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Chapter 1334 The Grandfather of No Phase

Lin Xuan broke into the Wuxiang Sect in order to seize the Wuxiang Thunder Pearl.

As the supreme magic weapon that is as famous as the "Great Method of Killing Immortals" and is the foundation of Wuxiang Sect, how could Wuxiang Sect give in to you?

The Wuxiang Sect can stand in the southern continent for tens of thousands of years, relying on iron-fisted means and the power of this Wuxiang Thunder Pearl.

Looking at the entire Wuxiang Sect, the strongest one is Meng Liu, the sect leader of the ninth level of Nascent Soul, and there are very few other elders who can break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

Not to mention the goddesses who counted down, these goddesses have probably only the Golden Pill Realm in cultivation. They can cultivate to the fifth and sixth level of Golden Pill like Qingrong before, and can be considered geniuses.

The strength of the entire Wuxiang Sect is not strong, otherwise it would not have been turned upside down by Lin Xuan alone.

But having the formless thunder bead in hand gives the Wuxiang Sect the confidence to not be afraid of any naturally awakened monk.

Even if the cultivation of these monks can be comparable to that of the powerful people of the Wuxiang Sect, they will never be able to compete with the power of the Wuxiang Thunder Pearl.

It can even be said that from some aspects, the Wuxiang Thunder Pearl will be more important to the Wuxiang Sect than the "Immortal Killing Method"! At present, Lin Xuan's strength has already faintly threatened the entire Wuxiang Sect, and anyone with a discerning eye can see clearly. If the situation continues to develop, the blow to the Wuxiang Sect will be devastating.

The reason why the disciples and elders of Wuxiang Sect are so arrogant is because they are backed by Wuxiang Sect, the first sect in the southern continent and the only sect.

They won't watch someone challenge their status.

Flying onto the branches and turning into a phoenix is ​​undoubtedly the vision in everyone's heart, but being beaten down from the branches and turned into a chick is absolutely unacceptable to everyone in Wuxiang Sect.

Lin Xuan in front of him was the one who wanted to knock everyone down from the branch and return to his original form. The disciples and elders of Wuxiang Sect naturally hated him to death.

Everyone knows that as long as Lin Xuan dies, this matter can be solved successfully.

The Wuxiang Sect is still a pearl standing on the southern continent, and they can still be above everyone else.

"Sect Master, please don't hesitate anymore. If you miss the opportunity, you will regret it!"

"Yes, it's best to quickly ask for the formless thunder bead to kill this beast."

"I hope the sect leader should focus on the interests of the sect, cut off his children's personal relationships, and take into account the overall situation..." "Kill this thief and tell the world so that everyone in the world knows that my Wuxiang Sect's divine power!"

All the elders made a suggestion and asked to kill Lin Xuan quickly, hoping to end the farce immediately.

Everyone understands one thing very well: Only when the people who challenge Wuxiang Sect end up incredibly miserable can they shock the world.

This is an iron-fisted method and a skill in power. Only in this way can the resistance of those born awakened monks can be greatly suppressed.

Meng Liu looked at Qingrong with some pain and helplessness. She also knew what she should do now as the leader of Wuxiang Sect.

But she also has compassion. Qingrong is her favorite disciple. She taught her skills step by step, and even intended to be a successor... Looking at her most beloved disciple in front of her, she wants to die with Lin Xuan, how can she do it?

But similarly, as the leader of the Wuxiang Sect, she cannot act with her personal will and feelings. The greater her ability, the greater her responsibility.

The primary task of the leader of the Wuxiang Sect is to maintain the dignity of the Wuxiang Sect.

Now someone can challenge the power of Wuxiang Sect. If she does not completely suppress Lin Xuan, how can she convince the public?

Meng Liu's heart trembled slightly. She took a sudden breath and slowly opened her eyes. Her voice was filled with a lasting trace of retention and endless helplessness. A killing intention was stained with: "Rong'er, I will give you another last chance, so don't be obsessed anymore!"

When she is constantly interrupted, she will suffer from chaos. Meng Liu can cultivate to the ninth level of the Nascent Soul realm with her own talent. How could she not understand this shallow truth?

Qingrong has already caused public anger, and even she can no longer protect her from being fully prepared.

