Nine Cents Refining

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Xia Chuan looked at the turtle ancestors and whispered: "This matter, as Yun Jian said, in fact, there is no need to discuss, Yunjian thirteen peaks, later changed its name is Ji Jiafeng."

The sound is not big, but it spread throughout the Lingtianjian.

Every sword and ear is clearly audible.

Not only the eight kings, but almost all the monks also understood at the same time, the original Ji family behind the butterfly ancestors.

No wonder it is possible to stand on the Lingtianjian.

It turned out to be the case.

Turtle sang a look at Zhong Rong.

Zhong Yan brows up.

Among the three ancestors of Ling Tian, ​​the most care for Zhong Rong is the butterfly ancestor. Many cultivations are the inheritance of the butterfly ancestors. His Zhong Rong naturally will not be in conflict with the butterfly ancestors, but the butterfly ancestors are so strong, so obviously unfairly sheltered. A family, afraid of being the general trend of Zongmen is not very good.

For hundreds of years, Ling Tianjian has naturally divided into several camps.

The demon sword king is actually a demon monk practicing adult, and the achievement of the sword king, naturally and the turtle ancest very close, at this time, Ling Tian Dayi, under the eyes of the public, the demon sword king believes that the butterfly ancestors dare not how to .

I swept the turtle ancestors and looked at Xia Chuan slightly underneath. I said in my mouth: "Ji's family was originally sheltered by adults, but it was nothing to be said. I didn't dare to dissuade, but Ji Jia told me Ling Tian. There is no outstanding contribution, and there is no outstanding representative. It is not appropriate for Yunjian Thirteen Peak to be named Ji Jiafeng."

If you name it Ji Jiafeng, it would be equivalent to a training blessing to the Ji family in Ling Tianjian. This is really unfair to other more powerful families.

After the demon sword king finished, there were four sword kings Qi Qi said: "Please also ask the butterfly ancestor."

As the leader of the demon sword king, the turtle ancestors naturally stood up and said: "Ogawa, do you think it is not so absolute?"

Xia Chuan’s voice is still low, but it is powerful: “Do you think that this family is too embarrassing? That’s right, when you stand at this height of your own family, you have the cultivation and status of your ancestors. You can do the same. Everyone is a sword repairer. I will say that it is a direct point. This is the will of the ancestors. Whoever is dissatisfied, let me give me some advice."

This is not polite, as if eating a gunpowder.

The turtle ancestors could not help but shrink their necks.

Under the demon sword king and others, I really did not dare to confront the eruption of the butterfly ancestors, and lost their voices.

The entire Lingtian sword sent up and down, and instantly quieted down, looking up at the sky, looking at the butterfly ancestors, and the heart also had a strong desire to cultivate.

Only when cultivation goes up, can your own will be respected by human beings, and you can make a statement.

Ling Tian is respected, and the butterfly ancestor is the strongest.

This is the domineering power of Ling Tianjian’s strongest monk.

Turtle ancestors were unhappy, barely resisted no seizures, hung down their eyes and narrowed their necks. By default, Xia Chuan’s statement.

Just when all the monks were in a hurry, looking up at the sky lotus sword seat.

A cloud of auspicious clouds came from the sky, and a huge, colorful sword lotus appeared out of the sky above the three swordsmen.

Ling Tianjian sent up and down, watching this sword lotus Qi Qi stay, Ling Tianjian faction has a higher level of existence?

Xia Chuan and other three sword ancestors also looked at the air.

The speed of the sword lotus rotation gradually slowed down, and a Tsing Yi monk smiled and appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing the face of the monk, Xia Chuan single-handedly, said loudly: "The disciple Xia Chuan, welcome the Master."

Ling Tian and Kuzu also fell down in the air, and said loudly in his mouth: "Ling Tian, ​​Xiaogui sees Shen Xiang adults."

Almost at the same time, among the 100,000 mountains of Lingtianjian, there was a huge, no-powerful tortoise. In the air, he bowed his head and shouted loudly: "The old turtle meets the grown-up and welcomes the adults."

Who is he?

Agarwood adults?

Half of the eight kings saw Sun Hao’s power in the past, and Qi Qi was on the sword seat, shouting in his mouth: “Seeing Shen Xiang adults.”

On the thirteenth peak of Yunjian, the spirit of the family of Jijia suddenly trembled. When he stepped on the flying sword at the foot, he floated up and floated under the seat of the Eight Kings. The body bent down deeply and said in a loud voice: The family is not filial, seeing the ancestors."

On top of the colorful swords, Sun Hao said with a smile: "Well, everyone is excused, get up."

The sound is not big, people are listening to the spring breeze.

