Nothing is to blame

Chapter 1183 Omen of Chaos Nine-Star Drunken Dream
Qin Menglin thought for a while, and said, "Perhaps he is not from this world."

Everyone's heart trembled when they heard the words.

Hai Zhenjun took a look around and said: "In short, I am sure that it was not Chen Yang's handwriting. They also fell into this trouble, and they got into this trouble even deeper. It is good news. Chen Yang Zhuzhen, I am afraid that they will have to pay several times more than us. Energy, to deal with this."

Qin Menglin shook his head, and said: "That's not the case. If it really is Chenyang Jianshan's method, it's nothing to worry about. The current situation should be treated with caution."

Everyone present was startled.Only Misty Sect Lu Xuan was shocked.

This is roughly consistent with his judgment.

Qin Menglin didn't explain further, but the true kings thought about it carefully for a while, and probably grasped the context vaguely.

The rise of blameless is a myth that Jiuzong has never seen since ancient times.Except for the few experiences that Gui Wujiu himself walked alone in the world and never shared with others, every step of his path is the object of contemplation and enlightenment in the Nine Sects.

Comparing the aftertaste at this time, everyone really immediately remembered one thing - before and after the three battles between the clear and turbid Xuanxiang, Gui Wugui did a "leisure brush" in the eyes of everyone - wandering in the world of crape myrtle In the depths, the few hidden forces were also dug out.

His second disciple Shi Mo was also found since then.

Looking at Guigui Wugui's actions, it doesn't seem to be necessary to win him over or break him, it's just that he doesn't teach Yishi so that he has to make a choice.

It seems that the so-called "separation of stars and Hans" is not only a trend, but also a necessity.

Ning Zhenjun suddenly said: "Such a sign, after all, has not become a reality. It is just to prevent the incipient development."

The head of Yingfa Zong Yuanying said: "I don't know what kind of scene Ning Daoyou thinks to be considered a climate?"

Zhenjun Ning twisted his beard, and said: "If my prediction is correct, people at the level of 'Thirty-Six Zitu' have fallen into this way, or they may have formed a family that is as important as the hidden sect of the Holy Church, Or the powerful forces of the first-rate monster clan have just destroyed the situation in front of us."

Xue Jianchi's eyes lit up, and he said, "It makes sense."

All of you are thinking about it.

Now, among the characters in the thirty-six sub-pictures, eighteen people from the Nine Sects, no matter whether they are enemies or friends, have all entered the Xuanhun Liulitian, or have broken through the realm through means similar to "Zhenqi Xuanjing", and completed the most important points on the road. important step.Even if you want to have an accident, there is no chance.

As for the [-] people from the local family, the characters in our alliance are obviously very reliable, and they are deeply involved with Gui Wugui either explicitly or secretly, whether they are relatives or friends.There is no need to mention Qin Menglin, Huang Xiyin and others in front of me, even Xun Shen, Kong Xuan, Lu Chengwen and others need not have any doubts.

On the contrary, in the opposing camps, the cobbled-up forces of Holy Cult, Demon Dao, Monster Race, etc. are relatively loose, seemingly in harmony with each other.

If there is a problem, it is more likely to be on the opposite side.

In this way, even if today's vision is a crisis, it may not be an opportunity if it is handled properly-because it means the division and disintegration of the enemy forces.

Xue Jianchi said: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qin."

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On an extremely vast sandy beach, on the edge of the coast, the scorching sun is in the sky.

There is a man wearing a bamboo hat and coarse linen clothes, sitting alone on the reef, holding a pole in his hand, as if he is fishing.

But looking carefully, what he is holding in his hand is just a bamboo pole, and there is no silk thread on the pole head.However, the bamboo pole bends from time to time, presenting a slight arc, and it trembles uncontrollably—as if there is really a big fish eating the bait, pulling the silk thread.

That person's face, hidden under the bamboo hat, is not very clear.

After dozens of breaths, six or seven black spots inexplicably appeared in the distant sky. At first glance, they seemed to be flying birds running around; but as the black shadow became bigger and bigger, it was discovered that six or seven people were fighting each other.

These six or seven people are more than eight feet tall, and their appearance is very strange.

Three of them had a light golden complexion, and the entire top of their heads and faces had layers of deep wrinkles, even the bald tops of their heads were no exception.As for the other four, their clothes were blue in color, and each had two sarcoma-like protrusions on their foreheads.At a glance, one can tell that it is not a human being, but a first-class demon race in form.

When the two groups of people are fighting, one after another, like a solid air machine, overflows, sometimes forming a bundle, sometimes forming a curtain, throwing thorns on the water, surging a wave of hundreds of feet; hitting the rock, the boulder will be cracked.

With such a weather, he already has the cultivation base of the second and third stages of Jindan.

The man in the bamboo hat didn't care about it, and he didn't even mention fishing.

At the end of the fight, although the number of the three golden-faced monsters was one less, but because the three of them were all at the Golden Core third-level realm, they had the upper hand.

But I saw that the two of them formed a cooperation one in front and one behind, punching out several times, with both scale and power, as well as the mystery of breaking the attack.One of the blue-faced monsters couldn't resist, and a bright yellow armband on his right arm shattered immediately.

Then I saw some bottles, jars, spirit stones and sundries falling into the sea in a rustle.

