Xiu Shen Wai Chuan fairy world chapter

"Yes, you all know that he can become a saint, and he will be the number one in the human race of the Good Fortune Sect soon. Can the master come here casually?" Xie Chu looked around and said in a low voice, "The master said that he can be forced to bow his head It’s not bad. However, judging from his high-profile canonization, he intends to go his own way, wants to occupy Qingtian Peak, and replace Xiao Sheng with Meng Sheng..."

"Impossible!" Li Nianxiao denied without hesitation, "It is impossible for the human race to forget Xiao Sheng!"

"It is impossible for the current human race to forget!" Xie Chu said solemnly, "But what about after 100 million years or 200 million years? The Taoist Palace of Creation is gone, and the Holy Palace in the Holy Xiao City is gone. Who can still remember Xiao Sheng?? "

"Who dares to touch the Holy Palace!"

"Someone dares!" Xie Chu said lightly.

"Who?"

"Deputy leader of the Dao League!"

"Really Boyun?" Li Nianxiao said in surprise, "Isn't he guarding the Holy Palace in the Holy Xiao City?"

"Hey..." Xie Chu looked at Li Nianxiao and said with a smile, "I'm afraid Jin Cheng Jin has other ideas, so he didn't tell you about Bo Yun!"

Li Nianxiao's face changed, and after Xie Chu whispered the sound, Li Nianxiao cursed in a low voice: "Damn it! These people are too greedy, they dare to take advantage of the Holy Palace! No wonder Yu Leizong hasn't come yet, It looks like they are going with the Daomeng!"

"Yeah, look, Yu Leizong had a good relationship with your Xuanmeng back then, and I was also very good with the Bliss Sect, but now they turn to the Daomeng, people, everything will change..."

"People will change, but... people's hearts will not change!"

Li Nianxiao saw that the snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, and more and more monks gathered around, and said word by word.

In the distance, in front of another rainbow, Gan Xiao followed behind a tall monk with slender eyebrows, and asked slightly dissatisfied: "Deputy head Xun, didn't the head make an appointment with the leader of Cangsongzi? Still not coming?"

The tall monk is Xun Zhuoyi, the deputy head of Yu Leizong. He looked at Qian Xiao dumbfoundingly, and said, "How can I know the whereabouts of the head? If you ask me, why don't you ask Mengmeng, Cangsongzi?" When will the lord come over..."

"Senior Cangsongzi comes or not, I don't care..." Gan Xiao bit his lip and said, "Master Sect Master, if you don't come, it's justifiable that I, Yu Leizong, came late. This time it's the same." If you don’t come again, don’t talk about others, it’s my Yu Leizong disciples... I’m afraid they won’t follow you..."

"Bold!" Xun Zhuoyi scolded in a low voice, "How can you, a disciple of Yu Leizong, say such things?"

"Why can't I say it?" Gan Xiao retorted, stiffening his neck, "It's just what people want!"

"Behind Meng Pingqing is a fairy from the fairy world!" Xun Zhuoyi stomped his feet and said, "If the master does this, he will lead Yu Leizong to a dead end..."

"If there is no justice in the eyes, if there is no gratitude in the heart, what's the point of such Yu Leizong's existence??" Qian Xiao said word by word, "The current Yu Lei Zong may not have the three saints of Yu Lei Zong, or there may be no Wan Lei sect." Xiao Sheng of Gu, but there is absolutely no shortage of disciples with strong bones!"

"Alas..." Xun Zhuoyi sighed, patted Qianxiao on the shoulder and shook his head, "If I were 10 years ago, I would be like you, but...now, I really dare not say that! People, It's always going to change..."

Chapter 1377 Seven Immortal Puppets

"Boom boom boom..." Gan Xiao wanted to say something more, but there was a sound of piercing in the distance, and people from Daomeng 81 Xianmeng gradually came over.

But looking at these monks, Gan Xiao said bitterly. The Dao League is the strength of the Ten Thousand Monster Realm that directly competes with the Tianmeng. He originally had high hopes for the Dao League, but after saving Cangsongzi, Gan Xiao found that he was still too optimistic.Of the 81 immortal alliances of the Dao League, more than [-] were attracted by Boyun real person. Cangsongzi sent other forty immortal alliances who were rescued by these leaders to subdue them with thunder. Although the Dao League has survived the crisis, the vitality Seriously injured, it is already unrealistic for Daomeng to besiege Tianmeng directly.

