Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Under the **** of the Lord of Kun-Lai, a new online appointment was issued soon.

Ji Mingyu grabbed a lot of thorns drastically, and the elders had to come forward to stop them.

"Brother head, you are in charge of Yu'er." The later I left, I wanted to hug my thighs.

The head shook him away disgustedly, and said coldly: "I let her take care of you."

He hasn't taken care of him all these years, and everyone is simply deserted!

Knowing that the opinions of the brothers would never change because of them, the elders immediately went to find a softer persimmon.

"Yu'er! Qingnv can't be caught, no one will clean up her Qingnvfeng!"

"Yu'er! Niang Zhi can't catch it, no one will care about the price increase of Yuzhi Peak cloth!"

"Yu'er! Poisonous lady can't catch, the monsters of Poison Peak are already having a celebration party!"

"Yu'er! I can't catch Octopus! Master Qiao Xiaofeng is still at the outer door. If there is no Octopus, the sword repairmen will starve to death in minutes!"

"Yu'er! You Jia...Oh, hurry up and send him in!"

"Yu'er, Ai He, I am your uncle Yue Shi, the master of the mountain dwelling, let alone catch it!"

"If you don't catch you, it's useful to catch those small fishes and shrimps?" Ji Mingyu was very displeased when he was blocked several times. "Okay, I don't want to catch it, it's enough to break the Internet for ten hours a day!"

The later I left for a while, the helpless expression immediately changed to a kind smile: "That Xiaoyu...who do you want to catch, I will catch it for you. What do you think of starting from Octopus?"

"Yes, Xiaoyu," Yan Zhao even prepared a face of justice in an instant, "I must let them know the fate of abandoned studies!"

Although these people did not waste their studies on the Internet, he didn't care about these things.

"..." Ji Mingyu was shocked, as if he knew them one by one for the first time.

But she was also a little helpless, sitting on the cliff and said distressedly: "Uncle Master, now the Central Continent is in chaos, and my father has stopped the experience of going to Central Continent for a while. How do you want them to experience it in the small world?"

"Xiaoyu, your little world is only inhabited by shamans and savages anyway," the later Ci smiled slightly, and quietly glanced at a series of senior brothers. "It can't use magic power in it. It's better to build a small city, and our prisoners who guard the mountain dwelling will let it in. Let them manage a prisoner. Anyway, with you, death is not a real death."

Mingyu is the master of the small world. Even if he is dead, he can look back in time, and he can also empty the cell of guarding the mountain in the moment of dying.

Ji Mingyu's eyes lit up: "It makes sense, just do what you say. What do you think of father?"

Ji Yunlai said casually: "I'll give it to you, and I will naturally follow you."

Mingyu immediately calculated that if someone breeds in it, maybe his own world can hold hundreds of thousands of people. With more data simulations, even his own world can grow.

She suddenly raised her eyes and chuckled: "Suddenly I felt that the position of Kun-Lai's richest man might require me to do it."

"It's just a number," Ji Yunlai said calmly, "Kun Lai, but there is nothing missing."

"Father," Ji Mingyu suddenly thought of a funny possibility, excitedly leaned on his father's lap, and looked up at him, "Do you think there will be one day when we in Kun-Lai can let the mortals of Xizhou come to practice, everyone can do it? In the longevity practice, the children think about where to go to practice since they were young, and then struggle for the exam since they were young..."

"How is it possible? How much spiritual energy is needed, Tiandao will definitely explode." The late remark next to him was just a joke.

"It's not necessarily. You see there are enough people in Kun-Lai, and we haven't won much spiritual energy." Ji Mingyu looks up at the starry sky, the sky is endless and infinite, "I heard that there are countless auras in the chaos. If we can go to the starry sky one day It should be possible to gain countless auras by pioneering in it."

"Impossible, there are countless dangers in the chaos. Moreover, the highest ordinary monk can only reach the nine layers of heaven. If it is even higher, it will only be able to win people and immortals." Yue Wanci shook his head and said, "Chaos in the void The energy of the meridians is greatly damaged, and there is no spiritual energy to replenish it. If you are not careful, you can't return. Isn't that the Great Profound Grandfather?"

