"Bang!"

The two ancient patterns talisman lights were slapped together, bursting out with amazing power, and the space swayed, scattering waves in the shape of ripples.

When he arrived at the man holding a gun, the man did not move at all, shook hands and fists to block the air, and a strange "Saint" character shadow roared out behind him.

"Dao Holy Pattern!"

"Is it an ancient pattern master?" Everyone was shocked.

Ghost face seemed to be very satisfied with the effect he caused. His cold and arrogant eyes looked around the audience, and finally fell on Ci Yue and the master of gun control. He swears: "It seems that it is still difficult to think about the remains of the Great Lord, but..."

He changed his tone and glared at Beiqi and Wan Xiaohai and said, "It can reduce some trouble."

After saying that, he said to the two in an orderly tone: "The Emperor Soul Clan is doing business here, and you and the two of you are backing down quickly."

"Imperial Soul Clan? Ancient Sect Clan?"

Beiqi and Wan Xiaohai's faces twitched at the same time, and Lu Chen was also stunned. Lu Chen only knew that the ancient clan was extremely powerful, but he didn't know how powerful it was. However, today, when he saw that the clan casually sent out masters who condensed ancient patterns, Lu Chen had to be careful to be wary.

Northern Qi and Wan Xiaohai looked at each other and saw the meaning of resentment in their respective eyes. Both of them wanted to reject the remains of the Great Lord as existing, but they were not afraid to oppose the clan, so they didn't know what to do for a while.

"What? Didn't you hear what I said?" A haze appeared on Jiugui's face.

Northern Qi was so scared that he took several steps back. No matter how brave he was, he would not dare to go against his clan.

"Yes, senior, let's leave now."

"You?" Jiugui smiled indifferently. For some reason, Lu Chen suddenly noticed a trace of ominous atmosphere.

Sure enough, just as Jiugui asked, his body rushed to Beiqi at an extremely fast speed. Beiqi was shocked and was about to raise his hand to slap Jiugui, but he saw Jiugui glaring at his eyes and shouting: "Do you dare?"

"I……"

The dark and humble snarling shocked Beiqi. The gray fairy aura on the surface of Jiugui's body was as thick as armor. His face almost hit Beiqi's face. His sinister and fierce murderous intent continued to increase. Beiqi did not fall down. Suddenly, Jiugui smiled and suddenly stretched out his right hand and slapped the Tianling cover of Beiqi with one claw.

Being caught off guard, Beiqi had no power to fight back. In fact, if he hadn't been afraid of the identity of the Nine Ghosts, even if he had exceeded thousands of moves of Nine Ghosts, he might not have been able to defeat Beiqi. However, it was the skill of losing his mind that made the powerful Nine Ghosts succeed.

The terrifying soul aura instantly filled the entire spiritual consciousness of Northern Qi. The Nine Ghosts quickly retreated with one blow, as if they had consumed a lot of power and were panting. He hurriedly took out a pill and swallowed it into his stomach. A little light flashed across his chest, and he recovered from the seventy-seven-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight-eight

Everyone didn't know what the Nine Ghosts were going to do, but immediately, Beiqi's eyes glared out, and they could really glar. The bloody eyes exploded, turning them into an eyeless blind man.

Not knowing what happened, Beiqi didn't know how to fight back when his eyes were destroyed. He hugged his head and cried out in pain. After a few breaths, he stopped. However, at this time, Beiqi stood behind Jiugui with his head hanging down and trembling all over.

"Hehe, that's OK. We have two people. The remains of the Great Lord should be ours." Jiugui smiled coldly. Only then did people realize that he had only used a short period of time to turn the famous Northern Qi God King into a puppet.

The man holding the gun laughed and said, "Nine Ghosts, just a meat puppet, I just want to block my Yong Kui. You think it's not Luo Yao Cave. Besides, you haven't arrived yet, are you so sure?"

Luo Yao Cave is also a branch of the ancient sect.

Ci Yue chanted the scriptures with Shi Song. After a while, he looked at the crowd and whistled loudly: "Shengyang Palace, fellow Taoist Chen Jue, don't be fine."

Jiugui's face changed suddenly. He squinted his eyes and looked at Ci Yue's gaze. In a moment, a short-haired monk wearing blue armor flew out of the crowd.

Yong Kui simply sat on the cloud, inserted the big gun with the tiger lion's head into the cloud, grinned and said with a big mouth: "Zuo Junxie, don't hide it."

The monks of the Eight Cities who were watching and masters from all over the world felt that their eyes were not enough. When the masters walked out of the crowd, the momentum brought out by the masters was extremely terrifying, and even the lords of the Eight Cities they were afraid of were not as good as those of them.

Finally, the monk with medium-sized black robe was walking out. The monk with a strong demon was carrying a bamboo basket on his back and half bent over. There were a few cold-like objects in the bamboo basket making a whirring sound, which sounded like some kind of magic weapon.

Feeling this strong demonic energy, Lu Chen first intuitively thought that this person might be from the Yama Palace. The reason why he was so sure was that this person's surname was "Zuo".

"Sacred Yang Palace, Yan Mo Palace, Emperor Soul Clan, Luo Yao Cave, what kind of monk is that monk?" Lu Chen thought, and with his voice and expression still, he retreated vaguely.

"Boy, don't try to run away, take out the remains of the Great Lord." Jiugui discovered Lu Chen's actions very quickly.

Chen Jue from the Holy Yang Palace walked out, turned a blind eye to everyone, but looked at Lu Chen and said, "My friend Lu, can you return it after taking my Holy Yang Palace?"

"Ro?" Lu Chen listened and soon remembered the tyrant Lei Gu. If he had changed at this time, he could have fewer opponents. Lu Chen was willing to do so. The key is that the spirit of the Eternal Artifact Creation Classic could not be vomited out unless it was made into a real spiritual treasure.

He rolled his eyes in disbelief and said, "What else? I don't understand."

"Stop pretending, you took the soul of the Tyrant Thunder Drum and handed it over to me."

Chen Jue reached out his hand with anger, and he wanted to fight with each other with a disagreement. In fact, Lu Chen cannot blame him. The news about Hongmeng Spirit Treasure was first spread by Ren Yu. This was a sensation. Many people were thinking about the remains of the Great Lord, but they were also thinking about this treasure. Fortunately, Ren Yu was not so crazy that he had spread the news that the Tyrant Thunder Drum was Hongmeng Spirit Treasure, otherwise the Holy Yang Palace would have been in a mess.

"Huh? You guys have a lot of treasures." Jiugui smiled in surprise, with a greedy light flashing in his eyes.

Chen Jue glared at Jiugui and shouted, "Nine Ghosts, please stop causing trouble here. Let me tell you that this time I only want to take back the tyrant thunder drum and have no interest in the remains of the Great Lord. I don't care what you do. Let this kid hand over the tyrant thunder drum first."

After Chen Jue finished speaking, the giant sword beside him rushed towards Lu Chen and stabbed without any mercy.

Chen Jue said he would do it, and Jiugui and others were shocked. They didn't care about Lu Chen's life and death, but the belonging of the remains of the Great Lord.

At the same time, monks from the five major sects rushed towards Lu Chen.

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ps: I've been tired for a day, so let me rest for a night, get up tomorrow and fight with all my strength. The trial officially starts.
Chapter completed!