Chapter 660 – The Interception and Anger of the Seven Servant Immortals

Chapter 660 – The Interception and Anger of the Servant Immortal Seven

Xin Zhuo did not know the anger and doubts of Daoist Manifestation, only to see that the nine thunderbolts, as thick as stone pillars, bombarded and disrupted the formation of the more than two hundred silhouettes in front of him in a messy phantasmagoria.

And the spirit stage idea illusion of “looking at the moon well” and then smashed away.

A strange change suddenly occurred…

Wellhead pouring, stuck to the more than two hundred silhouettes, even all collected, more than two hundred silhouettes all of a sudden without a trace.

Immediately after the mind spirit platform ideas as if exploded, muddy, as if it can not withstand so many strange consciousness!

Not far away, Xue Ji keenly captured this scene, no longer able to suppress the curiosity in her heart, and said in shock: “Xin Zhuo, this Spiritual Platform Idea can kill people from hundreds of miles away, and can manipulate spiritual treasures and weapons, but how can it swallow the Emperor Rhyme residue? What are you doing?”

Xin Zhuo couldn’t answer, this is indeed not something that can be explained by the normal means of the Spiritual Platform Realm, could it be the characteristic of the “Moon Watching Well”, where nothing can’t be absorbed?
Moreover, he felt that he could still spit it out!

Xue Ji has already used the martial arts boundary to resist hundreds of figures, a flash, pulling him straight to the thin place in the sky, where a line of white light has already appeared, it should be the place to go out.

Just leapt out hundreds of feet, above suddenly appeared seven figures, body glittering light, are wide robe and big sleeves ancient dress, cold look down, the momentum of the majestic, has exceeded the Hunyuan virtual realm.

Xue Ji waved her hand to stop Xin Zhuo to continue to move forward, took a deep breath, calmly said: “I think it must be the four monsters below the mouth of that group of immortal cultivators, this group of immortal reversal, every time the martial arts extravaganza descended there is a residual, I do not think that it will appear here, quickly to my arms!”

In my arms?
Xin Zhuo was silent, he had no feeling for the expression “Immortal Rebels”, it was just a group of Immortal Cultivators hiding in the world here, but among these seven people, he recognized three of them, an Immortal Servant, a Dao Yunzi, and a Baili Raider of Life.

All of them were the top experts of the four sects of the Great Zhou Empire who had killed them in the Great Zhou Imperial Capital at the beginning!
Now, although their appearance had changed drastically, it was them!

These people aren’t dead either? Bilocations?
“Jiang Yuqing, this road is not open!”

That serving Immortal changed into the ancient Confucian dress, but it was still hard to hide a feminine aura, and the evil smile at the corner of his mouth was disgusting.

“We have observed you countless times, since you entered the Xuan Tian Sword Sect under the Great Luo Sect, we thought that there would be no more opportunities, but I never thought that we would meet here, regardless of whether it was right or wrong before, you have always injured our bilocation, and die to come!”

Seven people wrapped in the rich immortal spirit gas, instantaneous between to Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji in front of the hands waving far beyond the YuanYing stage of magic treasure, a moment of colorful, reflecting the sky, a surprised at the atmosphere of the martial arts huge to outrageous.

“Immortal reverse ……”

Xue Ji’s eyes flooded with eye-catching red light, never before calm and serious, demonic color rises up to the sky, this is some kind of life-protecting jutsu that has never been performed, even if it was decapitated by Xin Zhuo with sword intent back then, it has never been used.

“It seems like it doesn’t need to be so troublesome, I’ll try!”

Xin Zhuo shook his head, reached out his hand and pointed, the well of the spirit platform imagination flashed out, the mouth of the well spewed out more than two hundred fluorescent silhouettes, although it was too much weaker than before, but it was still very considerable, and it went straight to the “Immortal Servant” seven people to pounce on them, instantly transforming into the same realm as the seven people, and performing the same Immortal Cultivation Spells.

“You this demon how to do ……”

The “Serving Immortals” seven people lost their concentration for a while, and actually forgot to pounce.

“You ……” Xue Ji was also astonished for a time, the demonic spells that were about to be cast lay down.

Xin Zhuo once again shook his head, to keep his mind clear, and took the opportunity to grab Xue Ji’s wrist straight into the air.

To the gap edge, looked back, only to see the “service immortal” seven people were countless silhouettes surrounded, although not to hurt them, but blocked for a moment without difficulty, this is a sigh of relief.

“You, this person, must have an extraordinary origin, perhaps countless saints and emperors have already descended, you have to be careful of your past life karma!” Xue Ji frowned and advised.

Xin Zhuo lost his smile: “My past life karma is at most skipping work!”

Xue Ji could not understand and blinked blankly.

The two stopped babbling and dashed out of the crevice.

Right in the middle of the day, the strong sunlight shines on the two people almost can not open their eyes, a good while to adapt, the gap under the feet has disappeared.

