body trembled, and his mind trembled as well. The big man's magic power was absolutely overwhelming, otherwise, he would not be able to control these void cracks!

    "Go to the Monster Clan!"

    He thought of something and took a step.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The entire figure shot towards the void like a sharp sword.

    ¡­¡­

    The Sword Spirit Ancestor and the old monk Liu Buju sat on the flying boat and returned to Mo Fan¡¯s home.

    Mo Fan looked up, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he exclaimed: "What a big flying boat! This flying boat is so luxurious!"

    "Mr. Mo, do you like it?"

    The Sword Spirit Ancestor looked at Mo Fan, smiled slightly, and said: "As long as you like it, this is yours, Mr. Mo!"

    This is naturally the trophy of seniors!

    "be mine?"

    Mo Fan¡¯s whole body trembled.

    "Baby, will you give it to me?"

    In fact, he has always wanted an aircraft.

    "Um."

    The Sword Spirit Ancestor nodded, handed a token to Mo Fan, and said: "With a slight press, the flying boat will return to the token. There is a space in the token."

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