Alien replication system

Chapter 242
The Emperor Dao Jiuding, within a few hours after its birth, has already attracted a large number of martial arts into it, not only the big and small forces on the Xuanyuan Continent, but also those old monsters hidden in the dark who are not born out of the world, including Daqian Dynasty The secular forces, including the Yan Dynasty, also came towards Yuanxiaoling one after another.

With a bald and fat head, he held a wine gourd in one hand, and a chicken leg in the other. After a few mouthfuls of meat, he would gulp down a gulp. It was the crazy monk. He touched his greasy lips in great satisfaction. He tugged at the wicked Taoist priest at the side and motioned him to look over.

"Look, the students from Xiaohe Temple are also here. Counting those from Taiyuan, Beihua, and Jinglun College, all the proud students of those old things have come."

The wicked Taoist priest was too lazy to look up, and said dismissively, "Why, from the School of Economics, why don't you recognize a disciple or grandson or something? Maybe there is your nephew in there according to seniority." The tone was downbeat It's all teasing.

"Unlucky!" The crazy monk waved his sleeves impatiently, and suddenly said without thinking, "Since these people are not afraid of tigers as newborn calves, I'm afraid they will suffer a lot...these people who know the six clans of Shenyi The thorns are all inside, and if you let them go, those old guys are not afraid that their favorite students will be directly slaughtered by some hot guy?"

The wicked Taoist priest counted with his fingers, "It's okay, young people, you have to suffer a little bit, and worry about being eaten with salty radishes. The world of Jiuding is too small. We waited here for three hours. How much time has passed, these people came first, and they were left behind by the first batch of people, so the possibility of encountering them is very small."

The crazy monk nodded, "That's true, Lord Buddha, I don't want to spend ten days and a half months fighting a group of lunatics for a few pieces of broken copper and iron. The things in Emperor Yu's tomb are the treasures, okay?"

"But this Jiuding is really miraculous. Back then, your old man could barely create the universe in his body at most, right? Emperor Yu is really a powerful person who has lived for thousands of years. The secret realm of Kyushu is fine, and he can reverse time and space. I remember In the third volume of the Emperor's Daojing, what is recorded in the Great Wilderness, one day can be the enemy's achievement for three years, I don't know how much will be left after 9000 years..."

The wicked Taoist priest also expressed emotion, "Things are right and people are wrong... Now it seems that one day outside is only three months inside... "The Chronicle of the Wilderness", if you can read the second half of the volume, it will be a waste of time. You might be able to... eh, no!"

Suddenly, the wicked Taoist priest's eyes lit up, he jumped up like a monkey, and grabbed the crazy monk by the collar, almost spraying his saliva on his chubby head, "Crazy monk, didn't you say you didn't see it?" Have you ever read the Emperor’s Taoism? Dahuangzhi! Pindao got half of the volume, where did you know! Also, you said that you can defeat the enemy for three years in one day, why didn’t Pindao know? Did you read the second half of the volume? ?Say!"

The crazy monk was taken aback by this surprise, felt a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly slapped his eyes with a smile on his face, "Hey, don't worry, don't worry, look, the peacock feather is given to you, and the ancient road compass is as well." I’ve given it to you, but now you’ve come up with a Zhoutian formation, isn’t it…hehe, call Buddha for more affordable things, for example, the map in the emperor’s tomb or something…hehe"

His eyes that are almost narrowed into a slit, matched with that expression, how wretched and wretched it is...

While all forces, including the wicked Taoist priest and crazy monk, were waiting anxiously outside the imperial nine tripods, a group of people who had just entered one of the nine tripods——Yangzhou tripod was obviously in trouble.

Shangguan Yingxu originally thought that after entering Taiyuan Academy, his talent for swordsmanship would really play a role. Shangguan's family all came from Jinglun Academy, but whether it was Shangguan Yingxu or his father Shangguan Qiu, they were very familiar with the art of swordsmanship. Never interested, on the contrary, the talent in kendo can be said to be rare.

His father, Shangguan Qiu's swordsmanship, emphasizes great skill without workmanship, and the epee has no edge, and his Shangguan Yingxu has integrated the meaning of the sword without form and form, and combined with his "Wuxu" sword, it can be said that Like a tiger with wings added.

There is a vision in Yuan Xiaoling, which may be the birth of a strange treasure, and according to senior seniors in Taiyuan College, it is something that came out thousands of years ago. Other academies will also exclude people to go, and Taiyuan Academy, as one of the most outstanding martial arts academies, will naturally not be willing to be left behind.

It was fate to meet thousands of miles away. In the battle of Bailong City, Shangguan Yingxu lost to Chu Feng, but correspondingly, he did not know each other with Liang Sheng from Xiaohe Temple and a few others. Strength also made these proud young people want to make friends.

Except for Mo Wudao, the genius Daoist from the School of Economics and Economics, who was nowhere to be seen, the group of people who came to Yuanxiao Ridge after Chu Feng and others were the group of people who took advantage of the geography.

Beside him at the moment, apart from the Liang students from Xiaohe Temple, there are also several other students from Taiyuan College. Among them, there are freshmen with the same swordsmanship as him, as well as old students from Taiyuan College, and Shangguan from Jinglun College. Qiu's son's name made him valued as soon as he entered Taiyuan.

In one hand was a rusty iron sword, which was "Wuxu". At this time, the sword was pointing at three youths exuding a strong evil spirit.

If Chu Feng and Youhun were present at this time, they would definitely recognize that these are... a few of the nine sons of the six clans of Shenyi.

Mr. Lie, Chanyeol!

Mr. Ming, Heiyan!

Young Master Blood, Lang Cries Blood!

The Six Divine Clans, because of their skills, have always been labeled the same as evil cultivators, but they are fundamentally different from those evil cultivators, but the world is ignorant, this special ethnic group has always been known as a decent school Among them, the orthodox major martial arts academies in Xuanyuan Continent are the leaders.

And with secular powers such as the Dagan Dynasty taking the lead, Jiwu Academy, Taiyuan Academy and other martial arts academies also have an excuse to suppress the six Shenyi clans.

No matter what kind of forces, there are always unclear disputes in terms of interests, and this happens to be the reason why the Six Shenyi Clans are isolated.

As the younger generation of the Six Gods, Chanyeol and the others naturally would never be polite to the people in these academies.Now, by coincidence, when I met a few boys from the martial arts academy, it was naturally a narrow road to Enemy.

"Hehe, Wuxu swordsmanship, you have some knowledge of your old man." If it is said that Mr. Lie has the hottest temper, then Mr. Xue Langqixue is even more vicious!

(End of this chapter)