Chapter 709 Unification (Add More for Elvin2016 Leader!)

Wanxingmen ruins.

Since the death of Master Feiying, this Jindan sect has not had a second alchemy ancestor, and such a powerful force immediately collapsed and scattered.

And when the news came that the Patriarch Zongfang of the Medicine King had successfully congealed his baby, the remaining monks of the Wanxing Gate announced their departure from the Wanxing Gate, for fear of being angered by the number one monk in the Far West!

There's actually no need for Aaron's dirty hands.

He didn't even express his opinion, and the nearby Jindan forces went crazy and chased down the monks of Wanxingmen and Guxianmen, expressing their favor and loyalty to him.

It didn't take long for the entire Far West to know that the Wanxingmen had colluded with the Yuanchen Black Demon Sect to bring disaster to the world, and they deserved death!

And Master Fang Fang, the king of medicine, put an end to the chaos, punished the Ten Thousand Stars Sect first, and then destroyed the Black Demon Sect.

Langhuan Yutai.

"The beautiful scenery is still the same, but the world has changed..."

Aaron stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the beautiful scenery of thousands of fireflies, he sighed faintly.

He turned around and came to his place.

"Meet the ancestor!"

Below, the ancestors of many Jindan factions bowed down to express their submission.

You can't do without surrender!

In the small place of the Far West, the late stage of alchemy can be the king and hegemony... As for the Nascent Soul monster?

It's never been out before!

And... the situation today is different from before.

In the past, if these sects were really unwilling to submit to Aaron, they could migrate to the east, and even ask the Nascent Soul forces in the east for help.

After all, the three sides of the Far West are extinct and more wild lands, and only in the east is the more prosperous world of cultivating immortals.

But this time, everything is different!

The border of Dagan, which goes eastward from the boundless desert, is the territory of the Black Demon Sect. Now it has already turned into a sea of ​​blood, and countless strange things live in it, forming a natural blockade!

In other words, even if the forces in the Far West wanted to move the sect, they would not be able to escape!

They have no choice but to surrender!

"Um……"

Aaron's expression was calm, and he drank a glass of spiritual wine: "My medicine king's sect occupies Xixu, Dongwu, Yuanchen, Lin, Wu, Languo... the rest of the sects can maintain independent inheritance, but their actions must be consistent with the medicine king's sect." Zong is consistent, do you have any opinions? If you don’t have any opinions, let’s make an oath..."

Although it is possible to directly annex the entire Far West, this will definitely attract desperate resistance from those alchemy forces.

It's not impossible to suppress it, but it's too troublesome...

Aaron patiently chose to nibble slowly.

Anyway, his time is unlimited, this waiting is nothing, it is enough to send away those opponents one by one...

Many alchemy cultivators below heard that Patriarch Fang did not ask to directly annex their sect, and they couldn't help but sigh.

Although the Yaowang Sect has already occupied the Six Kingdoms, and its territory is twice as large as that of the Haoran Sect, but as a Nascent Soul Sect, it is still small...

'It seems that this old ancestor Fang is very cautious and careful at every step...'

‘It’s a good thing they didn’t annex our orthodoxy directly, but it’s not unbearable...’

'Let's wait until hundreds of years later to see future generations...'

"As long as the Yaowangzong doesn't produce Yuanying from generation to generation, this hegemony will last for hundreds of years at most... After all, Patriarch Fang is over six hundred years old, and the lifespan of Yuanying monks is about a thousand years... just endure for four to five hundred years." ...'

...

These Ancestors of Formation are all smart people, and they chose the same approach as Shen Le at the beginning.

On the surface, they will never resist Yao Wangzong, and even take the initiative to maintain Yao Wangzong's hegemony... As long as Yao Wangzong Yuanying is always around, they will always be Yao Wangzong's loyal dog!

It's a pity... What they don't know is that if there are too many dogs, they will really be domesticated!

'I've already seen what happened to Shen Le, but it's a pity that you still want to torture me to death...'

Aaron complained in his heart, but he was also happy that these people made such a choice. He continued to raise his glass and said with a smile: "Everyone, congratulations for the unification of the extreme west!"

"Congratulations to the old ancestor!"

The group of cultivators toasted, and the words of flattery and flattery were endless.

Although most of them are pretending, they are also somewhat sincere.

After all, the blood moon disaster is intensifying now, and with the backing of a Nascent Soul cultivator, I feel more at ease.

Aaron seemed to see the concerns in their hearts, and said with a light smile: "Recently, weird things have happened frequently in the world, but you can rest assured, as long as my ancestor is here, this place in the far west will not be able to turn the sky around!"

"Ancestor is wise!" The other monks were overjoyed, while some looked worried: "This blood moon disaster is comparable to the arrival of the ancient demon world, and it is difficult to deal with..."

"Our disciples also encountered monsters, fell directly and were even lured into demons..."

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is wrong. It's not a demon, nor a demon, but something even weirder... It's impossible to guard against!"

Aaron glanced at the expressions of the monks below, and suddenly said: "This blood moon disaster is indeed unstoppable, and it is impossible to guard against. For example, there is a cunning cultivator among all of you here!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many monks changed drastically, and various protective masks lit up one after another.

Just as the scene was full of panic, a sneer suddenly came out: "Old Monster Nascent Soul... What a majestic presence!"

Many monks looked and found that it was a seat in the southeast corner.

"I recognize him...he is the Supreme Elder of Canguo Biluomen—— Zong Laowei!"

A female cultivator of alchemy exclaimed in surprise: "Old monster Zong...you...bewitched?!"

"Enchanted? Hehe... guess what?"

Monster Zong's expression remained the same, but his face changed strangely...it became paler and lifeless, with stiff lines in his brows and eyes, which looked like figurines made of paper, with his brows and eyes drawn with charcoal!

"It's paper repair!"

The surrounding monks turned into twilights and fled away, leaving a blank space.

An ancestor of knot formation exclaimed, and said to Aaron: "I would like to tell the ancestor... After the blood moon, there were mortals in the country who practiced 'origami', and they were poisonous. They called themselves 'paper repair' and were good at various The kind of paper spells flourished for a time... and then disappeared. I thought it was wiped out by Biluomen, but now it seems that Biluomen has completely fallen... Even this old monster, I am afraid that it has also been murdered and turned into a monster. The cardboard man!"

"What's wrong with being a paper figurine?" Elder Zong chuckled, "Don't tell me you don't want to live forever?"

He breathed lightly, and countless palm-sized paper men, paper horses, paper soldiers, and paper armors floated in all directions, rapidly expanded in mid-air, and turned into figures riding horses, wearing iron helmets, and holding long soldiers. Soldiers!

——The Art of Paper-cutting into Soldiers!

Each of these Taoist soldiers has the strength to build a foundation, and even the armor and weapons on their bodies... are equivalent to high-grade magic weapons!

The next moment, a huge shadow shrouded down, shrouded in countless gray lights.

The black jade seal fell down with a bang, smashing the old monster Zong and the Taoist soldiers into powder.

"Small tricks, come to get an ax too?"

Aaron snorted coldly.