Immortal

Chapter 88: Zhong Shan's Taunt (Second, Ask for a Monthly Pass!)

"Mozi, you haven't shot yet, but when will you wait! I took Lingshan ~~~~~~~~~!" Kong Xuan cried suddenly.

Kong Xuan made a sound, and it sounded so loud that almost all of them stagnated in the ears of everyone, looking at Kong Xuan with an incredible look.

Mozi? saint? Are there saints here?

The news that the three saints in Beizhou encircled Datong's court without return has not reached Dongzhou, at least not everyone in Dongzhou knows it.

The image of the saint in all people's hearts is still extremely huge. The common ancestors did not have the idea of ​​competing with them at all.

In the past, during the heyday of the Buddha at the Leiyin Temple, the heyday of the Buddha was an intimidating existence, but it still could not be compared with the saints.

Kong Xuan and Zhen Yuan in the heavens were also the generations of the world, but they were not comparable to saints.

Are there saints here?

People searched around unconsciously, almost at the same time, countless light locks towards the two mountain peaks in the distance, because until now, only two peaks have not moved to the peak.

One is that nobody in the pavilion saw it through, and no one thought of them from the beginning.

The other is the group of twelve people.

The twelve came late, but when they came, they showed their domineering side, and the grandeur was defeated by the third rank of the twelve.

Even if you have just reached Zuxian, you can't be so exaggerated.

Who are these two groups?

At this time, Zhenyuanzi in the high air blocked Kong Xuan's attack with a land book, but he shot downwards.

Kong Xuan's five-colored light brushed out constantly, revealing a fierce color in his eyes.

"Mozi, you really don't want Lingshan anymore ~~~~?"

"Woo ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Suddenly a sound of a huge horn of horns sounded between heaven and earth, and the immense power penetrated between heaven and earth, and the incomparable solemn breath poured into everyone's mind. Countless strong people suddenly have a sense of worship.

Sage breath? Really saintly breath!

Countless battles came to an abrupt halt. Almost everyone looked at the gazebo in the distance.

The shade of the pavilion was slowly pulled away by the sage waiter, and a black robe figure slowly emerged from the pavilion.

The figure of the black robe was vague, and the whole body reflected a breath of soul.

saint! Mozi!

Mozi stepped out one step, and the sound of the horn between heaven and earth stopped slowly.

Standing on the highest peak, a supreme supreme breath poured into everyone's mind.

"Meet the saints!" Countless strong men respectfully said.

The eight ancestors who besieged Lingshan sank. Zhen Yuanzi in mid-air was even less handsome.

The battle between Kong Xuan and Zhen Yuanzi stopped suddenly, and they looked at the saint Mozi together.

For a time, Mozi became the protagonist, attracting everyone's attention.

Jian Ao stared at the sage in the distance. Jian Ao didn't show any respect. Some, it was just a puppet. What about the sage? Jian Ao's goal is to defeat all the heroes in the world, saints? Sooner or later is one of my goals.

Mo Zi stepped out slowly, then looked at the Quartet. Looking up at Zhen Yuanzi and Kong Xuan.

"Kong Xuan, do you even know that I'm here?" Mo Zi sank.

"It's not difficult to know that you are here, Lingshan, I can don't, but I don't want it to fall into the hands of those people. Among those people, there is Hongjun. Moreover, you are here this time, not for Lingshan Are you here? "Kong Xuanshen said.

Mozi came for Lingshan? Almost everyone is sinking in their hearts.

Mo Zi stared at the sky with a moment of silence.

"Mozi!" Zhenyuanzi said with a dull expression.

"Zhen Yuanzi, in this case, you should retreat!" Mo Zi finally said lightly.

Mozi has already stated his position, this Lingshan is already in charge.

A sneer appeared on Kong Xuan's face, as if to Zhen Yuanzi and to Mo Zi.

The heart of the Quartet is more gloomy. Because at this moment, it became completely the confession of Kong Xuan, Zhen Yuanzi and Mo Zi that determined the ownership of Lingshan.

This is the manifestation of strength. The three of them are all top-level beings in the world. When the three talk, the eight great ancestors seem to suddenly become insignificant.

"Miscellaneous ~～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

Void exploded. It seemed to everyone's eyes.

It was the sound of Jian Ao shouting.

Jian Ao's face was full of anger. The previous mood seemed to disappear completely, and some were just a grudge. Just fighting back just now, has become an irrelevant person in a blink of an eye? Lingshan is its own. A group of people in front of them are all people who want to compete for their own things. Now they are dealing with their own things more openly?

"Lingshan is my ghostly thing, Mozi saint, do you really want to rob me?" Jian Ao said in a deep voice.

Mo Zi stared at Jian Ao, and people also looked at the two strangely.

Jian Ao is strong, and the sword technique is a shocking metamorphosis. However, in everyone's mind, Jian Ao is better than Kong Xuan, and certainly not more than Mozi.

