After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

Yan Zizhi picked up a piece of squirrel mandarin fish.

Instead of stuffing it into his own mouth, he put it on Xiang Jiurong's plate.

Because the piece of fish was fried too black, it also affected the appetite.

Xiang Jiurong, who was fed by his 'ex-wife', had tears in his eyes: "Although I don't eat fish, I am very moved."

Downstairs is still talking about the oracle platform.

Obviously, this otherworldly thing has aroused the interest of most people.

Human beings have always admired immortals, especially those who have ascended to the ascension, and have a higher status than immortal cultivators.

But anyone who is associated with gods, no matter if they are demon gods or real gods, people will believe anything they say.

What's more, it is the oracle platform known as the oracle.

"This Taiwei faction has such big rules, and it's the number one fairy alliance. It's not that easy to get on the oracle platform, right?"

"Hey, you've hit the point here, there's nothing wrong with that, but the rules for going to the oracle platform are not set by the Taiwei Sect, they are set by the oracle platform itself."

"Everyone knows that the weapons in the hands of us immortal cultivators are swords, talismans are talismans, and alchemy are furnaces. We all hope that they can become famous magic weapons in the world. But dreaming is one thing, Whether it will work is another matter.”

"When the oracle is sent down every 100 years, a tool spirit will also be born in the world at the same time. Those who find that tool spirit can go to the oracle platform to obtain the oracle."

"This weapon spirit comes once in a hundred years, even if it doesn't go to the oracle platform, it's worth it. If my weapon can have a weapon spirit, wouldn't it be invincible."

"That's natural. Do you know who obtained the last weapon spirit?"

"who is it?"

"It's Lin Yuan, the Immortal Venerable of the Taiwei Sect. The Eternal Silence in his hand is the spirit of Weak Water, which can melt all things."

"No wonder, it's amazing..."

There was a lot of compliments.

You can hear sighs in people's voices.

The oracle platform is a huge temptation, and the spirit of the weapon is also a huge temptation.

But if that temptation is connected with Lin Yuan.

It becomes a myth, an untouchable myth.

Everyone knows that Taiwei's Linyuan Immortal Venerable is only one step away from ascending.

If the weapon spirit is obtained by such a person, everyone present is useless.

The following information is not very meaningful. Yan Zizhi chose to have bloodletting to eat with Xiang Jiurong because the restaurant is a gathering place for news.

He put the last piece of fish into his mouth, it was soft and tender, it was really a good place recommended by Xiang Jiu Ronglong.

"I understand this time, the next step is to go to Taiweipai?"

Yan Zizhi was noncommittal!

"Don't worry, it's on my young master, how about this young master taking you back home for three dynasties?"

He is the majestic young master of the demon clan, the one that the immortals begged for a marriage.

Wouldn't it be easy to take Yan Zizhi back now?

"Snap".

I haven't waited for someone from Yan to answer.

The table in front of Xiang Jiurong was pierced by a hidden weapon and immediately fell apart.

But this was not Yan Zizhi's handwriting.

What shot through the table was a golden tail feather, shining in the sunlight outside the building.

Glittering, not angry and majestic.

The demon master and young master, who was still complacently crossing his legs just now, only lowered his head for a glance, and immediately sat upright.

"??" Yan Zizhi looked at him suspiciously.

The young master looked left and right, and after making sure there was no one there, he quietly said, "It's the tail hair of my old man."

Oh, the nine-tailed golden phoenix, the token of the demon master of the demon race.

Xiang Jiurong's fingertips tremblingly touched the small eye in the middle of the tail feather, and a roar came from inside in time: "Xiang Jiurong, get back to me, and see what you have done!! !"

When Xiang Jiurong heard the coercion from the golden tail feathers, his tail trembled three times in fright.

Presumably, it was because of the fact that he threw Ji Yunzhi into the realm of innocence.

Xiang Jiurong secretly glanced at the other evil god in front of him.

After weighing it in my heart, Ji Yunzhi was more frightening.

Otherwise, he would obediently follow Ji Yunzhi back to Taiwei.

