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Chapter 3421: [Kunlun Capital] Falls (82) - No Future

The art of incarnation + concealment of breath.

Spiritual power covered the whole body, turning into a black robe... Just like that, Madam Ziyuan's incarnation appeared in the place where the supporters of the Jiang family were imprisoned.

Although it was imprisonment, it was not a prison, but a secluded courtyard.

It was really too kind... Madam Ziyuan shook her head secretly, and then her figure flashed, and she directly penetrated the courtyard's barrier.

The team sent by the three great elders to support the construction had a [quasi-emperor] level strongman... Madam Ziyuan entered at this time and did not deliberately hide it.

In an instant, a sword light slashed directly at Madam Ziyuan... It was the [quasi-emperor] in the courtyard who took action!

His name was Jiang Zhenhu.

"Hehe, the Jiang family's wind and thunder sword is just like this."

Madam Ziyuan waved her hand and broke it.

Dozens of figures appeared in the courtyard in an instant... The [quasi-emperor] from Jiang Ge Lao's family stood in the crowd, looking solemn, "Who are you? I don't think I have ever seen you in this [Luo Shen] holy land."

Madam Ziyuan said calmly: "Li Qingtong imprisoned you here, but he didn't even ban your cultivation?"

Jiang Zhenhu snorted coldly: "Saint Li is very righteous, how can you understand it? We came here voluntarily just to avoid suspicion! But you came in for no reason, and you are not here with good intentions... so don't leave!"

Madam Ziyuan instantly released the aura of the high level of [Emperor]. She didn't intend to pull it. She came here just to see if this group of Jiang family supporters were the insiders sent by Jiang Ge Lao, whether they had contact with Jiang Ge Lao... whether they could be used by her.

"You are the emperor!"

Jiang Zhenhu was really shocked, and his expression was particularly solemn. As for the Jiang family children around him, they were even more shaken. Under the strong pressure of the high-level aura of the emperor, they instantly lost their fighting spirit.

[Quasi-Emperors] are very strong... but the Emperors can kill with a wave of their hands - those of them who are at the 6th, 7th and 8th levels are afraid that they can only become cannon fodder.

"Two choices, accept the slave mark I planted." Madam Ziyuan said in a deep voice: "And... die!"

Jiang Zhenhu was furious: "Your Excellency broke into the Holy Land of [Shen Luo] and dared to commit violence. Aren't you afraid of being watched by the Holy Emperor of the Human Race?!"

Madam Ziyuan sneered a few times, "If I'm afraid, I won't come... Holy Emperor Huoyun is not in the Holy Land at this time. I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

After the voice fell, Madam Ziyuan moved instantly.

Jiang Zhenhu's heart was beating wildly, and he felt a strong force instantly sealed his whole body. He had no power to resist, and was grabbed by the neck by the other party. In an instant, a terrible hot breath invaded his whole body.

Madam Ziyuan's external incarnation was refined by the descendants of the Luan bird with the blood of the divine beast. It was of the fire attribute and had extremely strong offensive power. A [Quasi-Emperor] could be subdued in an instant.

"Since it's not easy for you to practice, I won't kill you today, but you need to come under my seat!" She waved her hand and condensed a slave seal, and directly hit Jiang Zhenhu's forehead.

After the slave seal was hit, Madam Ziyuan directly let Jiang Zhenlao go... As for the other Jiang family members, she didn't care. Under the lock of the divine thoughts, none of them could escape.

Madam Ziyuan felt a little pleasure in her heart... Since the rise of Emperor Lan, Madam Ziyuan hasn't experienced the pleasure of killing the weak for a long time.

"Kneel down to see you." Madam Ziyuan said calmly to Jiang Zhenlao.

The slave seal has been hit into the other party's soul, so Jiang Zhenhu... huh?

Jiang Zhenhu didn't move at this time, and even looked at him with a playful look.

"You didn't get the slave seal?" Madam Ziyuan was slightly surprised.

Jiang Zhenhu suddenly exploded again, and a human-shaped paper-cut fell immediately!

