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Zhang Ziqi can understand the mood of his subordinates, he feels the same feelings, his heart is the same, not at all as calm as it seems…

“Purpose?”

The star thieves said subconsciously.

They knocked themselves the head.

“Isn’t our purpose to find chance?”

“Joining the Southern Saint Sect is a chance and the only choice.”

Zhang Ziqi said lightly.

“Because, this is Nan Sheng’s idea, whether you want to or not, if you want to come here, none of them want to run.

This is the power of a saint. ”

Yes, their purpose has already reached “nine-six seven”

Joining the Southern Saint Sect was already their greatest opportunity.

Moreover, there is no difficulty in this opportunity, which is equivalent to taking the initiative to find them.

As for the price to pay, he didn’t want to, and he didn’t dare to think about it.

As a star thief who has traversed the starry sky for 100,000 years, optimism is a basic skill that must be used, because they are either fighting and killing people every day, or they are on the way to fight and kill.

If you are not optimistic and worry that one day you will die outside, you will not be able to do it for long.

There is no psychiatrist in this world, and if he has any mental illness, he will go crazy and be physically disabled.

If it is serious, it can even lead to death!

“It’s good to be a sect disciple, at least I don’t have to risk my life to rob others anymore, even if I have this special talent, but come out to mix, one day the boat will capsize.”

Zhang Ziqi has been looking for reasons for himself in his heart to comfort himself.

“Got it, Grand Commander.”

When the star thieves saw Zhang Ziqi’s serious appearance, they also extinguished other thoughts in their hearts, and decided to follow Zhang Ziqi honestly and become a disciple of the Southern Saint Sect with peace of mind.

In particular, when they knew that the Southern Saint who captured him was actually stronger than the Blood Ancestor, they automatically eliminated all the similar words such as resistance, disobedience, and so on in their minds

“Star thief, let’s be a thief in the next life…”

Zhang Ziqi and these thousands of juniors who had just joined the Southern Saint Sect honestly sat down cross-kneeled, looking at the senior brothers who fell into an epiphany in the distance in a daze…

At this time, Ye Nan’s mind had completely released the void and other planets.

For Zhang Ziqi and these people, Ye Nan was not worried about running around at all, which he decided when he saw Zhang Ziqi and the speed of their escape.

This is a group of very stable star thieves.

“It’s almost here, it’s time to close the net.”

Ye Nan muttered. His heart moved, and the spiritual power of up to 100 million saints in his mind moved, instantly wrapping all the cultivators in the Blood Demon Star Domain.

At this moment, under the powerful cultivation imagined by all the cultivators in Ye Nanchao’s Blood Dao Great World, all cultivators, no matter how high their cultivation was, made no difference under Ye Nan’s mighty power.

Without them realizing it at all, they were all entangled in Ye Nan’s spiritual power…

In the Blood Demon Star Domain, in the endless starry sky, densely packed cultivators were rushing towards the Blood Demon Star that emitted golden light at full speed.

They didn’t know what happened to the notorious Zhang Ziqi and his group of star thieves at the border of the Blood Demon Star Domain.

However, even if someone told them about this, these cultivators who were completely dominated by desire at this moment would not necessarily retreat.

Because, no matter how strong the rumors are, when you don’t really face it, you can’t experience that sense of despair.

“Blood Ancestor, why don’t we show up directly, but instead secretly hide our dare?”

In the void of the universe, a middle-aged cultivator wearing a blood-colored robe with several scars on his face and a young cultivator hiding their breath moved towards the Blood Demon Star at great speed…

Behind the middle-aged cultivator, the young cultivator looked puzzled at the middle-aged cultivator, his consciousness fluctuated, and he asked in his mind.

He had too many doubts, in his eyes, the Blood Ancestor was the god standing at the top of the world, and in the entire Blood Dao Great World, no one dared to disobey the Blood Ancestor’s orders.

As long as the blood ancestor wants something, no matter how big the opportunity is, no one dares to compete for it, but will willingly give it.

This is the prestige or notoriety accumulated by the Blood Ancestor Power Suppressing the Great World of the Blood Dao for countless years!

Because, in the abnormal cultivation world of the Blood Dao Great World, only killing, only cruel and ruthless people can be feared and feared.

“Here, there is a chance for me to become holy, but at the same time, it is also my life and death.”

Blood Ancestor’s eyes were indifferent, and he said lightly.

It has been unknown how many years since he cultivated from a mortal to the present 1.1, and he has long lost his humanity, no feelings, only the pursuit of the holy path.

Therefore, even if he felt a fatal crisis after coming here, he had no intention of retreating.

Others thought that he had nothing to fear in this world, that he was invincible.

But only he himself knew that among the heavens and realms, there were not many cultivators like him, and even, there were many, many people who were stronger than him.

For example, the realm of the holy path that had trapped him for countless years, and he had been pursuing.

In a certain big world, he had seen such a strong man with his own eyes…_

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