This is not the Volsung Mountain, but a strange birds and flowers of the valley, in the summer of the year, the air is a little sultry, was evaporated mountain flower aroma comes to the face.

Xue Ji patted her tattered red dress, looked high into the sky, took a deep breath, then grabbed Xin Zhuo’s arm and didn’t let go, and said in a tone that could not be refused, “Follow me to the Heavenly Evil Sect, and when the Sacred King emerges, I’ll take you to pay homage to him!” “Let’s talk about it when we have the chance!” Xin Zhuo said in a bored tone: “I have to make a trip back to the Xuan Heavenly Sword Sect.”

He desperately wanted to see Lord Zhao Yi and Little Yellow.

“I’ll give you another chance to re-answer!”

Xue Ji stared at him dead on, her face full of murderous aura as she let out a cold laugh: “This girl can protect you for countless years in this chaotic tide of Ten Thousand Martial Saints, don’t you want to eat soft food? I’ll let you eat, if you insist on returning to the Great Luo, sooner or later, there will be a day when you regret it!”

Xin Zhuo didn’t know how to reply for a moment.

The Heavenly Evil Sect he even more does not want to go, a group of people who are inhuman and ghostly things that can not be theorized in a normal way, and also by himself has beheaded a large number of disciples, and there is a grudge against each other, but to eat a soft rice, it seems to be quite good ……

Transient shook his head.

“Very good!”

Xue Ji suddenly grabbed through a piece of his clothes, step back, raised the corner of the clothes, “This thing I keep as a reminiscence, has nothing to do with you, in the future, even more will not read you this kid half a point!”

The posture fluttered, to the mid-air, condescending to look at him, and resumed that kind of charm colorless and cold, one word said: “Next time to see you again, you need to be careful, the great Luo disciples I see will kill!”

The figure flickered and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Xin Zhuo raised his hand and put it down, his mood is a little complicated, frankly speaking, these years, in addition to Zhao Yi Lord, is with this demon girl with the longest, and even he is now accustomed to the demon girl’s spicy nature and body on the residual aroma, as well as to do the deathly difficult to eat spirit grass, spirit fruit hodgepodge dishes.

Standing in place for a long time, before randomly choosing a direction to leave.

Flying high in the sky, looking around in all directions, his heart could not help but feel a little cautious.

He counted, from the eighteen sects in the Volsung Mountain to battle the two sects of Heaven and Evil, a decade and a month or so had passed, these ten years, longer than the time he had experienced from being a mountain bandit in the Volsung Mountain to entering the Withered Spirit Mountain Stream.

Ten years was enough to change many things! It could even cause many teenagers with outstanding talent to go from being unknown to being famous.

Great Zhou Heavenly Prince Ji Yu was only a big young man now, and Xiao Huang, Zhao Yi Lord and Master Liu Light Wind and those people had only changed quite a bit.

The most important thing is that this legendary full of saints and emperors, laborers heavenly pride, saint son or whatever, I don’t know if there is no appearance, if you meet one in the middle of the road, there is a risk.

Therefore, he was even more careful.

Hundreds of miles out of the valley, in front of him was a small city, there were quite a few people in the city, and even a large number of martial artists coming in and out.

He fell to the ground, walked to a small river, took a picture of his appearance, his clothes were much more worn out, and was also torn by the demoness, his face grew some beard, but his appearance was still seventeen or eighteen years old, and it was not in vain that when he entered the country, he polished his face meridians for a long time, and maintained his appearance.

Otherwise, I am afraid that it is now already a man in his thirties.

He squatted down and washed his face, and used the Heavenly Wool Sword to shave his beard, organized his messy hair, and then took a look, very good, still a ten miles and eight villages famous for his appearance as a handsome young man.

He was about to get up when he heard the sound of squeaky wheels from behind him, followed by a rough voice: “How far is it to Kunxu Martial City?”

A respectful voice said: “Back to the big boss, in front of us is Xiaozhu City, after Xiaozhu City, another two hundred and seventy miles to the west is Kunxu City!”

The rough voice cursed: “Is this Toutiao Dan Medical Shop working or not? Some years ago, our family needed at least 100,000 plants of Seven Orifices Grass every month, but now it’s 5,000 plants every month, what’s the problem?”

The respectful voice cried and laughed: “Since the eighteen sects have been at war, the business of the Dului Dan Healing Shop has been deteriorating, there’s nothing we can do about it!”

“Why?”

“I heard that the backer of the Toutiao Dan medical store is the Xuan Tian Sword Sect’s two male and female true disciples, the male disciple died in a battle with the Evil Sect a few years ago, the female disciple is nowhere to be found, no backer, the other eight sects of the Dan Hall also entered the Kunxu City to make a fortune, and marginalized the former number one Dan store at every turn, naturally, it is unsustainable!”

(End of chapter)



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