Chapter 646 – Sentiments of the Old Ancestors
Chapter 646 – Sentiments of the Old Ancestors
“Rip hoo!”
A hoarse voice suddenly came from between a ten thousand feet deep cloudy and amicable cliff.
Immediately following the voice came hundreds of huge, eccentric Mo Clan airships martial spirit treasures, on which were densely packed disciples of the eighteen sects, and if one looked closely, one could clearly see that those disciples were all holding spiritual herbs, weapons, martial rhyme stones, and pills ……
There are also spirit beasts of various sects lying on the side of the ship.
Can be said to be dragging the family!
“Rip hoo” is a disciple of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect issued, fleeing also fled out of the pleasure, which in the eighteen sects founded thousands of years, it is the first time.
That’s right! Eighteen clans reached a unity of opinion in a very short period of time, even if some of the clans of the elders hold the sad and heroic idea of surviving with the clan, but most of the elders can not help but analyze the balance of interests.
Although he didn’t know who came up with this idea, and it was only proposed by the Xuan Heavenly Sword Sect, but when he thought about it, it was already the most reasonable idea under the catastrophe!
Across the board, it’s not my family that is abandoning the clan in fleeing for their lives, we are all disgraced together.
If we stay in the green mountain, we are not afraid of having no firewood to burn, even if the old ancestors return, they will not be able to blame.
If we succeeded in fighting for our lives at Volsung Mountain, it would be a feat against the odds and an anti-extinction!
Wonderful!
“Xin Zhuo, ah Xin Zhuo!”
A group of peak masters, Song Tianxing, Yu Zhugei and Liu Lightwind, holding the clan’s mountain protection spiritual treasures, stood at the bow of the boat against the wind, looking ahead, and inevitably feeling emotional.
The person who engraved the Sect Leader’s throne was truly worthy of his name!
The person on the ninth floor of the True Yang Tower was truly extraordinary!
He is the Chosen One who came to save the eighteen sects?
Could it be that it was fulfilled just today?
“Buzz–“
At this moment, a token flag waved by the Lingyun Sect’s expert himself came from the front.
Hundreds of spirit treasure airships stopped in unison and quietly fell into the swamp at the bottom of the cliff.
A moment later, a delicate, seductive figure wrapped in a majestic, abyss-like aura flashed in, and after arriving in mid-air for a brief moment to survey the cliff, it flew away again.
The martial dao boundary of the Hunyuan Void Realm is everywhere, rising and falling between the real and the imaginary, causing the mind to tremble.
That demoness!
Luckily, the mist of refuted composition in the ten thousand feet deep abyss under this noon mountain would not melt for ten thousand years, and could block the perception of the Celestial Fifth Failure experts!
Seeing that the demoness was far away, Song Tianxing and the others glanced at each other, and their feelings towards Xin Zhuo became even more complicated.
The east and west roads are not desirable, when you go to the bottom of the mountain cliff at noon ……
Sure enough, ah!
Liu Qingfeng quietly returned to the ship of the disciples of Stuffed Sword Peak, looking ahead with his hands behind his back, his aura was awe-inspiring.
On the side of the master’s wife, Chu Sinniang, showed her face and smiled: “You have taken in a good disciple ah, Xin Zhuo this child is really something!”
Behind them, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Bai Jian San who was all injured, Wang Hui and others, including Zhao Yi Lord who was holding Xiao Huang like an immortal like an ink painting, quietly clustered around the master and mistress.
Su Liuli suddenly looked at Zhao Yi Lord and laughed softly, “I suddenly understand why a person like Master Sister Zhao is willing to be that brat’s wife.”
The crowd also looked over.
No wonder Xin Zhuo, this junior apprentice brother, could hold a beauty, it’s hard not to be convinced.
Zhao Yi Lord did not know how to answer, just holding a small yellow slightly nodded, gentle and quiet extremely beautiful appearance, people see inexplicably tranquil.
“Do not relax!”
However, Master Liu Qingfeng was gently shaking his head at this time: “He only gave a reasonable suggestion, but the final result is still unknown, this big battle, I’m afraid it’s still tricky!”
“Yes!”
The disciples clasped their fists.
The hundreds of ships continued to move forward, and it didn’t take long for them to pass through the bottom of the cliff, and when they reappeared, they had already reached the southern foothills of the Voltron Mountain Range.
……
“……”
The top of Zhong Yun Mountain.
The nearly one hundred old ancestors of the eighteen sects were silent and speechless, but their eyes revealed a look of incomprehension.
The initial questioning and chiding of Xin Zhuo had all disappeared.
This was because they also clearly saw that the disciples of Green Fish Mountain and Mountain Dock in four places retreated at the critical moment.
Then a little yellow dog even passed on a message for Xin Zhuo.
It was unknown what the letter said, but the eighteen clans made a move against the heavens, raising their clans to flee, escaping the first extermination of the Heavenly Evil, Ghostly Green two clans, the Demoness, and the Desolate Beasts.
At first the old ancestors were furious, in the thousands of years since the eighteen sects were created had there ever been such an underhanded move?
However, afterward, they calmed down and felt that it was the most reasonable, this was better than having the clan’s inheritance exterminated one by one.
