Chapter 1788 Although We Are Fakes, We Must Not Be Weak in Our Appearance!

For the Seventh Cultivator Saint, the treasure that can rescue the Sixth Cultivator Fairy from the bondage of the Nine Cultivators Phoenix Knife is the most important. However, the ‘Tian Gang’ is also very important to many Taoist friends in the Jiuzhou No. 1 Group. When the ‘Tian Gang’ was born, he naturally wanted to lead the Taoist friends in the group to compete for it.

When the Seventh Cultivator Saint finished speaking, many cultivators and celestial beings had already fought for the ‘Tian Gang’.

The celestial beings retreated a little because of the ‘ferocious beast summons’, but they maintained the formation state, and the Tian Gang was shot into the sky again, and they occupied the most advantageous position. Some celestial beings took action to intercept the ‘Tian Gang’.

However, the most advantageous position also made them the target of public criticism.

I saw a knife light coming across the sky like a silk thread, directly slashing at the celestial being. This knife light completely ignored the ‘Tian Gang’ and pointed directly at the celestial being.

The knife light was pure white and flawless, and the knife intent was domineering. Everything that stood in front of the knife light would be directly crushed...highly recognizable.

The knife light directly twisted into the formation of the celestial beings. A corner of the formation of the celestial beings was cut open, and more than ten celestial beings who were the first to bear the brunt were directly crushed by the knife light. The remaining force of the knife light did not decrease, rushing into the gap of the twisted formation and exploding.

"Bai Bi San Sheng Dao!" Someone recognized the knife light.

Bai Bi San Sheng Dao does not refer to a certain strong man, but the title of a famous cultivator family. This is a cultivator family that was once as famous as the "Tianhe Su Family", but it has declined in the past thousand years. However, in terms of overall strength, they still have the power of a great cultivator family.

Behind the knife light, there were twenty cultivators from the "San Sheng Dao Family". Their target was not Tian Gang, but the celestial beings. Each of these twenty cultivators had anger and murderous intent in their eyes, wishing to chop the celestial beings into pieces.

"I heard that the Sanshengdao family has ten fifth-grade geniuses who were trained with emphasis. During the fatigue period after practicing swordsmanship and discussing the Dao, they were suddenly attacked by a large group of heavenly beings. Eight of the ten genius sword cultivators died and two were injured. Eight golden cores with six dragon patterns or above that were qualified to be promoted to the seventh-grade Venerable were gouged out by the heavenly beings and became trophies." Beihe Sanren said.

No wonder, the cultivators of the Baibi Sanshengdao did not care about the 'Tiangang' at all, and went straight for the heavenly beings.

No matter which force it was, if the sword cultivators who had been painstakingly trained were ambushed and hunted, and their golden cores were gouged out, they would be furious.

"In the recent activities of killing heavenly beings, the number of heavenly beings killed by the sword cultivators of the Baibi Sanshengdao has been ranked in the top five. They want to get back the blood debt from the heavenly beings a hundred times." Huangshan Venerable said calmly.

The chaos of heavenly beings is just the beginning.

The cultivators of the heavens and the worlds may face even greater turmoil.

Following the monks of Baibi Sanshengdao, there were several groups of cultivators with different numbers, who simultaneously attacked the celestial beings. They were all helpers invited by the ‘Sanshengdao Family’.

Heavy war immortal boats emerged, and spheres rose from the immortal boats. These spheres were engraved with runes, and immortal art formations bounced from the spheres, attacking the celestial beings from a distance. Each attack fell into the gap of the celestial battle formation.

"This is the battle magic weapon of the Jinxu Sect. Because of its large size, it needs an immortal boat to carry it. However, their main function is defense, and attacking is just a matter of course." Beihe Sanren explained.

In the distance, another group of Confucian monks appeared. They stood behind the war immortal boats from a distance, unfolded the scrolls, and wrote furiously. Every time they wrote a character, the righteous power between heaven and earth was poured into the runes, and there was a faint voice in the void singing and chanting the words on the scrolls.

These Confucian scholars were also helpers invited by the ‘Sanshengdao Family’.

They were responsible for strengthening their own state, and the runes of righteousness continued to rise and fall. Whether it was the war immortal boat or the Sanshengdao family sword cultivators attacking in front, they fought more and more bravely.

There were also several groups of strong men in the back. After receiving the blessing of Confucianism and the protection of the Jinxu Sect's magic weapon, they followed the Sanshengdao sword cultivators and rushed to the Tianren.

With the Sanshengdao sword cultivators taking the lead, some powerful monks who were watching also attacked the Tianren. The head of the Tianren can be rewarded, and the bounty is not small. In addition, it is difficult to form a group to compete for the "Tiangang" without breaking the Tianren's formation interception.

The Tiangang was shot to a very high place.

In the Tianren camp, a beautiful Tianren Venerable who was closest to her took action. She offered a ball of colorful clouds in her hand to wrap up the Tiangang.