Looking at the fluttering snowflakes, Gan Xiao felt that he was too small. Even if he tried his best to shout, how many people could hear him clearly?

"Reporting to the deputy head..." A Yulei Sect disciple came over and reported, "The disciple has already sent someone to investigate, and Qingtian Peak is surrounded by disciples from Daomeng, Xuanmeng and various sects within a hundred thousand miles around Qingtian Peak. , and near the teleportation formation, there are still an endless stream of monks coming, it seems... all come to see how the leader of the Heavenly Alliance can become a saint!"

"Hmph..." Gan Xiao snorted coldly, and said, "Holy? Even if he is on the list of saints, how can he leave a mark in people's hearts? Some people can be named saints forever, while others can only be stigmatized forever! "

"Hush..." Xun Zhuoyi gestured hastily, and warned, "Qian Xiao, be careful that the misfortune comes out of your mouth!"

"Deputy head Xun..." Gan Xiao squinted his eyes, looked at the rainbow in the distance, and said coldly, "Since I came to protect the holy temple in Shengxiao City, this junior has put life and death aside, and since I came here... "

Gan Xiao just said this, "Om..." The red cloud that was flickering like a candle before suddenly made a roaring sound. In the center of the red cloud, a little silver light shone like a star, and the seven twinkling red clouds bloomed like flower petals, and then With Tong Yunning making the petals, the light thread that was supposed to protect the mountain began to sweep around!

The unspeakable force rose with the light thread, not only swept away the surrounding wind and snow, even the monks gathered around Qingtian Peak were pushed backwards by this force!

"This... is this the power of law??" Xun Zhuoyi's face changed slightly, he looked at the seven petals and the light thread soaring into the sky, and couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice, "What kind of magic circle is this? ?”

The power of law is like waves, pushing hundreds of thousands of monks away from Qingtian Peak, Xun Zhuoyi tried to urge mana to resist, but he only had one resistance, and a wall as strong as gold and stone was formed in the air, and the counterattack was even stronger.

Xun Zhuoyi thought for a while and collected his mana, and drifted away to the distance!

Fortunately, everyone retreated for more than a hundred miles, the power of the law gradually subsided, everyone stopped, and Li Nianxiao could see clearly that circles of light threads like patterns flickered slightly within a hundred miles of Qingtian Peak.

Everyone was whispering, but at this moment, "swipe..." A ray of sunlight fell on the Qingtian Peak, and everyone raised their heads, only to find that the wind and snow within a thousand miles had disappeared, and the clouds were densely covered On the dome of the sky, seven petal-shaped vortexes have taken shape.

These vortexes are also slightly rotating, strangling the red clouds, and behind the vortex, the two suns that set in the west are already showing blood!

"Ah? Why is the moon coming out?"

Just as Li Nianxiao was about to look away, a sharp-eyed monk in the distance suddenly called out, pointing at a whirlpool.

Li Nianxiao's heart twitched, and he looked quickly. Sure enough, at the edge of the vortex, a few moonlights were rendering the dissipated clouds!

"The sun and the moon appear together, leaving names on the holy list..."

Not to mention Li Nianxiao, this sentence appeared in the hearts of everyone present at the same time!

However, among all the people, there is a monk, his eyes just swept the sky, and immediately looked at the light thread in the sky in the distance, the light thread flickered faintly silver, and said in his heart: "Sure enough, this is a fairy formation ! There are immortals from the fairy world..."

"Dragon don't dive..." When the cultivator muttered to himself, a female cultivator in a sword suit next to him showed fear on her face, and said in a low voice, "We... let's go. We are only first-rank Yuanli Junior, those who are not qualified to participate..."

This cultivator is of course Long Wuqian. He looked at the female cultivator and smiled slightly, and said, "Qin Qian, what are you afraid of? You wait for the sword cultivator to cultivate the sword energy in your chest, and the sword energy is the most important thing to go forward. Didn't you do the same thing before?" Xiao Sheng, are you fighting for the Gate of Creation? If you back away now, I am afraid that you will have no hope for the Excalibur in this life!"