Madam Ziyuan was stunned, but saw that the Jiang family members around her also exploded at almost the same time... One by one, the human-shaped paper-cuts fell, and there was no one in the whole courtyard who was real!

"Oh no, I've been tricked!" Madam Ziyuan took a breath of cold air, and her figure flashed and she was about to step out of the courtyard!

But at this moment, hundreds of golden light beams shot out from all around the courtyard, completely blocking the courtyard, and suddenly there was a strong wind in the courtyard!

Madam Ziyuan was shocked, and she felt dizzy, and her incarnation was even more exhausted!

In the courtyard, at this time, the wind was whistling, the black fog was filled, the sun and the moon were dim, and there was even more miserable air rushing to the sky, and the haze was all over the ground... Suddenly, a black thunder struck, and the incarnation had no way to avoid it. It was hit hard, and it screamed and fell to the ground in an instant!

"What kind of formation is this!" The incarnation was shocked, and the spiritual power was turbulent, revealing the body of a phoenix!

"Small Nine-bend Yellow River Formation!"

The phoenix body barely raised its head, and saw a female cultivator floating on a sword in the air... The Jiang family members, led by Jiang Zhenhu, stood by silently.

The female cultivator on the flying sword pinched her hand seal at this time, and her voice was crisp and pleasant, "This formation was given by the Venerable on Tongtian Island. It can be activated with the formation plate. It can cut the three flowers in the body, and it can also be cut by the emperor level! Madam, do you want a supreme experience package?"

"You..." The phoenix body trembled in fear at this time, "Li Qingtong knew it a long time ago?"

The female cultivator on the flying sword smiled without saying a word, and activated the formation plate again, filling the courtyard with a hazy earth-yellow atmosphere, completely trapping the phoenix body in it.

Cut the three flowers can naturally be done, but at least the saint girl, the saint master, must come to control it personally... If she comes, at most she can trap people, and she still uses the power of the formation plate.

But it is enough.

"Master Jiang, thank you for your hard work." The female cultivator looked at Jiang Zhenhu and bowed her head.

Jiang Zhenhu waved his hand quickly, "Miss Xingyu is serious. From the moment we joined the [Luoshen] Holy Land, we have completely severed our ties with the past. Now that we are part of the Holy Land, we naturally cannot allow external evil to wreak havoc."

Miss Xingyu glanced at Jiang Zhenhu without comment... She was one of the elders of [Luo Shen] and one of the girls that Li Qingtong initially brought with him. Otherwise, she would not have been able to temporarily hold [Xiao·Jiu] on her behalf. The array of Quhuang River Formation.

"I hope Master Jiang can remember what he said today."

Jiang Zhenhu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The female cultivator in front of him was only at the peak of the seventh level of major cultivation. She was several levels behind him, but her momentum was not weak at all.

In just one year, the female cultivators of [Luoshen] have really grown up.

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"Sister, are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

[Luo Shen] Holy Land, Fufeng Pavilion... This is the place Li Qingtong specially prepared for Mrs. Ziyuan to rest - at this time, the two of them were sitting across from each other around the fire.

Mrs. Ziyuan's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and she remained silent...even her forehead was vaguely moist.

However, Li Qingtong was minding his own business, holding the charcoal fire in the tea stove, opening the tea leaves, and cleaning the tea sets. Every movement was natural and beautiful.

"This is black olive charcoal." Li Qingtong said casually: "Everything can produce a special aroma when burned. This method was passed down by my lord... Sister, please taste it carefully."

Mrs. Ziyuan breathed out slowly, with a gloomy look on her face, "[Luo Shen] is truly blessed by the Holy Spirit... Even the Venerable Master of Tongtian Island gave such a precious treasure."

Li Qingtong said calmly: "When my sister first entered [Kunlun], she was just a little monk, but she received the Holy Grace and was given the Holy Land. But how can a group of lonely and weak women guard such a big Holy Land? I only have mercy on you."

"I'm afraid there are many high-level cultivators who died in unknown circumstances." Mrs. Ziyuan sighed.

Li Qingtong didn't say anything... because it was true.

In the early days of [Luoshen], there were indeed many evil demons and heretics who wanted to do something, but they all disappeared without a trace... This was before the young master came to [Kunlun].

