Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 1149 Seven Deaths and Three Lives
"What should I choose?"

"Kang Jinlong?"

"Since my natal star is Tianji and Jumen, should I be the Lord of the South Dipper or the Big Dipper?"

"Nandou Six Stars! The first Tianfu Palace is the Mingxing Lord. The second Xianggong Palace is the Siluxing Lord. The third Tianliang Palace is the Longshouxing Lord. The fourth Tianfu Palace is the Benefit Fortune Star. Jun. The fifth Tianshu Palace is Duer Xingjun. The sixth Tianji Palace is Shangsheng Xingjun, collectively known as Liusi Xingjun."

"The Tianji Star is in the South Dipper, and the Jumen Star is in the Big Dipper. The South Dipper is responsible for life, and the Big Dipper is responsible for death. It's a bit split!"

"Forget it, Ma Ma Lai Lai, it's so troublesome, just be the Ascendent Star Lord! After all, the giant star is an imported product, and you can only succeed if you focus on all the way."

"Tianji star turns Qi into kindness. This is not kindness, but being good at being good at it! You can learn everything quickly, and you can learn everything well."

"Hey, it's no wonder I know everything well, and I can learn things very quickly."

Once the mind is complete, the star power is immediately amplified, and there seems to be a road to the sky ahead.

Chen Xinghe was surprised to find that there was a ring of halo behind his head, which looked really pretty.

After the appearance of this ring of light, one can see what one has learned in the past and the memories of one's possession coming in one after another, connecting and intertwining with each other, exploding countless tiny sparks of inspiration.

Many places that I thought I had figured out suddenly had new directions, and many places that I didn't understand before suddenly became clear.

"Hey! So I'm still so far behind. It's a coincidence that I got the position of Xingjun this time, but it saved me a thousand years of detours. Fortunately."

Chen Xinghe rejoiced in his heart. In his mind, Tianjixing and Jumenxing were supernatural, as if they had built two temples. Although they were far away and hazy, they gave people a sense of sacredness.

"My lord, where are we going now?" Everyone looked at the demons constantly flooding outside the sword formation, feeling a little apprehensive.

"Be careful, the enemy won't let it go." Chen Xinghe led everyone to move with all his strength, and finally saw a figure after fifty breaths.

"We're safe."

"Look, those monks are defending together, and a defensive zone has been initially established."

"Don't get close, they are hostile!"

Everyone suddenly realized that these monks were tricked by Qingtianzong to resist the monsters, so it's no wonder they are in a good mood!One by one, they wished they could catch the disciples of Qingtian Sect and bite them hard.

Hate is infinite!
If it weren't for the gathering of more than 800 monks, those wolves and tigers would have already charged up and slashed.

Someone on the opposite side couldn't help shouting: "You still have the face to come back? Qingtianzong, don't you feel that your conscience is ashamed? It's a good plan to lure us in to resist the evil disaster! Look at how many monks died, my junior sister... junior sister what!"

Obviously, this is the death of the same sect, and the anger in his heart exploded at this moment.

Chen Xinghe sneered, people die for money, birds die for food, since they are here for the baby, they must be prepared to take risks.

As a monk, he still complains about himself and has illusions when he reaches the Nascent Soul stage, so he can only say it too smoothly, and rarely accepts severe beatings.

The world of comprehension is always intriguing, is Qing Tianzong's manipulation too much?

At least Huantian Pavilion was born with real money, which is much better than those sects who cheated you of your underwear and asked you to help count the money.

Yes, much stronger, that's what Chen Xinghe thought.

In his view, no matter how strong or weak one is, one must always be prepared to face life and death in adversity at any time when one comes out to play, so as to remind oneself that no matter what kind of situation one encounters, one will not be caught off guard.

As for those cultivators who want to drop pies from the sky and smash them in front of them with a slap, and want to smash them one after another, I can only give them four words, they deserve to die.

Chen Xinghe knew that the old demons of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect would kill them at any time, and those old demons who really had powerful means hadn't made a move yet, so he wondered if there were any monks of the same level in the Qingtian Sect to fight against them.

The situation will only become more and more dangerous, unless the entrance is opened, leave this ghost place immediately.

"Go!" The sword array moved towards the crowded place.

In the sword formation, everyone was shocked, so they just passed by like this?Will it cause public outrage?After all, what Zongmen did this time was indeed unethical.

Chen Xinghe said loudly: "Get out of the way, we are tired and need to rest!"

"Again, those who stand in the way do so at their own peril."

The voices swept forward, those Nascent Soul cultivators knew that they were invincible in rank, so they didn't dare to jump out indiscriminately.

They didn't dare, but it didn't mean they didn't dare at the stage of transformation.

Because the monks gathered together to fight against the monsters, groups and camps had already been separated.

Hundreds of cultivators at the stage of transforming gods floated into the air with a large black figure, condescending and coldly scolded: "Qingtianzong, are you still putting on the airs of being a wealthy family at this time? Pooh, shameless, despicable, trash, you guys It's just a bunch of black-hearted trash."

Chen Xinghe didn't even look at these monks, he continued to break forward with his sword formation, and tried every means to get to a safe place.

It's not just that these hundred cultivators at the stage of transforming spirits don't like the Qingtian Sword Formation, there are also many forces that don't want to see the cultivators of Qingtianzong.

A group of people flew from the north, and they looked like they were from the same sect in costumes. They started to spray wildly after a long distance: "Chen, you have the guts to come here to do your best, this place belongs to us, it is our hard work!" You are not qualified to come in and rest in the safe area created by the painstaking efforts! Get out, get away from me, I feel uncomfortable just looking at you."

As if Chen Xinghe couldn't hear these words, he led his troops straight forward.

This angered the public, and many monks surrounded the sword formation with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Suddenly, the bell turned into morning glories and descended from the sky. Accompanied by a thin layer of mist, a silver-haired monk came and said sharply: "Do you know how many monks died? No, you don't know." , You sects only have the general trend of the world in their eyes, only the chess board and chess game, how can you care about the life and death of us monks? Tell you, seven deaths and three lives! This is the sin of the Qingtian sect! So many people died, Seven out of ten people came in and died, apart from opening the so-called Huantian Pavilion, you have not even said a word of apology, this kind of behavior is simply outrageous."

Chen Xinghe said loudly: "Leave immediately, the five miles of the sword formation is very dangerous, you must not cross the barrier."

"Hahaha!" The silver-haired monk laughed wildly: "You are scared, aren't you very capable? Who would think that a minority would be so weak when facing the majority."

Hearing what he said, the crowd immediately became excited and shouted: "Go up and let them know how powerful we are."

"I don't believe that the Qingtian Sect can cover the sky with one hand."

Well!One or two excitement is enough, whoever thinks that excitement can be contagious, I don't know who will make the first move, a few inferior and fake talismans exploded, and after a few wisps of sky fire appeared, hundreds of monks made moves at the same time.

Chen Xinghe raised his hand and summoned a flying sword, and saw the Taiji Flywheel formed on the flying sword, but the generation speed was too slow, and it was far behind Tianjie.

He is not in a hurry, he is waiting, seven deaths and three lives are still too much, and when they are close to death, I believe these people will be much more honest than they are now.

(End of this chapter)