Zhuo Mu slowly stepped down from the tower and whispered: "Dachang'an said that this matter was instructed by the Chaoge Sect. Since I have come down personally, you will hand over this matter to me in full, and you can concentrate on completing the matters of the Diaoxing Sect."

Mu Longqing's expression did not change, and he was secretly annoyed. He muttered: "Senior Brother Zhuo, you are new here, so you probably don't know the environment. As you know, Senior Brother Zhuo, I just met a Martial Lord not long ago, and that person has a true-level holy talisman in his hand."

Mu Longqing spoke eloquently, and Zhuo Mu's heart skipped a beat: "A Martial Lord who is hostile to us? Does he have a true-level holy talisman?"

"Yes, I think the matter of the Diao Xing Sect should be left to others for the time being. I will accompany Senior Brother Zhuo to handle another matter." Mu Longqing sneered in his heart.

Zhuo Mu pondered for a while, he really needed someone like Mu Longqing who was familiar with Fahuntian. He paused and said, "Okay, you hand over the matter at hand. Within three months, when the interface channel is open, capture the content." Hesan District.”

"This sect is determined to win and cannot be neglected."

Everyone agreed with a roar.

After strolling over, Mu Longqing introduced the new person in charge to Emperor Ganwu and others, and shouted loudly:

"Please make more preparations. In three months, we will conquer the third district of Ronghe."

In contrast, the Soul Hall in Beiliu District is a different scene. The drizzle is lingering and sad, which is really moving.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura burst into the night. Nie Wen exploded like a green arrow. He flew into the sky, and with a move of his hands, the spiritual energy rolled over the sky and covered the earth.

The Master of the Soul Palace and others were overjoyed: "Congratulations, Master Nie, for finally reaching the realm of martial arts!"

Nie Wen flew down happily and pretended to reprimand: "Don't follow me with such nonsense. It's not easy. It took me so many years to finally break through. This time, I have nothing to say."

The others were stunned, how dare they make private comments about Nie Wen's father, Nie Chaoye.

Fortunately, he got the Root Bone Fruit, otherwise, with Nie Wen's talent, it would still take some time to break through to Wuyu. Thinking of Zuo Wuzhou, Nie Wen sighed with emotion: "I don't know how Lin Zhou is doing now, he has been... If you didn’t come to me, you really aren’t a friend enough.”

A man in gray robe smiled: "Young Master Nie, since you have become Wuyu, it is time to return to our sect. This time Elder Nie also told you that no matter what your cultivation level is, you will be allowed to return to our sect. This interface The passage is open, but I am afraid that the ground will cause waves, and this place is not safe, so it is better to return to our sect."

"It's not safe?" Nie Wen felt horrified: "Why do you say that?"

The gray-robed man and several other people came down from above just yesterday. The gray-robed man thought for a while: "Jun Wang from the Tianjun Sect came down personally, Chaoge Sect seemed to be making some moves secretly. Zhuo Yizong was also secretly there What is the conspiracy? I waited here just to find out."

"Not only our sect, but many sects that claim to be powerful have already sent people down."

Nie Wen looked pale and stood up straight: "No. If Brother Lin's temper gets out of hand, I'm afraid there will be a big disaster."

As a second-generation ancestor, Nie Wen's background is enviable, but he is the most standard second-generation ancestor. He has no ideals and no pursuits, which makes people secretly despise him. Nie Wen doesn't have many friends, and Zuo Wuzhou is one of the few. One of the few true friends.

Anxious, he was in a state of confusion. He, who had never had much courage, decided this time: "No. I can't go back. No, I won't go back. I'll go with you."

If he gets involved in Zhenhuntian's sectarian struggle, even 10,000 lives won't be enough for Wu Jun.

Returning to the Ruijin Realm, the first person to be happy is the little thing. The little thing has never gotten over it because of his poor cultivation of the beauty system. After waiting for a long time, the master finally came, so he was naturally very excited.

Little thing, let’s go!” Zuo Wuzhou said nothing and went straight out of the cave.

I looked back at the sinkhole and saw the bottomless abyss. I sensed the laziness of the black falcon. Zuo Wuzhou's eyes moved slightly: "This black falcon must not be simple."

Together with Ji Ganmo, they rushed to Jinghua Sect to recover from their injuries. Although the little thing was of the second element of wind and soil along the way, it gradually became difficult to keep up with Zuo Wuzhou's speed. Zuo Wuzhou had no choice but to pick it up and touch it. Slippery Mao: "Little one, your cultivation level is too poor. I need to think of a way to improve it for you."

It was night when we rushed to the Jinghua Sect. Before anyone arrived and far away, we could hear the earth-shattering roar coming from the Jinghua Sect.

Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Xiaomo looked at each other: "No, something happened to Jinghua Sect."

Little thing, let's go!" He threw the little thing away. Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Mo flew by like lightning. They activated their "Hidden Dragon Soul" and "Stealth Soul" and rushed over at night like flying.

At a glance, flames were ignited in many places of Jinghua Sect. There were also screams of misery everywhere. Many Jinghua Sect disciples were hunted down and fled in all directions. It was really miserable.

Seeing such a miserable situation, Ji Xiaomo was furious and wanted to draw his sword. But Zuo Wuzhou calmly held him back: "Wait a minute, let's sneak up and kill the strongest first. The rest will be easy, just kill the strongest."

Ji Xiaomo was filled with resentment and took advantage of the chaos to sneak in. Suddenly there was a proud laugh: "Hahaha, King Jing, this time your Jinghua Sect will not be able to live again. Look, let's see it more realistically. This is the consequence of your Jinghua Sect’s refusal to defect to the Yuansha Sect.”

"From now on, there will be no more Jinghua Sect in the world." The six martial emperors who besieged the three kings of Jing laughed loudly, thinking that victory was in sight.

But at this moment, a rolling mountain range suddenly fell down!

The sound suddenly stopped.
Chapter completed!