Li Qingtong didn't even mention this kind of thing to Mr. Luo, because it was really a trivial matter... mainly because the sages took good care of it.

"Sister, why do you have to do this?" Li Qingtong also sighed at this time.

Madam Ziyuan's palm hidden under her robe quietly pinched the hair seal, and the [Yaochi] Immortal Technique could be released with a snap of her fingers, but it never came out. In front of her, Li Qingtong could complete the kill with one blow.

But she didn't dare at this time.

When the [Small·Jiuqu Yellow River Formation] appeared, Mrs. Ziyuan vaguely felt that even if the Holy Emperor Huoyun was not around, this group of low-strength Luo Shen female cultivators would not be easy to handle.

God knows what other protective treasures Li Qingtong has on him?

These venerables are so partial!

"Why is this necessary?" Mrs. Ziyuan smiled bitterly, "If my sister had experienced the same thing as me, I'm afraid I wouldn't think so. If I had the luck of my sister, how could I be in this situation now?"

"One pregnancy makes you stupid for three years." Li Qingtong suddenly said.

"What?!" Mrs. Ziyuan seemed to have her tail stepped on.

Li Qingtong shook his head, and the Holy Emperor's order was sacrificed. Panic and holy power instantly enveloped the entire Fufeng Pavilion.

Madam Ziyuan's expression suddenly changed... The path of Holy Emperor Huoyun was really terrifying!

"Fufeng Pavilion is quiet and quiet." Li Qingtong said calmly: "This is a very suitable place for having a baby. My sister can live here with peace of mind... When I think about it clearly, my sister will come to visit again."

Mrs. Ziyuan opened her mouth, but was speechless in the end. The holy power in Fufeng Pavilion was like a prison cage. She even had the [Holy Emperor Soul] pried away by Emperor Lan. What could she use to break it?

"One wrong step, one wrong step..."

Mrs. Ziyuan was slumped.

"Why was it me who was wrong?"

In the attic that gradually became darker, the woman's eyes gradually went crazy.

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"Mother, is that all?"

Si Wuxie looked at the lonely Fufeng Pavilion in the distance and frowned involuntarily.

"It's enough to destroy her external incarnation." Li Qingtong waved his hand and said: "A woman like Zi Yuan who has stayed on the altar for too long has suffered enough. Moreover, she has the blood of Lan Huang in her body... …Maybe it will be useful to the young master.”

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Si Wuxie nodded and was not in a hurry to say anything.

When Li Qingtong was weak, he was still able to lead the [Yin Kui] lineage to make a living and survive in the cracks. He had profound skills in dealing with the world and naturally had his purpose.

She just needs to watch and learn slowly.

At this time, a female cultivator flew over.

"Holy Master, Mr. Jingge has called us." The female cultivator said quickly: "The psychic room has initiated multi-party talks!"

Li Qingtong nodded, "It seems that the actions of these two big pavilion elders should have results... Wuxie, just follow me and listen to what they have to say."

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The multi-party talks initiated by the psychic room... were actually a group of people who escaped from [She Ji Tu] before.

The news brought by Mr. Jing Ge and Mr. Xun Ge was not good.

At this time, the portrait of Mr. So much was done under our noses!”

"So, aren't we in danger?" One of the Holy Land Lords' expression changed greatly.

Mr. Jingge smiled bitterly, "At least currently in [Kunlun City], neither of us can command the [Xianting Army]... The garrison in Xiazhou is too far away."

At this moment, a female Holy Master in the meeting suddenly changed her face, "Someone is attacking my [Cangshan] Holy Land! No...it's Mr. Jiang Ge's!"

This female Holy Lord's communication soon came to an end.

In the psychic room, Li Qingtong clearly saw everyone's gloomy appearance at this time.

"If, as Mr. Jiang Ge said, as long as the Third Heavenly Lord can hold back the Great Heavenly Lord and the Second Heavenly Lord..." The speaker was an experienced Holy Lord of a first-class Holy Land. When he was in the [Sheji Tu], he was also quick to see opportunities. , he grabbed Mr. Xun Ge’s thigh at the earliest and was pulled out together, and he was able to escape.

