Chapter 800

"Why? It's so different from what I expected. I'm not willing, I'm not willing! "

Looking at the former companions, comrades in arms, and master, they are all murderous, or stare at themselves coldly. They have unspeakable resentment in their hearts.

That kind of resentment, is the hatred to the heaven!

If it is not without heaven, secretly save fenghualv, then all this will not happen, he will not fall into a desperate situation.

"It's better to think about what causes you to become the land you are today than to blame others." The North Xuan saint's cold mouth.

After hearing the words, the hatred of Wu Tian in his heart did not decrease by half. On the contrary, it soared like a volcano. Finally, he could not help looking up at the sky and roaring: "I hate it! No day, I will not let you go as a ghost

Seeing that there was no shadow of the sword at the moment, he did not know how to repent. He also blamed the elder martial brother on him. The sage of Shangxuan was furious. Although he was usually kind, he was a man with a real temper.

"Sonorous!"

With a big wave of his hand, the power of fire was so strong that the holy soldier Fang Tian painted halberd suspended in the air was all recovered in a flash. The terrifying power shook all directions, and the land of 100000 instantly turned into nothingness!

"Today, even if you die, you will be held up as a cushion!"

The sword has no shadow and looks like madness. The life function in the body burns wildly. The five robbers holy soldier belonging to him bursts out the divine light and flies into the air, plundering the Four Saints away!

"No, he's going to blow himself up, no, he's going to blow himself up!" The sage of Zhongxuan exclaimed.

Murong Mingyu, the three of them, have reached a perfect period of cultivation. How can they resist the power of the sword's self explosion? After hearing the words of Zhongxuan sage, they decisively fled away without any consideration.

The lower Xuansheng looked at the sword coldly, and said darkly, "it seems that you have not yet realized that you are dead. You have just broken through half a step of the waste of heaven and man period. What storm can be set off? Today, let's see the gap between us! "

Suddenly, all of a sudden, the Four Swords burst out in the air!

"Go to hell and repent for what you have done

Shangxuan sage's tone is incomparably cold. Fangtian painting halberd blows out the breath of destruction. It destroys the sword of the five robbers Saint soldiers, and then passes through the shadowless air sea with lightning speed. The blood is like a fountain, which is frightening!

"Ah No day, I curse you not to die well... "

This is the most fatal blow. With a scream full of bitterness, the sword is shadowless and the body of the body suddenly explodes. For a moment, the flesh and blood are flying and the bones are all around!

Xiaxuan, with a gloomy face, said coldly, "give him a chance to repent. Shangxuan, you are too kind-hearted. This kind of scum can only destroy the bones and raise the ashes, and the spirit and form are all destroyed. That's what he should end up with

After saying that, with a wave of his big hand, the divine power emerged, and the blood and flesh burst out all over the sky and quickly gathered together. Until all of them were reduced to ashes, the lower Xuansheng finally stopped!

The sage of beixuan frowned and said with dissatisfaction: "Xiaxuan, at least he has done something for the eastern regions before..."

Unexpectedly, before the words were finished, Zhongxuan Saint patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and said, "if it was your disciple, I'm afraid you would do the same."

The sage of beixuan was silent.

Just think about it. The well-trained disciples are just ungrateful. On the contrary, they still take refuge in the western regions and kidnap the master's son. Such an unruly behavior really hit five thunder blasts that day.

Looking at Murong Mingyu in the distance, Shangxuan sage said with deep meaning: "I hope you can learn from the end of sword shadowless. I don't expect you to pay much for Dongyu, but at least don't betray Dongyu and do anything to hurt your companions."

"Please remember!"

"The younger generation will remember it!"

Murong Mingyu, Wang Yankun and Gaoyang Hanzheng all bowed their hands respectfully.

Shangxuan Sheng nodded. He was quite satisfied with the choice he had made in Longgu mountain before, when he settled the gratitude and resentment with his elder martial brother, or his present attitude.

Then, with his big hand in the air, he took the mustard bag which was shot into the distance and took it into his hand. He said faintly: "the most meritorious person this time is the elder martial brother. The mustard bag without shadow should be owned by him. Don't you mind?"

three great saints, wry smile, here you are the biggest, not all you has the final say?

Then, everyone looked at each other with a smile, turned into a piece of streamer, and quickly flew to Longgu mountain.

A moment later, when a group of seven people arrived at Longgu mountain and told a simple story about the situation, Wu Tian's five people were quite surprised.

I thought it would take some time for Li Tian, Zhao Qing and qingyilong to leave safely in the face of the anger of sword shadowless. Unexpectedly, they finally walked so easily.

Yetian shook his head and said, "it seems that the pseudo gods really value them very much. What I don't understand is, which point does the pseudo gods value them?""No matter why the puppet gods value them so much, I always have a premonition that Li Tian's plot is very big, and it is very likely that he is brewing a great conspiracy." No way of heaven, eyes flicker.

