Text] Chapter 225: The ancestor of the Illusion Sword Sect

Hong Feng was thinking about the power of it, and Lan Tian and others did not stare blankly. Regg Xueyue and others were all called to hold an emergency meeting. The hall was solemn, and the atmosphere was very depressing, and even the air seemed to have frozen.

Lantian sat in the upper position with sadness. Since the Fusang Sect has lost its qualification to survive and dared to surround the Fantasy Sword Sect, it can only be instructed by Zixiao Sect. Such a simple logic of Lantian can still understand, which is also the reason why Lantian is worried.

\u2o1oys, what do you say? Lantian asked after a moment of silence. What they mean is the sect that is always aligned with the Fantasy Sword Sect. Now Lantian must strive for all the strength it can win, and then say it after this time.

\u2o1oys were unable to help the Phantom Sword Sect because the head of the sect was in poor health. Regg said.

After all, this is the matter of the Fantasy Sword Sect. Lan Tian said lightly. She had already seen through the real helper. She said it well in the past and it was unreliable when it came to a critical moment. It would be expected not to help the Fantasy Sword Sect survive this disaster.

Blood Moon Link didn't know what to say. Now he could only rely on himself, but the foundation of the Fantasy Sword Sect is ultimately closed to Fusang Sect. I won't say anything about the Earth-level ninjas. The key is that Fusang Sect is now in power, so naturally someone is a cannon fodder for the ys.

Lan Tian narrowed his eyes slightly and was thinking about something. Everyone was trying hard to think about what awesome friends he had to help. At this time, everyone thought that he had an apprentice who was from a big family, so that there would be no need to be such a trouble.

The Fantasy Sword Sect is not as good as the Fusang Sect, but it is not a poor beggar. After thinking about it, Lan Tian gritted his teeth and planned to ask his ancestors to help him. Several deacons also thought of asking his ancestors to help the Fantasy Sword Sect overcome this level.

Xue Yue and others were not yet in the Fantasy Sword Sect. They thought Deacon Lantian had made a very important decision, which was to burn his boats! For a moment, Xue Yue and others also had a decisive look on their faces, which made the hall seal more solemn.

Lantian waved his hand and asked everyone to retreat, and went to the highest level forbidden area of ​​the Fantasy Sword Sect alone. When he came to Lantian, the back mountain of the Fantasy Sword Sect, he plunged into it. Through the misty forest, Lantian kept avoiding the natural trap of Yixiao, which were all used by the ancestors to catch small animals.

After traveling nine hundred meters, Lantian came to a small mountain. This is where the ancestors of the Fantasy Sword Sect were meditating. Generally, the sects of the Fantasy Sword Sect will never see their ancestors three times in their lifetime. Otherwise, the Fantasy Sword Sect would have died, but Li Luo came from.

I took out the jade plaque of Lantian, the leader of the Fantasy Sword Sect, and placed it in a small grid on the right side of the mountain. With a click, the stone door seemed to have been completely torn apart, and a crack appeared. After shaking off a lot of moss and soil, a stone door that was one person wide appeared.

After Lantian walked in, the stone gate closed again. Behind the stone gate was a dark and dark tunnel. The originally dark tunnel lit up a light in front of Lanyi every step he took. It seemed that it was still voice-controlled.

This pass is about a thousand pieces. Lantian has reached the end in three seconds, facing another stone gate. This time, Lantian Meiyu took out some jade tokens, but knelt on the ground and chanted ancient language very devoutly.

A pattern gradually appeared on the stone gate. The pattern did not follow the original track, but changed with Lantian's language. The pattern was drawn on it, which was the formation of the Fusang Sect and the Fantasy Sword Sect. When Lantian finished talking, the pattern formed a painting.

After a dripping blood, he left attacking and as long as he put things on the stone gate, the ancestors would cicadas. There was no need to beg for nothing here. Lantian slowly retreated step by step, and gave a breath in his heart.

Looking at the disciples of the Fantasy Sword Sect who were nervous and tight in their bodies, Link's mouth was a little dry and didn't know what to say. People like Link's IQ was definitely not low. It's hard to say whether they could check the battle alone. These angry young people could be so excited.

