The Dangerous Cultivator

In the Royal Palace, the lights are brilliant, and the throne is like snow.

Ji Jiu, a long-skinned and obsessed man in Kowloon, did not fall on the throne, but with several other people, surrounded by a large and round red python jade table, each according to one party.

As the emperor Ji Ji, who can sit on an equal footing with him, naturally is not a mortal, and the number of people in the field is indeed not a mortal, but the most powerful man in the world.

From the right hand side of Ji Ji, the first is a middle-aged man with a clear face, a crown-like face, and a star like a star. Looking at it at a glance, it is enough to make people forget that the living person sitting opposite is a **** in the sky. . This man is a man of the zodiac robe, and his temperament is like a deep sea, which is the legend of the Da Yue secret guard, the Emperor Xuanji.

Next to Ji Ji's left hand, there is a person who can't see his face clearly. It is clear that this person has clear features. When the line of sight is focused, there is always a fog. You can see his eyebrows, his eyes, but I can't see the overall features, such as a stubborn stone, quietly resting on the ground, seeming to have been sleeping for thousands of years.

The only Taiji pattern on the left chest of the worn Daopao reveals the origin. It is the Promise of Viewing the Master, the first master of Fuyu in the world, Dao Yan.

In addition to the two faces of Huang Xuanji and Dao Yan, the others are Zhan Tianzi, King Jiang Bai, Zhuge Shennian, and Demon Junchi.

In the form of gathering of people, there is no doubt that an important meeting is to be held, but it has been nearly half an hour since the people gathered, and there has been no word.

"His Majesty."

A voice came, and the newly appointed Chief of the Inner Palace, such as a fluttering red monster, was stepping on a quick and urgent small step, and came closer, "Time is really not enough."

"Okay, go on the 2nd and go through the procedure first, and nothing will disturb you."

Ji Wei impulsively withdrew the Chief of the Red Robe.

Compared with his knots, the rituals of ascending the throne are as light as hair.

Someone in the inner palace and the outer palace understood his mind, and prepared a stand-in intentionally. As a last resort, only the stand-in came out, and this essential procedure was on top.

After dismissing the Chief of the Red Robe, Ji Ji couldn't help it any longer. "It seems that the Lord Suzerain refused to come to the party, Lord Uncle, I don't need to wait any longer."

Huang Xuanji's eyebrows swept lightly, his voice sounded like golden iron, "It's really not necessary to wait any longer, but I'm afraid it's not Fan Mo's unwillingness to come and join, most of them can't come."

"What do you mean, mysterious brother?"

Zhuge Shennian kept banging on the fingers hitting on the round table.

"Brother God is smart."

Huang Xuanji faintly looked.

The monster Junchi snorted coldly, "I had known that this child was not a good kind. I didn't expect it to be a natural evil. If this child had an armor earlier, would there still be a place for me in the world?"

Ji Yue was stunned. "Uncle Grandpa, seniors, how can you not understand what you are talking about? Suddenly, the Suzerain of the Vatican."

Huang Xuanji's eyes finally deflected, and he paused for a while on Ji Ji, Ji Ji stood up, "Impossible, never impossible, this Ji never has this ability, the deputy principal sacrifice, but this thief forced the second transformation of the demon, The deputy priest did not check for a moment, so this thief took advantage of it. Most of the Sutra master's cultivation is that he can go hand in hand with the deputy priest and fight against each other.

After the battle in the imperial court, Ji Xun sat in a sullen day for a few days, but with dismal results, he was totally unacceptable.

Of course, this bleak result does not mean that the war is too great. Even if the whole world loses, Ji Yuan will not be too concerned.

What he couldn't accept was that Xu Yi's powerful strength was beyond the pace he could catch up with. The difference between the two was almost like the judgment of Yunni.

He was the first genius at that time, how could he be overshadowed by the wild people?

At this moment, Huang Xuanji, Zhuge Shennian, and others just had to speculate to prove that Fan Mo was severely poisoned by Xu Yi, which was unacceptable to Ji Yun.

Obviously, in the hearts of the soul-stricken ancestors, the thief's strength and reputation have already qualified to go with them.

He was the first person of Da Yue Qingjun. In the hearts of the soul-stricken ancestors, he clearly lost his qualifications to compare with that thief.

"No victory, no defeat, no perseverance. Fang is the heart of a warrior. Hey, you understand?"

Huang Xuanji's thoughts on Ji Yuan are like watching the fire.

Ji Jiran was afraid to discern again.

"It seems that Brother Xuanji has received the news. In this case, Lao Mu is also fierce and fierce. I really want to know what goodness this son has got, and the evildoers have reached such a level."

Zhan Tianzi jokingly said that there was no intention in his words, his eyes were like electricity, and he was exuberant.

When the practice reaches his point, it is difficult to move forward in the slightest. The ancestors of his fellow souls, and the fighting power, are either half a pound or two or less than him.

Zhan Tianzi is extremely eager to fight against the stronger than his own. Even if he died, he must trace the vitality that can be surpassed.

Obviously, Xu Yi, a vicious and hidden hermit, has been regarded as such by Zhan Tianzi.

Huang Xuanji slightly raised his eyebrows, and suddenly a ball appeared in his palm, and the air was released, wrapped around the ball, and the ball swelled. The picture instantly appeared in the air, but it was a faint ghost. Harsh image.

"Brother Xuanji avenged me, Fansheng ..."

The word "sheng" has not disappeared, the faint shadow disappeared, and the picture is cut off.

"Jiuyou Sanhun rising light curse, this, how is this possible."

Ji Yue blurted out, and stood up in shock.

Jiuyou Sanhun's light-raising curse is a forbidden curse. The reason why it is listed as a forbidden curse is not that the curse is powerful, but that the curse can only be used when the soul ancestors loose their souls. The final crisis was summoned.

In the picture, the faint shadow is not even a scattered soul, it is simply a lingering soul, and even if the forbidden curse is not completed, it disappears.

The ancestors with a sense of dignity and soul fell into such a whim.

No one answered Ji Ji's question, and the scene quickly fell into silence.

No matter how to comment on the strength of the thief, it is not as shocking as the real picture in front of him.

The same ancestral soul ancestors, it has been too long for all sentient beings in this world, so long that these ancestor soul ancestors have forgotten whether they are mortals or forget that they will die.

The terrible tragedy of Fan Mo, the shock brought by it, shakes the soul.

For a long time, King Jiang Bai said, "Looking at the background in that picture, it seems like Futu Mountain."

Everyone remembered that the missing piece of the highest peak of Shan Lan in the picture was the head of the Buddha in Futu Mountain.

"It seems Brother Jiang encountered something unexpected on the way, not good, why not say that the thief is also in the Jingjing, that he must not be on his way."

Zhuge Shen read the words, and the big hands hidden under the table tightened tightly, forcibly controlling the blood, so that the old face did not turn red.

It's too shameful, how can the old ancestors be so daunted.

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