Building a sect from scratch

Jiao Xueling, who was originally acting as a mascot and melon eater, immediately realized the players' intentions. She only had time to say "Come and help save people" before flying to the pile of fainted Taiyi Ziwei sect disciples. He moved his spiritual energy and tried to move some people away before the sword light fell.

Lu Wenyuan and Chao Yan didn't waste any time and followed to help, but they were not faster than Jiao Xueling. When they flew over, the sword light almost reached their heads!

The flying boat was locked by the sword light and could not be moved. However, they did not expect that under the pressure of this huge sword light, Lu Wenyuan and Chao Yan, due to their low cultivation, actually felt a little nervous as soon as they stepped into the scope of the sword light. I can't control my spiritual power!

The two people who could easily take away more than a dozen people could only drag and drag each other like a mortal man against a big bag. They rolled and crawled out of the airship, and then they started flying again.

Wei Congrong didn't react for a while. By the time she understood what these three people wanted to do, she had no time to think carefully about why these three unsatisfied nephews, who had only run away when trouble came up in the past, would do such a thing that was as good as taking someone away from them. The matter of giving up has come.

Wei Congrong was much higher in cultivation than the other three. Although he couldn't block the sword light, he still tried his best to use all kinds of spells at the sword light. He even used his most precious treasure, which he had cultivated so much. The Jianmuzi strains of the past few years were thrown away in order to consume some of the power of the sword energy.

Even after throwing Jian Muzizhu out, she didn't even understand why she did it.

She bit her lip distressedly, even if the Jianmuzi plant was destroyed, she could still regenerate it, but this Jianmuzi plant had been cultivated by her for hundreds of years, so it was not particularly precious!

Is she mentally ill? ? To actually do such a thing! ?

Wei Congrong cursed herself secretly as she continued to throw magic spells in her hand, and her spiritual power could not keep up with the speed of her throwing spells.

Seeing this situation, Fang Xianyu felt mixed emotions in her heart. She quietly withdrew the eggshells temporarily added to the flying boat, and imitated Wei Calm's demeanor, using various spells to weaken the power of the sword light.

In a few tens of seconds, there were not even ten pages of gossip in the world channel. Thanks to the efforts of NPC monks such as Wei Congrong and Jiao Xueling, as well as the players who went to die for the second time after being resurrected, the sword light finally touched the screen. When it touched the flying boat, it lost its power and only cut a deep scratch on the flying boat.

Many players were so excited that they burst into tears: "Oh shit! I finally kept my contribution points!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu It's so hard! I sent you twice!"

Of course, the consequences of this incident are also huge——

"Can the fucking dog planner be a human being! Damn beep-beep--"

"Dog plots you beep - beep -"

"Is this a plot design that carbon-based creatures can come up with!? Is the BOSS sick? Why don't we attack his own disciples if he has nothing to do? Dog planner, think about it for yourself. Is this logical!?"

"You have no shame in planning the dog!"

It's not like I didn't speak fair: "Hmm... Actually, maybe they are here to attack our spaceship. The Chang'an is the biggest spaceship. If it has the biggest target, it will definitely attack it! It just happens that the captives are on it..."

But as soon as these words came out, the other players who were venting their emotions stopped.

"Puppet Dog, do you dare to speak on the big screen!"

"Brother, how much does one cost? The family can't open the door, and I want to make this money too!"

"Today the abortion will be induced, and tomorrow the labor will be induced... Sorry for interfering, let's continue!"

"Dog Planner! Come! Form a team! I will beat you until you call me daddy!"

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"Senior brother, we'd better find a way to deal with Fang Xianyu first before we talk...Senior brother!?"

Immortal Siyin became a little impatient when he saw that Immortal Siyang's swords were useless. He was about to appease Si Yang and kill Fang Xianyu first, but when he turned around, he saw that Si Yang's figure had already disappeared, leaving only a majestic look on his face. But the dull incarnation of the Supreme God remained where he was.

That old man Si Yang actually ran away! ?

Immortal Siyin was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do.

The calamity clouds above the head are still gathering, but they are moving further and further back, and it seems that they are mainly heading towards Siyang Peak.

Immediately afterwards, an angry snort came from the ear, and an inexplicable strong wind hit. Several sticks of incense on the incense table were suddenly blown out, and the incarnation of the Supreme God gradually dispersed.

In an instant, Immortal Siyin’s trump card was gone.

"What an irony. As an elder of the Taiyi Ziwei Sect, I wield my sword against my own disciples, while I, a disciple of the Taiyin Sect, try my best to protect your disciples of the Ziwei Sect... even if they are a group of prisoners. "

Fang Xianyu shook his head and sighed: "Si Yin, you can no longer stand up."

Immortal Siyin was extremely angry and laughed back: "Fang Xianyu, why are you so ridiculous? I have tens of thousands of disciples from the Taiyi Ziwei Sect, and your Taiyin Sect only has a few hundred people. You say that my Ziwei Sect cannot stand up!?"

Fang Xianyu said calmly: "You don't have to confuse things. When I say you can't stand up, I'm talking about you, Si Yin, not the disciples of Taiyi Ziwei Sect. I have no grudges with them, so what should I do against them!"

Immortal Siyin, however, said reluctantly: "You have no hatred or resentment and you still kill my Taiyi Ziwei sect disciple?"

"This is a battle between two sects, not a child's play. Is it possible that no one will die?" Fang Xianyu said, raising his voice so that his words could be heard by the Taiyi Ziwei Sect disciples behind him: "I might as well say that everyone in the Ziwei Sect can rest assured. After Si Yin's death, it will be the same as before, and you don't have to look at other people's faces when practicing martial arts. I will have people build a library in Rongyu Mountain, and you can choose from thousands of martial arts to practice at will. There is no compulsory sect affairs, and you don't have to serve tea and water to the elders. If you have heard about Chang'an City, you can refer to it. Rong Yushan will become like Chang'an City, and even the manager of Rongyushan will be the familiar Qianzhi Zhenren, and Taiyin Sect will not interfere with Qianzhi Zhenren's choice..."

"Shut up! Don't say these things to bluff people!"

Siyin Immortal was anxious: "You and I have no grudges, but you still keep asking me to die. My Ziwei Sect disciples and your Taiyin Sect disciples have already made enemies, how can we pretend that nothing happened! Are you trying to deceive a three-year-old child! ? "

"Don't get me wrong," Fang Xianyu smiled and added: "I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm not informing you.

"Please die! "

Just as he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying, pure heavenly thunder locked onto Immortal Si Yin. Things had changed, and this time, it was his turn to have his limbs stiff and unable to move.

Immortal Si Yin could hardly say anything. He tried his best to move his eyeballs, but he could only watch as a dazzling purple light flashed in the calamity cloud that had already deviated a little!

This is a heavenly thunder worth one thousand points! (End of this chapter)