Swallow God Supreme

4638 - Where are the disciples of Maoshan
"roll!"

Faced with Yuan Ning's shameless proposal, the Lion King couldn't bear it.

In the body, the holy power of the killing system rushed out, forming a huge blood-red mushroom cloud above the head.

The first seat of the Lion King is the legacy of the ancient Lion Clan.

Compared with ordinary killing-type holy power, the holy power of the lion king's first seat contains the power of a wild lion.

The four giant spaceships all swayed under the holy prestige of the Lion King's first seat.

If it weren't for the great sages sitting on the four spaceships, only the holy prestige would be able to overturn the four spaceships.

The grievances between Daosheng Mansion and Maoshan have not lasted for a day or two.

The first seat of Yuanning knew the first seat of the Lion King very well.

He sighed: "Lion King, you are still so reckless, it's fine on weekdays, today's matter is very important!"

"We are all members of the various families of martial arts, and I don't want blood to flow in the end."

The first seat of Qingliu floated up into the air.

The first seat of Yuan Ning looked at the first seat of Qingliu: "It's still Qingliu who understands the overall situation and knows how to advance and retreat. What do Qingliu think of my proposal?"

"Whoosh!"

A piece of blue duckweed flew from the hands of the first seat in Qingliu to the first seat in Yuanning.

This cyan duckweed looks like a lotus leaf, but the leaves are curled up together, and there is a lot of ink in the center.

Every drop of ink exudes a shocking and strange aura.

Yuan Ning's chief frowned: "The congenital holy treasure ink duckweed?"

Yuzi NO.60, ink duckweed!

At this time, the duckweed in ink painting was suspended above Yuan Ning's head.

The ink contained in it will be poured all over Yuan Ning's head at any time.

"Where are the Maoshan disciples?!"

The first seat of Qingliu was full of holy power, filled with extreme destruction, and let out a violent roar.

The sound was like thunder, resounding through the eighteen peaks of Maoshan Mountain.

"exist!"

Among the eighteen peaks of Maoshan, a large number of figures are exposed, all over the sky.

Many of them were injured, but at this time they still rushed out from the mountain, responding to the call of Chief Qingliu.

Everyone's face is full of determination.

The disciples of Maoshan practiced the Maoshan meditation technique, and their state of mind was extraordinary. At this time, they were not frightened by the scene in front of them.

On the contrary, the oppression from foreign enemies made their hearts condense together.

Form a strong cohesive force.

The leader of Qingliu waved his sleeve robe, and with a bang, a battle flag was inserted horizontally in the midair.

Maoshan battle flag!

The wind blew up, and the battle flag roared like a beast in the wind.

"Whizzing!"

Gu Ping'an flew up, and the holy power of the space system splashed out like ink.

The space cracked and shattered, shocking.

Gu Xiaoyu has mastered the particle origin, one of the supreme origins.

The moment it rises up, the space one by one splits into fine particles one by one.

The particles flow and roll in the space like sand, and each particle is like thunder, which is creepy.

Qin Chen ascended to the sky.

The original sacred skill and natural holy appearance erupted.

The majestic holy figure of nature floated behind Qin Chen, filled with endless brilliance, and connected with nature in all directions.

At the same time, the three true disciples unanimously raised the Maoshan battle flag.

"boom!"

The three-bar Maoshan battle flags are neatly inserted horizontally on their backs, moving and rising with the wind.

Wang Yi, Ye Liuyun and other Maoshan elders were all standing on the top of their respective peaks.

They seem to be separated from each other, but the holy power emanating from them is invisibly connected together, causing the sky and the earth to resonate.

The roar was intense, and the four Maoshan battle flags hummed in the wind.

"Everyone, please go back!"

Qingliu first stretched out his right hand and made a gesture.

Yuan Ning was seated first, Xiao Shangming and others stared at the power of Maoshan condensed in front of them all over the mountains and fields, their eyes were all fixed.

"Qingliu, this is your fault."

Yuan Ning shook his head faintly, raised his hand, and waved forward.

"Boom!"

There were many figures walking out behind him, including the elders of the Sword Saint Palace and the disciples of the Sword Saint Palace.

Among these disciples, a man with a particularly tall and strong body and a black belt was more eye-catching.

"Humph."

There was thunder rolling in his body, looking at the large number of Maoshan disciples in front of him, there was a slight contempt in his expression.

On the spaceship of Xiao's family in Xiangzhou, a plump woman with a peach-blossom face stepped out, her whole body fluctuating quite well.

At the side of the Mingzhou Gu family, there was also a woman accompanying the head of the family, Gu Shiqi.

This woman is wearing a red dress, her complexion is as white as jade, her figure is slender and slender, and her star-like eyes are shining brightly.

"Except for Gu Ping'an, this group of Maoshan disciples are truly unimaginable."

The young man standing beside Abbot Ji Yan crossed his arms. Although he practiced Buddhism, he didn't look like a monk at all.

His eyes scanned the circle of Maoshan disciples, secretly comparing with the new Buddhist and Taoist disciples, the more he watched, the more disdainful he became.

The entire Eighteen Peaks of Maoshan Mountain are shrouded in a magnetic field of rivalry.

"The desire lotus tree must be protected with the best protection. Today's Maoshan simply does not have the ability to protect the spiritual root of a goddess!"

"Qingliu, Lion King, since you don't agree with my proposal, then we have no choice but to use a simpler method."

"Everything is for the sake of all martial arts families, and to protect the spiritual roots of the Goddess!"

Yuan Ning's first seat was full of violent fluctuations, like a huge thunder that would explode at any time.

Since they came together today, they are fully prepared.

"Yuan Ning! You are too aggressive, today's old and new grudges will be settled together!"

The first seat of the lion king couldn't bear it any longer, and at this moment, there was a killing intent in his eyes.

What's going on right now is no longer a simple fight, but a killing.

"What a system!"

With a loud bang, the trees in the eighteen peaks of Maoshan just roared up, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains, but it did not damage the nature at all.

The figure of the Seventh Hall Master suddenly appeared from above a piece of withered yellow leaves, his eyes were filled with anger.

"Now that the crisis is at hand, if you don't work together to fight against the Emperor God Race, you actually started internal strife?"

"Seven Hall Masters!"

At this time, the first seat of Qingliu, the first seat of Yuanning, etc., all became respectful.

Yuan Ning said in the first seat: "Master Seventh, we are naturally aware of the dangers on the front line, but how can we not intervene when it comes to the safety of the Godmother's spiritual roots?"

"Now Maoshan has been lonely for many years. Although there is no danger this time, if Emperor Shenmen comes again, Maoshan may not be able to hold on!"

The Seventh Hall Master's face was gloomy.

But Yuanning Shouzuo did get to the point.

He is in a high position, and he is very aware of how important a godmother spiritual root is.

"I have a proposal."

Seeing that the Seventh Hall Master was not angry, Yuan Ning continued to speak for the first time.

"If Maoshan can prove that it has the ability to protect the Desire Lotus Tree, we will never intervene."

"But if Maoshan doesn't have this ability, then we need to find a more suitable way to protect this desire lotus tree!"

The first seat of the Lion King held back his anger and said, "How do you prove it?"

(End of this chapter)