Chapter 3367 The Great Pavilion Master Dies in Battle
The Celestial Clan has been dealing with Happy City.
Xiaoyao City is also called a rebel in Hongmeng Realm.
The number one target of the Celestial Clan to be wiped out.
Once the chief of the pavilion agrees to let Xiaoyao City intervene in the Tianji Pavilion, it means that the Tianji Pavilion will also bear the infamy of the rebels, and the Celestial Clan will crush it with all their strength.
Don't think about the consequences.
Like other sects that opposed the Celestial Clan, the Nine Clans were implicated and wiped out!
The elders of the Celestial Clan stared coldly at the dying Great Pavilion Master.
The surrounding elders of the Celestial Clan, as well as those strong men of the overlord sect, all looked at the Great Pavilion Master, waiting for his words.
They came here and prepared in their hearts long ago.
Artifact refining is incomparable, as soon as the Celestial Clan gives an order, they will immediately charge into the battle and kill the Tianji Pavilion.
Facing the Celestial Clan, facing those overlord-level sect powerhouses, and looking at the current Tianji Pavilion, the Great Pavilion Master's heart is very complicated, and he doesn't know how to make a choice.
He is now hanging by a thread, on the verge of life and death.
In the entire Tianji Pavilion, there is no one who can fight against the elders of the Heavenly Clan's Artifact Refining. Even if the elders of the Heavenly Clan are hardened, there are still those two motionless ancient world powerhouses.
The Tianji Pavilion lost in the weapon refining competition.
Losing means obeying the orders of the Celestial Clan.
Whether it is death or life is decided by the Celestial Clan.
If he stood with Happy City, he might be able to survive now, but... what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Hide back into the secret realm like Happy City?
This is not what Tianji Pavilion wants.
and.
It's hard to say whether he can live until tomorrow after tearing up his face with the Tianzu today. As long as the eighteen realm-destroying guns are released with the power to destroy the realm, the secret realm of Tianji Pavilion will definitely be destroyed.
So far, there is no power in the Hongmeng Realm that can break the power of the Extermination Gun.
Go on and lose!
However, it is possible to save the Tianji Pavilion. The possibility of this possibility is not high, but it is also a possibility.
To tear face off with the Celestial Clan?
It is extremely difficult to survive.
The odds are even slimmer.
Tianji Pavilion is just a place for refining weapons!
The Great Pavilion Master's eyes relaxed slightly.
Seeing his eyes relax, Murong Xiong already knew what choice he made.
It was a bit difficult for the Great Pavilion Master to speak, and he said slowly: "City Master Mu, thank you for your kindness, this is a private matter of Tianji Pavilion, let us Tianji Pavilion solve it by ourselves."
Murong Xiong smiled faintly, took a step back, and said somewhat unwillingly: "Great Pavilion Master, it's just the Extermination Gun. I'm sure I'll drive them all into the different space before they unleash the power of the Extermination Gun."
"I can keep your Tianji Pavilion!"
Not through sound transmission, but in front of the Celestial Clan elders.
The expression of the elders of the Celestial Clan was secretly startled.
If they didn't have the Extinguisher Gun, then they would not be Murong Xiong's opponents at all, unless the strong men from the ancient world can do it, but they have been standing there motionless like two Bodhisattvas, as if they came here just to play. , Putting hope on them, the elders of the Celestial Clan also beat drums in their hearts.
The elder of the Celestial Clan let out a deep voice, and said, "Grand Pavilion Master, you have to think about it clearly. Even if you don't have the Extermination Gun, as long as your Tianji Pavilion is against our Celestial Clan, if you can escape today, can you escape tomorrow?"
Murong Xiong raised his eyes, with a fierce look in his eyes, he said: "You think I'm afraid of the Celestial Clan?"
There is a strong coercion in the voice.
The elder of the Celestial Clan's forehead was sweating rapidly, his body was trembling faintly, and he was a little unstable in standing.
The Great Pavilion Master said: "Thank you, City Master Mu, for your kindness. This is a matter of Tianji Pavilion, and I, Tianji Pavilion, will take care of it!"
He has no choice.
He is the Great Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion.
Any decision he makes must be considered for the Tianji Pavilion, and for the hundreds of craftsmen and disciples in the Tianji Pavilion. If the Tianji Pavilion is gone, the level of refining in the Primordial Realm will fall back a hundred years.
Dedicated to the Celestial Clan, maybe the Tianji Pavilion can survive!
The Celestial Clan elder said heavily, "Murong Xiong, did you hear that?"
Murong Xiong gave a wry smile, turned around and looked at the chief of the pavilion, and said, "There is no one in your Tianji Pavilion who can come out to compete.
You can't win. "
"If you lose, the Celestial Clan will also destroy everyone here."
finished.
Murong Xiong made a phantom move, walked into the space, and a voice came out, saying: "Tian Clan, if you dare to play any tricks, let's see how I will stuff you all into the flight attendant's crack."
"snort!"
"boom!"
As soon as the voice fell, the space shook slightly.
The elder relaxed his body just now, and was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground, his face was extremely pale, he didn't even dare to breathe, the feeling of half of his body in another dimension was too uncomfortable.
The Celestial Clan Elder's gaze was fierce, and he secretly clenched his fists, "Murong Xiong!!"
There was a cold light in his eyes.
I was very upset.
but.
They didn't come to deal with Murong Xiong this time, but to deal with Tianji Pavilion.
Seeing Murong Xiong disappear, the elder of the Celestial Clan gave a deep voice and said, "Grand Pavilion Master, the competition continues!"
"You won just now, let's continue now."
During the conversation.
Another Celestial Clan elder stepped forward.
A new refining platform was launched, and he said to the crumbling Great Pavilion Master: "Great Pavilion Master, please!"
The Great Pavilion Master's whole body was cracking, let alone refining weapons, it was extremely difficult for him to even move, but even so, he did not give up.
Still thinking about picking up the hammer.
only……
"Bang!"
The hammer fell to the ground.
The Great Pavilion Master bent down to pick it up, "Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood seemed to pour out of his mouth.
"Great pavilion master!"
"Brother!"
Everyone in Tianji Pavilion stepped forward.
With a sneer on his face, the Celestial Clan Artifact Refiner said, "You can't even hold a hammer, so what kind of weapon do you make? It's rubbish."
The disciples of Tianji Pavilion stared at him fiercely.
The Celestial Clan Artificer smiled and said: "What? Am I wrong? Isn't your Great Pavilion Master a trash? A trash who can't even lift a hammer."
A disciple of Tianji Pavilion couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "The Great Pavilion Master is seriously injured now, if he is not seriously injured, he can beat you with one hand."
The Celestial Clan Artifact Master smiled and said, "Who told him to be seriously injured? Don't tell me if, just try it out with me now, if you can't win, you're trash!"
"Grand Pavilion Master, who am I to blame?"
"Hahaha……"
Suddenly.
"boom!"
The refining fire on his body ignited.
"Travelers of Tianji Pavilion, look at this old man, this old man will let you know what refining is." The elder of the Celestial Clan moved his hands, and thunder rumbled everywhere.
A series of hammers struck down.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Unusually violent.
In five minutes, an artifact was created.
The Heavenly Clan Artifact Refiner breathed away, looked at the Great Pavilion Master on the other side, with a face full of ridicule, and said: "Great Pavilion Master, you are too bad, aren't you?"
"I'm done refining, how about you?"
"Haven't moved yet?"
"Hahaha... What a waste."
The Great Pavilion Master's eyes tightened, blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, and the blood value on the top of his head became '0'!