Otherwise, if the ancestor of the Xiantian Sect is lured out, he will be in big trouble.
Therefore, regardless of whether the other party was willing to accept the challenge, he directly announced the matter and invited all forces to come and watch.
With the support of eight major sects, the leader of their natural religion has no choice but to disregard the sect's face!
However, this is also one of the methods of the Demon Sect.
If the leader of the Xiantian Sect is still unwilling to take action, then he will have to resort to the last resort.
Using "Secret Records of the Eclipse", he transformed into a person of the "Natural Sect", infiltrated into the headquarters of the "Natural Sect", found the leader of the "Natural Sect", and had a head-on confrontation with him!
This is a last resort, and it will probably attract the attention of the innate leader, which is very dangerous.
So he would never use this move unless necessary...
Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji took out a brown book page. There was no text on the page, but there seemed to be many tiny creatures wandering on it. One glance gave people goosebumps.
This note was the one used to communicate with Si Hongyuan.
This note allows two people to cross space and various restrictions. When one party writes, the note from the other party will also appear.
"Sect Master." Zhan Wuji's thoughts changed slightly, he picked up the brush and wrote a line of words on the paper.
As soon as he finished speaking, the dense blood vessels on the ground suddenly erupted, turning into a row of big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes: "Bastard! Why are you here?"
These words were crooked and full of anger.
Zhan Wuji had no expression on his face, and then wrote another line: "In three days, I will challenge my teacher to a duel."
"I also hope that the sect leader can inform the senior officials of Samsara Tower and Wushi Villa so that they can watch this competition together."
The blood surged like dark clouds before a rainstorm, and the text changed rapidly: "Bastard! You have a beautiful idea! Why should I listen to you!"
Looking at the increasingly angry replies, Zhan Wuji ignored his question and continued: "Let Zhang Jingli come too, but don't let him find out. This is what I mean."
Hearing these words, Si Hong Qingyun's writing stopped abruptly, paused, and then quickly wrote: "Okay! You bastard, just wait for me! My husband will not make it easy for you!"
Zhan Wuji snorted, put away the Lingxi paper, and nodded in agreement.
At that time, the five righteous sects, Samsara Tower, and Wushi Villa will all be there to watch.
In addition, Zhang Jingli had already had murderous intentions towards him, so he just went with the flow!
Now, we just want to see if our opponent has this ability!
boom!
Liuli Dynasty.
Five hundred miles away from the imperial capital, in a remote small town.
basement.
He put away the spiritual talisman in front of him with an angry look.
Zhan Wuji, the bastard, accused her again and again!
All right!
This time, he will fight with his husband Zhang Li, and he will also watch.
This is the best time for revenge!
He couldn't do what his ancestor "Fu Qiong" asked him for the time being, so he decided to take revenge on the bastard Zhan Wuji first!
She thought for a while and took out another page of talismans connected to her husband Zhang Li's scripture.
She took out a purple brush and wrote on the paper: "Three days later, Zhan Wuji will challenge the leader of my Xiantian Sect to a duel."
boom!
This is a sect called "Chongming Sect".
In one of Zhang's residences.
In a cave.
Zhang Jingli was sitting at the table, reading an ancient classic.
I saw that piece of paper floating in the air from his storage bag. There were blood lines on it, floating in the air. In the blink of an eye, it formed a line of small words: 'Three days later, Zhan Wuji asked me, the leader of Tiansheng Cult, to openly invite me to fight.
Looking at this sentence, Zhang Jingli was thoughtful.
When Zhan Wuji defeated Lord Tao of Jiuyi Mountain, he had already decided to stay in his ancestral land in order to prevent Zhan Wuji from coming.
But now...
Zhan Wuji actually wanted to compete with them?
Ji Lu, the head of Xiantian Sect of this generation, is slightly inferior to Tao Wendu, the head of Jiu Yi.
However, if he guessed correctly, "Xiantian" would never challenge Zhan Wuji in a duel!
If it were true, that would be great!
Thinking of this, Zhang Li's expression became even more indifferent.
He was once the leader of the Holy Sect, with great power and overwhelming power.
Now that he has a chance for revenge, he will naturally not continue to hide in his ancestral land!
However, what he said cannot be believed.
Whether this information is true or not, he still needs to confirm it himself.
"Come here!" Zhang Jingli shouted sharply immediately.
As soon as his voice fell, a void-like shadow appeared, half-kneeling on the ground, bowing and saying: "Your Majesty!"
"Go and investigate Zhan Wuji's movements these days."
"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.
"Lord Qi, Zhan Wuji is now on the territory of the Xiantian Sect. He seems to have had a conflict with the Xiantian Sect and has even killed several Supreme Elders of the Xiantian Sect."
"Go down." Zhang Jingli nodded slightly when he heard the words, and then ordered.
"Yes!" The shadow bowed and saluted.
Then it disappeared.
In the empty cave, only Zhang Jingli stood there with a calm expression, but all kinds of heavenly materials, treasures, magic weapons, and runes were looming in the space around him.
Zhang Jingli took a look at his collection, then suddenly waved his sleeves and pocketed them all.
The next moment, his figure suddenly became illusory, and he disappeared into the cave in the blink of an eye.
In Qiutan District.
Night falls.
Dusk falls, covering everything. In the dark night, the mountains and rivers are quiet, only the buzzing of insects, the sound of everything is dispersed, and the gurgling water is full of life.
A blood-red sedan rose into the sky. The sedan's gloomy air and strong smell of blood made all living beings tremble with fear. All birds and beasts were scared away.
Zhan Wuji was sitting upright, with the Nine Soul Sword on his back, his eyes closed, and he seemed to be adjusting his breath.
In three more days, he would reach the headquarters of the Xiantian Sect.
By then, the five righteous sects, Samsara Tower, Wushi Villa, and Zhang Lixin will all arrive.
Now that he has embarked on the path of immortality, the disciples of the eight major sects are all spectators, and no one can help him!
Regarding this matter, Zhan Wuji was most at ease with the Reincarnation Tower and the Wushi Villa.
Of these two sects, one wants to kill more people. As for Wushi Villa, a few words can suffice.
The five major forces of the righteous path would not interfere in the internal battles of the Demon Sect.
Although Wenren Lingse is his woman, he has explained it beforehand and she will definitely do what he wants.
As for Su Zhentian, he also wanted to see who he was.
Just as he was thinking, Zhan Wuji opened his eyes suddenly, and a pair of eyes shot out from the hanging car tent like lightning, looking forward.
The front of the carriage was pitch black.
