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Chapter 139

Overseas Tongyou Island, the heads of the eight major Sacred Lands gathered together.

Discussing what happened in Sacred Land without talking about it recently.

"Flying Immortal Sect must not be let go."

A word from Wuhuan Venerable, head of Ziyuan Sacred Land, set the tone for this secret meeting.

Li Guang Sacred Land retired elder Cang Wu Venerable's ashen long eyebrows trembled slightly, the corners of his wrinkled eyes opened, and his whole person seemed to have suddenly changed from a ten thousand year old dead tree into a blood blade drawn out of its sheath.

"They broke the rules."

"There is a price to pay for destroying a Sacred Land."

Chonglang Venerable, head of Baihong Sacred Land, nodded.

"Don't say anything. Sacred Land is as close as I am. This move is not to put our eight major Sacred Lands in one's eyes."

All the heads of Sacred Land present agreed.

"Flying Immortal Sect doesn't need to exist anymore."

"This sudden rise of power is too dangerous, it's better to wipe it out as soon as possible."

"The Eight Great Sacred Lands smashed the Feixian Gate without any effort."

Counting the destroyed Silent Sacred Land, although the nine Sacred Lands are related to each other, to be honest, there are more conflicts and frictions on weekdays.

After all, they are all in Qianlingyu, and they are all forces at the same level, so how could there be no conflicts.

Among the twenty or so people who entered the holy realm, they actually had grudges against each other, and there were many people who didn't like it.

To avenge the Silent Sacred Land?

What a joke.

Everyone is an old antique who has lived for millions of years, but they are not so impulsive and passionate, and the relationship is not so good.

They were outraged for other reasons.

The cake of Qianlingyu is only this big, and the nine families have already divided it up.

This is their sphere of influence, and outsiders are not allowed to get involved in this cake.

The rise of new forces will be attacked by groups of them.

They were already very upset when a lot of bright Sacred Land came in.

It's just that Mingxin Sacred Land has as many as five saints, and its overall strength is stronger than any other. There is also the top-grade Magic Treasures Punishment Cone, which is capable of fighting against holy ranks.

In addition, Mingzhe kept a low profile and did not compete with them for resources, so he was tacitly allowed to survive.

This time, Feixianmen is different.

If you count Jiang Cheng's rise all the way, you will know that he will not abide by these "rules of the game" set by Sacred Land.

This kind of unstable factor, in their view, is too dangerous.

It will definitely affect their rule over Qianlingyu.

The secret meeting quickly reached an agreement, and none of the eight Sacred Lands wanted to see Feixianmen continue to exist.

But then, the atmosphere at the scene became weird.

"This Feixianmen is too much."

"Yes, yes, it must be destroyed."

"Our eight major Sacred Land joint gestures must be done!"

"Of course..."

"Feixianmen is said to have only a group of Yuanjujing disciples, whose strength is low and can be easily defeated."

"It has to be easy, easy."

"There is no need for eight families to go out together, one family can wipe them out."

This kind of unnutritive dialogue lasted for several hours, but there was still no result.

To fight is to fight.

But how?

None of the masters present jumped out and said that I would lead people to kill them.

Everyone's expression is quite subtle.

Anyone who can live to this age is a fool.

If Feixianmen and Silent Sacred Land had fought, and the two sides had fought hard, they would have brought people to support Silent Sacred Land long ago.

The problem is, Sacred Land was wiped out in just one day.

None left.

It wasn't Feixianmen who took the initiative to promote it, and the outside world didn't even hear a little bit of wind.

That is a huge Sacred Land comparable to their strength!

Even how it was destroyed, no one knows.

One can imagine how terrifying the information revealed behind this is.

In fact, everyone present can guess that there is a holy step behind Feixian Gate.

To kill rashly is to seek death.

That's why they gathered in Tongyou Sacred Land, because the wind warding saint is the retired elder of Tongyou Sacred Land.

If you want to deal with the holy rank, you still need the holy rank to go out in person.

Seeing that there was still no result to be discussed, Cangwu Venerable had no choice but to speak clearly.

"I don't know if Lord Saint is willing to personally take action to destroy this demon?"

Xunguang Venerable, head of Tongyou Sacred Land, closed his eyes for a while when he heard the words.

"The retired elder's dharma body has not returned, and the main body is still in Closed Door Training."

At the peak of the holy rank, one can already condense a dharma body, possessing one-tenth of the strength of the main body, but most cultivators will not do this.

Condensing a dharma body, the body will be weakened by one tenth.

Dharma bodies cannot be cultivated, and multiple dharma bodies cannot enhance combat effectiveness.

When the Dharmakaya is destroyed, it will also damage the Dao and deeds of the noumenon.

However, the Dharma body also has the advantage that it can travel across domains.

Because the holy rank is too powerful, it will be suppressed by the rules when it crosses the realm, just like the three-eyed tiger, who can only shrink its tail when it comes to Qianlingyu.

Once discovered by the holy ranks here, they are likely to be attacked and killed.

The Fashen no longer has this concern.

Because it is not the ontology, it will not be suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth when it crosses domains.

And even if the body is destroyed outside, the main body is not dead, at least it will not end up in the end of body death and dao disappearance.

"This……"

"How can this be done?"

They didn't dare to ask where the saint's dharma body went to roam.

Just all frowning.

"This time without a saint coming forward, I'm afraid it will be difficult to solve it."

"I don't know where the sage went to wander, and when will he leave the customs?"

Xunguang Venerable sighed: "The retired elder is unpredictable, and his behavior is beyond my comprehension..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly closed his mouth.

Then he closed his eyes slightly and nodded repeatedly.

As if talking to someone.

After a while, he stood up with a smile on his face.

"Everyone, please go back, Feixianmen is nothing to worry about."

Everyone was stunned: "Why is this?"

Xunguang Venerable arched his cupped hands in a certain direction, and said solemnly: "The retired elder of our sect has made arrangements."

"I see!"

"The saint has finally appeared!"

"Steady!"

"Haha, then Feixianmen must be finished."

Everyone let out a sigh of relief and retreated one after another.

On the other side, Mingxin Sacred Land, where the heart is located, welcomed a "distinguished" guest at this time.

But seeing this person is tall and tall, with a broad forehead and a long nose, and a slightly short chin, he seems ordinary at first glance, but upon closer inspection, he feels unknowingly ashamed.

As if, he is the center of this world.

He just stood there with a faint smile on his lips. Outsiders look at it, as if they are looking at the boundless and unfathomable depth of the sea.

On the surface, this person is only in his 30s, but everyone in his heart dare not neglect him at all.

Patriarch Qing Suo had a ray of divine sense connected to Zhu Xindui, so he asked cautiously.

"I don't know what is the purpose of the wind sage coming here?"

She could tell that this was a dharma body, but even if it was just a dharma body, it was still a holy power.

Seeing the wind sage smiled slightly: "The cooperation we discussed with you at the beginning needs to be changed."

The cooperation he refers to is the joint efforts of nine Magic Treasures to open the virtual Immortal World.

Eight of the nine Magic Treasures belong to the Eight Divisions of the Immortal Survivor Clan, and Zhu Xindui is one of them.

And the bone refining banner of the Wubu fell into his hands millions of years ago.

(end of this chapter)