Chapter 893

Before the winter solstice, yingsha was unable to enter the extremely immortal list, because although he was powerful, he was actually over 40 years old. He would not be recognized by the extremely immortal list. However, this time he was inexplicably involved in the extremely immortal list, which surprised people!

As for Xiaoran, which has always been unknown before, all people do not understand the origin of this person. It seems that he appeared out of thin air. It is more mysterious and unpredictable, which makes people talk about it in succession.

Now, in the top 20 of the extremely immortal list, there are already three true gods' disciples. But it is strange that what should have been the promise of the eldest martial brother is not among them, which makes us deeply puzzled.

Outside the city, three people came in.

"Ha ha! Make a fortune! Make a fortune

The Taoist of Chu Buqu jingling counted his spirit stones, and his eyes were all cracked with laughter.

Chu Xiachi sighed and sighed. He lost all his three spirit stones, but his master's nine spirit stones have doubled a thousand times!

"Master, I had known that I had lent you a spirit stone. I'm sorry for that!" Chu Xiachi patted his head with grief.

"You don't believe me! ha-ha! As I said, how can you make a lot of money without the determination to put all your eggs in one basket? You're still young, so learn from your teacher. "

Chu unyielding Taoist clattered the spirit stone in the bag. According to the Convention, the money won by gambling does not need to be handed over to Chu Xiaoqing for safekeeping.

"Wow, brother Muyu is in the top 20. Brother Muyu is so handsome..." Chu Xiaoqing's eyes are shining, still a fan Mei's appearance.

Chu Xiachi looked at a list of extremely immortal and said, "but master, that Xiaoran actually jumped out at this time and ran to the 16th place. Is that too much?"

Chu unyielding Taoist stroked his beard: "yes! Xiaoran, that bastard jumped out, which means that the old guy must have allowed him to go out and do something wrong. No, he can't lose to that old bastard. Where is the lover? "

"I'm here!" Chu Xia Chi Lian quickly stood up with a serious face.

"Give me the 15th place, must be higher than that smelly boy ranking, angry that old bastard!" Chu unyielding said.

"Take your orders Chu Xia said solemnly.

Then he came over and asked in a low voice, "master, will you still bet this time?"

"Down! Sure! This time I'll take all my belongings with me! "

It's an unyielding sound.

"Can I become a shareholder?" Chuxia asked in a hot way.

"What are you going to invest in? Butt? " Chu unyielding squinted at his apprentice.

Chu Xia was so depressed that he could not find a spirit stone all over his body. He was too poor to ring.

"Master, if you lend me a thousand spirit stones, you should encourage me." Chu Xia said in a flattering manner.

"Who made you not believe me? It's no use regretting now Chu unyielding hummed.

"But master, if you don't borrow me, I won't be in the mood to fight. If you don't win, it won't make your spirit stone go to waste?"

Chu unyielding Taoist slapped his head and said, "dare you threaten to be a teacher? Don't talk nonsense! If you let my spirit stone float, you'll wait for the pig's cage to soak! "

Chu's face turned white and shook his head: "master, I promise to win the 15th place!"

Chuxiachi looked a little dejected. Then he showed a flattering smile and came to Chu Xiaoqing: "sister, give me some sponsorship for my brother! Master, this gambling has to be operated in a dark box. I'm sure I'll make a lot of money, ok... "

"Brother Muyu is so handsome..."

Chu Xiaoqing didn't hear what Chu Xiachi was saying.

The power of the Yumeng demons is more and more powerful in the heart of the cultivators. The cultivation world has reached the level of self-esteem, and everyone is afraid that they will become the ghost of the Youmeng demon family once they wake up.

Now only the triple palace can save them!

This is the only thought and expectation in the heart of every practitioner.

The triple palace.

Qionglou Yuyu, palace array.

The Holy Light wrapped a giant figure. Standing there seemed to be the center of the world. All the sun, moon and stars revolved around him. It was as if one eye could make the world move and the mountains broke!

That is the new God of the three continents that overthrew the sword shadow and dust wind.

Bai Jie likes this feeling very much. He likes to control everything and let the whole world respect him.

But today he is very angry.

Even if the anger of the people in the triple palace seems so sacred, everyone will think that their anger is the anger of justice, and their killing is a just judgment.

He was angry because something went wrong that should have been done according to his rules.

"None of the five envoys has been heard?"

The voice of the white world is like a God on the vast starry sky, solemn and solemn.In front of him knelt a group of white people, trembling and afraid to look up.

"What about soul power?" Bai Jie continues to ask.

"Return to the Lord, their soul power has not returned." The head man replied in a trembling voice.

