Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen The Final Battle

“I won’t talk about this today. If I see each other, it will be fate. I hope that one hundred years later, I will be able to do it again. Gather together.” Lin Lu toasted.

“Senior Brother Lin said that the monk, lonely all the way, for dozens of hundreds of years, suddenly looking back, it is the blue sea turned into mulberry fields, and the beauty is dying.” Someone sighed. Tao.

“Today, I can’t wait for regrets.” Someone toasted.

Everyone did not deliberately suppress the power of wine, and the depressive atmosphere for so long really needs to be relieved.

In the intersecting time, everyone was embracing the mood of the final battle. The pressure was released in the glass. After drinking three rounds, dísciple talked about each other.

Xu Liangchen sat aside decadently, without saying a word, drinking sullen wine alone.

Lin Lu walked to him with the wine flask, looked towards the dark sky with Xu Liangchen, and said: “I know your mood at the moment, as I did three years ago.”

“I hate and hate myself for being incompetent. I let the Master face a powerful enemy alone. I can only watch from the sidelines, and I can’t even get in.”

Speaking, Lin Lu smiled relievedly. “Our Master wants to see the discipline grow, rather than staying in place and being sad, decadent and mediocre.” After finishing speaking, Lin Lu raised his head and took a sip of wine, and then bottled the wine. Pass it to Xu Liangchen.

“Unexpectedly, Brother Lin also had this experience.” Xu Liangchen took over the bottle gourd, startled and muttered.

“I only remember that day when the Master was besieged by various sects Golden Core cultivator, but I could only be in the city…the kind of powerlessness…”

Lin Lu He did not continue to talk about the experience of returning to the court under the coffin. That memory has been buried deep in my heart. The indifference of Chu State government and opposition is much colder than the arrow Jin Ge he faced in the border city.

“I understand.” Xu Liangchen raised his head and took a swig of wine.

His sword box trembled lightly behind him, and silently, his cultivation base and breakthrough reached the late integration stage, and the tide-like aura converged.

“Many thanks Brother Lin for a point.” Xu Liangchen’s eyes regained brilliance.

“It’s just for talking. I want to find someone to tell you these words.” Lin Lu indifferently smiled.

“The masters of the eight mountains are worthy of admiration.”

“en.” Xu Liangchen responded.

There is no sleep for a night, the sun shines down on the earth, the morning glow is like flames, reflecting the sky, the entire mountain range, with a sense of vastness.

“All Junior Brothers, a month ago, I humiliated my master’s life and failed to protect the gates of Taihe Mountain, so that the Lord of the Eight Mountains passed away for a long time and was not worthy of the name of Taihe Eldest Senior Brother.” Hua Yingqing one-knee kneels, with awe-inspiring expression.

“I am sorry Taihe, I am sorry Yashan, after this battle, I voluntarily abolished the name Taihe Eldest Senior Brother, and face the wall for hundreds of years.”

“Eldest Senior Brother, No!”

“Eldest Senior Brother, don’t do this!”

“It’s no fault of you.”

“Blame it, just blame me for slack in practice. So much so that at the critical moment of Taihe survival and death, I feel powerless!”

Everyone swept on their knees.

Xu Liangchen’s eyes are scarlet, and roar said: “I will kill first to destroy the conspiracy of the Demon Cult.”

“Yes!”

” Kill!”

“I am too harmonious, how can I lose my reputation!”

The bloody nature of Taihe dísciple was aroused.

Being beaten like a stray dog ​​by the Demon Cult, I finally had to escape with the help of a large formation, and the mountain gate could not take care of it. This is an extraordinary shame and humiliation and needs to be washed with blood.

“I am ashamed.” Hua Yingqing said reproachfully.

“Eldest Senior Brother, don’t say any more, please lead the dísciple and kill them together, so that the name of Taihe will ring through the Great Tang again!”

The dísciple loudly said.

“At this time, I will talk later.” Hua Yingqing got up and said: “Every dísciple, it’s time to go out.”

“Follow the order of Eldest Senior Brother!”

