I Can See the Hidden Chance

With the voice of Venerable Southern Qin echoing in the city, more and more monks walked onto the street.

The mysterious people who wanted to assassinate Yi Xiaofeng quickly retreated.

"what happened?"

"Did we get caught just now?"

"Yeah, I was still cultivating, why did I feel asleep?"

"What does the Magic Altar Conference want to do?"

"This is too unruly, it stuns us, and then? Kill us?"

The demonic cultivators communicated with each other, and soon they were filled with righteous indignation.

Yi Xiaofeng immediately shouted: "I think we should ask the Motan Conference for an explanation!"

As soon as this statement came out, other demons responded one after another.

This is no longer Yi Xiaofeng's hatred.

When other demons think that they might be confused and lose consciousness at any time, they can't help but feel shudder.

Every monk cherishes his life!

They alone can't shake the Magic Altar Conference, but everyone joins hands, that's not a bad idea!

In this way, the monks gathered in a large army and walked towards the main building of the Magic Altar Conference.

The main building is located in the center of the city. It is the residence of the core figures of the Magic Altar Conference.

"This is a good opportunity. It is also during the Magic Altar Conference. We can take advantage of the chaos to complete the main task."

Qin Qinxue passed the sound to Yi Xiaofeng, her tone a little excited.

Yi Xiaofeng carefully pondered the description of the main mission.

Announce in public!

He was not asked to show his true face.

The thought of this made Yi Xiaofeng's heart hot.

He immediately shouted: "I am a demonic cultivator, and people do not die for themselves!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Mo Xiu next to him smiled: "Me too."

"Congratulations on completing the main task two and earning 3000 points!"

The game prompt sounded.

Yi Xiaofeng was pleasantly surprised.

It's really good!

Should he say that he is the right way?

never mind.

If you do that, even if you don't show your true face, you are still looking for death.

Qin Qinxue shouted.

Han Yuan, Jian Zhen and others looked at each other, not understanding what they were doing.

"I am a righteous monk, I need to kill demons!"

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly caught a voice keenly.

He turned his head and looked, but he could not find the person.

this is okay too?

"I want to run! Brothers, this guy is a righteous man! Stabbed him to death!"

A demon cultivator grabbed one by the collar and cursed. The cultivator who claimed to be righteous wanted to struggle, but was stabbed directly by the other party.

His eyes widened, his expression horrified, and his eyes filled with regret.

The demon repairer behind him swung his sword and cut off his head.

"Player Yuan Di has just been eliminated!"

Yi Xiaofeng mourned in silence.

It's so miserable.

Six thousand points is completely the devil, leading people into the abyss.

"Is this a fool?" Han Yuan couldn't help but complain.

Other magic repairs will not sympathize.

Yi Xiaofeng felt that he had to take the blame.

He took the lead.

After completing the main task, Yi Xiaofeng was relaxed.

Along the way, from time to time someone declares that he is a magic way, and no one dares to say that he is the right way.

Yi Xiaofeng couldn't help but question the significance of this main task.

Maybe there is a **** who raises his head three feet.

Yi Xiaofeng thought silently.

Soon, the demons came to the main building of the magic altar and surrounded the streets nearby.

The monks of the magic altar had to come out to stop.

Jiu Mo Feng appeared in front of the window on the second floor, raising his hand and said: "Don't panic, everyone, we have already started investigating this matter, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation! In addition, tomorrow, there will be a treasure that is more valuable than the Bawang bow!"

He wanted to use the baby to divert his attention.

Sure enough, he succeeded.

The magic cultivators came here for the treasure, and they knew that these people alone could not shake the magic altar.

"What is tomorrow's baby? Why don't you just say it!"

A voice suddenly sounded.

The speaker is surprisingly Lu Junxian.

Jiu Mofeng cursed secretly and laughed: "It is a treasure dug out from an ancient secret realm. It may contain the inheritance of immortals. It is true that this overlord bow came from that secret realm."

The demons stirred up and discussed each other.

"Could it be a coffin?" Lu Junxian continued to ask.

Yi Xiaofeng quietly gave a thumbs up.

This guy started.

Jiu Mo Feng couldn't hold his face, staring at Lu Jun Xian and asked, "Who is Dao Fellow?"

Lu Junxian opened the mouth and said: "Everyone, I learned from the undead old man that the magical altar has obtained the eight ghosts and divine coffins, which may bring catastrophe to the world!"

"The coffin of the eight ghosts and gods was created by the first immortal emperor in the world. The coffin was refined with eight powerful sacrifices to suppress the grievances of the world and preserve the body in order to be resurrected in the future."

"There may be some demon hidden in this coffin of eight ghosts and gods!"

Wow--

Everyone was in an uproar.

"Eight Ghosts and Gods Coffin? I have heard that this is indeed an evil thing!"

"The undead old man? That's right, who knows that the undead old man is like a **** and can divine the destiny."

"It turned out to be sent by the undead old man. No wonder the magic altar wants to stun us. Could it be that it wants us to be sacrificed?"

"The magic altar is crazy!"

"I have long suspected that the Demon Altar has evil intentions. Now that the Zheng Demon is breaking up, does the Demon Altar want to unify the world?"

The demons were filled with righteous indignation and questioned the nine demons.

Jiu Mo Feng couldn't stand it and had to retreat.

after awhile.

Motan Yuzun stood up and stared at Lu Junxian and asked, "Who are you from the undead old man?"

Lu Junxian replied: "I am his apprentice!"

Motan Yuzun asked: "When will the undead old man accept disciples?"

"You first explain the Eight Ghosts and Gods Coffin and what happened tonight!"

Lu Junxian is very emboldened, and he is not at all shocked by the demon altar imperial sovereign.

Yi Xiaofeng is more curious.

Where does this guy come from?

Yi Xiaofeng began to step back.

Seeing this, the others quietly backed away.

"Master, are you ready to run away?" Han Yuan asked in a low voice.

Yi Xiaofeng nodded.

Once the skin is torn, it will be a big melee.

Now that he got the Overlord Bow, Yi Xiaofeng wanted to take it for himself.

"Yu Zun, why not take out tomorrow's baby for everyone to see?"

Someone proposed a solution, but Yi Xiaofeng did not look back.

This speaker is Xiao Queming.

Xiao Queming has been waiting for the opportunity, but he didn't expect someone to be the first to pierce it. If this is the case, then he can't wait any longer.

The Demon Altar Yuzun glanced at him, suddenly raised his hand, took a breath, Xiao Queming was directly sucked from the crowd by him, and fell into his hand.

"What? You don't plan to hide anymore?" Lu Junxian said angrily.

Other magic repairs drew their weapons one after another, preparing to fight~www.wuxiaspot.com~In the dim dungeon pool, the atmosphere became tense.

Motan Yuzun pinched Xiao Queming's neck, and said coldly: "Someone is picking things up, but Motan doesn't have such a conspiracy!"

His right hand pressed slightly.

Xiao Queming's face flushed instantly.

damn thing!

Xiao Que couldn't hold his life any longer, immediately raised his hand, and the sword energy burst out from his sleeve.

The Demon Altar Yuzun suddenly tilted his head, avoiding his sword aura.

Xiao Queming also found a chance to break free.

As soon as the two of them went to war, the other magic cultivators shot one after another, and various spells fell towards the main building of the magic altar.

The war broke out!

There are tens of thousands of magic repairs in the city, and it's terrifying for this power to gather together!