"What about the soul power of Zhuge Xiaosheng and Yuande Taoist?" Bai Jie asked again.

"In return, it is the same situation. The two envoys, Zhuge Xiaosheng and Taoist Yuande should all be alive."

"Still alive? The soul power of more than 100000 people in Dongsha city has not returned. Are they still alive? " Bai Jie asked in a sharp voice.

"Lord, forgive me! Because Muyu controls a power we don't know, it can devour soul power, so we can't be sure. " The kneeling man buried his head very low.

The return of soul power is the standard to judge whether a person is really dead. The passing of a light spot on the black-and-white stone tablet means that there should be a return of one's soul power when a person dies. But I don't know when to start, soul power can't be used to determine whether a person is dead or not.

Because there is wood feather in the place, the dead people will never leave the soul force.

The white world looked at his holy palace, and the white light in his eyes flickered. He is the center of the whole cultivation world. For more than 100 years, the cultivation world has respected the sword shadow dust wind as a God. Now that the sword shadow dust wind has been overthrown by him, he has become a new God, and naturally he has to take everything back in his own hands.

He created a panic to start the war, and then used the panic to establish prestige, which became the only belief of all the practitioners. All the practitioners are now looking forward to his ability to save the Xiuzhen world from the fire.

Such a seamless plan, but because of the shadow of the sword dust wind apprentice and side effects.

Not only that, but also some people come out at night to intervene.

"Where did Liu, who was originally No. 16, have an accident in the second year?" The white world hums coldly.

"In return, Liu was killed by this young man named Xiaoran on the Bank of Qishui river for two years, and his soul power did not return."

"Sure enough, there are some old antiques hidden in the sky. Now I can't help it. Do you want to sell it?"

Bai Jie stood up and stepped on the air. There were ripples in the air. It was like a huge mountain stepping on the bottom of the mountain. Everyone was afraid to let them out of the atmosphere.

Bai Jie said to himself. "I thought it would be a mistake for me to keep those five men out of control and lead Youmeng to war. Sword shadow dust wind, I didn't expect you still had a hand

Kneeling people dare not answer, they only obey orders, not qualified to make any suggestions.

Long silence, as if after ten thousand years, but also as if only in a moment.

"Send someone to get rid of all the obstacles on the extremely immortal list. The nine Xuanxian in the extremely immortal list are very important! I don't want the top nine out of my control. "

One step out of the white world, has disappeared.

Qishui river is a broad river that flows through Qishui city and feeds the land of Qishui city. Qishui city is just a small city. It is located in a very remote area. There are no practitioners in it. It is a very simple city where ordinary people gather.

There is a cliff not far from Qishui City, named Wangfeng cliff, which is 3000 meters high. Here you can have a clear view of all the scenery of Qishui city.

There is a huge stone at the top of Wangfeng cliff. The stone is very strange, with a width of more than 10 meters and a height of more than 10 meters. However, the contact with the ground is less than half a meter. From a distance, it seems that the wind may blow down the cliff at any time.

At this time, on the stone, a young man in blue sat comfortably above, looking at the distant city of Qishui. The cool wind was blowing his clothes, free and easy.

Behind him was a long sword with a scabbard inserted obliquely into the stone. A wine gourd hung on the handle of the sword and fluttered with the wind.

"How did you find me?" The young man in blue asked.

I don't know when another figure has appeared on the stone.

"Liu died here two years ago." Chengyan said calmly.

"He shouldn't be in Qishui City, or I won't kill him." Said the young man in blue.

He who killed Liu for two years was Xiaoran.

"Qishui city is a very magical city. There are few cities in the Xiuzhen world where there are no practitioners." He said.

"What do you want from me?" Asked Xiaoran.

"I want to see your master." Keep your word.

Xiaoran shook his head: "my master doesn't want to get involved in the dispute of the Xiuzhen world."

"If you kill Liu for two years, the triple palace will find out. It is impossible for you to be alone." Said Cheng Yan.

Xiaoran looked at the city in the distance: "you are right, but I have to kill him, because LiuNian has been staring at this city."

"A city without a cultivator will be interested in it." Keep your word.

Xiaoran nodded: "but I have one thing to be curious about."

"What's the matter?"

"What's the point of your cultivation?"The sword light flashed and disappeared in the sky of wangfengshi, as if nothing had happened.

"Do you understand now?" Cheng Yan asked.

The sword behind Xiaoran is still obliquely inserted in the stone, and the gourd hanging on the hilt is gently swinging.

"It's a promise." Xiaoran nodded, then showed a smile, "you hide very deep, we all look down on you."

Xiaoran stood up: "my master asked me to wait for you here, saying that you came to the south."

The snow hawk galloped past in the air, making a light whistle.

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