The female sword repairer named Qin Tan glared at Long Wuqian, then looked around, and whispered, "Didn't you see? The seniors around are at least transformed into gods, or even fit together, not even a Nascent Soul, you What am I? It's not that I'm afraid, it's...that we are not qualified!"

"In the face of justice, what qualifications are there?" Long Wuqian said proudly, "Even if I am a mortal, I still want to come!"

"Hmph, if you were a mortal, would you be able to fly up?" Qin Yan pouted, "Isn't it because you have cultivated to the ninth level of Qi Refining, so you can temporarily use the flying talisman?"

Long Wuqian looked at the sky, the seven vortexes had merged into one, and the sky blue was revealed in the huge vortex, the blue color looked a bit permeable, and the red color in the west became more and more intense.

Long Wuqian waved his hand and said, "Don't talk, don't talk, when will the fellow Taoists from Shengxiao City come?"

"You...does your method work?" Qin Jian said with worry on his face, "Don't...don't embarrass Master..."

"How is it possible?" Long Wuqian said proudly, "When have you ever seen me fail?"

"Also... that's right!" Qin Yan nodded and said, "When I met you, you were sure that you would advance to the ninth level of Qi refining within half a year. I thought you were bragging, but I didn't expect you to succeed..."

Long Wuqian was about to say something more, when a loud "Boom..." sounded from Qingtian Peak. He saw Qingtian Peak shake a few times, and then there was a "cracking" thunder, and a bright silver thunder seemed to fly Like a sword, it pierced through the sky from the center of Qingtian Peak to the sky!

"Keng, Keng, Keng..." After the thunder light, the seven clouds made of flower petals in Qingtian Peak made the sound of swords, and a little silver light in them flashed like stars.

Before everyone could see the silver light clearly, the bright silver thunder that rushed into the sky exploded in the sky, divided into seven unbiased and unbiased, and fell into the seven silver lights!

"Boom boom boom..." The seven red clouds were completely shattered, and seven sword puppets holding silver flying swords flew out slowly!

Just after the seven sword puppets showed up, the unspeakable coercion of all the monks had already poured in like overwhelming!

"Immortal puppet??" Long Wuqian's figure trembled violently under the coercion, he couldn't resist at all, his figure fell sharply, and he let out a low cry.

"What fairy puppet?" Qin Yan couldn't stabilize her body, and then fell into the air, but she was concerned about Long Wuqian, so she asked hastily...

Chapter 1378 The throne of fortune, Meng Pingqing!

Long Wuqian didn't answer Qin Dan, but hurriedly slapped the Qiankun bag and took out a flying talisman again, ready to take the time to activate it. Looking at the chaotic scene around him, he frowned and said, "I'm in trouble!"

"What's the trouble?" Qin Jian asked again.

However, just as Long Wuqian was about to answer, the silver light around the sword puppet slowly flickered, and then condensed towards the point between the sword puppet's brows. After about half a cup of tea, except for the long sword in the sword puppet's hand that still had a silver sword light, The sword puppet itself does not have a silver body.

"Huh..." Long Wuqian let out a long breath, and snorted coldly, "Hmph, let me just say, how can a monk of the tenth rank of Yuanli force motivate the immortal puppet? It turns out that it is by virtue of the power of the sword map..."

"Long Wuqian, what... what are you talking about!" Qin Qian blamed, "Why can't I understand a word?"

"It's okay, it's okay..." Long Wuqian waved his hands and said, "Just now I was worried that Master Qin couldn't come over, after all, the sword puppet just now was too powerful, so it's okay now!"

"Hmm, um..." Qin Yi also stabilized his figure, looked at the distance, and was worried again, "Why isn't Master Xiaomei coming yet?? Nothing will happen on the way, right?"

In the distance, Li Nianxiao was not worried. He stood in the air, looked at the seven sword puppets, and at the place where the thunder light had just been born in the center of Qingtian Peak, and said coldly: "At this time, the 33 families of the Tianmeng Is it time for the leader of the Immortal Alliance to show up?"