"Master..." Qingrong slowly raised her head from Lin Xuan's arms, looked at Meng Liu with big eyes, and she sighed faintly, "I'm sorry, Master, Rong'er has decided."

"No matter what happened today, Rong'er will face it with Lin Xuan..." "I'm sorry, I've disappointed you..." She looked a little pale, turned her head away, and did not dare to look at the eyes of Master Mengliu.

"Hmph, I'm stubborn, this girl is beyond help!"

"I don't know what kind of ecstasy Lin Xuan gave her, but he actually did such a deviant thing. It's really a misfortune to the master!"

"The sect has worked hard to train her for so many years. Unexpectedly, in just one month, this girl betrayed the master. It turns out that she knows people but not her heart!"

When the disciples and elders of Wuxiang Sect heard Qingrong's words, they were immediately furious, and anger appeared on their faces and glared at her.

Qingrong lowered her head and pretended not to hear these accusations, but Lin Xuan knew that this girl's small and thin body was constantly trembling.

Sure enough, she still couldn't deafen, and these words still deeply hurt her soft heart.

"Don't pay attention to them, they're just jealous of you."

Lin Xuan held her hand and his strength increased slightly so that the girl could feel more warmth.

Qingrong raised her head a little shyly, and asked, "What are they jealous...why are they jealous of me?"

Lin Xuan grinned and showed a white teeth: "Of course I'm jealous of having such an excellent man around you, to protect you!"

"……shameless."

Qingrong's face turned warm, red in half, with a curvaceous curve of happiness on the corner of her mouth. The accusations of the disciples of Wuxiang Sect and the elders around her were no longer concerned at this moment... "Okay, since that's the case, don't blame him for being a master..." Meng Liu slowly breathed a long breath, with a little sadness on her face, but she quickly threw this emotion behind her head, and her eyes flashed with splendor.

"The ancestor is above, and the disciple is the eleventh generation leader of Wuxiang Sect. In order to preserve the reputation of the sect, she invited the supreme treasure today..." She half-kneeled devoutly on the ground, muttering something.

But at this moment, a violent tremor came from the depths of the earth.

Lin Xuan's heart moved and immediately noticed a powerful force, which almost made his pores stand up.

"This breath..." Lin Xuan was not familiar with this breath. He had already experienced it in the body of Yun Chong Zhenren and Jing Wuming. It was the powerful aura of the thunder tribulation! "The Wuying Thunder Pearl is a treasure that has survived three thunder tribulations. Although it is not as good as the Ancient Sword of Zangkong that you asked by Yun Chong to keep, it can be regarded as a supreme magic weapon."

The old demon slowly opened his eyes, with a rare light of excitement in his eyes.

It’s no wonder that this formless thunder bead was originally a magic weapon refined by the old demon. After more than 10,000 years, how could he calm down when he saw this former magic weapon again?

"Old baby, we are finally going to meet again... Humph, it's a pity that things have changed. More than ten thousand years have passed, and there are quite a change!"

The old demon licked his lips.

… “This…how is this possible!”

Wuxiangzong, when he returned to Laixi Cave, Grandma Jinhua looked at the person in front of her, her whole body trembling, and her old eyes could not stop trembling slightly.

The huge stone statue of the master's ancestor was peeled off and collapsed. The one exposed in front of Bai Nuan and Jinhua Grandma was a naked woman sitting cross-legged and facing the sky.

The woman was covered with purple aura, which made people not see clearly. This rich purple aura was the source of the power that scared Bai Nuan.

These purple auras are the magic power of this woman and the familiar thunder disaster breath! The moment she saw this woman, shock and incredible surrender appeared on Grandma Jinhua's face.

She looked at her tremblingly, and said back and forth, just saying: How is this possible... Bai Nuan secretly raised her true energy and looked at the woman up and down for a while. Suddenly, her mind was in a flash, as if she had remembered something.

"This woman... and the portrait of the ancestor in the Wuxiang Temple..." She took a breath, her pupils suddenly shrank, and her eyes widened.

The exquisite appearance of the woman in front of her slowly coincides with the portrait of the Wuxiang Temple in her memory... "She is... the Master Wuxiang, Xuan Shijian?
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