"Humph," Ji Mingyu, who was splashed with cold water, rubbed his father unhappily and asked, "Father, what do you think?"

Ji Yunlai stroked her long hair and said gently, "You think a lot, but it takes time."

"How long will it take?" Ji Mingyu asked curiously.

"Thousands and thousands of years," Ji Yunlai said calmly, "the time is long, why bother to be anxious. People are born with everything to support others. People may not be incapable of repaying the sky. Going in harmony with the sky is nothing bad."

"I don't understand." The daughter looked confused.

"The time is still early, let's talk about it when Feilaifeng can cross the void." Ji Yunlai waved at will, "I left, you take good care of your home."

Ji Mingyu straightened her chest and nodded vigorously: "Father, don't worry, I'm still very reliable!"

Ji Yunlai gave a chuckle, his fingertips gave out a bit of aura, but he merged a wisp of soul into the remnant, maintaining the expansion of the main net, and the whole person disappeared into the void.

When leaving Kun-Lai, he couldn't help but think of the Great Profound Ancestor who left ten thousand years ago.

There is also the book called "Kun-Lai".

In the book of Kun-Lai, the young protagonist starts from getting adventures and climbs all the way up. With the help of heaven, he does not go unfavorable, and builds a kingdom under the name of Kun-Lai’s disciples. The fairy daughter of ancient Kun-Lai is happy. For him, he helped him secretly all the way, took the martial arts resources all the way, and gave up his life several times to save him, so that he finally became a fairy by luck. If it weren't for the daughter of the human fairy, he would die in the end. In the hands of another confidante of the protagonist, he will not fall out with Kun-Lai.

But at this time, the tiger was in trouble. With the help of the other three door-to-doors, Da Xuan finally defeated Kun-Lai, not only did not suffer the same loss as the other three door-to-doors, but the negative luck was even heavier, and later it even cut the roots. If it hadn't been for the three big ones to run fast, they would also hurt their lives during the robbery.

Later, Daxuan got the world and five continents. Taizu felt that the world was invincible, so he untied his sword into the mausoleum, and went far into the void. There was no more news.

To be honest, this is a very ordinary flow of comprehension upgrades, many key points have been taken, the writing is jerky, and the wrong website was published first, and it was no surprise.

However, Ji Yunlai looked through the contents of the book carefully, but didn't think it was wearing the book—some of the things in it were too self-explanatory.

The author of the book, his friend, is a scumbag who has never qualified in mathematics. How could it happen to be able to write all kinds of deduction materials with more than eight figures?

Is it because...

Thinking of that possibility, Ji Yunlai shook his head slightly. Forget it, ten thousand years have passed, and it's useless to think about it. It's reasonable to go to Xiaoqing.

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In Zhongzhou, Feng Qingxiu was watching those immortals and the demonic fetus from a distance, chasing after me, and the world was turned upside down.

Along the way, his little brother fought countless fierce battles with the demons of the demon fetus. In a vaguely, his little brother was down. Fortunately, after knowing that the demon could not be attached to the fetus, the demon fetus would not let the demon to win Instead, he set his goal on the monk.

He glanced at the distance, and the people and immortals from the Heavenly Dao and the Taiqing Sect came, but the big sacrifice did not come.

The **** of heaven is a woman, with brocade clothes and silk, luxurious and dignified, she has no sword or blade in her hand, only holding a small tree, willow leaves flying, countless changes in the world.

The Taiqing Sect was a monk dressed in white lotus, sitting on top of a blood lotus, his expression was cold and silent.

In the past two days, the fetus has seen the wind grow very big, like a two or three-year-old doll, naked and fat, blinking at them.

But their battle was unambiguous. Between raising their hands and shaking their sleeves, the sea of ​​clouds surged and the world changed.

One failed, that is, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.

The magic tire was downwind, and there was not much time to fight back between dodges.

