kvmb Chapter 301 Shi Jian: "Who is in favor and who is against?"
Chapter 301 Shi Jian: "Who is in favor and who is against?"
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Mao Long: "..."
wrong!
This feeling is familiar!
There are always villains who want to harm me.
"What did you say?" Mao Long couldn't hold it in any longer. He had been hit like this over and over again. Was this his own doom?
I should have calculated long ago that I would suffer this disaster!
"who is it?"
"It should...it should be the Shenxiao Sect!"
Mao Jue stammered in response, the helplessness on his face almost overflowing.
No, the person who attacked me has a grudge against me, right?
It's so hard for me!
"Waste, waste!"
Mao Long reached out with one hand, but was pulled back by the magic arrow on his arm. Then he was caressed crazily by waves of Shangqing Dadong Fu.
Thunder roared and Mao Long wailed.
"come over!"
Mao Long also became ruthless, his eyes were as sharp as a ghost, and as violent as a ghost wolf. While he was suppressing with talismans and magic arrows, he urged the devilish energy to roll Mao Jue over.
"Don't you want the secret technique of ascending to immortality? I will teach you today!"
familiar!
Familiar!
Tianzhongtian was brought down by this sentence.
"Ascend to the Immortal Realm, Transfer Souls!"
Following Mao Long's angry roar, strands of blood immediately gushed out of his mouth, and then, ignoring Mao Jue's pleas, poured into his forehead to relieve his fear.
"Master...Master, spare me, spare me!"
"Disciple, I have become your master!"
"boom!"
As the last handful of blood light dissipated, Mao Long's original body was immediately blown into ashes all over the sky, leaving only a few magic arrows trembling from the shock.
To put it simply, the complete secret technique of ascending to immortality is to constantly take over other people's bodies and transfer souls, in order to use this method to refine the soul into a demon, and thus fall into the demon world.
If he can’t be a god, can’t he be a demon?
"Disciple, are you worthy enough to be a god?!"
"Everyone knows that being a god is good, and fame, wealth and honor are inevitable!"
"Everyone knows that the gods are happy, but one day they will be burned by thunder and fire!"
"God, God!"
"This body is still a little defective. Tianzhongtian, my good disciple, let me help you become an immortal today!" Mao Long, who had achieved the soul transfer, laughed strangely, and his extremely turbid face was full of evil and viciousness.
My fellow Taoists, you should follow me into the demonic realm!
As time went on, more and more evil cultivators poured into the headquarters of Yemao Mountain.
Looking around, there are hundreds and thousands of them.
They may not believe that Ye Maoshan will directly reveal the secret realm, but what if?
It would be fine if the Taoist sect treated them as secret realms for fun, but the Buddhist sect actually came along to join in the fun, so let’s fight them!
What to do if you can’t win?
Then let’s compete with numbers!
Evil cultivators cannot be completely killed.
In front of the stone tablet outside the main altar.
"Fu Meng, how far in have you gone?"
Yang Lingxiao asked casually, his messy hair adding a touch of unruly feeling to him.
The evil cultivators these days are going further and further back in history, and it’s hard to tell what’s true from what’s false.
No, if you can’t even tell the real from the fake, how can you be considered an evil cultivator?
"Shicang Yinde!"
"Tokura...it's still a little bit lacking!"
"Master, look, isn't that an old acquaintance?" At this time, Fu Meng suddenly pointed to the distance and said.
Looking around, I saw a group of disciples of the Demon Sect carrying a sedan chair and rushing towards them. Sitting in the sedan chair was Ni Tian Tong, who was wearing smoky makeup.
"That's enough now!"
"Nitiantong, you are a good man!"
"Such a good deed deserves to be earned by Maoshan!"
Fu Meng: "...Sure enough, the taste is right!"
Anyone who is targeted by their master will have a bad ending!
Look at Ni Tian Tong, he almost pawned his underwear.
This time it was better, I just dug out the roots directly.
I wish the underworld has no master!
"Dog, let me teach you one more thing!"
"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, so..."
Yang Lingxiao raised his hand and threw the Eight Diagrams of Gods and Ghosts out. The fluorescent light turned into a handful of extremely clear beams of light and disappeared into the ground.
In an instant, Fu Meng's eyes narrowed.
Through his perception, he saw that an extremely complicated formation had silently covered the entire Yesao Mountain, reaching into the void above and eight feet below the ground.
No matter how powerful you are, you will still die on the spot.
This dense formation made even Fu Meng feel a little dizzy.
So, you, old man, decisively chose to kill people and destroy their hearts?
"So, the formation begins!"
With a slight movement of his mind, a series of fluorescent cracks appeared out of thin air behind Yang Lingxiao.
As the Dao Qi erupted inch by inch, the important people of Maoshan led by Shi Jian slowly emerged, especially the two generations of elders, whose Dao Qi surged around them and they stepped into the air and moved forward.
Wearing half-purple Taoist robes, when they stood in a row, they gave people a feeling that their death was approaching.
The four Taoist soldiers in the rear were dressed in black soft armor, carrying horizontal swords on their backs, long swords hanging from their waists, and wearing red gold Qiankun Taoist crowns on their heads. Their light footsteps made a earth-shaking sound.
The law enforcement officers in both the light and dark halls wore uniform black Taoist robes, held whisks in their hands, and had two swords hanging behind them.
After that are the elite disciples who have all reached the third level of Earth Master Realm.
"Master, uncle!"
“Many seniors!”
Yang Lingxiao took a step forward and bowed deeply to everyone.
"Xiao'er, get up quickly!"
Looking at the eldest disciple in front of him, Shi Jian couldn't help but smile on his stiff face, and then he raised his hand to help him up.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting anyone, I'm knocking everyone away equally.
If you have the ability, go and recruit a disciple like your own Xiaoer!
What, no?
I didn’t go there, but I envied you!
"Ling Xiao!"
Uncle Jiu, Taoist Qianhe, and Diyi Mao all came forward to greet them.
If their eldest senior brother wasn't so cruel, they would definitely compete with him for the master-disciple relationship.
Forget it now!
did you see it?
The ninth level of Heavenly Master is only one step away from entering the realm of immortals on earth.
Is it that he doesn't want to break through?
Not at all!
My eldest senior brother is suppressing his cultivation. When that world comes to an end, that will be the time for my eldest senior brother to report to the heavens.
Facing such a brutal person, you say you want to kick him out?
"Ling Xiao, are we going to compete in the peak match?"
As Uncle Jiu finished his words, Taoist Qianhe and Mao Chunhua's eyes immediately became extremely bright.
The title of only playing in the peak competition can only be theirs.
"Mao Chunhua, Number One Mao, you want to snatch the chance to compete in the peak competition from your senior brother?"
Taoist Qianhe slowly turned his head with an unfriendly look.
"Nephew, uncle is best at playing forward!"
Mao Chunhua didn't even look at Taoist Qianhe, and took out his demon-slaying sword.
He was determined to win this peak match, and even the senior brother couldn't stop him.
"Humph!"
"It really is true that the longer you live, the more successful you become!"
Shi Jian snorted coldly, and the two people who had been fighting for it immediately fell silent.
This is the majesty from the eldest brother.
You can act silly at ordinary times, but in serious occasions, it depends on whether your senior brother's Lightning Thunder Fist can awaken the truth, goodness and beauty in your heart.
"Xiao'er, this time I will personally compete in the peak match!"
"Who is in favor and who is against?"
Uncle Jiu, who was calm and composed, said: "...No, why are you staring at me? At worst, I can just take the sword back."
In a word, who doesn’t want to play in the peak game?
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