Chapter 929 In Fact, the Old Man Is the 0 World

Chapter 930 In fact, the old man is a thousand worlds (3 more)

Mo Xinglu and Xuan Chengzi have long coveted the Fate Beast. Before that, the research and investigation of the beasts of fate were all controlled by Tianwu Academy, that is, Yu Chenshu. When Yu Chenshu dies, all sects in the world will have the opportunity to obtain the beast of fate. How did they know that the Fate Beast had long been monopolized by Hei Lian.

"Old gentleman, you have also seen that thousands of cultivators from the three sects went up and down, and it took a long time to beat these three beasts with bruises. Heart, isn't this...isn't it a joke?" said Xuan Chengzi, Taoist Chongxu.

They are all old men who have lived for a long time, and can watch the battle on the top of Donglin Mountain for a long time without making a sound. How can they be ordinary people.

Asked Tianzong Zeng Yan spent a lot of money in the battle and looked a little embarrassed. He didn’t want to set up enemies out of thin air, so he said:

"...My disciple used his own life to attract the rhinoceros beast, the mountain plaster beast... We asked Tianzong to lose dozens of practitioners. For this price alone, the fate beast can't let it go."

Luzhou Fushou nodded:

"The old man is not an unreasonable person. The Fate Beast was not attracted by your disciple, but by the disciple of the old man."

Mo Xinglu, Xuan Chengzi and Zeng Yan looked at each other.

This is somewhat incomprehensible.

Mo Xinglu smiled and said, "Sir, you can't prove that it was your disciple who brought it? It's not impossible for one person to attract three heads."

Xuan Chengzi agreed:

"Fate-type beasts all have territorial awareness. Strictly speaking, once a fate-type beast appears, other fate-type beasts will not fight... But there are exceptions to everything. There are also fate-type beasts in history. This mountain ointment beast. As soon as they come out, there are two, and they do not exclude each other's territorial awareness. Since the old gentleman is reasonable, what I said is reasonable, right?"

Lu Zhou looked at Xuan Chengzi and said:

"There's some truth to it, but these three fate-shaped beasts may also be attracted by this old man's disciples."

"This……"

Xuan Chengzi was at a loss for words.

Ask Tianzong Zeng Yan paid a very high price, how can he be reconciled, so he said: "Then ask the disciples of the old gentleman to come out to see him, and he can't just say nothing?"

"You mean to say,

The old man lied? "Lu Zhou glanced at Zeng Yan, his eyes swept to the three crumbling Fate Beasts.

Under the constant output of thousands of Yuanshen masters, the collision power and combat power have dropped significantly compared to before.

The ground was in a mess, the trees fell to the ground, and the western sky of the Donglin Mountains was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Mo Xinglu saw that Lu Zhou was going to get angry and said:

"The old gentleman doesn't seem like a liar, he's just being reasonable. What we said is reasonable. According to the old gentleman, how can we tell who attracted the beasts of fate?"

boom.

bang bang bang bang bang...

A series of sword gangs finally chopped off the three beasts and fell to the ground with a bang.

The three major sects surrounded them one after another, and dug out the heart of the fate-type beast.

One of Kunlun's authentic, one of Chongxuguan, and one of Wentianzong, just three "splitting" finished.

The injured disciples rested in place and treated their injuries.

The rest flew up in the air, and the battle was quite large.

When Mo Xinglu saw that the Heart of Fate was in hand, he said, "Old gentleman, do you know the Tianlun Mountains?"

"Heavenly Wheel Mountains?" Lu Zhou wondered, wondering why she mentioned this place.

"After the battle of Tianlun Canyon, Yu Chenshu was killed by the strong Shiye. Later, a thousand worlds appeared in Kyoto. Daoist Chongxu and I were fortunate enough to meet that strong man... The old gentleman can go to Tianlun Canyon. Try your luck." Mo Xinglu said with a smile.

This sentence has two meanings:

One, the heart of destiny will not let;

Second, they know Qianjie boss, you can figure it out;

have no choice.

If you say that, you can only show your identity. As a boss of the Thousand Realms, there is no need to lie, and he has always convinced people with reason.

"That's it."