At that time, if the old man gets angry, he will follow Ji Yunzhi anyway, and he can always make up some excuses.

"We can't go to Taiwei." Yan Zizhi's tone was flat.

Xiang Jiurong: "Why? After all, I'm Taiwei's half-son-in-law."

"Think about it carefully, what is Taiwei asking for if he wants to make peace with your monster clan?"

The little quail racked his brains, remembering what Taiwei said in his mouth when he came: "May the monster race and the human race live in harmony from now on, and never cross the border."

The meaning of never crossing the line.

Didn't he just hope that he, the young master of the monster clan, would stay in his own territory obediently and not harass them! ! !

"Let's kill it!"

The young master's dignity cannot be lost!

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the other side.

The black clothes on Lin Jiran's body were tattered, and there were various wounds on his arms, lower abdomen, and back that were scratched by gravel.

The deep ones can be seen with flesh and blood, and the shallow ones are several inches long.

He staggered along the other side of the long street.

Even with the blessing of Soul Eater, he was still seriously injured when he left Wuwang Realm.

After finally coming to Wangshan City, he has already released the signal of the master's gate at the first time.

At this moment, a huge golden chrysanthemum//flower is blooming above Wangshan City.

Everyone didn't understand what the head of Taiwei was thinking.

He will make the tokens of his own sect into this... um, weird appearance.

But at this moment, everyone raised their heads in unison and stared at the sky with all kinds of envious and jealous eyes.

Probably, this is the evil/fun of the head of Taiwei.

However, I'm still so envious.

Want to join the No. [-] sect in Xianmen...

It took less than half a quarter of an hour for the Taiwei Shimen signal to lift off.

There was a radiant fairy sword slipping from the sky of Wangshan City.

It can also be said to slide/out from the center of that chrysanthemum/flower.

In short, the scene is both weird and majestic, making it impossible to find adjectives for a while.

It's really indescribable.

The immortal cultivator stepping on the immortal sword, with fluttering white clothes, put away the immortal sword as soon as he landed.

It seems that he is unwilling to reset himself in the attention of everyone.

But he did too much foreplay, everyone stared at him, and called him Elder Qiu in unison.

This is the elder of the Taiwei Sect's Discipline Hall.

Responsible for some major affairs of Taiwei.

The sword in his hand is called Lushui Qiubo, which is the name of a kind of chrysanthemum.

So everyone called him Elder Qiu.

After all, you can't call him Elder Green, can you? ? ?

Originally it was not his turn to come out of the mountain, but this time the number of Taiwei disciples missing was very large and the situation was very serious.

Therefore, as the elder of the Discipline Hall, he had to take responsibility.

Seeing Lin Jiran's face, Elder Qiu's face was as cold as ice, and his tone was serious.

"How did it happen?"

There are dozens of elite disciples, and it's fine if they are accidentally transported away by the teleportation array.

Even Lin Yuan couldn't come back at this moment.

Of the more than 30 people, only one Lin Jiran was left.

Elder Qiu was angry and anxious, but he still hurriedly supported Lin Jiran.

"Where are the other little disciples? And the Immortal Venerable?"

On the streets of Wangshan City, Lin Jiran is not alone.

But only Lin Jiran came back alive, Elder Qiu was well aware of the seriousness of this matter.

It's a matter of too little face, so it's not easy for people in the world to listen to it.

With a wave of his sleeve, he drew a barrier in the air.

Isolated him and Lin Jiran from the crowds coming and going.

In the eyes of everyone, the two of them just disappeared out of thin air, but in fact they were still standing in the very center of the long street.

They can hear every face and every word of all the passers-by coming and going.

But all the voices in this enchantment will not be heard by others.

No one will be able to see them.

This kind of enchantment is commonly known as opening.

Elder Qiu said solemnly: "Tell me the truth, what happened?"

Lin Jiran's eyes were like dark clouds covering the top, and his tone was sullen: "Ji Yunzhi killed all the juniors in the realm of innocence, and there is no one left!"

The author has something to say:

Lin Jiran: I'm the best at throwing blame, right? ! !

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