As he said that, Li Nianxiao looked in the direction of Qian Xiao and the others, and asked again: "I don't know how many Dao Leagues there are...the deputy leader is here!"

Li Nianxiao's tone was extremely sarcastic, but no one listened to it. Everyone looked at Qingtian Peak. Although Meng Pingqing did not appear, and the leader of the 33 fairy alliances did not appear, the sword energy of the seven sword puppets really scared them jump!

The silver sword light almost had the momentum to sweep away everything, which they had never seen in this life.

Although they knew that this was their majesty, but this majesty... is too big!

However, after the sword puppet appeared, there was no movement in Qingtian Peak, only the sky was getting dark and the two suns were about to set.

"Dong dong dong..." All of a sudden, behind the crowd, there was another battle drum beating, and in the twilight, dozens of flying boats came through the sky.

"The Heavenly Alliance, the Heavenly Alliance is here..."

"It turns out that Tianmeng is not in Qingtian Peak..."

"Nonsense, the Tianmeng has been in Pori City for tens of thousands of years, and no one has come to Qingtian Peak, so no one thought that Meng Pingqing was in Qingtian Peak..."

The flying boats flew in aggressively, and on each flying boat, there were dozens of feet of golden monks holding golden hammers and beating drums to show off. The dazzling light shot out from the body of the flying boat, and the monks flew back slowly to get out of the passage!

Li Nianxiao could see clearly that on each flying boat, there were a few cultivators of the ninth rank of Yuanli, who should be the leader of the 33rd Immortal League of the Heavenly Alliance!

"Damn it!" Li Nianxiao couldn't help cursing as he watched the lords of the Immortal Alliance cast their eyes like flying swords, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

The flying boat rushed into the place where the sword light was whirling, "Swipe..." Tadpole-shaped runes loomed one after another, Jian Guang avoided it, and the flying boat rushed in quickly!

"Sure enough..." Long Wuqian looked at the flying boat rune with meaningful eyes.

"Boom..." The flying boat entered the sword diagram and roared again, the runes all over it exploded, and hundreds of monks flew out, each taking magic weapons and other things to form an array to protect Qingtian Peak.

"Today's matter... I'm afraid it will have no beginning and no end!!" Li Nianxiao let out his spiritual thoughts slightly, and looked around. It can't be compared!

"No..." Li Nianxiao's thoughts turned sharply, and he said to himself, "The morale of the Taoist League, Xuanmeng, and all sects and factions can't be lowered..."

Li Nianxiao understands better than anyone else that there are quite a few monks who sympathize with Good Fortune Gate and are willing to stand up for Good Fortune Gate. The courage has worn away a lot with time.

Now that it is so easy to have the opportunity to question Meng Pingqing face to face, how many of those monks who are filled with righteous indignation can reach Qingtian Peak?

And among the monks who can reach Qingtian Peak, how many of them have no burden on their shoulders?Who can face Meng Pingqing like himself? ?

"Forget it, isn't it just one life?" Li Nianxiao gritted his teeth and said in his heart, "Xiao Sheng saved my mother, I will..."

"Kachacha..." Unfortunately, before Li Nianxiao could finish his thoughts, a thunderbolt suddenly rose from the center of Qingtian Peak, and the thunderbolt rushed high into the sky like a torrent.

Amid the turbulent thunder, the Throne of Creation slowly flew out, and on the throne, a figure with blood and silver spots flashing all over his body was sitting cross-legged!

The human figure is not solid, and there are several layers of dragon patterns tumbling up and down around the outline. The dragon patterns condense into strange runes with a gleam of light. Many of the thunder that rushed out crashed into the runes, and with the impact of the thunder, the dragon patterns gradually condensed and charged In the center of the dragon face, a humanoid head is gradually revealed. Isn't it just Meng Pingqing, the lord of the Heavenly Alliance, who has a simple appearance and slanting sword eyebrows?

"I'm waiting to congratulate the leader..."

Although the dragon pattern is like water, it is still slowly buffering, Meng Pingqing's figure has not yet been fully revealed, but the leaders of the 33 fairy alliances around him have knelt down on one knee, congratulating, "Today's nomination on the holy list, the leader of the human race!"

