"Fake?"
"Can the heart of the world be false?"
The figure of the master of Shenxiu Sect arrived quietly.
He opened his palm, sucked the Heart of the World into his palm and felt it carefully, and found that it was indeed not the complete Heart of the World.
"Damn fat man tricked me!"
"Sheng Xuzi, my god Xiu Men and you are incompatible with each other!"
The master of the Shenxiu Sect spewed fire from his eyes.
Looking at the incomplete and ruined Heart of the World in his palm, he recalled the losses he had suffered at the hands of Sheng Xuzi in the past.
I originally thought that my good disciple Yunlu would be smarter, but I didn't expect to be fooled by that slippery fat man.
However, Yunlu is very talented and is likely to break through to the imperial realm in the future, and the master of the Shenxiu Sect is reluctant to blame him.
In the future, Shenxiumen will still have to rely on Yunlu to support its success.
"Master, it's all my fault!"
Yunlu took the initiative to admit his mistake and explained all the things that happened in Tianqi City.
Naturally, he talked about how he was captured and exposed in public.
As he spoke, he was extremely angry, and petals were flying around him, adding to the evil spirit.
At this moment, he just wants to take people to Tianqi City again, and get back all the places he lost before.
Especially the fat man with a kind face and a dark heart, and the Confucian and Taoist monk who ruined his good deeds. Even if they can't win, they have to find a way to disgust each other.
"It's not your fault, it's that fat guy from Star Reaching Pavilion who bullied others too much!"
"Even if the Shenxiu Sect has not been promoted to the second-rate power in the immortal world, we cannot tolerate this bad breath!"
The leader of the Shenxiu Sect also wanted to seek an explanation from the Zhaixing Pavilion.
Not only because Yunlu was his favorite disciple, but also because he had tolerated Sheng Xuzi for a long time.
The master of the Shenxiu Sect made a seal with both hands, and a token flew to the boundary gate, and the token glowed brightly.
In the small world of Shenxiumen, bells rang.
"Sect Master's order!"
"It looks like something big has happened again, and we have something to play with."
"I don't know how many new members I can add to my army of Deadpool this time."
An elder in black flew into the air, followed by black figures, each holding a black scimitar in their hands.
In front of the Realm Gate, flying boats flew out from the small world of Shenxiu Gate.
The Shenxiu Sect Dead Guards on each flying boat can at least give a fight to the Immortal King together.
There are hundreds of flying boats like this in the Shenxiu Sect.
Whizzing!
A sound broke through the air, and seven figures appeared in front of the flying boat.
These seven figures are the seven elders of Shenxiu Sect.
The one with the weakest cultivation level also has the strength of the middle stage of Saint level.
The one with the strongest cultivation is the black-clothed elder at the peak of the Holy Order, who is in charge of the entire Shenxiu Sect Deadpool.
His cultivation level is even higher than that of Yunlu, and he is only one step away from becoming an emperor-level monk, only lower than the master of the Shenxiu Sect.
This is the foundation of Shenxiumen.
Such a big movement has already alarmed some small forces around.
But the Shenxiu Clan has always acted in a domineering manner, and no one dared to step forward to investigate.
The flying boats moved, and terrifying waves of spiritual energy surged.
A black flag was erected on the front flying boat.
On the flagpole, the treasure appraiser was tied to it by his decommissioned cultivation base.
In the cloudless sky, a wisp of breeze blew by, and it seemed to be raining in the distance.
"Is it going to rain?"
"It's so good, how come it changes so easily?"
"Does even God think I was wronged?"
The treasure appraiser tied to the flagpole looked at the sky desperately and blankly.
It started to rain even though there were no clouds in the sky.
Just like him, Yunluo wanted to use him as a sacrifice even though he had done nothing wrong. It was so unfair.
The treasure appraiser is extremely regretful.
He didn't regret joining the Shenxiu Clan. Joining the Shenxiu Clan would allow him to bully others and do evil.
He regretted offending Yunlu.
In Shenxiumen, offending Yunlu is a fatal matter.
"You're going to kill me if you don't tell me that the Heart of the World is fake. If you tell me, you're going to kill me anyway. Isn't it all in vain!?" The treasure appraiser was depressed.
