Comprehensive Martial Arts: People in martial arts, inventory of magic

No one expected that there would be such an intrigue between the ancient Fuximen and Patriarch Chen Tuan.

For a while, they all sighed.

While unraveling their doubts, it also made them especially afraid of the ancient Fuximen.

The cultivation base is profound, there are many strong people, and they are all in their heyday, which is scary enough.

But he also knows the secrets of heaven and is good at calculations.

To achieve the goal, use all means.

Hiding in the dark, watching over the world.

Just thinking about it made everyone shudder.

Feel that the world is dangerous everywhere.

Especially the detached people on the first floor are even more restless and anxious.

They are the focus of Fuximen's supervision.

Thinking of, there is a fierce tiger dormant in the world, staring at them all the time, and may jump out at any time to hunt and kill them.

While all the great powers were terrified, they were also filled with righteous indignation, burning with anger, and gnashing their teeth with hatred.

Especially the ancient forces that are at odds with the fairy world, such as Kongsang, Yuren, Yuzu, etc., are even more thorny.

While I was scared, I was also rejoicing.

Fortunately, the descendants of Nuwa asked about the mystery of Fuximen, otherwise, they would have been kept in the dark.

Now that you know the answer, you can take precautions early in the future.

Although their current strength is not as good as that of Fuximen, they were once brilliant after all.

Many methods have been passed down.

At least it can shield Fuximen's perception and prying eyes.

At this moment, they were extremely grateful to the descendants of Nuwa and Lu An.

Especially for the latter.

Once this month's review comes out, Motianya will definitely become a thorn in Fuximen's side.

will attract most of the latter's attention.

Under the ebb and flow, the attention that fell on them was a little less.

However, the most anxious one is the Shushan Sword Sect.

The elder holding the sword and all the disciples in Shushan were worried.

Immediately issued a sound-transmitting flying sword, requesting Master Qingwei to pick it up in person.

The details of the Shushan Sword Sect have been overturned.

The power and influence of the entire first floor are extremely resentful towards Fuximen.

Even the Shushan Sword Sect is regarded as a running dog who acts as a minion and helps the evildoers.

Has become the target of public criticism.

The elder holding the sword understands.

Once they walk out of Motianya, they will be on the verge of life and death.

"Shushan was not born to uphold justice in the world?"

Looking at Xu Changqing who was in a daze, listening to his murmurs.

The elder holding the sword opened his mouth to speak, but the words choked up again, not knowing how to start...  

In the face of the truth, language is particularly pale and powerless.

In the past, when he heard about this for the first time, he felt as if the sky had collapsed, and his behavior was no different from that of Xu Changqing today.

But in the end I still accept it.

He was born and grew up in Shushan, so he naturally planned for Shushan.

Can only walk one way to the dark.

Right now, these disciples can only come out on their own.

"Life is impermanent, and the road is difficult."

"Just treat it as a test this time."

"Whether you can get through it or not is entirely up to you."

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On the white jade platform.

Lu An turned a blind eye to the reactions of the people below.

Simmi doesn't sound that good.

The more shocking the world is, the more expensive it will be.

As for whether this move would bring disaster to Motianya, it attracted the attention of Fuximen.

Lu An wasn't worried.

If there are too many lice, it will not itch, and if there are too many bills, you will not worry.

Motianya has long been in the sight of Fuximen.

Now this is just an extra layer of resentment.

With the recovery of the world, sooner or later, Fuximen will come to him.

There are only two ways to go on Motianya.

Either bow your head and surrender, or fight your way out.

And Lu An doesn't know how to be a fish on the chopping board, he will only go the latter way.

Exposure now is also a rainy day.

Cultivate opponents for Fuximen early.

.........

on the corridor.

Zixuan glanced at Lu An gratefully at 4.7.

He bowed and saluted, and returned to the room.

On the white jade platform.

Lu An withdrew his thoughts and spoke again.

"Question four."

As soon as the words fell, the powers of the first floor suddenly snapped up.

Instead, it made other people watch the excitement.

Soon, the priority was decided, and someone stood up.

on the corridor.

A handsome young man, Zhilan Yushu, stands outstandingly.

He is dressed in ancient costumes, gorgeous and old clothes, majestic and easy-going.

An elegant, noble and divine aura exudes from all over.

This person is Kong Sang Da Neng who came to Motianya this time:

Lord Chonglin.

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Chapter 280 The way out for the Taiyi Protoss, Belief in Conferring the Gods

"Chonglin met Mr. Lu."

Greet politely and salute respectfully.

Shenjun Chonglin went straight to the point and expressed his doubts.

"The heavens and the earth recover, and the avenue reappears."

"The world will usher in a great world of cultivation, recreating the glory of ancient times."

"But the gods are withered, and there is not one in a hundred."

"Although life is long, it is difficult to practice and it is difficult to advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time."

"If it continues like this, even if you can live forever, it will be just a waste that lives forever."

"Therefore, Chong Lin dared to ask Mr. Lu, where is the way out for the Taiyi God Clan?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

Protoss!

This is an endlessly glorious race in ancient times.

Standing in the clouds of the nine heavens, it is above all races.

Dominate the life and death of all spirits, and control the prosperity and decline of all things.

Today, the Protoss has fallen from the altar, and it is not as good as it used to be.

It can't help but make everyone feel embarrassed.

There is no race that lasts forever.

What is today for the Protoss is not the tomorrow for the Human Race (Witch Race, Merman Race).

At the same time, they are also very curious.

Is there any way to make the Protoss regroup and make a comeback.

on the corridor.

Shenjun Chonglin stared at Lu An intently, his palms sweating nervously.

The recovery of the world this time is different from the beginning of ancient times.

Especially unfavorable to the Protoss.

After all, the ten thousand races at that time generally had a long lifespan and practiced slowly.

It takes tens of thousands of years of practice to ascend to a high position.

Achieving a rare power in the world.

But now it's different.

Whether it is a human race or a mermaid race, the speed of practice is much higher than that of the god race.

After an era of accumulation, the human race prospered while the god race withered.

However, Kong Sang was at odds with Immortal World.

The Protoss was in a dire situation and had to seek a way out.

Shenjun Chonglin desperately hopes that this omniscient Mr. Lu can give advice to the Taiyi God Clan.

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On the white jade platform.

Lu An would not refuse.

Under the attention of everyone, he opened his mouth to answer questions.

"The Protoss is a race born with the luck of heaven and earth."