Meng Pingqing slowly opened his eyes, the thunder light surged out, a chill pierced the air, and when the thunder light subsided, it was condensed into two majestic eyes, with a hint of arrogance and a smile emerging from the eyes, one like a thunderbolt A majestic voice sounded: "Good!"

"Buzz..." As soon as Meng Pingqing's voice fell to the ground, there was another deep voice behind the crowd. Although the voice was deep, it sounded chaotic, like bees and butterflies among flowers.

Everyone was amazed and didn't know who came at this time, but when they saw it clearly, they were even more puzzled.

But I saw thousands of flying shuttles flying over the sky and covering the sky, and there were hundreds of thousands of people on each flying boat, but everyone's spiritual thoughts scanned it, and they could already see clearly that the monks on this flying boat were nothing more than refining Qi and building foundations. The monk driving the boat is Nascent Soul!

"He... what are they doing here?"

"Haha, they're finally here!" Long Wuqian was about to jump up. He grabbed Qin Mi's hand and shouted, "Quick, send a message to Master Xiaomei to see where she is..."

"Let go..." Qin Yan blushed a little, and hurriedly shook his hands away, but Long Wuqian didn't care. He slapped the Qiankun bag and took out a blood tablet the size of a palm, and lifted it up, "Quick, find Master Xiaomei..."

Qin Yi quickly took out the magic weapon of communication, she asked a few words in a low voice, and hurriedly said a few words to Long Wuqian, the two of them stumbled and flew out of the crowd, facing the flying boat.

At this time, although all the monks were amazed, none of them flew out.

Even Meng Pingqing opened his slender eyes to look into the distance, and stopped talking!

Chapter 1379 430 Questioning of [-] monks! !

"I'll go take a look..." Qian Xiao looked around and said to Xun Zhuoyi.

"What are you going to do?" Xun Zhuoyi pulled Gan Xiao's sleeves and said, "You are a disciple of Yu Lei Sect!"

"I'm even a human from the Ten Thousand Demon Realm!" Gan Xiao pulled out his sleeves angrily, Xun Zhuoyi had no choice but to let go, and said via voice transmission, "If there is any difference, come and find me, the master has left a magic weapon..."

"Hmph..." Gan Xiao snorted coldly, and flew away without looking back.

"Everyone..." Gan Xiao just flew out, and the Nascent Soul Nvxiu named Xiaomei flew up with the blood tablet in her hand, and said loudly, "This is a magic weapon obtained by a fellow Taoist. At that time, it was comparable to a full-strength attack by a ninth-rank monk of Yuanli! I know that we, the low-ranking monks, are insignificant, and in Meng Pingqing’s eyes, we are nothing more than ants, but we are also humans from the Ten Thousand Monster Realm, and we also deserve the grace of Xiao Sheng to save the world , also thanks to the Good Fortune Gate’s expedition to the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, we just want to ask Meng Pingqing why he killed the Good Fortune Gate and why he sacrificed millions of disciples with blood!”

Gan Xiao stopped, his heart was touched, yes, although these monks are very weak, they can kill hundreds of people with a single slap, but their aura is not inferior to him, what qualifications do he have to stop them?What qualifications do I have to ask them? ?

"We have to tell Meng Pingqing, don't think that he is going to become a great sage of the human race, don't think that he is the supreme being in the world, and we will definitely listen to him! Before justice, all monks are equal!"

"We also want to tell Meng Pingqing, don't think that after 3 years, no one will ask the truth about the past, and no one will think about the kindness of the past. Time may dilute the hatred, but it will definitely make the anger more brewing! "

"We are ants, we are weak, but our hearts are not weak, our hearts are still huge..."

"Brush..." Qian Xiao's eyes were a little hazy, and tears couldn't help gushing out, yes, just now he complained about his weakness.

"Come on..." The Nascent Soul cultivator named Qin Mei raised her hand, and the blood stele flew into the air, "Pfft" she was the first to spit out blood, and shouted, "Bring our blood, let the blood The monument stores the wishes of all of us, and we want to hear, Meng Pingqing, why did you kill the Good Fortune Gate? If you think you can cover the sky with one hand, then... Come on! We are not afraid of death, we are afraid of such an unclear life! !!"