Looking at the sudden drizzle, the master of Shenxiu Sect frowned slightly.
This rain...something feels wrong.
Activating his spiritual consciousness, the master of the Shenxiu Sect began to check the surrounding situation, and a figure a hundred miles away fell into his spiritual consciousness.
That was a scholar in green clothes crossing the sky, seemingly heading towards the Shenxiu Gate.
In his spiritual perception, the other party was just a Confucian and Taoist monk with a mediocre aura.
So, he didn't take it to heart.
etc!
How is this person so similar to that Confucian and Taoist monk who is so powerful that he cannot detect his specific cultivation level?
The leader of the Shenxiu Sect suddenly remembered what Yun Lu had just said.
My heart tightened and I had a bad feeling.
In the distance, Gu Lan looked across the clouds, past the master of the Shenxiu Sect, past the flying boats, and landed on the boundary gate of the Shenxiu Sect.
"Ha~"
Gu Lan smiled softly. He came here with the purpose of eliminating the root cause and preventing future troubles.
Unexpectedly, Shenxiumen seemed to have the same idea and gathered all the people for him in advance... It was really an idea to go together!
Just in time, catch them all in one go.
Gu Lan raised his hand, and the drizzle in the sky suddenly stopped.
It’s not that the rain stopped.
Instead, all the raindrops between heaven and earth stagnated in mid-air.
Such a powerful force that can affect nature made the pupils of all the cultivators of the Godly Show shrink.
The next moment, his hand pressed down gently.
In an instant, a steady drizzle fell towards the location of Shenxiu Gate.
The drizzle is like a knife, seemingly slow, but in fact it is as fast as a flying sword.
The sword's intention turns into rain, this is the new way of swordsmanship that Gu Lan learned after coming to the immortal world.
Integrate the sword intention into everything in the world. The drizzle can be a sword, the spring breeze can be a sword, the autumn leaves can be a sword, the winter snow can be a sword, and everything can be a sword.
Each drop of insignificant drizzle contains a sword intent that even a strong Emperor Realm player cannot match.
It can cut down the sun, moon and stars, and break through the darkness of heaven and earth.
Facing the overwhelming drizzle of sword intent, the leader of the Shenxiu Sect felt like his soul was trembling.
"Get out of the way!"
The leader of the Shenxiu Sect was extremely horrified, and the only thought left in his mind was to run away.
Who would have thought that a mediocre Confucian and Taoist monk would launch such a devastating offensive.
Even the sword intent that can change everything in the world cannot be seen by monks below the emperor level, let alone resist it.
The master of the Shenxiu Sect himself was at the Emperor's Void Realm, so he also didn't dare to resist.
Before the rain of swords arrived, the master of the Shenxiu Sect turned around and ran away without even looking at his beloved disciple.
Even thinking that Yunlu could catch a few more drops of drizzle with his body would be considered as repaying his teacher's kindness.
Seeing that their sect leader seemed to be running away, each of the Shenxiu sect disciples became confused.
The most confused person was Yunlu.
From Gu Lan's appearance to taking action, and then his master turning around and leaving, everything happened too fast.
There must be something wrong with Shenxiumen's small world, so the master would leave in a hurry.
Yunlu comforted himself like this.
"It's just a water attribute spell, and it doesn't seem to have much offensive power."
"Are you a Confucian and Taoist monk? Let me come and meet you today!"
Yunluo was preparing to fight back as he activated his true energy with a surge of inner energy.
True energy surged around his body, and pieces of red wind surrounded him, flying towards the direction of the drizzle.
Each piece of strong wind is equivalent to a blow from a monk at the peak of the holy level.
Hundreds of Gangfeng attack at the same time, even my own master has trouble dealing with it.
So what about the Confucian and Taoist monks? His physique and strength were not bad, and Yunlu seemed to have found some confidence again.
The strong wind drifts towards the drizzle, and the two touch each other.
The drizzle penetrated without any hindrance and annihilated the strong wind.
Destroy everything!
When he raised his eyes again, the pouring water formed by the general trend between heaven and earth was no longer able to be resisted.
Yunlu stood alone against the Qingyi who stood above the general trend, and a feeling of being like a mantis trying to control a chariot suddenly arose in his heart...