"Does it hurt us?" Asked the sage.

"Then I don't know." Wu Tian shakes his head. If you change to someone else, you may be able to guess one or two, but Li Tian is really unable to see through.

Then, he took a look at the mustard bag given to him by the sage. After a while, the green light was shining in his eyes.

The mustard bag with no shadow of sword is actually made of holy soldiers. After calculation, it can be compared with the treasure house of the five city Lords.

Suddenly, he had a plan in mind.

Wu Tian looked up at the sage, and said, "since you call me elder martial brother, can I ask you to do me a favor?"

"Elder martial brother, please say so." In the past, when he called himself "Shengsan", how could he deny himself?

Wu Tian is also very embarrassed, because in this way, it is a disguised admission. Xiao Wuhao is his elder, but now he can't control so much. As long as you can satisfy the demon lord and the Jiaohuang, it's OK to eat the loss.

"Younger martial brother, as you know, the Jiaohuang and the demon lord asked me to give the northern Xuan sage a Jidao holy soldier before returning to the reincarnation city. But the Jidao holy soldier could not be refined in a short time and a half, so I thought..."

Shangxuan sage suddenly realized, laughed and replied, "I know what elder martial brother means. Don't worry. As long as the elder martial brother needs it, the younger martial brother will not have any complaints. He will give it to beixuan directly."

"Thank you very much! But I can't let younger martial brother suffer. I'll show you all the things in the mustard bag. I promise you won't be disappointed. " Wu Tian said, throwing the mustard bag to Shangxuan.

On Xuansheng's face, the color of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face. However, under the sign of Wu Tian, he covered it up in an instant.

After looking at the several people behind him, Shangxuan sage whispered: "elder martial brother, we have really made a lot of money this time. With these materials, we can refine three or four Jidao holy soldiers. This is also under the condition of my refining. If the master personally hands, we can definitely refine more than five."

"Then you can keep it." Wu Tian's heart is also happy to blossom.

"No, these materials are too precious, and the quantity is huge, younger martial brother can't ask for it." The sage refused.

Wu Tian's face turned black, and he said unhappily, "younger martial brother, you're out of sight, aren't you? Now that we are all a family, we can share with each other and let you keep it. What's more, I don't know anything about refining tools, so I can only do it on my body. "

"Ha ha! I'll be very rude

On the face of Shangxuan saint, an extremely sincere smile suddenly appeared. No matter whether the other party is out of the desire for the holy soldiers of Jidao, he will be so kind. At least from now on, the other party has recognized him.

Then, he put away the mustard bag and took out the Fangtian painting halberd. He wiped out the soul mark in it. Then he handed it to the beixuan sage. He said with a smile: "at the request of senior brother, I will give it to you. Please treat it well."

"What?"

Once this was said, all the people present were tongue tied.

Before seeing two people, I thought they were secretly planning a big conspiracy. It turned out that they were negotiating to send the northern Xuan sage Jidao holy soldiers.

What's more, Shangxuan saints are willing to send them?

People who have been with Shangxuan sage all know how important it is for him to draw halberds from Fangtian, especially his disciple Murong Mingyu. Fang Tian's Halberd painting is the lifeblood for the master. However, he never expected that he would give it to the northern Xuan sage at the request of Wu Tian?

Can Wutian's status in the master's mind be so high? Murong Mingyu could not help doubting.

"Is it really for me?" The sage of beixuan was also confused by this sudden scene.

"What? Don't want it? I won't give it up. " As soon as he was dark, he was ready to put it away.

"Nonsense! Of course

Seeing the situation, the northern Xuan sage rushed forward. Under the eyes of many surprise and admiration, he snatched the Fang Tian painting halberd from the hands of Shangxuan sage, and then looked at him as if there was no one else.

Seeing this, Murong Mingyu came forward and said with a flattering smile: "master, you are willing to send the Jidao holy soldiers of the beixuan master. As your only disciple, should I give priority to take care of it?"

Shangxuan Sheng's face was grim and he said in a deep voice: "Mingyu, you are not inferior to a teacher in the way of refining weapons. With time, it is not impossible to surpass yourself as a teacher. How come you say such a disappointment to your teacher now?"

Murong Mingyu's body trembled and quickly bowed: "I know my mistake, please forgive me."

"If you know your mistakes, you can change them. Remember, don't spoil your talent of refining tools." The sage of Shangxuan warned.

"I understand." Murong Mingyu nodded heavily. Although the master didn't say it clearly, he understood that as a saint level weapon refiner, how could he ask for holy soldiers from others?If you want to, you have to work hard!

"It seems that all your problems have been solved. Well, let's go back to the city now." At this time, two light and shadow from the sky, did not stop, leaving only a faint smile with words, straight toward the direction of the portal.

They are the emperor and the devil.

Wu Tian and others smile at each other and rush to the sky to keep up with them.

As for SUN Hao and others, they had no chance to take out the book.

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