Then she stretched out her hand and pulled it, ready to take the "Tiangang" back.

Whoosh!

At this time, a wheel-shaped magic weapon flashed out of thin air and cut off the colorful cloud of the Tianren Venerable.

"Hahaha, this 'Tian Gang' is not something you celestial beings can get your hands on. Today, as long as I am here, you can't take it away." The wheel-shaped magic weapon turned around and flew to a higher altitude.

A handsome monk landed in the clouds and stepped lightly on the wheel-shaped magic weapon.

In an instant, most people's eyes fell on this handsome monk.

"It's Venerable Whirlwind!" someone said.

Venerable Whirlwind, stepping on the sub-wheel of the 'Duankong Mother-child Wheel', appeared in a striking way.

He reached out and gently stroked his hair - [Look at me! Look at me! Everyone, look at me! I am the most eye-catching man in the audience, I am the most dazzling Venerable! ]

Venerable Tianren looked at Venerable Whirlwind with cold eyes. She made another move, and the cloud-shaped magic weapon instantly turned into a giant bow. Drawing the arrow on the string, a rain of arrows shot towards Venerable Whirlwind.

"It's useless, useless. Your attack is too weak." The corner of Tornado Venerable's mouth rose, and the 'Sky-breaking Wheel' under his feet kept moving. Under the sharp edge that could even cut through 'space teleportation', all the rain of arrows were shot out.

Venerable Whirlwind knew that he was really cool at this moment.

However, when defending against the arrows, his eyes glanced at the eighth-grade celestial being in the celestial camp.

With it, he might not be able to make the headlines of tomorrow's "Cultivator Daily".

The eighth-grade Xuansheng is the force that will decide the situation next.

"Swoosh~~" Just as Venerable Whirlwind was thinking, a small celestial being suddenly emerged from the celestial beings. Wings spread out from its back.

This mutant celestial being was very fast and flew to the side of the "Tian Gang" in an instant, grabbing the "Tian Gang" with one hand. At the same time, it took out a small bottle and prepared to put the "Tian Gang" in.

Another thirty celestial beings followed closely behind it, forming a defensive formation to protect it.

Seeing that the celestial being was about to succeed, the alien dimension rose again.

A small mountain suddenly fell down, directly smashing the mutant celestial being, the small bottle in its hand, and the thirty celestial beings behind it into pieces.

After the small mountain peak landed, another sky bridge came across the sky and was built on this small mountain peak.

Rumble, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from the end of the sky bridge.

A burst of colorful treasure light rushed from the other end of the bridge, and the sound of beast roars vaguely emerged in the treasure light. This is a carriage pulled by ten dragon horses. The colorful treasure light is the light rising from the feet of the spirit beast dragon horse when it runs.

On the carriage, a young man with flowing black hair sat lazily on his side, as if he was asleep.

He was alone, but he had the momentum of thousands of troops galloping.

"Eighth-grade Xuansheng." Venerable Cyclone said softly.

He is not a newly promoted Xuansheng, but an old Xuansheng from a thousand years ago. The other party does not have the effect of "everyone in the world knows you", and I don't know what his holy name is.

[The way he appeared is more stylish than me. ] Venerable Cyclone was completely suppressed.

Song Shuhang looked at the other party's carriage pulled by ten dragon horses, as well as the bridge across the sky and the mountain that bridged it. Then, he looked down at his 'Shrimp Dragon Chariot', as well as the table, chairs, eight dishes, one soup, and a big pot of rice on the chariot...

"I was completely outdone, Senior Song, in all aspects." Yu Rouzi said.

Song Shuhang: "Yes, I know, Yu Rouzi."

An old-fashioned Xuansheng is an old-fashioned Xuansheng, and he is always so domineering when he appears casually.

When Fairy Bie Xue held the Immortal Feast, the venue was limited, and the Xuanshengs who came could not show off their style and could not show off their style.

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The dragon-horse carriage stopped on the mountain peak.

The young man in the car waved lazily, and the 'Tian Gang' floated up and flew towards him.

"Hmph!" The eighth-grade Xuansheng among the celestial beings finally made a move.

She pointed at the 'Tian Gang' from a distance, and the Tian Gang seemed to be fixed, suspended in the air, motionless.

"I have some use for this 'Tian Gang'." The young man on the dragon carriage looked at Tianren and smiled: "Give it to me, I'll turn around and leave."

"Ji Li Gu La~~" Tianren Xuansheng sneered.

They couldn't communicate in the same language.

But obviously, Tianren Xuansheng didn't want to give up this 'Tian Gang'. Two bone locks extended behind her, and she entered combat mode.

"Hey, Di Shengjun, your wig is very handsome today." A pleasant voice sounded in the distance, and at the same time a golden ocean surged.

On the golden ocean, sat a tall red-haired woman in cool clothes. She was like a beautiful mermaid, and her every move was full of strange charm. And her pupils were golden dragon pupils, full of oppression.

