Cultivation of Immortals Summoning the Three Realms

Chapter 452 No one is simple!
"Fairy Chang'e? How dare you mention her? I'm so angry!"

After hearing these four words, the nun's face became even more angry than before.

But she also judged their identities from the words of the black bear spirit.

In the end, she didn't say another word, just waved her hand, and Ao Bing, Black Bear Spirit, and Big Head disappeared in place.

Then her figure disappeared completely, and she didn't know where she went.

At the same time, there was a great chaos in Emei Immortal City, because their city lord had disappeared, as if disappeared out of thin air. This news even alarmed the ancient heaven.

However, Luo Fang didn't know what happened in Qingyun Realm.

At this moment, he watched the last cultivator leave Lingxiao Palace with a sneer on his face.

After this round, Kunlun Xu probably collected hundreds of top-quality fairy artifacts, which can be described as a bumper harvest, but Luo Fang felt that this matter was far from over.

Now what Kunlun Xu has to face is not these third-rate sects in the Holy City of South China, but the top family in the Holy Imperial City.

The Sacred Wind King alone is outrageously powerful, not to mention there are some other top families. After all, Kunlun Xu is not the only son of God imprisoned by Liefeng.

"Elders, it's time for us to be active!"

Luo Fang's face became relaxed after the seriousness had passed.

From the Qingyun Realm to the Holy Realm, what kind of storms and waves have I never seen, isn't it just a family of the Holy King?It's really hard to say who is strong and who is weak after a year.

Then they entered the Lingxiao Palace,
At this time, Kunlun Xu has turned into a sharp sword, and the next step is to cut to that place.

On the other hand, the changes in the three major families and some small and medium sects are not small. First of all, they know that in the holy city of South China, there will soon be a fifth force rising strongly.

But they didn't sit still, and even some small sects came together with the three great families because of this incident.

Because they can see that if the Lingxiao Palace is fully developed, this beast will definitely be more difficult to deal with than the three families of Yu, Meng, and Hai.

As a result, the forces in the Holy City of South China also began to recruit soldiers and recruit disciples.
It seems that they want to grab the good seedlings in the Holy City of South China in the first time, and break the foundation of the Lingxiao Palace.

To the surprise of these middle and small sects and the four great aristocratic families, they actually found many good seedlings in the process of recruiting disciples this time.

In particular, the four identical monkeys are simply embryos born for fighting.
In the end, after several fights, these four monkeys entered Mengjia and became the key training objects of Mengjia.

Of course Mengjia doesn't really want to train them,
Instead, I hope that these four monkeys can grow up as soon as possible and become the top bodyguards of their family, so that they can kill more enemies for the Meng family.

The Hai family and the Yu family's harvest is not small, and several top seedlings have also been harvested.

In particular, there was a quasi-sage holding a huge axe, who was so perfect that Hai Wuya even met him personally to show his respect.

For a while it looked like a happy ending, but what the three great families didn't know was that,

These good seedlings in their eyes are all Kunlunxu disciples who have received training tasks in Qingyun Realm.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Leng Jue bowed in front of a cultivator in a flower robe. His face was a little helpless, a little tired, and even a little resentful.

This is already the sixth herald cultivator he has received, and the content of their biography is almost exactly the same. It is nothing more than that they will come to the Holy City of South China in a year, and hope that the city lord can prepare a palace in advance for staying.

"Master Leng, my Ning family's palace depends on you. After the matter is completed, the Ning family will never treat you badly!"

After the flower robe cultivator finished speaking, he patted Leng Jue's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yes, Leng Jue will definitely do it!" Leng Jue hurriedly replied,

This Ning family is also one of the eight great holy king families, and the ranking is even higher, which is not something that a little city lord like him can afford.

"Well, since that's the case, see you in a year!"

After the Huapao cultivator's order was delivered, he didn't seem to want to stay here for a moment, and was afraid that his status would be lowered. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in the city lord's mansion.

After the Huapao cultivator completely disappeared, Leng Jue slowly got up, and he sat on the main seat a little decadently.

At this moment, he really wanted to abandon the city and become an idler, but he didn't have the courage, because once he left, he would face the endless pursuit of the eight great families of the Holy Imperial City.

"Director, how many plots are there in the city now?" After a long silence, Leng Jue raised his head again.

He summoned the former golden-cloaked manager, and no matter what, he first marked off the plots of these few houses.

"City Master, the central land is gone now, and there are some remote ones left. If a palace is built there, it will definitely anger the people in the Holy Emperor City!"

The golden-robed manager had already guessed Leng Jue's thoughts, so he was waiting for Leng Jue's inquiry outside the main hall with a thick album in his arms.

"Look at it again, and put it together again, how many pieces can you get together?"

Doesn't Leng Jue know that there is no land in the central location now, if it's really not possible, he can only discuss with some sects and let them move the place.

"Hey, City Lord, it's a pity that it's a step too late. If the land of Lingxiao Palace has not been given up, it can satisfy the residence of the Eight Great Sage Kings, and there is no need to expropriate too many other sects."

The supervisor in golden robe looked at the map and subconsciously said something.

"Him?" Leng Jue shook his head directly, making a joke,
The background of this cultivator seems to be more terrifying than those of the Eight Great Sacred Kings. Even if the three great families are leveled, they can't move that piece of land, right?
"Forget it, you go down first, wait for me to add up."

Leng Jue squeezed the center of his brows, he suddenly had a bold and fulfilling idea.

However, not long after the golden-robed chief executive left, when he picked up the album and gestured up and down,
Another terrifying wave came to the City Lord's Mansion, this time it was many times stronger than the previous ones.

Leng Jue didn't panic. He was no stranger to this situation. With such strong fluctuations, it should be the arrival of the Sage Emperor.

Thinking of this, he bowed directly,
"The lord of South China City is cold, and I pay homage to all the saints."

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, the breath in the air turned cold in vain, and there was a trace of killing intent in it, which was quite different from the order monk who came before.

"Let me ask you, what has he done here?"

Then it seemed as if a voice from Jiuyou rang in Leng Jue's ears, even though he was a late stage cultivation base of Tiandao, he felt a deep chill.

"Huh? Not from the Holy Imperial City?"

Leng Jue raised his head subconsciously, but after seeing the scene in the hall, his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

I saw eight black-robed monks appearing in the main hall at this time,
Their whole bodies were surrounded by the chaotic atmosphere, and their anger could not be seen clearly at all.

What made Leng Jue's heart tremble even more was that, apart from the fact that one of them was at the peak of the Heavenly Dao, he couldn't see through the remaining seven.

"Who are these people? Why are they so tough?" Leng Jue was on the verge of collapse.

He used to think that with the cultivation base of the late stage of the Heavenly Dao, he could already gain a foothold in this holy world,
Now it seems that it is a big joke, the power of the holy world is far beyond his imagination.

"I ask you, what the hell is he doing here?"

One of the black-robed monks shook the portrait in his hand, as if he would kill Leng Jue if he disagreed with him.

(End of this chapter)