The Holy Lord hurriedly said: "Holy Lord Li, if His Holiness does not come out, we will have to rely on [Luo Shen]. I wonder if the new Holy Emperor has an oracle?"

Everyone looked at Li Qingtong.

Li Qingtong shook his head and said: "My Lord is in retreat. Before entering the retreat, he ordered that no matter what happens, he should not be disturbed."

"How could..."

Several attendees were visibly depressed and had dark eyes.

Mr. Jingge said: "Everyone, I will bring someone in."

Li Qingtong was startled, and then he saw an old man with a white face and a long beard suddenly appear in the projection meeting, with a gourd hanging from his waist.

Several holy masters suddenly exclaimed: "Old Master Shen Gong! You...you are back!"

Grand Pavilion Elder Shen Gong, one of the five pavilion elders, the leader of the Shen Gong Family, the Earth Overlord of [Heaven and Sea], the boss of the Customs and Entry Department of [Alliance]... In an instant, the Holy Lords present at the meeting suddenly became energetic!

Mr. Shen’s family is also a behemoth with a powerful weapon in the [Alliance]!

"I've met Mr. Shen Gongge." Li Qingtong shouted calmly at this time.

The white-faced and long-bearded old man looked at Li Qingtong with squinted eyes, and then said with a smile, "Are you the Holy Lord of the [Luo Shen] Holy Land?"

"That's right, I'm polite."

The old man...the old man from Shen Gong's Grand Pavilion chuckled, "Fellow Daoist Li, I think you are destined to me. If I had known that Friend Li was so powerful, what would I do with you at [Xieyue Mountain]?"

"Old Mr. Shen, you've been at [Xieyue Mountain] all this time?" Mr. Xunge was stunned and looked at this terrible old guy in disbelief.

Mr. Shen Gongge said nonchalantly: "I lost the bet to [Xie Yue Mountain] ancestor, so I went into the mountain and taught lessons for decades... Hey, it hasn't expired yet."

"...You are very good." Mr. Xun Ge was speechless, "Then what do you say now?"

"Far water cannot save a nearby fire." Mr. Shen Gongge said calmly, "But if you want to run away, I can help you arrange a route."

The Holy Lord of that first-class holy land said solemnly: "Can't Mr. Shen Gongge take action? As far as I know, Mr. Jiang Ge has not yet reached out to the [Nantian Gate]! At present, Mr. Shen Gongge can completely compete with the second Mo Mr. Luo joins forces with us, and we will definitely be able to deal with Mr. Jiangge... When the local garrison arrives to bring order to the chaos, we still don't know who will win!"

Mr. Jingge and Mr. Xunge remained silent... In fact, they also meant this.

"[Nantianmen] is so fashionable and has too much time to take care of itself." Mr. Shen Gongge shook his head, "Jiang Wang, a fisherman, just wants to absorb the power of the world's luck so that he can wield the Human Emperor Sword and ascend to the position of co-leader of [Kunlun]... ...If he wants to sit on it, just let him sit.”

"This...Mr. Shen Gongge, are you not afraid that Mr. Jiang Ge will actually get the Human Emperor Sword?"

"Since you kid can escape from the [Sheji Tu], how can you be an idiot?" Mr. Shen Gongge squinted, as if he was wondering how this guy got in.

The Holy Lord of the first-class Holy Land blushed and said angrily, "I respect you as a senior!"

"The old man can bear it."

The Holy Lord of the First-Class Holy Land was even more angry and wanted to speak... but Mr. Xun Ge quickly dominated the screen, "Old Mr. Shen, please make it clear... You want us to leave, do you mean that?"

Mr. Jingge's eyes lit up, "Jiang Wang wants to absorb the world's luck... Yes, we really have to leave! If we leave, the world's luck will not be complete. Jiang Wang's reputation is not justified, and the Emperor's sword and buttocks are all gone." Show him!"

But soon Mr. Jing Ge shook his head again and sighed: "But I'm afraid that once we leave, [Kunlun] will completely fall into Jiang Wang's hands, and he will become powerful. It will be even harder to compete with him in the future." ”

In fact, it is difficult at this time. If you stay here, you will be weak and weak, and [Kunlun City] will be in turmoil and chaos, so there is no benefit at all.