What’s more, each family the same way of doing things, there is no one who has lost face.
Re-examining it again, he realized that it seemed to be all that kid’s idea!
Looking at it this way, that kid wasn’t foolish, but on the contrary, he was someone who was bold and had a great hand.
The Lingyun Sect’s Elder Ancestor, Li Guojun, gently glanced at Chu Zongwei, who returned a smile.
Dao Zhen, the Sect Sect Master of the Xuan Heavenly Sword Sect, laughed softly, “A man of great talent!”
……
“This kid is truly ……”
In the sky above Great Zhou, the father and son on the broken ship, naturally, also saw the mystery and could not help but sigh with emotion.
…… “Kill him! Must not let this kid live!”
“The eighteen sects are a bunch of precept-ridden, obstinate mediocrities, how did they produce such a treacherous and cunning brat!”
“Half of the Great Diffusion’s plan has failed!”
“In the future, when the Ten Thousand Races descend, and Saints, Emperors, and Ten Thousand Ancient Celestial Pride come to the world, how will they live with themselves?”
“Kill him!”
An angry hiss came from that dark cloud.
……
The peak of the Overlord Walled City.
Xin Zhuo was squatting on the ground writing and drawing, if one looked closely, one could find that it was a simulated picture of the landscape, the direction of the city, and the dense human figures fighting.
The woman who had been out for a few hours flashed back from the distance, and then looked at him, her face was already grave and scornful, and then, she also stared at the “graffiti” on the ground.
Can’t understand.
I can only sigh lightly: “I know why you moved a tiger chair, eat melon, you calculated the sky evil, ghost green, barren beasts and the eighteen sects of the war, is carried out here, you are watching the fun!
You calculated that they will definitely follow your plan?”
Xin Zhuo did not make a sound, still writing and drawing.
The woman added: “You are really bold, to calculate so much, I really underestimated you.”
Xin Zhuo still didn’t make a sound.
What the hell is the plan, but it is just a flirty snakeskin walk and play a small point, just the time pinpointed a little more accurate.
The mountains and rivers of this place, the geography, the hearts and minds of the people, he has been studying for half a month.
“You’re different from others, if I were you, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to think of these ideas you’ve come up with.”
The woman sighed softly once again, “At least I can’t possibly think of swaying the actions of the eighteen sects, this is not something a disciple should think about. I’m even thinking, are you a post-birthday person or not, are you an old monster who has experienced several eras?”
“Thinking is good, next time don’t think about it!”
Xin Zhuo stretched and yawned, using his foot to paint away the graffiti on the ground, he sat back on the tiger skin chair, “It should be almost here!”
The woman let out a breath and sat down on the side, pinching up a melon seed: “Jiang Ji’s?”
Xin Zhuo: “I’m not sure, just take it as it is!”
“Okay!”
“Crunch, crunch ……”
Melon shells fell all over the place.
Half an hour later, hundreds of huge Spiritual Treasure Airships arrived in front of them, shrouding the entire sky of Volsung Mountain with a great momentum.
The aura of 60,000 to 70,000 disciple elites from various sects, combined in one place, was terrifying.
The group of mountain thieves from the Overlord Chicken below, who had just awakened, were fainted again by this scene.
“Boom boom boom ……”
Hundreds of airships landed on the top of the mountain, densely packed shouts rang out in a mishmash, and each of the major and minor clans occupied one place and set up camp, preparing their strategy against the enemy.
The top management of the eighteen clans quickly gathered together and after discussing for a few moments, they drew a dozen or so Spiritual Platform experts to sneak into the bottomless hole at the top of Volsung Mountain.
Responding to the enemy’s duel here was already an established strategy, how it should be implemented was not Xin Zhuo’s business.
Just a slender figure led by Xiao Huang, suddenly swept sharply.
Lord Zhao Yi!
White clothes like snow, like a dance of a chasm, plus the life is too good-looking, as if it were a fairy.
Before even approaching, a pair of beautiful eyes locked onto the woman beside Xin Zhuo.
The woman blinked her eyes, a hint of amazement flashed in her eyes, and she fiercely looked at Xin Zhuo: “There is such a beauty, not much more than that demoness, running towards you?”
Xin Zhuo did not say, this long time not see, see Zhao Yi Lord actually also some heart palpitations.
To be honest, since the group of trialists left, in addition to Zhao Yizhu, there is no place in the heart.
Lord Zhao Yi had already lightly landed on the side, silently looking at the woman.
The woman scrambled to get up: “Don’t misunderstand, I’m a man, and I don’t have half a relationship with Xin Zhuo, even if he bullied ……”
Xin Zhuo coughed lightly: “Roll!”
“Just roll!”
The woman obediently walked to the side, secretly looking back to watch.
She saw that beauty sitting beside Xin Zhuo.
“Tsk tsk tsk ……”
The woman shook her head as she walked towards the distance and suddenly paused, saying in a voice heard only by herself, “The aura of the Swift Desolate Sword? I’m afraid that it’s another Three Dao Mountain’s quasi-imperial family descendant, Miss Da? Xin Zhuo you fucking confused ah, play with women to play Jiang Yuwei like stupid white sweet good, what people dare to provoke, those people can not see on you such small hairs? I think highly of you again!”
(End of chapter)