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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Six: The Stele

"My nephew Xuansheng has returned to Jiuxiao?"

Zhang Xuansheng received a text message on his Lingxun. The sender's avatar was a middle-aged man who was not angry and powerful.

Before Zhang Xuansheng could reply, the next message came, "With my rebellious son?"

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"Well, I just met Senior Brother Mo."

Zhang Xuansheng replied to the letter and said that the other party was Master Mo.

"Oh, I can't beat that rebellious man now. I'll be educated later by my nephew."

After Mr. Mo said that, he even expressed an angry expression behind him.

The most terrifying thing is that there is also a picture of Mo Shang forgetting to be shot out of Xiang in the past.

"Just forward this to that gangster, let him understand it in his heart."

Zhang Xuansheng:...

"Okay, please leave it to me, Master."

Zhang Xuansheng glanced at Senior Brother Mo who was in high spirits in the distance, and thought to himself that the price of his long-cherished wish might be a little painful.

Oh, he wasn't ready to hold back.

Standing on Long Aotian's head and turning on the map cannon, he felt that he would not be indifferent to standing in that position again.

"Boom--"

A loud noise that shook the sky, the earth shook.

Even Long Aotian, who was flying in the air, shook and almost fell down.

It turned out that a dark red stone tablet descended and penetrated straight into the border of Jiuxiao. The cold smell of blood filled the entire space, making people shudder.

Mo Shangwang also froze his hand and stopped output.

"hiss--"

The immortal kings took a breath and no longer cared about yelling and scolding.

"Ming Emperor's Imperial Arts!"

The Immortal King of the Western Regions recognized the dark red stone tablet at a glance.

"You can attack Jiuxiao by passing on the imperial edict."

The sound of the spirit of the stone tablet seemed to come from under the Nine Nether Cold Pond.

"Dare you dare to ask about the Mingxue Abyss Monument, can Emperor Ming have other instructions?"

An immortal king who was loyal to Emperor Ming carefully asked for advice that this Emperor Blood Abyss is an unparalleled instrument with a perfect spirit. Even if Emperor Ming is driven by it, it would be easy to suppress the peerless immortal king.

"none."

The Blood Abyss Monument is obviously a taciturn weapon spirit. It will not happen again after replying, but the bloody aura is still spreading, causing the immortal king in the Jiuxiao to retreat frequently.

The emergence of the Mingxue Monument is not only a deterrent to the Jiuxiao, but also a warning to the Immortal Kings of the Northwest Regions.

If the emperor and the spirit supervise the battle, if you want to do something and do not work hard, then it will be troublesome afterwards.

"what to do?"

The immortal kings on the Jiuxiao side all looked serious and knew that a war might be inevitable.

"There is nothing more than fighting."

There is a free and easy way for the immortal king, but some people are hesitating.

"The boy above, come down."

An immortal king reminded Mo Shangwang in the air that the atmosphere of the air had changed significantly at this moment, and the immortal king on the opposite side took action at any time.

Mo Shangwang just now had a lot of ridicule, and his cultivation was not as good as the older generation's strongest people. He might be killed as soon as he fights.

In the air, Mo Shangwang, who was standing on Long Aotian, was also a little embarrassed. He was in a deep lane, so why did he suddenly come out to disrupt the situation with an imperial weapon?

But what the old senior said was reasonable, and he didn't want to be destroyed by the fire.

"Oh, I've been away."

Mo Shang forgot to sigh and used the movement technique to return to the bottom of Jiuxiao, but Long Aotian still raised his head and looked at the immortal king opposite him as if he looked down on the world.

"Old friends are sorry, I can't help myself."

An older generation strong man from the late stage of the Immortal King in the Western Regions took the lead in taking action and directly rushed to the Jiuxiao Continent.

The border of Jiuxiao, the mountains and rivers of billions of miles, and the colors of the world change.

A series of blood and energy that shook the sky soared into the sky, and the spiritual storm turned this place into a forbidden area!

When the Immortal Kings in the northwest domains saw someone taking the lead, they no longer struggled. If they dragged on, they might be liquidated when the Immortal Emperor came.

The battle begins with the flag. This is the same thing, whether in the mortal world or in the world of immortal cultivation.

If you don’t know who the enemy leader is, then you can kill the real dragon floating in the air and is very majestic and conspicuous!

The Dragon Aotian Ancestral Bloodline and the cultivation level of the Immortal King in the middle stage can still compete with the strong men in the late stage of the Immortal King, but they can't resist so many people.

When it saw more than a dozen immortal kings rushing towards it, it was suddenly panicked and wanted to scream.

At the same time, the Heavenly Monument of Blood-Understanding actually emitted a dark red beam of light, hitting Long Aotian in the air.

Long Aotian was about to shout, "Boss, save me!"

But before he could speak, the dragon's mouth sank and was pressed on.

The wind and clouds in white clothes came from the sky, facing the attacks of the upcoming immortal kings, they were too lazy to raise their eyes, like an elegant passerby in the world.

But when the figure appeared, Long Aotian didn't want to scream.

And the people familiar with him all looked surprised.

The fairy light was long, but it was swung away by the white sleeves.

With his arms raised, a white sky monument rushed down, blocking the dark red beam of light.

"Master, Xiaoyuan is not used for combat!"

A scream came faintly between heaven and earth.

"boom--"

I saw the dark red beam hitting the Heavenly Monument of Cause and Response. Wherever it intersected, the void collapsed, and the shock waves spread into the boundless void, destroying countless floating objects.

"boom--"

Another muffled sound, and the sky monument rushed out of smoke and penetrated straight into the border of Jiuxiao, opposite the Mingxue Monument.

It’s like using this as a line to transform the world into both sides.

It was a time to say it, and it was fast, and in just a moment, everyone's eyes were gathered on the figure standing in front of Long Ao Tianlong's head.

The immortal kings in the northwest domains were surprised and forgot to attack further. The peerless immortal kings who had not yet taken action also looked at the white clothes with a serious look on their faces.

"The junior brother is back!"

Ye Pianfeng said in surprise.

"Xuansheng, I'm finally back."

Liu Hongfeng looked into the air and found that intoxicating feeling again.

"Senior Brother Xuansheng, do you think it's the most famous one for your appearance like this?"

Ling Moxue analyzed to the point, thinking that she arrived at a critical moment every time.

Of course, Zhang Xuansheng heard clearly in the air. Hearing Ling Moxue's words, he was almost broken.

I thought I was really not at the last moment this time. If Senior Brother Mo hadn't wanted to go up and go to the right side, he would have come out to solve the problem long ago.

"Sister, pay attention to the occasion."

Ling Zihan ran over sneakily and reminded her sister that Brother Xuansheng is his own, so don’t shoot the fire habitually.

"Brother Ling, who are these sisters?"

Linlin and the Epidemic Doctor are also following Ling Zihan for the time being, hiding in the Jiuxiao camp to suppress the formation.

When Linlin saw these beautiful sisters calling her brother Xuansheng so familiar, she suddenly felt an instinctive sense of resistance.

"Oh, this is my sister Xueer, this is your brother Xuansheng's senior sister, this is...well... your brother Xuansheng's friend."

Ling Zihan introduced Liu Hongfeng, which was a bit difficult to describe.
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