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- Chapter 6029: Dinner leads to chaos (Part 1)
The wise does not buy rumours.
It seems reasonable, but in fact, it is bullshit.
The collapse of the two major sects is certainly not a rumor. However, as more and more people know about it, this matter has been mixed with too many illusory elements, making it mysterious, mysterious and bizarre.
It¡¯s not a rumor, it¡¯s better than a rumor.
After being shocked, people began to compare the strength of the two teams. Among them, there are many sect bosses and family leaders. They have a lot of resources and know very well about the Ghost Spirit Sect and the two heavenly kings. In the end, people came to a conclusion that shocked them even more. Even with the presence of the two heavenly kings, it was still impossible to uproot the Ghost Spirit Sect.
There are thousands of monks in the Ghost Spirit Sect, and there are hundreds of those who are above the foundation level. It seems to be of little use, but don¡¯t forget that the monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect are born to raise ghosts, and almost everyone raises ghosts. As for Gui Guzi and Jiuyou Shenjun, they are even more masters in ghost cultivation. The total number of ghost slaves they raise is more than just a few Nascent Soul cultivators.
" Regardless of whether Jiuyou Shenjun has advanced to become a god, it is certain that since the Ghost Spirit Sect dares to do unforgivable things, how can it have no support? Perhaps, they had anticipated the arrival of this day and prepared numerous back-ups to prevent the family from being wiped out.
On the contrary, the Lion King and the Bat King hastily accepted the challenge, regardless of the strength comparison, and was at a psychological disadvantage. It makes no sense at all that the Ghost Spirit Sect would be in such a situation.
The monk who transforms into gods is undoubtedly a strong person, and King Bat is the strongest among the strong, but he is definitely not that strong. As for The Lion King, it happens to be a negative material. It is said that after this battle, the Lion King was lucky enough not to die on the spot, but his already short lifespan was exhausted. His death was just around the corner, and there was no way he could recover.
"The Ghost Spirit Sect can beat the Lion King like this, how much better can the Bat King be than him?" After all, he has only practiced Taoism for 800 years, so he can't advance by leaps and bounds. However, the facts are before us. Almost the entire Ghost Spirit Sect was destroyed, all the high-level monks died, and only Jiuyou Shenjun escaped. It is said that his real body has been destroyed, and he has no choice but to split into countless souls. He is possessed by the ghost slaves he raised and separated to avoid them. It is still unknown how many will be able to escape in the end.
¡° If one person could defeat the Ghost Spirit Sect like this when the Lion King was seriously injured and about to die, the Bat King¡¯s strength would be too outrageous. If that's the case, why should Master Ziyang worry about the future of the empire? The situation is basically impregnable.
Based on all the signs, people quickly came to the conclusion that during the battle between the Ghost Spirit Sect, there must be a third or even fourth person beside the two heavenly kings! Moreover, this person's cultivation level is by no means inferior to that of Bat King, and may even be better than that.
If the Eagle King is not dead, everything will naturally be explained. For those parties who were ready to make a move, while being shocked by this conjecture, they began to pay attention to another issue.
Does this matter have any connection with the Shangguan family, or in other words, does it have anything to do with Yanlong Hou Tang Qing
On his gums, Yuan Datou gasped, desperately injecting the last drop of filth into the blonde woman's body, and then like a fish that had been squeezed dry, he fell limply on the woman's plump body, exhausted and ready to die.
As a few days passed, President Yuan's complexion became increasingly declining, his body became withered and thin, and his unusually large head became more prominent. It's as if a huge skull is pressing down on two soft and elastic flesh balls that are not much smaller than it, and the finished characters are superimposed on each other, which is funny and ridiculous.
The blood-like red light in the woman's eyes gradually dissipated, and she gently pushed away the ugly withered head buried deep in her chest. Her eyes contained contempt and disgust, but her movements were gentle and gentle, just like the most considerate person. The little wife wipes the wounds of her husband after he goes into battle.
After a long time, Yuan Datou's breathing gradually calmed down, and he turned over and sat up with difficulty. The woman said at the right time: "I heard that there have been many changes in the empire recently. Has President Yuan heard about it?"
"The envoy of the gods is making fun of you. How can I not know about such a big event as the demise of the Ghost Spirit Sect." Yuan Datou lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice as if his neck bones were about to be crushed at any time.
