Fantasy: Start to Create the Heavenly Secret Pavilion

Chapter 113

In two Sacred Lands, the imperial soldiers were used at the same time, and they were in a deadlock.

Great Desert City.

In front of Tianji Building.

The two Daoist shadows walked over side by side.

He was an old man at first, very old, weak, like skinny, with white hair covered with messy shoulders.

He staggered forward with his hands on his back. Every step down made people mistakenly think that he would fall to the ground in the next second.

Beside the old man, followed by a middle-aged man.

It is the Head Teacher of Jiuyou Demon Sect, Yang Qiu.

He stretched out his hands and supported the old man, with every move, he was cautious and extremely respectful. People he didn’t know would almost mistakenly think that Yang Qiu had changed his temper.

It’s hard to see that this is a Devil Dao middleman who is cruel and daring to beat his brother.

“Ancestor, slow down, Tianji Tower is here.”

Yang Qiu said softly.

“Are you here?”

The old man stopped and looked up to the front. There were no pupils in his eyes, only two black holes, like two Universe black holes, very terrifying.

In the black hole, as if containing a terrible principle, blooming with brilliance. 10

“You deserve to be someone who can teach you to be holy.”

The old man said something.

At a glance, he was as tyrannical as him, and he couldn’t see through this heavenly secret building.

He was clearly in front of him, but it seemed to be separated by a world. The entire attic was enveloped in a layer of mist, vague and mysterious, blocking all prying eyes.

“The host senior, naturally, he is not an ordinary person.”

Yang Qiu said flatly.

now.

He has arrived at the gate of Tianji Building.

Own flattery, even if you want to come to the host, you can hear it. This kind of opportunity is for nothing.

“Ancestor, pay attention to your feet, there are steps.”

Yang Qiu helped the old man and walked step by step into the Tianji Tower. As soon as he looked up, he saw Li Yun with a strange look on his face.

“Junior Yangqiu, I have met senior.”

“Old Meng Qingzhi, I have seen the original poster.”

Yang Qiu and the old man arched their cupped hands at the same time.

“Um?”

Seeing my ancestor, I also salute with myself.

Yang Qiu’s heart jumped. Others didn’t know the strength of this ancestor, but he knew that this was a genuine quasi emperor, but he was too old.

Qi and blood have faded, a little worse than the peak Zhun Emperor’s strength.

Because the deadline has come, so often self-appointed in the coffin, the entire Jiuyou Demon Sect, not many people know that this ancestor survives.

But even if it is a quasi emperor who is dying, he is still a quasi emperor!

Such an old and terrifying person, to the original poster in front of him, senior, he used to call himself old, and he didn’t dare to give a big impression. What did that mean?

It means that the strength of the original poster senior is definitely stronger than that of his ancestors!

It is very likely to be a great emperor!

Because.

If the original poster senior is also a quasi emperor, his ancestors can’t be so respectful!

Could it be…

Is the original poster of Tianji really a great emperor?

Yang Qiu was completely overwhelmed at this moment. Although he had already guessed in his heart, the appearance of this scene in front of him still made him unbelievable.

beside.

Meng Qingzhi also sighed that there are really many hermits in this world.

Who can think of it.

In such a small wild city, there is still a character who can’t even see through himself?

“Sit down, two of you.”

Li Yun gave Yang Qiu a weird look.

It surprised me that.

On weekdays, Yang Qiu, who does not show the mountains and does not leak water, actually moved his ancestor out. He is still a quasi emperor, but the quasi emperor is not in good condition.

There is not much Shouyuan left, and it looks like it will fall after one move.

At this time, I went out for a stroll.

Either you are picking a grave, or you have some conspiracy!

After Meng Qingzhi and Yang Qiu sat down, Liu Chengxue served the two of them with tea, and then turned and retreated.

Meng Qingzhi stretched out his hand, took a sip of the tea cup tremblingly, and said slowly: “The old man came here today to thank the host for his kindness.”

“If it weren’t for the original poster, I’m afraid I won’t have one more Sage in the Nine Nether Demon Sect.”

Talking.

Meng Qingzhi looked at Yang Qiu very relievedly, making the latter very embarrassed.

“It’s just a matter of effort.”

Li Yun waved his hand lightly.

Meng Qingzhi’s remarks, he did not believe in punctuation marks, a younger brother, who became Sage from the Holy Lord realm, is indeed worth celebrating.

But it would be a bit exaggerated to let a dying quasi-emperor come to thank you specifically.

just in case.

Halfway, this quasi-emperor died, and it is estimated that everyone in the Jiuyou Demon Sect would have to cry to death.

“The old man heard a few days ago that someone had set up a killing formation outside the Wild City. Dare to ask the original poster if there is such a thing?”

Meng Qingzhi asked again.

“good.”

Li Yun nodded.

This matter is not a secret. It was sent back by spies from all major forces a long time ago, and Meng Qingzhi knew it was reasonable.

557　　 “There are such arrogant people in the world. If they want to be disadvantageous to the original poster, the original poster should also tell the old man his name. No matter what the background of the other person, my Nine Nether Demons Sect will definitely not die!”

Meng Qingzhi was furious.

His skinny body was trembling, as if it really caused anger, but his eyes flashed with a black light.

When he came, he had already learned about the original poster of Tianji from Yang Qiu’s mouth.

Any message requires an exchange of equivalent items.

I have expressed my opinion this time, I can think of it in the mind of the heavenly host, I can feel a lot of Ascension, and later I will take advantage of the situation to propose the method of buying the Sacred Land protection mountain formation.

Isn’t this price much cheaper?

after all.

How many people can help their own people and kill them to death?

“The abacus is very loud.”

Li Yun glanced at Meng Qingzhi’s template and smiled in his heart. He slowly spit out a few words: “The man who sets up the formation is the Holy Lord!”

“Oh?”

Hearing these words, Meng Qingzhi’s eyes without pupils all lighted up!

Is there such a good thing?

Whatever he thinks, he will come! .