Hua Yingqing was nodded, and saw him take out the token, the quaint Transmission Formation glowed, piercing through the clouds.

Every dísciple stepped on it.

In a flash of brilliance, everyone reappeared on the dilapidated Taihe Mountain.

Looking at the reunion after a long time, everyone looked at the misty Immortal Sect of the old Immortal Qi. Everywhere was turned into ruined walls. Before it was too late to be sad, their eyes were blood red.

“The final battle, go to the altar of the demon!”

Great Tang, rising winds, scudding clouds, I saw the sky is dark, headed by the ether and the returning dísciple, Wen Quan Jian, Wanxiang Sect, Linyang Pavilion, Fu Xuezong, the disciplines guarded by sect, all gathered to the general altar of the magic sect.

Although they know that these collective strengths are weak, it may be of no avail.

However, the final battle is for no regrets.

Magic sect is not a local power of Great Tang. It is necessary to discuss its origin. The sect is from the Southern Territory, and it is unimaginable.

Now that the Demon Cult is so terrible in strength, it must have regained the support of the Southern Territory Benzong, coupled with the assistance of the Southern Territory’s ancient aristocratic family, even if the little bit has sent some people at will, it’s not Great Tang. sect can contend with it.

The water involved here is very deep.

From the god of the ancient aristocratic family in the Southern Territory, Great Tang and even the southeast of the entire Southern Territory are cursed and unknown places.

Now they have re-entered and demanded its unification. Great Tang is only the 1st Step. Maybe, the Ten Kingdoms and surrounding forces will follow.

It’s just that the secrets that Great Influence thinks and knows are hard to guess.

The rise and fall of these Small Sects is just a casual matter.

You can flood the ant colony, the ants still resist it, and you can grow up and practice in the cultivator of sect.

The sect protecting background of each sect is exhausted.

Beyond the general altar of the magic sect, the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains stretches continuously.

The several Sect alliance has been trapped for more than two months.

The legendary lion of Daxiangguo Temple was also dispatched. An old monk was sitting on the wall with a pottery bowl in his hand. The gray monk’s robe was broken, like a dead body, with no vitality in sight. .

But that coercion enveloped a few miles around.

The mortals below do not consciously pray sincerely.

At this time, there are a few divine rainbows across the sky, and a few powerful auras make the void chaotic.

The sword light stretches across eight hundred miles, and the demonic energy stretches across nineteen cities.

“I’m from the Southern Territory and take charge of Great Tang’s unification!”

The voice is so loud that even the capital of Great Tang can be heard clearly.

“The emperor, this situation…”

His Royal Highness’s civil and military officials panic.

“Wait quietly.”

“Fifth Prince Li Jian, has gone with Taihe to the Demon Sect General Altar.”

“Let him go. “Great Tang Emperor Slowly said: “What’s the situation in Daxiangguo Temple?”

“Presided over the exit and rode a god lion to the general altar of the magic sect.”

“Let’s just take it easy.” The Great Tang lord said: “Their purpose is not Great Tang, but Li Jiang.”

“Order, Great Tang will close the city for ten days, and it is strictly forbidden to enter and leave!” The Emperor Great Tang said.

I saw his dragon robe flick, the entire imperial capital vibrated, and the golden Dragon Qi on the ground rose, and the place was blocked.

……

Besides the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains of the General Altar of the Demon Cult, the five powerful auras are on each side, and they all come from the unimaginable Major Sect of the Southern Territory.

“Unexpectedly, the magic sect and daoist sect have been laid out for two thousand years, and they have branched into this Cursed Land.”

A person shrouded in golden light, qi and blood Condensed behind him as a god ring, and the void behind him is shattered and reconstructed.

If you perceive it carefully, you will know that this person comes from the ancient aristocratic family in the Southern Territory and is inextricably linked to the Great Tang ruins.

“You surnamed Sun ancient aristocratic family heard that the son of God came a few months ago, somehow, did you bring back the relics of your ancestors?” The silhouette slowly said in the azure fairy light.

blood energy Ruhai’s ancient aristocratic family powerhouse is silent, but he can feel that his face is not good-looking.


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