This saint, Song Shuhang, knew her. She had appeared at the fairy feast of Bie Xuexianji last time. Ancient Wu Xuansheng 'Yao Meng Shengjun'. At that time, she came in a chariot with two golden dragon beasts, but this time she changed her way.

That golden ocean... is a sea of ​​insects. Those are beetles that look like gold coins, forming a vast ocean. These beetles are all witchcraft of Saint Yaomeng.

"It's not a wig." Saint Di on the dragon carriage turned his head and gently stroked his long hair: "This time it's transplanted hair, handsome?"

"You still suit baldness." Saint Yaomeng licked his sexy lips: "You look more delicious with a bald head, more suitable for feeding insects."

Saint Di didn't want to take up the topic of "bald head" and said bluntly: "Are you also interested in "Tian Gang"? "

"No, my goal is Tianren." Saint Yaomeng looked at Tianren with his beautiful eyes: "They are very suitable for cultivating my new Gu and becoming insect beds. But... Fellow Daoist Qixiu, what is your goal?"

Saint Yaomeng turned his head and looked not far away.

She and Qixiu had met at the Immortal Food Feast, and had talked about the law together, and recognized his breath.

Saint Qixiu stepped on the void and walked step by step.

Behind him, a precious sword was spinning, and the blade projected a phantom of a fire phoenix that covered the sky and the earth - the Nine-cultivation Phoenix Sword.

When several Xuanshengs appeared in succession, Song Shuhang temporarily borrowed the 'Nine-cultivation Phoenix Sword' from Cong Niang to the Seven-cultivation Saint. The Seven-cultivation Saint was the one who could maximize the power of the 'Nine-cultivation Phoenix Sword'.

"Although my goal is other things, 'Tiangang' is also one of my goals." The Seven-cultivation Saint said calmly.

Although he is a newly promoted Xuansheng, his inheritance comes from the supreme 'Daoqi', and he has encountered many adventures recently and has come into direct contact with the 'laws' several times. Now he has the 'Nine-cultivation Phoenix Sword' in his hand, and he can fight against the old Xuansheng.

"Do you want to take the 'Tian Gang' from me?" Saint Lord Dang stared at Saint Lord Qi Xiu. While he was talking, he was in a stalemate with Xuan Sheng of Tian Ren, trying to seize the ownership of Tian Gang.

"I won't help either of us. My target is only Tian Ren. But... if you both lose, I don't mind taking the 'Tian Gang'. This kind of thing, although useless to me, can be used to train the younger generation." Saint Lord Yao Meng laughed.

"Both lose? Are you kidding?" Saint Lord Di said.

Saint Lord Qi Xiu reached into his pocket and silently took out his... mobile phone.

He made a call: "Hello, Taoist friend Ling Die, haven't you arrived yet?"

"Daoist friend Qi Xiu, you should at least understand me. You know the distance between my home and your location." The voice of Xuan Sheng of Ling Die came from the phone.

As he spoke, a blue butterfly flew deep in the clouds. The blue butterfly was as beautiful as a cloud.

Above the butterfly cloud, Xuan Sheng of Ling Die descended with a smile on his face.

He wore a long sword on his waist, his face was as handsome as a jade, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his temperament was extremely handsome.

The Saint of the Spirit Butterfly, the eleventh Saint of the millennium.

"My father is here, Senior Song, so I will go up too." Yu Rouzi said happily, she put down her bowl and chopsticks, and jumped off the Shrimp Dragon God Chariot.

Song Shuhang quickly reached out and grabbed Yu Rouzi: "Wait, we are parallel imports of the eighth rank. But when we go out, we can't be weak in momentum. I have a 'Holy Sword of the End' here, you take it with you when you go out."

The Holy Sword of the End can not only enhance Yu Rouzi's momentum, but it also has the 'heart of the big boss of the long-eyed planet' inside, which can protect Yu Rouzi at any time.

"Thank you, Senior Song." Yu Rouzi laughed and said, "But I have a better thing that suits me better."

Song Shuhang: "???"

The next moment, Yu Rouzi took a long step and ran into the void.

Looking at Yu Rouzi going away. Doudou suddenly had an idea: "By the way, when fairies are wearing skirts and running in the air, will they be exposed? I have never paid attention to this before."

"Doudou, you are too naive. Do you think fairies wearing skirts don't even have the means to prevent exposure?" Prince Miefeng said calmly.

Doudou's eyes lit up: "Why do you know so much about Miefeng? Have you peeked?"

Prince Miefeng: "..."

A dangerous light appeared in his eyes-turn into a pool, Doudou!

In the void, a big light lit up behind the running Yu Rouzi.

The big light became more and more dazzling.

In the end, it turned into a small sun.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the small sun, and then the effect of "No one in the world doesn't know you" came into effect.

Even the ninth saint of the millennium, 'Ancient Saint Lingdiezi', is here?

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