Reincarnation Master

Chapter 461: Horrified

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Shushan, Tianjian Peak.

This peak towers high into the clouds, straight as a sword, and has an overwhelming momentum.

In the depths of the clouds, faint dragons entangled.

The original main peak of Mount Shu was refined by Jianfeng Yuanshen Daojun, and became the sustenance of Yuanshen, and was destroyed under the reincarnation plate together.

Therefore, Zhuge Wenxian directly cut a Heavenly Sword Peak from elsewhere with great sword skills and magical powers, moved it over, and rebuilt the Shushan Gate.

Somewhere in Houfeng, Zhu Yingzi is practicing.

The three immortals and the two heroes back then, now there is only one immortal remaining as the head, and the two heroes are in the realm of the French, and cannot be saved for many years.

If you want to become a soul, it is no longer a qualitative exercise that can determine it, chance, luck, and days are indispensable.

Among the three, even Zhuge Wenxian was far away from this road.

Thinking of the time when Baimei Daojun had just been promoted, the Shushan Sword Sect was all rejoiced, thinking that the two Yuanshen Patriarchs would be able to make the righteous Dao prosperous. Unexpectedly, he was hit by the head immediately, and his heart was suddenly embarrassed.

All this is because of that person...

"what?"

Although Zhu Yingzi is still a girl and has been practicing for a long time, she is an old predecessor in Shushan Wonderland. At this time, she can't help but wonder: "Why do I think of the past again? Is it a whim? It has something to do with that person?"

As soon as this idea emerged, I saw a flying sword approaching, and Zhuge Wenxian's voice came from inside: "Junior Sister, please come to Jiange for a while!"

Zhu Yingzi sighed, walked out of the cave, turned into a sword light, traveled thousands of miles, and arrived at the sword pavilion in a blink of an eye.

Entering the main hall of the attic, she went to sit down on a futon and found that Han Yingzhu was also there. In addition to her, there were many elders from Shushan, all with solemn expressions.

"Brother Master, I don't know what happened?"

Han Yingzhu looked around and asked the chief judge.

"Today, there is news from the Tibetan swordsman I sent to Xinwu State, and it is suspected to be related to that demon..." Zhuge Wenxian sighed, "I made a divination that day and sent my disciple to sit in Xinwu State. It should be here. ..."

"I don't know what the news is? The demon came from Xinwu, and later reincarnated in our world, but it was also mysterious..." an elder asked.

"The day of the tribulation, I was equal to... Although I saw the demon head fall under the tribulation, but the reincarnation disk is gone, since then the world has been troublesome..." Zhuge asked the immortal: "According to my guess, the demon may Not dead."

"what?"

Every word was shocked.

Some elders even trembled their hands and feet: "This...this..."

That murderous man was the cultivation base of Yuanshen Daojun back then, and he placed the reincarnation disk, the magical power was overwhelming, and even the two Yuanshen ancestors were ground to death. How could they not panic?

Han Yingzhu's face changed color and looked at Zhu Yingzi.

This heroic woman was silent and extremely silent.

"For specific matters, let Zang Jianzi talk in detail and tell him to come in."

Zhuge Wenxian handed down the decree.

There was a dragon chant outside, and Hidden Jianzi walked in, respectfully saluting: "I have seen the master teacher, elders!"

"I will tell you everything that day, regardless of the size." Zhuge asked the immortal.

"Yes, I was ordered by my teacher to hide in Xinwu Kingdom. That day... I saw one person and entered the ancestor hall of Jinfeng Xiyulou. This is his appearance..."

The hidden sword shot a mana and turned into an image of Fangxian.

Zhuge Wenxian, Han Yingzhu, and Zhu Yingzi moved at the same time.

Although the person in the picture is not trimmed, the monk's divine mind, just a sweep, made them recognize this person, and he is indeed the supreme demon who pretends to be the head of the three immortals!

The monk recognizes people, mainly by the breath, the soul, not the skin.

"This demon is actually born again, oh...Why didn't Heavenly Tribulation kill him?"

An elder said angrily: "The sky is unfair!"

"What should I do now? The fairy road is cut off, and even the spirit treasures of all roads are not visible. I have no support from the immortals of the upper realm..." Another elder paused.

"I'm the Shushan Sword Sect, I would rather take straight from the middle rather than from the song!"

After a while, Zhuge asked Xian Zhenxiu to stand up and said sensibly: "If this demon wants to cause harm to the world, I will fight to the end even if I fight to the last person. Hidden sword, what will happen afterwards?"

"After that... I was anxious to return to the martial arts, halfway... halfway..."

Zang Jianzi's expression changed, his eyes were blank, and he shouted: "Moths! Lots of moths!"

"Huh? Bewitched? Not like it!"

As soon as Han Yingzhu stretched out his hand, he thrust the Qi of the Herb into the Tibetan Sword, but there was no effect at all.

The sword repairman of the supernatural power realm, his hands and feet danced wildly, seemed to have some hysteria.

His skin bulged, and suddenly, moths bite through the skin and flew out of him, waving their wings and various powders.

The colorful colors form the shape of a pair of giant eyes, which are coquettish and beautiful, just like the wings of a moth itself.

"I am so happy to meet an old friend!"

Fang Xian’s voice came directly from it: “I’m here this time, and I’ll leave after I’m done. If you want to see me, it’s better to go to the coast of the East China Sea in Xinwu Country...”

After speaking, the sky was blown to pieces by moths.

"Humph!"

Zhuge Wenxian stretched out his hand and a sword light flew out.

This sword is magnificent and magnificent, and it also has the supreme power to suppress evil. It contains a very smart flying sword, which is the treasure of the Shushan Town Sect.

Jianguang instantly differentiated, piercing thousands of times in the colorful powder.

But what is shocking is that it can't be suppressed.

Upon seeing this, Zhuge Wenxian's pupils shrank, and two more flying swords flew out of his sleeves, one for refining magic and one for killing immortals!

Han Yingzhu and Zhu Yingzi also flew out their own magic weapons, and a layer of world spread.

This is the ‘Tai Xuan Mochen Forbidden Array’, the town’s sect of the Shushan Sword Sect!

Those colorful powders were moved away, as if they had entered another world.

"I haven't seen him for a long time, I can't see through his way..."

Zhu Yingzi spoke, her voice full of bitterness.

"Even if this demon says that he has become a demon immortal, I believe... Maybe even in the immortal world, it is not an ordinary immortal who can match it. It must be Xianjun and Da Luoxian to make a move..."

Han Yingzhu sighed ~www.readwn.com~Xianjun, Da Luoxian...It is a legend that can only be heard by the sect that can communicate with the fairy world, and it should be a higher realm above the fairy.

Inside the hall, suddenly fell into a dead silence.

"Head, the two elders..."

An elder suddenly said: "How about... I Shushan... closed the mountain, right?"

At the beginning, the Shushan Sword Sect died of two Yuanshen Daojun, and they haven't recovered for many years.

At this time, some elders were filled with righteous indignation, and some were really afraid and did not want to take revenge.

Anyway, didn't this demon just say that he just came to do things and left when things were done?

"Hehe... My Shushan Sword Sect, has it fallen to this point?"

Zhuge Wenxian said coldly: "This time, I will go with the two juniors and the elders will stick to the mountain... If I wait for an accident, then... close the mountain!"

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