Chapter 850: Xuanwu Palace Is Divided

"Brother Xuanwu, a thousand years ago..."

"Brother Xuanwu, one hundred thousand years ago..."

"Brother Xuanwu..."

Each Immortal Sect master spoke with a humble request, a righteous speech, or a cold and direct request without even giving an excuse.

They are all neatly organized, with each Immortal Sect having three small thousand worlds.

One is not too much and the other is not too little.

The things contained in it make people dare not think about it carefully.

"you……"

"You are very good!"

Xuanwu Tiangong was so angry that he spit out a large mouthful of blood, pointed at the seven people tremblingly, and roared: "Heaven's Secret!"

"You sanctimonious old bastard!"

"Just now, who was saying that the Immortal Sect is not united enough? Who was saying that we are not willing to fight to the death? Who was saying that iron cannot become steel?"

"Ha ha!"

“In the blink of an eye, you’re going to give me this?”

"Are you going to start a civil war now?"

"Shameless!"

"How shameless!"

"Brother Xuanwu, this is wrong."

Taoist Tianji was not irritated and said calmly: "Did your Xuanwu Heavenly Palace take these three realms from me two thousand two hundred years ago? At that time, my strength was inferior to others, and there was no reinforcements from outside, so I was helpless."

"Now it's just a matter of returning the property to its original owner."

"There is no such thing as plundering by clever means."

The mighty Xuanwu Tiangong was at a loss for words.

This is indeed true.

At its peak, Xuanwu Tiangong dominated the 41st world, far surpassing other immortal sects.

Where does it come from?

Stealed from the other seven Immortal Sects, from the Dongji Demon Sect, and from the legacy left after the destruction of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

"What about you?"

The great master of Xuanwu Tiangong looked at the great masters of the Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect and other immortal sects, and said angrily: "The Tiangong has no territorial disputes with you. They are so far away. Let's not talk about offering soil from the emperor of the Horned Demon Clan. It’s ridiculous!”

"This is my hometown, my clan, what's there to be ashamed of?"

The mighty Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect disagreed.

“If people are willing to give it to me, it’s mine.”

"What, you don't accept it?"

The seven powerful men stared coldly at the powerful man of Xuanwu Tiangong, with bits of murderous intent spreading.

In the tragic war, so many Soul Transformation monks and Nascent Soul monks died, and they were all seriously injured many times.

These costs must be rewarded!

Since the Dongji Demon Sect cannot be defeated, it cannot be divided.

Then Xuanwu Heavenly Palace will pay for it!

There are only twenty-one small thousand worlds in each family's three realms, and nine small thousand worlds are left to the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace.

This is the utmost kindness and righteousness!

If it weren't for the strong friendship between the nine great immortal sects and their mutual restraint, relying on Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's aggressive military tactics over the years, attacking everywhere and making enemies everywhere, it would not be too much to destroy them.

The violent coercion of the seven Void Refining Powers spread, and a faint murderous intention bloomed.

The mighty Xuanwu Tiangong couldn't help but feel a sudden change in his heart.

He is now seriously injured.

In fact, even if he is not seriously injured, he is not a match for the seven powerful opponents. Even if they lack trust among themselves and are unwilling to fight for their lives, he cannot defeat them with just regular combat power, and it is impossible to force them to retreat.

Not every Immortal Sect is the Dongji Demon Sect!

"Since this is what you are waiting for..."

The eyes of Xuanwu Tiangong's powerful man showed scarlet color: "Then what if I lead the Dongji Demon Sect army to come and form an alliance with them?"

"If you don't want to wait for the overall situation, then don't want it!"

He was indeed seriously injured.

But others are not without injuries!

Even if you can't defeat him, you can still escape.

Many powerful people stared blankly.

"Not really."

"Fellow Xuanwu Daoist,"

The powerful Shadow Demon Abyss smiled strangely: "We have already drawn up an alliance with the Dongji Demon Sect. As long as you form an alliance first, we will immediately join forces with the Dongji Demon Sect to destroy the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace first and then you. There will be nine remaining The whole world can be given to them.”

"Don't try to escape."

"Back then, when we joined forces with the Dongji Demon Sect, we were able to kill even the last Great Sun Sword Master who was about to break through the realm of refining the void, even if you were seriously injured."

"Six or seven thousand years from now, even if we burn everything we have at the end of our lifespan, we can still destroy the East Ji Demon Sect."

"Fellow Xuanwu Daoist, do you think the Dongji Demon Sect would agree to kill a Lianxu before the war to eliminate a major enemy for the future?"

The other powerful men looked at him coldly.

If Xuanwu Heavenly Palace doesn't care about the incense, don't be shy.

forget about it.

Xuanwu Tiangong’s heart sank.

"Fellow Taoist, you have two choices."

The great master of Shadow Demon Abyss didn’t know what benefits he got, and he always played the role of a villain: “One choice is that Xuanwu Heavenly Palace will suffer a great loss in strength. This is natural. Since Xuanwu Heavenly Palace has been defeated, a price must be paid. This is the world. The law of the jungle is between the strong and the weak."

"There is a strong friendship between the Immortal Sects, and the bottom line has been preserved."

"The other option is that Xuanwu Heavenly Palace is destroyed, and we will also suffer heavy losses, and there will be more hidden dangers in the future."

"how to choose?"

"You! You will regret it!"

The mighty Xuanwu Tiangong didn't answer and walked away.

The remaining powerful people looked at Taoist Tianji.

"He'll agree."

Taoist Tianji whispered: "Xuanwu Heavenly Palace has always focused on the weak and the strong. The selection of Daozi is extremely cruel, and life and death are often involved. Xuanwu also came from Daozi and has long been adapted to this iron law."

"When the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace is strong, it invades like fire, devouring our small world everywhere."

"Now that it is weak, it should naturally be vomited out."

"This is the law of nature, and he has been mentally prepared for it."

"It's just that he cut too much at once, and he couldn't accept it for a while."

"That's good."

The powerful people around nodded slightly.

They can accept the worst case scenario and are not afraid of anything.

"Alas!"

The powerful people of Qingmu Xianzong suddenly sighed: "If this realm is not so narrow, how can we fight so hard?"

"We are obviously in our prime years, and we should be working hard to practice and prepare to break through the refining void."

"Now, we are discussing what will happen after we die."

"How sad."

"Alas..."

The others also showed a sad look, and they lost interest in talking. They bowed their hands, flew around, and returned to their own sects.

After everyone left.

A woman with extremely beautiful appearance and ethereal temperament stood blankly in the starry sky for a long time, and then returned to the shade of the Tianqing Shenmu tree. She didn't practice, but walked aimlessly, and her sorrow was revealed, unable to get rid of it.

"Hometown..."

"What is outside the realm?"

She whispered.

As she said to others, she did not think she was old and dead, but that she was still young.

At only 20,000 years old, she had already cultivated to the peak of the Refining Void.

She was in her prime!

If it were not for the existence of the Dongji Demon Sect, perhaps she would have planned to leave this realm and go to an unknown place to seek the way after cultivating the next generation of Refining Void in the sect.

I don't know how long it took.

"Ancestor..."

A late-stage Huashen cultivator stood not far away.

"Speak."

The ethereal beautiful woman regained her dignity.

"Daozi, do you want to be resurrected?"

The Huashen Tianjun, who succeeded the previous generation of Qingmu Xianzong who died in the battle with Dongji Demon Sect, asked carefully.