A magical thought led, the Demon Tire suddenly retreated behind him, and the power of the two Taoists on the opposite side suddenly stagnated. The Yuan Dao Master glanced at Feng Qingxiu reproachfully, and then the magic power bypassed him and rushed towards the Demon Tire.

Feng Qingxiu was a little tangled, and retreated dozens of miles.

While hiding, the demon fetus complained: "You despicable human races are bullying and fearful of hardship. He is also a demon. How can you favor one another? Isn't there a man? Don't beat me if you two are good to me. Is it okay to promise with your body?"

When he said this, the two Taoists paused for a strange moment, looked at each other, and they both looked a little emotional, but they immediately returned to normal - they are all ten thousand-year human spirits, and they won't be easily fooled.

Feng Qingxiu glanced at it reproachfully, and said angrily: "You use the idiom very quickly, don't you lose the face of the demon?"

"Do you really think you are a human?" The Demon Tire turned again, drilled into the mountain, and then emerged from the other peak, "Does the demon have a face? You weren't the one who went to bed to find him?"

Feng Qing's face blushed with anger: "Nonsense! We are in love with each other."

"Who are you lie to?" The Demon Tire hid behind him again, "Although I can't get out under the camellia, I still have feelings. I saw a lot of small stones, and it said..."

The privacy was violent, Feng Qingxiu was so angry that he couldn't take care of the punishment. When the black line in his eyes gathered, the sword qi was cut down.

The Demon Tire was even more anxious for a while, and even crawled around, but he was not afraid, occasionally a sword wounded him, and it quickly healed.

Fortunately, Central Continent is vast and sparsely populated...There are not many mortal casualties, but I don't know if it is an illusion, Feng Qingxiu discovered that they avoided the three major strongholds along the way, but ignored the ordinary middle doors.

And the demon is the favorite monk.

Feng Qingxiu was a little weak in this regard. When he met a monk, it was already very difficult for him to restrain his little brother from looking for a monk. There was no way to save the ordinary monks.

But after the monk enters the devil, the damage caused is huge.

He was a little sad.

Although he saved some people along the way, more monks died.

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In a huge valley, the great sacrifice ritual Luo Qingxiao looked at the flying bronze seal and took it indifferently, but his fingers trembled a little at the end, filling up the last small fragment.

The copper piece was completely healed, and writing quickly appeared from time to time.

He breathed a sigh of relief... After so many years, so many causes and effects, so many dead lives, finally, the goal is about to be achieved.

Qiu Yuansheng breathed a sigh of relief next to him: "Congratulations on fulfilling the wish of sacrifice."

He has a joyful expression, without any pretense.

Luo Qingxiao lowered his head and gently rubbed the copper piece, as if lost in thought.

"Then, are we going to open the ancestral mausoleum first?" Qiu Yuansheng asked in a low voice.

"After finishing the work, they will arrive in half a moment," Luo Qingxiao raised his head, "The Seven-Star Sealing Demon Formation has been completed, and it will be done if they attract the demon from that day."

He turned his head and smiled, and another human said: "Right?"

Yang Yuyin looked indifferent: "Yes, my formation, you don't have to doubt it, but if the Kun-Lai disciples you took away lose a hair, have you thought about the consequences?"

"I'm also entrusted by others." Luo Qingxiao smiled lightly, "Isn't it just facing Ayun. It's not the first time."

Immediately, his complexion changed and he drew back and flew back. Almost at the same time, his mana gathered, and he opened and closed with a palm, like a sky splitting.

It was finally slow for a moment.

The cultivator who appeared in front of him just raised his hand, but it was ten times faster. The latter came first, and with a loud bang, the immortal was blasted far away, and a big hole was knocked out in the valley. .

Luo Qingxiao was startled slightly, and couldn't help but touch his beaten left cheek.

Not far away, a white-haired young man in Xuanyi stood still, holding a white silk indifferently, wiping his right hand lightly.

Afterwards, the young man threw off the silk kerchief, raised his head, and said calmly: "That's wrong, this is the first time."