Lu Zhou nodded his head, "Actually, this old man is..."

hum ——

A beam of light pierced the sky from a distance.

Thousands of cultivators were startled and looked at the sound.

From the northernmost end of the Donglin Mountains, a black-colored Thousand Worlds whirling up to thirty-five feet high swept in from a low altitude.

The unique astrolabe of Thousand Realms Whirling, and the ray of light that spurted out, was like a thunderbolt, causing all the practitioners present to be stunned in place.

"Thousands of worlds whirling!" Mo Xinglu, Zeng Yan, and Xuan Chengzi exclaimed.

"Walk!"

"That's too late!"

After the Heavenly Wheel Mountain Range's Five Life Grids were born, the Red Lotus Cultivation World was in a state of panic for quite a long time. After a long period of silence, the cultivation world gradually forgot about Hei Lian.

Black Lotus reappears.

How are they not surprised?

The speed of Qianjie whirling was so fast that the three of them couldn't even think of escaping.

And there was more than one person... After a few breaths, the thousand worlds whirled away, and six cultivators dressed in black armor and armed with halberds swooped in from the sky.

Maybe it was an illusion, or maybe it was the worry and fear of the strong in their hearts, which made them feel that the flight of these six people seemed to shrink into an inch, and it was a distance in the blink of an eye, like an illusion.

Lu Zhou also looked at the six people, taking into account the height of the Dharma body just now.

This should be the black guard who hasn't shown up for a long time.

Heiwuwei was in a team of three, and six people arrived, which was two teams.

...

The power of destiny is just a small operation of their muscles, designed to warn all practitioners present not to act rashly.

The effect is also good.

Thousands of practitioners, no one dared to move.

Even breathing became cautious, for fear of angering this sudden black lotus visitor.

Frankly speaking, practitioners who have reached Jiuye or Shiye have an illusion - they always feel that someone is controlling everything behind their backs, making them unable to move forward. Over the years, there have always been adventurers who are not afraid of death trying to find the secrets, such as Luo Xuan of Tianwu Academy; some people are trying to find the beasts of fate, such as Yu Chenshu; some people are willing to be the lackeys of Hei Lian, such as Xia Housheng.

The six Heiwuwei were identical in height, fat and thinness, weapons, and armor.

One fight three, Luzhou still has the strength to fight.

One dozen six, a bit difficult.

Otherwise, go back?

Besides, these three major sects are still present... Unless, a Peak State card is drawn.

Mo Xinglu, Xuan Chengzi instinctively stepped back a few meters...

An unspeakable sense of depression swept the entire Donglin Mountains.

The six black guards were suspended in front of thousands of people, with their backs to the setting sun.

I don't know how long it took.

Hei Wuwei, who was among the three on the left, said in an extremely dull and serious voice, "Hand over the heart of fate."

Asking Tianzong practitioners dare not speak, but it is somewhat unwilling to let them spend such a huge price to obtain the heart of fate.

The question is, is there a choice?

"I'll say it again, hand over the heart of fate." The voice of the Heiwuwei was lowered by an octave, so low that it was chilling.

Zeng Yan was dissatisfied.

But what if you don't agree?

"Give it to him." Zeng Yan gritted his teeth and gave the order.

A cultivator of the Tianzong asked, holding up the heart of destiny, and flew upwards.

"Very good." Hei Wuwei was very satisfied with Wen Tianzong's performance.

Mo Xinglu and Xuan Chengzi had to wave along.

The cultivators of Kunlun Zhengzong and Chongxuguan flew up, each dragging the heart of fate.

"Very good." The Heiwuwei nodded slightly and repeated these two words.

Plans can't keep up with changes.

Luzhou didn't expect things to develop to this point.

As a thousand-world whirling with the four fates, how can you watch the hearts of the fates be forcibly robbed?

"and many more."

Lu Zhou flew forward a few meters, "The heart of Shanpao's destiny belongs to this old man, I'm afraid I can't give it to you."

Xuan Chengzi, Mo Xinglu, Zeng Yan: "..."

Is this old man thinking crazy about his fate?

It's enough to fight with them, fight with the big brother of the Thousand Realms... Do you think your life is too long?