Dilemma.

"Leave... this is the last resort." Mr. Xun Ge muttered: "But it can't be done. We really have to leave and we can't let Jiang Wang take over the world... However, I think this situation is not unbreakable."

"Mr. Xun Ge, what do you say?"

"Jiang Wang can only use the [She Ji Tu] to forcibly suppress most of the Holy Lords, which is not what they want." Elder Xun Ge muttered: "Once Jiang Wang loses the [She Ji Tu], then the major Holy Lords will be able to break away from the group. Old Ghost Jiang's power can be defeated without attack. I have a strange treasure that can travel through space and hide in the void..."

"I have no talent, and I also have a spiritual beast [Space Mink] at home. Maybe it can be used!"

"What if we take the initiative and design a plan to induce Mr. Jiang Ge to pretend to negotiate?"

They suddenly started discussing, and later even Mr. Jingge joined in... Li Qingtong listened silently and did not express any opinions.

Mr. Shen Gongge still had the same indifferent attitude... Li Qingtong's heart moved slightly, and he quietly said to Mr. Shen Gongge: "Master Shen Gongge doesn't seem to agree with taking the initiative?"

Mr. Shen Gongge untied the gourd and took a sip. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You can't stop a dying person. The old Taoist has already lit the lighthouse, but he still has to go to the dark place. I, the old Taoist, have no choice but to make it happen."

"What do you mean, Mr. Shen Gong?" Li Qingtong asked softly.

"Friend Daoist Li knows it well." Mr. Shen Gongge laughed, "But if you want to leave [Luo Shen], you can go to [Heavenly Sea]... If you are sleepy, go to sleep."

Um?

Li Qingtong frowned, but Mr. Shen Gongge cut off the projection directly.

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[Xieyue Mountain], there is a big world within a square inch, and nine mountains are suspended in the sky, each one higher than the next.

On the Eighth Level Mountain, there are pavilions and pavilions. This is the place for all high-level disciples to practice... There are Taoists walking in the mountain, there are demons sitting in meditation, and even monks giving lectures. Everyone is immersed in it, just hoping to fall down from the Nineth Level Mountain occasionally. One or two sentences of truth can smell a hint of the true meaning of immortality.

"Why is it broken?!" In a pavilion in Yashige Mountain, Mr. Shen Gongge walked out of the tomb angrily, kicked his eyes and looked at a boy who was writing down a book, "I am very angry now!"

"Master, your quota has been used up, so it will be cut off naturally." The boy was calm, neither humble nor overbearing, and concentrated on writing.

"Used it all?" Mr. Shen Gongge was stunned, "I have been teaching here for decades, is this it?"

"That's it." The boy said slowly, "The master has taught a total of seven classes in the past fifty years, and this is indeed the limit."

"...Are there any classes starting today?"

The boy said calmly: "The master teased a female disciple during his lecture earlier. Currently, no disciple has signed up for your class."

Mr. Shen Gongge opened his mouth, and finally waved his hand boredly... The boy refused to leave, so he had no choice but to leave by himself and went directly to Jiuzhong Mountain.

Here only Master Shen Gong can climb Jiuchong Mountain at any time.

Pagoda on Jiuzhong Mountain.

Master Shen Gong was directly involved.

There is a Taoist sitting in the pagoda... about the size of ten Master Shen Gong, and with all the special effects, Master Shen Gong feels like his eyes are going to be blinded.

Master Shen Gong lost his twilight at this time and walked step by step, getting younger and younger. He stared at the ten Taoists who were as big as him and frowned, "What are you waiting for?"

The Taoist didn't respond.

Master Shen Gong walked back and forth and suddenly turned around, "It shouldn't be like this! This is different from the [future] you and I said! There is no [Darkest Day], no [Black Snow Disaster]... not even a catastrophe! They Instead, let’s fight now! You’ve been cheating me for fifty years!”

Finally, the Taoist slowly opened his eyes, "Canglan has no future."

"What?!"