Infinite Sims

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"Who is so bold?"

"Which one is not a man of great height and earth?"

"Those who are stunned, shouldn't they think that the leader and deputy leader of the Immortal League are here, and they can catch it all in one go, right?"

When everyone in the battlefield heard the sudden sound, many people couldn't help but ridicule.

There were nearly 30% of the Golden Core monks in the Fairy League, and Lingshan was built by the Fairy League with countless manpower and material resources.

The time and place are favorable and the people are harmonious.

Those rebel forces that hide from Tibet like snakes and rats come here only to find their way.

"The voice... seems familiar."

Jiang Ren looked up at the blue and white sky, lost in thought.

Liu Houde on the side looked calm, turned his head to look at Jiang Ren, and asked, "Does Brother Aotian also think that the voice that provoked the Lord of the Immortal Alliance is overwhelming?"

Jiang Ren smiled: "No, I think the other party is very sure."

Liu Houde's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Brother Aotian have any opinions?"

"The Immortal League has ruled the world for nearly a hundred years, and the rebellious forces have never been cut off, but the brave and innocent people have long been turned into dead bones. Since the existing rebel forces dared to take action, it proves that they are fully prepared."

Jiang Ren raised his hand and stroked his sword: "So, I am very optimistic about them."

In this world where life can be prolonged through practice, even if time cannot make a qualitative breakthrough in the mind, at least it can prevent people from being too stupid, knowing that the trap still has to step into it.

More importantly, Jiang Ren had already figured out who the owner of that voice was.

"No dust, come and die!"

The sound just now sounded again, compared to the misty, illusory and unreal feeling just now, this time it was as if it sounded in the sky.

"Look, heaven!"

Someone in the battlefield exclaimed, and thousands of people all looked up.

I saw a woman in Tsing Yi standing in the air.

Within a thousand meters of her surroundings, there are dozens of monks with terrifying aura, and the faint fluctuations of spiritual power that emanates from that are obviously all great monks in the Golden Core Realm.

"Amitabha."

Wuchen saw the woman in Tsing Yi, clasped her hands together: "Don't come here without problems, Donor Zhao."

"The 100-year period has come. Today I am here to take your life. Do you have a last word?"

Zhao Qingyue's face was cold, and her attractive eyes carried a strong killing intent.

A cyan long sword was quietly suspended in front of her.

The powerful aura emanating from it caused many monks below to change their expressions.

"Zhao Qingyue! She is Zhao Qingyue!"

"Dare to ask who Zhao Qingyue is? Is it amazing?"

"Elder Xuantianzong, the leader of the Liulizhou Taoist Sect! The first person in the world a hundred years ago! The strongest sword repairman in nearly a thousand years!"

"Why, such a horrible person, why didn't the slightest deeds come out?"

"She is not a member of the Immortal League, and it is normal for her deeds not to be revealed, and she has made a promise that she will not go out of the mountain for a hundred years, so she is rarely known."

"Calculating the time, the one-hundred-year agreement ended just a few days ago."

The monks in the battlefield were whispering, thinking that it was a rebellious force that was overwhelmingly capable, but it turned out to be the strongest sword repairman who hadn't been out of the mountain for a hundred years, and came out with dozens of hidden Golden Core monks.

This time, I am afraid that the fairy league is in danger.

"Bad me good!"

Qin Tianyu looked at the golden core monks in the sky with a gloomy expression, knowing that this gambling battle would not go on.

"It turned out to be so."

At this moment, Nie Xian'er finally knew why Shizun would not care about her being threatened, and even let her tolerate it.

"Maybe Master is not because he doesn't like me, but because of today's scene."

"However, after all, I am just a chess piece, an important and unimportant chess piece."

Nie Xian'er smiled bitterly. If Master was willing to tell her today's plan, she would definitely not refuse, but she didn't...

At this moment, she sensed that someone came behind her, and she just wanted to do it, and then stopped after feeling the familiar breath.

"Xian'er, be careful!"

The person here is Liu Zirou.

She stood next to Nie Xian'er, calling out several magic weapons to defend herself, and watching the monks in the surrounding stands vigilantly.

Xian'er's master shot the Immortal League, it means that she has torn her skin, as Zhao Qingyue's disciple, she is no longer safe, and must be careful when someone shot her.

As for his identity as a Mr. Misty Academy and a half of the Immortal League, Liu Zirou didn't care. The reason why he came here as Mr. was just to protect Nie Xian'er.

"It seems that things are getting interesting."

Jiang Ren smiled, and he felt that today was the right time.

Although Nie Xian'er doesn't seem to need him to save him, she can see a big show.

"Brother Aotian, take the next step first."

Liu Houde held up his chest, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, a powerful spiritual force radiated from the inside out.

"?"

Jiang Ren was about to ask, but Liu Houde rose into the sky.

In the entire battlefield, dozens of figures quickly lifted into the sky at the same time.

The aura flashed in the aisles, and instantly enveloped the sky above the battlefield, trapping Zhao Qingyue and dozens of golden core cultivators around her.

"Fairy League cultivator, it's expected."

Regarding this, Jiang Ren was not surprised.

Obviously, Zhao Qingyue's plan was already well known by the Immortal League, and even set a trap, waiting for her to throw herself into the net, and the outcome seemed to have been divided.

but.

Reminiscent of Liu Houde's views on Qin Tianyu, Jiang Ren felt that the matter should not be so simple to end.

"Wonder!"

Just now, I was silent and hopeless, and laughed at this moment: "You think your whereabouts are very secretive, but in fact, you have been under the control of my fairy alliance. Now you are even more trapped by our Lingshan formation, and I don’t know what to do. What do you think?"

"Amitabha."