Hearing this, the woman chuckled, stood up and crouched behind him like an octopus, and said in a tired voice: "President Yuan has great powers, how could I not know about it? But the president should understand that this is not what people are asking about?"
Yuan Datou frowned slightly and said with a wry smile: "To be honest, I don't know much about the Ghost Spirit Sect's battle. Although there are indeed my chess pieces in the Ghost Spirit Sect, the Longxing Killer will not pick them off." When they went out, they were basically killed on the spot. Now that the Ghost Spirit Sect no longer exists, the remaining remnants are either strictly guarded by the Long family and interrogated one by one, or they have fled outside the mountains without knowing their whereabouts. It is really difficult to determine who the third person is."
¡°Basically killing is not all killing!¡±
The woman¡¯s sweet laughter became even more gratifying, and her fingers that were more than an inch long?You must understand the difference in appearance. "
After a while, the old man woke up from his trance, laughed at himself, and said: "To paraphrase an Eastern saying, in the final analysis, it is just a matter of following fate. When the calamity comes, you will naturally know it."
"In short, compared with the Demon Slayer Blade, everything else can be put aside. Although it is unlikely that Tang Qing has a sacred object, there cannot be any negligence. Remember, remember!"
"I will obey the order!" The two men bowed and agreed with solemn expressions.
"The saint's bloodline is special. Only you can feel the breath of the holy objects. You must be careful during this trip. The holy objects have spirits and cannot be taken by force. Don't make enemies with Tang Qing unless you have to."
The old man in red saw that there was resentment in the two people's hearts, and gave another warning before ordering: "Go, go and come back quickly. I am waiting again, hoping to have good news."
"Yes!" The two agreed, saluted the old man again, then turned and left
"Aren't we a demon sect? Why are we also afraid of demonic calamity?" The girl in the grass skirt leaned next to the old man in the felt hat and asked curiously with her bright eyes wide open.
"The Demon Sect is just a name. Cultivating a demon does not mean becoming a demon, let alone a mutation. How can you not be afraid of demonic calamity?"
The old man patted the girl's head lovingly and said gently: "That is a war of interfaces and a war of races. All races will be wiped out. Except for those who are bent on becoming demons, even their cultivation base has been transformed into the source of demonic energy. There is no one who is not afraid.¡±
"Well, to eliminate the demonic calamity, you need a demon-killing blade." The girl nodded as if she understood, and said matter-of-factly.
"Eliminate the evil calamity?"
The old man looked pitiful, but was touched by the girl's innocence. He couldn't help laughing and said: "How can the evil calamity be eliminated? The most is resistance. As long as the interface dispute exists, the evil calamity can never be eradicated. Your ancestors, aren't they? "
There was sadness in the girl's expression, she fiddled with the golden bell on her ankle twice and said: "No matter how powerful the Demon Slayer Blade is, it is just a treasure after all. Can't we, millions of disciples, be compared to a magic weapon? Master?" Isn¡¯t it often said that the way to practice should not be faked by external things?¡±
"Cultivation is practice, fighting is fighting, they are two different things."
The old man laughed and used a vulgar description to clarify the difference between the two. "It is rumored that the three weapons and the Seven Kills are all holy objects, among which the Demon Slayer Blade ranks first. The six-eared magic bell is on you, and the ranking is several levels different. How powerful is the Demon Slayer Blade?"
"This is just an imitation!"
The girl pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction, her bright eyes exuding wildness, she tugged on the old man's sleeve and whispered: "Old Ancestor, when can I give Zhengzong to Xiaocao to play with, just take a look!"
"Nonsense!"
The old man raised his hand as if to strike. The girl shrank her neck and made a fearful expression in cooperation, making the old man laugh.
"Let's go, all parties are out, let's go and see what delicious food Tang Qing is eating, and he has to travel so far!"
After saying that, the old man stood up, his eyes showing great pride. It was as if he was not going to watch someone eat, but as if a general was wearing armor and a strong man was carrying a sword, about to embark on the battlefield.
"Ancestor, will you go in person? Is it inconvenient?" The girl in the grass skirt also stood up and asked curiously.
"What's the inconvenience? I'm not one of those pretentious bastards!"
The old man laughed, his heroic spirit revealed, and said: "They have sacred objects, and so do we; they have saints, and our little grass is also of the blood of gods. I want to see who can get the sacred objects. Recognition.¡±
"Well, Xiaocao is very powerful, she must be better than that cold old lady!" The girl in the grass skirt waved her little fists and shouted with high spirits.
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