Xueyue had the same expression as that of the disciples of the Fantasy Sword Sect. Link was already afraid that Y no longer believed that the Fantasy Sword Sect could survive this time, so Y regarded this nervousness that was nervous before the battle as fear, and his heart gradually began to become afraid.

Link, what's wrong with you? Reg said in a muffled voice.

No, no, nothing Link looked at Reg with a little dodging. Link was wondering if he wanted to find a way out. The Fantasy Sword Sect would be defeated and he would quickly leave and surrender to the Fusang Sect. Link made up his mind and would join the Fusang Sect if he had the chance.

You go down early to rest, and the Blood Moon will probably start tomorrow. Xue Yue said. In fact, what Xue Yue thought of Hong Feng at the beginning was Hong Feng, the killing god. In Xue Yue's impression, Hong Feng seemed to be an omnipotent disciple. Even if Xue Yue was seen, he did not notice it at all. Of course, he could do everything.

Link took his apprentice down little by little, and his apprentice also rolled his eyes and followed. Xue Yue was also tired, so she said to Reg and went back. Reg took his eldest apprentice to give those courage.

Returning to Hong Feng's sight, Hong Feng's current strength is at the peak of the Nine Turns of the Heavenly Master, and as long as he has enough insights into the power of space, he can advance to the Heavenly Spirit in one second. With Hong Feng's current strength and the cover of the Illusion Sword Sect, he can definitely kill seven in seven out of the Fusang Sect.

Hong Feng was not idle and kept in touch with the Mingzong Liuli Sect. Although Lantian could not speak of the Liuli Sect, Mingzong owed Hong Feng a huge favor, and Mingzong would definitely let the Liuli Sect cooperate obediently.

The main force of the Ming Sect was to swallow the territory of the Jiyuan Sect, so Ming Sect could only join forces with the allies of Ming Sect to extract some of them to help the Fantasy Sword Sect. Hong Feng touched his chin, and the Zixiao Sect could only rely on his prestige to allow Fusang Sect to occupy an absolute advantage. This power of Ming Sect seems to have no effect.

Doesn't work? Hong Feng thought about it carefully. After a while, Hong Feng told Fang Yu that there could be fewer people but must be elites. Fang Yu replied affirmatively that he was definitely elites. Hong Feng nodded and had few troops, so he could only use surprise soldiers to decide the war.

Hong Feng closed the shadow bead and stretched. Liluo walked over to help Hong Feng pinch his shoulders tactfully. Hong Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at Liluo's chest and pulled it. The two little white rabbits jumped out, raised their heads and Hong Feng took the little white rabbit in his mouth.

Liluo moaned, and then she continued to pinch her shoulders with a numb feeling. Liluo didn't notice a hint of sneer on the corner of Hong Feng's mouth. Hong Feng reached out and pressed his hands on Liluo's buttocks, and Hong Feng's fingers inserted into it, and Liluo's pupils suddenly magnified.

Outside the Fantasy Sword Sect, a white general tent is located outside the encirclement of the Fusang Sect. Inside is the leader of the Fusang Sect, Sakai Yuan and his fence-headed leader. Sakai Yuan looked at the dozens of sect leaders and smiled flatteringly, feeling extremely proud, as if he had found the scenery of his ancestors.

The leader of Sakai Sect, A-Godjin Sect, has always been loyal to Fusang Sect, and has forgotten not to forget A-Shoulder Sect in the future. This is a little bit of thought. Please accept the leader of the Dragon Support Sect and say that if you don’t have a chance, you won’t mention the name.

Well, Sakai Gen almost made a sound with his nose. The um was like giving the Great Jin Sect a great face. He looked at the eyes and didn't want the gift to throw it into a small hill, where everything was full of thought.

The Okinawa Sect was not annoyed and still smiled. The other dragon support sects also fought in this way. Sakai Gen seemed tired, and waved his hand and directly drank everyone, hugged a handsome little lady and placed it on the big table. When he took off his clothes, he started to make a roar.
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