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Chapter 65: Master Chief

When the elder of the sword shouted to enter the third level of Xuan divine power realm, a thousand people stepped forward.

The shouting stopped at the realm of divine power, and there were about 500 people standing in the square. They were all useless people whose cultivation level had not reached the standard of the third level of divine power.

Damn~

I was so confused by that momentum that I should pretend to be those idle guys who have entered the second level of Xuan first level.

More than 20,000 disciples stood quietly on the stairs, and the crowd was silent, and a cloud of wind and storm was about to come enveloped the entire square.

squeak—ah—

At the end of the stairs, the two main doors in the center of the Giant Spirit Hall suddenly opened.

Then a majestic cold snorted, and a bang came from the hall, hitting everyone's eardrums hard.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Just as the disciples were looking towards the hall, five black air surged into the sky, like a swine piercing through the sky.

A voice from Lang Lang came from the sky: "He Xuanyun, if you are unfair, don't blame our Yinsha Sect."

Generally speaking, even if the people from Yuhua Sect, one of the Three Immortal Sects, will not rise from the sky above the main hall. This is like trampling the other sect on the soles of the feet and spitting on the faces, it is too disrespectful to the head and all the disciples.

This shows how unscrupulous the five ancestors acted.

It is rare that the elders of the Giant Spirit Sect have no indication at all.

This made the disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect who were eating dust curse these five old macaques. The irritable people not only scolded the head of Yinsha Sect for not clamping the crotch of the pants, but also exposed the five birds, but also scolded the guys in Yinsha Sect as a bunch of cheap bones covered with human skin - they were ungrateful.

Along the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, a middle-aged man with a peaceful demeanor and a bookish body seemed to be full of books.

The crowd suddenly silenced, locking the person with his eyes firmly.

Then, the crowd became restless, and the old disciples with white hair and beard in the front row were whispering excitedly, constantly muttering the word "Zheng".

He Xuanyun, the contemporary leader of Juling Sect.

He had black hair, a rosy and fair face, and looked like an ordinary rich man. But if you look closely, you will find that there is a powerful aura that has experienced countless vicissitudes and remains unchanged from time to time.

He Xuanyun stood on the stairs and looked around with a smile. The female disciples on the steps in front of the hall actually covered their mouths and screamed in a low voice.

"Not long ago, in the hall, several ancestors of Yinsha Sect questioned me." He Xuanyun's voice was as warm as the spring breeze: "They said, your senior sister He Jingjing killed their true disciple Quan Zuiyue."

"Several ancestors asked me to hand over He Jingjing. If I don't follow, the nine green-robed ancestors of Yinsha Sect will come to take He Jingjing away in person."

The crowd was like water, and He Xuanyun's words were like a huge rock thrown into the water, immediately stimulating countless waves.

Who doesn’t know his senior sister He Jingjing?

That is the fairy in their minds, who can only admire and not be blasphemous.

Yinsha Sect wants to take his senior sister away?

In an instant, countless evil fires rushed to the foreheads of these disciples. Cao You Niang Yinsha Sect, if you want to trouble your senior sister, you have to pass your grandpa's level first.

"Do you... know how I went back to Yinsha Sect?" He Xuanyun raised his hand and pressed the restless crowd, then smiled, smiling happily: "I tell them that the nine ancestors of Yinsha Sect... If you can't take He Jingjing away, then you are the grandsons of everyone in our Juling Sect."

More than 20,000 outer disciples were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter all day long.

Being the grandfather of nine green robe ancestors - very good, very powerful.

He Xuanyun's eyes were stern: "Your senior sister, my daughter. It was for the prosperity of the entire sect that she killed the true disciples of Yinsha Sect. Now Yinsha Sect is bullying us, should we give them a look?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

More than 20,000 outer disciples were like thunder thunder thunder, shaking the nine heavens.

"We found a crystal fire iron ore in Yutuo Mountain in Huangyu County."

"Now Yinsha Sect is going to compete with us for this mine. Will we let it go?"

"Cao Feng Yinsha Sect!" Ye Xidong and Ye Xibei, the two brothers who are not well-educated, took the lead in shouting the slogan of Zhentian.

"Cao Feng Yinsha Sect!"

The disciples below were all red in their eyes, and even Su Xiang, who usually claimed to be a gentleman, jumped up and cursed.

"All the disciples obey the order."

More than 20,000 disciples spoke in unison: "Here!"

"Target Yutuo Mountain, we will hollow out all the crystal fire iron ore. Let the Juling Sect's strength be higher and trample Yinsha Sect under our feet."

"Stamp Yinsha Sect hard under your feet!"

Ye Qing was so impressed by the head He Xuanyun that he was so impressed that he would not talk about long-term discussions or mysterious things. He could mobilize the disciples' passion in just a few words.

Now even Ye Qing has the urge to tear Yinsha Sect into pieces and throw it into pieces in his mouth and chew it.

But soon the impulse was extinguished because the sword-wielding elder Wang came to the east and sent him to mine...

Entering the third level of Xuan to the fifth level of Xuan, a total of 10,000 people went to Yutuo Mountain to mine...

Outer disciples at higher levels are responsible for the periphery guarding and transporting crystal fire iron ore.

As for those 500 outer disciples who had not even reached the third level of Xuan, they were even more miserable. They had to serve as several positions and be responsible for other business careers in the sect.

Just mining, Ye Qing couldn't stand it. He could only follow the crowd and gather on the grassland.

Outside the grassland, there were dark horses that were endless to see, and they were tapping on the horse's hooves and sneezing, and the white mist covered the boss.

Stepping on the snow, black hair, one zhang black, lion hunting, thunder, jade lion, thunder, rolling dragon chase...

If Bo Le is here, he will die happily and live happily again.

Because any horse here, pulled out and threw it on the horse market, can cause a sensation among the rich. Now there are tens of thousands of precious blood-born foals that are hard to find for a hundred gold coins, and these foals are obviously raised by experts. Every horse is so obedient.

It is true that white jade makes a horse for the hall.

Just from these horses on the grassland, you can understand how terrifying the foundation of the Giant Spirit Sect is.

One person, one horse, you can choose.

Then thousands of troops gathered together a torrent of clouds, which could cut off rivers and displace mountains.

Above the torrent swept in Yuntun, the elder Wang, who held the sword, came to the east to control the wind, leading more than 20,000 outer disciples to kill Yutuo Mountain.

These treasure horses say that walking thousands of miles a day is a bit exaggerated, but walking eight hundred miles a day is really without any moisture. The Juling Sect also has a great road dedicated to the outside world for the disciples to walk on.

Everyone on the horse was extremely physically strong. After five hours of rushing, when the moon was on the storm, they bypassed the Yellow Fish County city from afar and reached the foot of Yutuo Mountain.

The Qiankun Cloud Boat, which represents the will of the Giant Spirit Sect in the sky, still floats on the top of the mountain. He Jingjing also brought a few inner disciples to greet him.
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