Jian Ao is crazy? Is he provoking Mozi? Can Mozi tolerate him again?

"Lingshan, you can't keep it!" Mozi said lightly.

"Ha ha ha ha, so unstoppable!" Jian Ao laughed abruptly.

There was an incomprehension.

After Jian Ao laughed abruptly, he suddenly said coldly, "Someday, someone will say," Holy Place ", you can't keep it. At that time, you would give up your holy place?"

Jian Ao is a gangster who rebukes Mozi.

Scolding saints as robbers?

"Folly!" Mo Zi snorted.

"Ignorance? Huh, Lingshan is my thing. If defending my own thing is ignorance, then Jian Ao is willing to be ignorant to the end. Today, with me, don't want anyone to take it from me!" Jian Ao's tone was extremely cold.

Jian Ao and Mo Zi matched?

Almost everyone has an unreal feeling. Is this sword proud really crazy? A little ancient fairy, dare to fight against the saint?

far away. Where Zhongshan is.

"Holy place, Jian Ao is a bit abnormal!" Mr. Shi shook his head strangely.

"Well, it's something unusual! Jian Ao is not the kind of person who has no reason whatsoever. At this moment, he is at odds with Mo Zi. It is very likely that this Lingshan is very important to him, and it is so important to fight for it!" Zhongshan Shen said.

"Yeah, Lingshan, the ancient treasure, I have heard of it and passed on different strong men, but no one knows its origin." Mr. Shi shook his head.

"That holy king, Jian Ao, shall we ...?" Shen Gongbao looked at Zhongshan.

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On the side of Jian Ao, the sword air sprayed out, and the fierce warfare reached the peak. Qing Feng pointed out that a horrifying sword penetrated the void.

"Those who want to grab my sword pride must pay a heavy price, even the saint, I have no fear!" Jian Ao stared at Mo Zi with a sad look in his eyes.

The ancestral ancestors on the sidelines were even scratching their heads at this moment. Is this sword proud really fighting with Mozi?

In the sky, Kong Xuan and Zhen Yuan also slowly fell.

They did not see Jian Ao as easily as others, and even they valued Jian Ao's war intentions even more.

If you want to be a top master, you must have a forward-looking will. Even in the face of a saint, you must not have the slightest fear. If there is a challenge to the sage, Kong Xuanhe and Zhenyuan should not ignore it.

Attaching importance to appreciation and appreciation to appreciation, but the two did not have much friendship with Jian Ao. Even when Zhen Yuanzi looked at Jian Ao, there was a hint of hostility.

The two gradually fell, and the eight great ancestors guarded each other, a very weird situation.

Mo Zi looked at Jian Ao, who was so distant from the distance, and there was a little silence.

"You may worship me as a teacher?" Mo Zi said lightly.

Worship?

When countless strong men stared, they had a feeling that they couldn't keep up with the thinking of the saints. At this time, Mo Zi still had an apprentice in mind?

"Admiration? Do you have the sword skills to pass me?" Jian Ao coldly.

"No, your swordsmanship is the strongest I've seen, but you are not available in Lingshan. If you worship me as a teacher, I can give you Lingshan!" Mo Zi said in a deep voice.

Coming to worship? Sages do the same thing? Why is Jian Ao so lucky? The saints must take him as a disciple? Almost everyone was jealous.

"My sword proud is a sword, the heaven and earth are the division, the sword is the division. You are not enough for me to fold for you!" Jian Ao insisted.

You are not enough for me to fold for you? A lot of strong people were not scorned by Jian Ao, who was too ignorant of current affairs.

Jian Ao is ignorant of current affairs, but he has saved that pride, and no one can make him lose his pride.

"The opportunity has already been given to you, and that's no surprise to me!" Mo Zi said lightly, with a coldness in his tone.

"Dignity in the heavens and earth, the example of the world, grabbing the ancient fairy thing, it is still so righteous, it is a big joke ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

There was a sound of taunt in the void.

The taunt pointed at Mo Zi, and a disdainful tone made the strong around him a surprise again.

Is this scolding Mozi? Who is so bold? Almost everyone changed his face.

Jian Ao speaks well to Mo Zi, is it because of the opposition, but this voice is mocking Mo Zi in the sidelines? So, what is the majesty of the saints?

Almost at that moment, everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

It is the last one to the peak. The twelve strong, the first person.

Who is that?

The scene where the twelve people snatched to the previous peak resounded in their minds again. Among the twelve people, the third-level subordinates defeated the ancestors with one stroke?

Who are they?

Kong Xuan's eyes froze and Zhen Yuanzi's face sank. Obviously, this great change in Dongzhou was too crazy. This had not yet begun, and the strong ones had sprung up like mushrooms.

Disrespectful to the saint? This is not only disrespectful to the saints, but also the face of the saints! Naked mockery!

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