Most of the Lingtian swordsmen’s monks felt that their bodies were slightly shocked and they were just standing and sitting in their own positions.

The entire Lingtianjian faction, only the Xiachuan and Jijia masters are still in the state of seeing, Sun Hao did not let them get up.

Sitting on the colorful sword lotus, Sun Hao’s eyes were gently swept away.

Ling Tianjian sent up and down, most of the thoughts of the monks were almost clear.

There was a faint smile on his face. Sun Hao said softly: "Xia Chuan, that is, Ling Tian Die Zu, is a disciple of this family, Ji Jia, is the virtual family of the seat, and the family of Ji Jiazu is dedicated to his portrait."

The old and the big tortoises were not shocked by the body, especially the turtle ancestors, that is, the little turtles. The heart was even more fearful. Fortunately, they had just not been awkward with Xiachuan, otherwise they would be really bad this time.

Among the eight kings, the demon sword king had never seen Sun Hao’s great powers in the past, but when he saw the old turtle and the small turtle, he naturally knew that this was a powerful ancestor he could not match, and he could not help but hang his head.

Sun Hao continued: "Do you think that Jijia’s exclusive occupation of a Jianfeng is a waste of resources?"

Ling Tian Jianzu immediately said: "Agarwood adults do not blame, they do not know that Ji Jia is an adult family, Ling Tian Shangfeng is an adult to pull up, not to mention one, is a hundred seats, of course, of course."

Sun Hao smiled and shook his head: "Linghua brothers laughed, how many people in Jijia, a mountain is empty, to occupy the ten Jianfeng, that is the real waste."

The following family members of the Ji family also said aloud: "The ancestors, the descendants of the Ji family are not filial, and have not been able to cultivate the gods and monks, and they are very fearful of occupying a holy peak. They dare not be greedy."

Sun Hao smiled and said: "Jijia is my own family. If you are willing, you can practice with me without having to compete for the resources of Lingtianjian."

The family of the Ji family stayed a little, and did not understand the meaning of Sun Hao.

Sun Hao smiled and smiled and released the immortal silver ship.

Ling Tianjian sent over the sky, suddenly a silvery sun appeared.

From a distance, it is a silver disc that blooms and slowly rotates.

This disc, a few hundred miles in diameter, floats in the void, and is covered with silver. It is covered in Lingtianjian.

It is just a huge one, completely surpassing the existence of Ling Tianjian's cognition.

All the monks looked up at the great things in this heaven and earth, and they couldn’t imagine it.

Who can think of this huge amount of flying giants in this world.

This is the legend, Ling Tianjian sent the real ancestor, Shen Xiang ancestor? The education of the first lesson is far from being shocked by witnessing this majestic scene.

This is a existence that I don’t understand at all, and I don’t think of it at all.

The family of the family of Ji saw the immortal silver ship flying in the air, and stayed.

Sun Hao said with a smile: "This is the seat of this seat ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ immortal silver ship, Ji Jia monks can go up and pick a Xianshan practice, the concentration of aura inside is about a hundred times that of Ling Tianjian, but, entered The immortal silver ship, the scope of activities will be controlled by a thousand miles, and will be controlled by this seat. The children of Ji family are all coming in, or come in, and the family will make a decision after you negotiate."

Hundred times the concentration?

Ling Tianjian, who has always been proud of his Lingtian Xianshan, has a variety of unbelief in his heart.

This is too outrageous, right?

The family of the family of Ji said, "They thank the ancestors, I will go back and organize the family monks to discuss, and ask the ancestors to wait."

After the three-kick and nine-week worship, the master of the Ji family, Yu Jian, flew down.

Sun Hao looked at Xia Chuan and said softly: "Ogawa, are you practicing with me, or are you taking your own path of practice?"

Xia Chuan squatted on one knee and made a quick decision: "The disciple hopes to take his own path and will be able to pursue the pace of the master and climb the road through his own hard work."

Sun Hao nodded and said: "Yes, if you practice with me, it will be very quick to make progress in a short time, but in the long run, it is not necessarily the best choice. Aura concentration is not the only one that affects practice. Factors, you can stick to your own path and be grateful to the teacher."

After that, Sun Hao looked at Ling Tianjian, and smiled and said: "Lingtianjian is the virtual master of this seat. You can choose some elites to enter my silver ship. Of course, because of the restrictions and rules, they need It took a long time to get out of the silver ship..."

The first star of the Eight Kings looked at the young monk in the air, and the heart was filled with a very strange feeling. It was as if he was familiar with the boy. He should have seen it somewhere, but seriously thought about it. There is no slight impression. (To be continued.)