The villain, she raised the darling of heaven

There are nine empty chairs in the main hall of Jiujue Hall, and nine beads are suspended in front of them. Nine different patterns are reflected in the beads, but without exception, they are all black and white.

Nine beads glowed red at the same time, and then went out one by one.

Jue Wu withdrew his soul power and closed the illusion indifferently. None of the other eight palaces were willing to let go.

"Give them whatever you want, first shock the ceremony hall."

Only by uniting the Nine Great Halls in the name of the Nine Great Halls can the Hall of Discussion let go.

Gu Jun stood by her side with a resolute face, and said for a while: "In ten years, I will make Qingyun Hall return to the head of the Nine Halls."

Jue Wu waved his hand at him, without looking sideways: "You only have one chance, and Qingyun Temple will only give you one chance."

Gu Jun clenched his fists and strode away. The scenery continued to recede. There was no one behind him. The voice seemed to come from afar: "Master, the Nan family has been destroyed."

At the same time, the top ten great cabinets also received the news.

"Snapped--"

There was a slight fluctuation in the silence, and there were thirteen people sitting in the meeting hall, and no one made a sound.

With violent fluctuations in soul power, a black phantom appeared in front of everyone.

The man said with a sharp smile, "Everyone, long time no see."

"Elder Sun Xian—"

An old man raised the case.

Chang Sun Xian took off the black hat that covered most of his face, and the skin inside was engraved with blood-colored strange runes, which was horrifying: "Old friend, so happy to see me?"

"I'm not here to settle old scores with you this time. I'm going to the lower realm."

Feng Lang said lightly: "Impossible, it is a great gift for you and your undead tribe to survive. You are no longer the undead god of war back then, and you are not qualified to negotiate terms with us."

Gu Ji's tone was even more indifferent, with a hint of disdain: "Changsun Xian, you should think about how to hide from our meeting hall and live on."

Changsun Xian smiled instead of anger, revealing the scene behind him, the mountain was full of bones.

"Then I can only tell Nan Fan personally about the misfortune of the Nan family."

"How dare you—" Gu Ji stood up almost instantly.

Nan Juan has a divine deed in his hand.

The elder Sun Xian held the table with one hand, took two steps and sighed: "The meeting hall...it's so nice, I was sitting here a hundred years ago."

"Nan Juan, he can be regarded as my old friend, presumably he will believe what I say."

The elder next to him calmly asked, "What are you going to do in the lower realm?"

"Naturally, it is to get rid of Nan Fan for the meeting hall."

The scene fell silent.

This is a good thing for everyone.

"If I come forward to get rid of Nan Fan for you, you don't have to worry about him tearing up the divine deed, isn't that good? I said a long time ago that the Hall of Deliberations should choose a Hall Master. You look like you are fighting each other all day long..."

The old voice carried boundless soul pressure, causing the phantom to shake: "Enough, Chang Sun Xian, you are not qualified to judge the meeting hall, as for what you said, we will consider it."

The invisible force forcibly broke the phantom, and the man's figure and that terrifying face completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Eternal Life Pavilion, sure." A white-haired woman broke the silence first.

"Feng family, sure."

"Gu family, yes."

"Wei family, yes."

……

Thirteen families thousands of miles away silently decided the fate of Muhun College.

"Eldest Sun Xian is not dead, this should be what we are most concerned about, isn't it?"

Although I don't know what evil method he used, but he dared to reveal that he must have made complete preparations.

Back then, the undead tribe relied on the secret technique of undead to almost crush them.

"Everyone participated in the matter of the undead tribe back then. After the Nan family, we should be next."

"Eldest Sun Xian is not a kind person."

The others didn't express their views, their expressions were light and careless.

Back then, the thirteen families could jointly expel the undead tribe. After a hundred years, the power of each family has become stronger and stronger, and now it is even easier.

When Chang Sun Xian gets rid of Nan Fan, everything can end, and this time they will make sure that his spirit dissipates with their own eyes.

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The elder Sun Xian who was cut off from the shadow cast casually threw Fuguang to Gu Shuxue, jokingly said, "I'll give you a chance for revenge. In half a year, I want everyone in the Wonderland of Souls to know that it was the Gu family who killed the Nan family."

Gu Shuxue squeezed her shiny hands and shook slightly, pursed her lips and nodded, under the dim light, the face of the woman without a mask was covered with runes, and the dazzling blood was dazzling.

Chang Sun Xian was not interested in guessing her little thoughts, leaving the people behind him behind, walked to a blood book alone and looked through it, the black mysterious words were densely written on the paper like human skin.

"How could I die? I will never die... Those idiots who don't believe in divine arts should die..."

The man's murmur was like the low growl of some kind of soul beast, which made Gu Shuxue's scalp feel cold due to the suppression.

She regretted it long ago.

This group of things cannot be called human beings, they are immortal monsters.

But she herself was also turned into a monster by them, she could not feel pain or sadness, she had no sense of smell, taste, or tears.

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