But there is another dark object that does not fall, but shoots out with a very fast speed.

Looking at the direction he was going, it happened to be the fisherman.

The man suddenly raised his head, stretched out his hand to grab it, and held the object in his hand.

The yellow-faced demon cultivator was stunned, and immediately shouted: "Return the Nine Star Drunken Dream Stone..."

But the second half of his threatening words were choked in his mouth, unable to utter, he stammered: "It's...it's nothing to blame..."

The four green-faced monsters also wanted to go forward to snatch the script together. When they heard these three words, they were shocked and stopped abruptly.

It turned out that when the fisherman raised his head slightly, the bamboo hat he was wearing fell down very naturally, revealing his face. It wasn't the blameless person who moved the world of Ziwei, but who?
The thinner one among the yellow-faced demon cultivators clapped his hands and said hesitantly: "What is blameless... Now blameless is in the secret realm unique to the nine sects. It cannot be born for hundreds of years."

The other six people, regardless of whether they were friends or foes, all showed dazed and ashamed expressions.

Unexpectedly, before he finished his sentence, the appearance of the fisherman suddenly changed again, from Gui Wugui to lonely and ethereal, divided between false and real, with a simple and honest air, exactly Xuanyuan Huai's appearance.

The demon cultivator who shattered the storage magic weapon joked: "I'm not even afraid of returning to nothing, so why would I be afraid of Xuanyuanhuai? If you become a demon king or Tianxuan Shangzhen, I might still Afraid of you three points."

The face of "Xuanyuan Huai" only existed for about five or six breaths, and it turned into Yu Gucheng, followed by Li Yunlong...Qin Menglin...Yu Ion...finally turned into a young and quiet face, equally extraordinary, deep and dense .

A green-faced demon cultivator asked, "Who is this?"

The leader of the yellow-faced demon cultivator immediately sneered, and said, "Is the Cuxi clan so knowledgeable? Although this person is not on the famous 'Thirty-Six Sons' list, his real strength is also at the top— — Martial Arts Xi Lerong."

Then he quickly added: "Of course, I'm talking about the person's evolved appearance. Not him."

The blue-faced demon Xiu Xiu, who had broken the magic weapon, wanted to refute, but a companion behind him suddenly stepped forward and whispered something in front of him.

Hearing this, the person rolled his eyes.

Immediately, he took two steps forward, cupped his hands and said, "This fellow Taoist, can you return my Nine-Star Drunken Dream Stone? I am very grateful. If you need it, I can give you a bottle of the unique elixir of our Rhinoceros Clan." Three liters of Siping pills."

The three yellow-faced demon cultivators were amazed for a while, but they didn't know that this guy suddenly became so polite.

Among the four demon cultivators of the rhinoceros-promoting clan, one of them had a very agile mind.

Because when the seven of them fought together, they only regarded the fisherman as a mortal with no cultivation.But now this person's face has changed, and it is clear that he knows a lot about everything in the world of cultivation.

As a result, he has no ability to fluctuate at all, which can only show that his cultivation base is beyond the eyesight of these people.

The fisherman whose appearance appeared as "Xi Lerong" said leisurely: "If the information I know is correct, the Yellow Weasel Clan and the Cuxi Clan are allies of the Holy Cult. Although the strength of your two clans is not in the top [-] It is not high-quality, but it can barely be regarded as the third-class among the monster clans of the heavens."

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate to go to war for such an object."

The green-faced demon cultivator only claims to be right.

He made up his mind to treat the person in front of him as a "superior person" and not to offend him easily.As long as the treasure is returned, everything is easy to talk about.

The fisherman lifted his palm, clearly intending to hand back the "Nine-Star Drunken Dream Stone" of Na Lao Shizi.

The three yellow-faced demon cultivators were in a hurry when they saw this.

I just hesitated in my heart, not knowing whether to make a move to snatch it.

But the fisherman's palm suddenly froze, and he said with a smile, "I've changed my mind. I've accepted your 'treasure'. But for the sake of your politeness, let me save you from suffering."

The seven monster cultivators of the second clan were startled when they heard the words.

But before they could react, they immediately found that their bodies had froze.

The fisherman didn't boost his mana at all, nor did he make a move.It's just that the surrounding air suddenly compressed, binding them firmly in place.Then the qi machine squeezed, the blood of the seven people surged, their eyes went dark, they all passed out and floated on the sea.

The fisherman's body suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already hundreds of miles away.

The last face he showed was his real identity - Xi Lerong.

Xi Lerong is away alone and has been traveling for a long time.

At this moment, Xi Lerong held the dark object in his palm, watched and played with it carefully under the sunlight.

The so-called "Nine Star Drunken Dream Stone", in fact, this thing is inferred to be primitive, it is just amber - it is just a special kind of amber, nine kinds of star insects, gathered into one, and after tens of thousands of years of sealing, they fuse with each other. This kind of wonderful effect is of great benefit to the practice of several monster clans.

But judging from Xi Lerong's height, the level of this thing is still not high-level.Any treasure hidden in the storage ring on his body is a thousand times and a hundred times that of this "Nine Star Drunken Dream Stone".

However, when he was about to return the object, he suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, feeling that he seemed to have overlooked something.

So I changed my mind and kept it.

(End of this chapter)