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Chapter 778 Drawing the Sword(2/2)

Sanniang raised her hand and before using the continuous shooting method, the iron banner at the center of the array fell into her hands.

Holding the Zunhun Banner, feeling the warmth and coolness coming from the black jade heart, the originally restless mood was swept away.

Since being sent to the blessed land to recast the main soul, I haven't held the soul flag for several years.

Now that she was holding the artifact again, Xu Sanniang felt her anxiety disappear.

Instead, there was peace and tranquility, as if she herself, like the black, gold and red iron flags in front of her, had become an artifact made of iron and imbued with the magic power in it.

With a turn of magic power, the soul flag turned into an inch and was put into her sleeve robe. She looked back at the blessed land behind her and stepped forward without saying a word.

Leave the blessed land.

Walk down the dojo.

Beyond Tianyang Shenzong.

With the power of the Nascent Soul cultivator, this vast world can be moved and left at will.

But after leaving the dojo suddenly, Xu Sanniang didn't know where to go.



Xu Sanniang stared at the clouds in the distance.

The body-protecting Gang Qi around the body has long formed a Qi shield.

Sanniang cupped her hands and said, "I wonder which elder of the Pei family is stopping me here?"

"oh."

"you know."

A slightly confused voice sounded.

A monk wearing a green gold robe came out of the air.

He had an upright face and looked middle-aged. He held an iron fan and said with a smile: "I, Pei Wanyou, have been waiting here for a long time."

Xu Sanniang said as if she had expected it: "That old man will not let the news reach my ears. If it can penetrate, my uncles will definitely use unusual means."

"Isn't this just to motivate me to leave the dojo and walk out of Tianyang Shenzong? I can still guess it."

Pei Wanyou smiled in surprise and said, "It seems, Hongshang, you have decided to return to the family?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal."

"Marriage is a major matter. If you don't want to, you can talk about it if your parents order a matchmaker."

"No need to talk."

Xu Sanniang shook her head and said, "I don't want to give anything that belongs to me."

"no."

"You can't keep that thing."

"You have opened the Butterfly Dream Dao Body. If you have not practiced Qi for a while, even if I personally capture you and return to the family, you can still use your blood to open it."

"And the nine-year agreement has passed. You should keep your promise and hand over what the family needs."

Pei Wanyu said calmly.

Xu Sanniang said in a deep voice: "Don't force me, I don't want to fight."

The middle-aged man who was originally friendly looked serious and said: "Do you still want to shake me with the realm of Nascent Soul?"

"Your protector has long been killed by the clan brother."

"Don't be stubborn!"

After all, the family is cold-blooded. If Brother Tushan was not the main soul of Zunhun Banner, he might have died at the hands of the elders, and she did not have enough means to resist.

But things are different now. She has cultivated into Yuanying, and now she can use her Taoist body to use her magical powers. She can borrow magic power from herself in Yuanying.

You can even sacrifice your butterfly wings to improve your own cultivation.

She is no longer a lamb to be slaughtered.

Xu Sanniang did not answer, but touched the soul flag in her sleeve robe.

With her current level of strength and the Soul Reverend Banner, this great-uncle cannot stop her.

"It seems I have to take action."



"What did you do?"

A cold female voice came from not far away.

The words fell.

Xu Sanniang's eyes couldn't help but move.

Pei Wanyou, who was supposed to have come through the air, changed his expression. He stopped and focused on the figure who spoke freely.

It was a tall monk wearing a bamboo hat and black and red robes. The bamboo hat was raised, and his pale red eyes were particularly eye-catching as he glanced at the monk in green gold robes in the distance.

Pei Wanyou narrowed his eyes and raised his hands and asked, "Who is this fellow Taoist? Why do you care about my family affairs?"

"You committed murder in the dojo of my elders."

"I would like to ask who you are."

"Pei Wanyou, the great master of the Qi clan, has not asked for advice."

Pei Wanyou's spiritual aura suddenly burst out, like a pillar of light reaching into the sky.

The cultivation level in the middle stage of divine transformation can be seen at a glance. His eyes light up and turn into two flames of divine light, seeming to see through the monks in black and red robes and hats in front of them.

"Wanfa Sect, Wanling Venerable."

"Wanfa Sect?"

Pei Wanyou's expression froze, and then he said: "Since my Taoist fellow is from the Gaozong family, it's better not to meddle in other people's affairs."

"If the road is uneven, someone will shovel it; if things are uneven, someone will take care of it."

"I'm here today. You can't take me with you."

"What a loud tone!"

Pei Wanyou was furious: "I will teach you the methods of Wanfa Sect's masters."

For a moment, the world became silent.

The entire small world has fallen into Pei Wanyou's control.
Chapter completed!
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