Wuchen chanted the Buddha's name and closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to see the next scene.

When the surrounding cultivators saw this, many people's suspended hearts were relieved.

Among these people, most of them are students from the Misty Academy of the Fairy League, and the rest are also deeply connected with the Fairy League, so naturally they don't want to see the Fairy League defeated.

Unexpectedly.

Facing the formation that trapped him, neither Zhao Qingyue nor the Golden Core monk who was with her had no fear.

Zhao Qingyue looked desperate even more, and her face was disdainful: "The generation of ants are also worthy to talk to the deity?!"

"You demon..."

Wuyu's face turned black, and just as he spoke, he saw an unexpected change.

Suddenly half of the Jindan monks of the Immortal Alliance who surrounded Zhao Qingyue and others rebelled and attacked the other half of their unsuspecting colleagues.

And the formation of the trapped people instantly lost its effect, and dozens of cultivators inside also killed the Immortal League.

In an instant, blood spilled into the sky.

The corpse of a golden core monk fell into the battlefield below, causing waves of panic and screams.

However, the killing was over after ten minutes of interest.

All the Golden Core cultivators who were loyal to the Immortal League were killed, leaving only the cultivators brought by Zhao Qingyue and the cultivators who had just rebelled.

"Why... why there are so many traitors in our fairy league..."

The hopelessness, who was still holding the winning ticket a moment ago, is now full of panic and anxiety.

He couldn't figure out why the good situation suddenly developed into this look.

At this moment.

Among the thousands of people below, the mood was like a roller coaster, and most of them fell into panic again.

The golden core monks in the sky cast their eyes on Wuyu and the high-levels of the immortal alliance.

"No desire, you are squandering lives, corrupting the law, forming parties for private gains, causing millions of ordinary families to be broken, and countless people displaced. Can you be convicted?"

"Wuchen, as the lord of the immortal alliance, you want your subordinates to be domineering... Are you convicted?"

"Qin Tianyu, you have committed an unnecessarily sinful crime..."

One by one name and one crime after another.

Wuyu, Qin Tianyu, and a dozen high-ranking immortal alliances only felt that with the announcement of each of the crimes, they had fallen into the state of nine deaths.

"Pursuing power for personal gain? No crime? Is this true?"

Thousands of people around, originally thought that Zhao Qingyue and others were despicable and shameless, but now they vaguely feel that Xian Meng is the shameless and shameless party.

Otherwise, why are there so many golden cores who are in high positions in the Immortal League, choosing to rebel against the Immortal League?

"go!"

After all the voices fell, Zhao Qingyue stretched out his left hand and pointed to Wuchen, who closed his eyes.

A sword sounded.

I saw the flying sword in front of Zhao Qingyue, instantly transforming into ten thousand avatars.

The sword light flickered, and thousands of sword shadows came out together, mixed with the sound of violent wind and thunder, and with the invincible power, they attacked the seemingly defenseless dust-free.

"The law does not invade me."

Just when Jianguang was about to touch Wuchen, Wuchen opened his eyes instantly.

The golden light suddenly appeared, and a dazzling golden wheel was formed behind him, and the whole person seemed to resemble the Buddha again and again, exuding an aura of compassion and majesty.

The moment the flying sword touched the golden light, it cracked, shattered, and turned into a little bit of aura and dissipated.

But in the blink of an eye, all the sword light disappeared.

"Wu Chen, your life is dead, do you still want to fight for a glimmer of life?"

Zhao Qingyue's expression remained unchanged, and there was a sharp chill in Wuchen's eyes.

"Donor Zhao's words are bad."

Wuchen shook his head slightly: "The poor monk has never been in a crisis, so how can I fight for a ray of life."

Hearing these words, Wuyu and the remaining senior leaders of the Immortal League all had their eyes brightened.

Wuchen had already delegated his power to the Immortal League leader no longer, but no one would think that his power was sufficient, so many of them had the idea of ​​uniting and overthrowing Wuchen.

In the end, the reason for giving up, apart from considering the stability of Xianmeng, the biggest reason is that it is not clear how strong Wuchen is.

Judging from his words.

There must be a back-up player left, and others may not have to die.

"I believe you must have a back hand, but no matter what the back hand, I can't stop me from taking your life!"

Zhao Qingyue smiled coldly, the cyan long sword trembling slightly.

A frightening and violent aura emerged from the sword, and fierce sword intent continuously flashed around.

"Donor Zhao, do you remember a word the poor monk said?"

Wuchen looked at Zhao Qingyue, with a relaxed look on his face: "When the poor monk forced you to make a 100-year agreement, he promised that the establishment of the immortal alliance was for the common people of the world. Now that the poor monk has come to fulfill his promise after a hundred years. NS."

Zhao Qingyue curled her eyebrows slightly.

Just as he was about to blast his natal spirit sword, he found that the spiritual power operation suddenly stopped for a moment.

Before she could check what was going on, Lingshan suddenly shook, and countless beasts rushed around~www.wuxiamtl.com~ countless birds flew up from the forest.

A series of formations aura emerged from Lingshan.

At the top of the mountain hall at the top of Lingshan, a huge golden beam of light rose out of thin air and plunged straight into the sky.

at the same time.

All the cultivators on Lingshan felt that the speed of their spiritual power was obviously slow.

The impact of this trace is full range.

It is equivalent to a bit slower in casting spells, a bit slower in manipulating magical weapons, and slower speed in practice.

"The worst result..."

Jiang Ren felt the change of spiritual power in his sword, and for the first time a solemn color appeared on his face.

From today, the world may turn to another unknown road.

A road that is not good or bad.

The only thing we can know is that on that path, the practitioner will no longer be the protagonist of the world.