The words in the jade slip made Jiang Liu even more confused. He narrowed his eyes and then said with a chuckle.

"The Master Nangong, so generous, makes me feel a little flattered!"

Join forces to expel Gan Yang Sect and then send him the Hongmeng fortune of the Great Wilderness Mountain. There is no reason for this, and even a fool will not believe it.

Since the other party said that Hongmeng’s fortune is precious, how can such a treasure be let go easily? Isn’t this a big deal of the world?

"Of course, there is no need to give such a big gift to Master Jiang."

Sure enough, Nangong Taihuang's voice came over the next second.

Jiang Liu nodded, it was normal. He asked with a faint smile: "What do you want from Master Nangong?"

"Family fate from the Master Jiang and Dahuang Sword Sect!"

In the palace of the Dahuang Immortal Sect, Nangong Taihuang stroked a pair of jade beads in his hand and said in a calm voice.

That day, the meteorite fell from the sky, and the masters of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, and then the ghost soldiers used the passage. The giant standing tall and earth showed that there was an incredible existence in this sect.

A sect with such a strong man has a deep foundation and cannot be easily offended. Once provoked, it may even cause trouble to the headquarters sect behind him.

Nangong Taihuang naturally dared not underestimate or ignore this. After contacting the sect in person, the headquarters also made a decision.

Such an expert must be close to him, not to be an enemy.

The other party lived in the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, which must be for the fortune of the Great Wilderness Mountain. With such a person in the mountains, Nangong Taihuang's mission could no longer be completed.

It is better to assist the other party and seize the rule of the Great Wilderness Mountain, and give up the fortune of Hongmeng in the name of giving it to you.

Although luck is important, it is just a icing on the cake for sects like Dahuang Immortal Sect. The god of luck has long been born in the general sect, suppressing the peace of the sect in all directions.

This is why the previous conversation was just around the corner.

“Is it just that simple?”

Jiang Liu asked softly.

"It's that simple, but before that, Nangong had another request."

In the jade slip, Nangong Taihuang's voice came again.

"Please say it."

Facing the person who took the initiative to join him, Jiang Liu had a good attitude. This was the first time that he had made the first move, proving that the other party had a good vision.

"The elder of the sect, I hope that the master of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect can take action once."

Nangong Taihuang said intently, he felt a little nervous and nervous.

As for his identity, he was a bit overwhelming and rude, but there was nothing he could do. Although some elders of the sect would not doubt the news, some of them were questioning.

There are really such powerful people in the Great Wilderness Mountains? They fight from a distance and shatter meteorites in a flash of their fingers. All kinds of methods are like myths.

They need to test, otherwise, how could a lucky fortune be willing to give up making wedding dresses for others? Such a treasure can even create an unparalleled sect again.

"oh?"

Jiang Liu narrowed his eyes and he understood.

Everything was for him. After several attempts, the Dahuang Immortal Sect discovered it and was afraid of it. At this time, it was just confirmed that the Sword Sect does have such power.

"Yes, if you want to test, the elders of Nangong's sect can come to our sect in person."

Jiang Liu said lightly.

"Then thank you, Master Jiang."

Nangong Taihuang breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party has such confidence to agree, which also means that the Great Wilderness Sword Sect does have a foundation, and that powerful people also have deep connections with this rising sect.

Otherwise, how could such an expert take action easily?

"when?"

Jiang Liu asked again.

"I immediately report to the elders of the sect that the nearest branch of the sect is on the Tumi Plain not far from the Great Wilderness Mountain. I believe there will be a response soon."

Nangong Taihuang said immediately.

"good."

Jiang Liu nodded.

He was calm and did not care about the upcoming temptation. Instead, he looked at the edge of the southeastern border.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Jiang Liu's eyes seemed to be thinking.

Dahuang Sword Sect, a border area in the southeast.

At this moment, the place that had always been peaceful suddenly became lively and a tense atmosphere filled the air. The disciples of the Sword Sect looked at it with warning. Only outside the border line were the dense and strong figures.

"What is the Mimoro tribe going to do? Suddenly gather here!"

"They have amazing physical skills. The methods they practice can be immune to spiritual techniques, which are invulnerable to swords and guns, and are extremely difficult to deal with."

"But he is very powerful, he is a group of crazy guys with firm beliefs."

The disciples of the Sword Sect were solemn in their hearts that they never dared to underestimate this strange clan in the wild desert of the southern border.

This is a strange clan. Since endless years ago, they have inherited powerful secret techniques to train themselves, engraved runes with strange patterns on their limbs and bodies, pulling the essence of the sun and the moon, and tempering their bodies with spiritual energy.

He does not know the Spiritual Art, the Sword Art, and cannot even fly in the air. However, he is partially born, has infinite power and amazing defense. If he is approached, his huge power can even tear apart the body of an immortal cultivator.

The Mimoro clan has mastered powerful physical skills and walks in the void to pursue immortal cultivators, which is extremely difficult to provoke.

They are born with a spiritual emptiness and need to rely on faith. After the birth of faith, they are crazy and have a huge combat power, which makes people afraid.

Now, these crazy guys gathered on the margins of the southern border, which immediately made the disciples of the Sword Sect nervous.

The northern border is fighting with Qianyang Sect. If there is a war in the southern border, the situation of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect will be bad.

“Hohuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The strong wind swept through the wind and sand, illuminating half of the sky into a gloomy yellow sand color.

The Mimoro tribe, whose clothes and hats cover their heads. They lowered their heads and recited strange syllables in their mouths, making language that others could not understand.

It seemed to be worshiping God and worshiping. As these syllables emitted, black light appeared on their bodies, and a brutal aura spread out.

At the beginning, only dozens of Mimoro people, as time passed, gradually became one hundred, then two hundred, and three hundred.

Their position is very particular, and they are one person every ten feet away. They stand up straight in the desert. Chitan's upper body is allowed to be beaten by the sand, making crackling sounds.

These people came outside the border and stopped moving, with their heads hanging down and making people unable to see their expressions clearly.

When the number of people gathered to one thousand hours. Hua Feiyun arrived, his eyes were solemn, staring at the Mimoro clan ahead, and his heart was heavy.

"What exactly should I do? It's not like to start a war!"

With doubts, Hua Feiyun did not act rashly, but just observed quietly.

These people are also humans, but their beliefs are crazy and fighting for Gods. The values ​​and worldviews are almost distorted and very difficult to deal with.

Suddenly, Hua Feiyun's eyes condensed and he looked at the thousand people behind him.

Under the sky covered by yellow sand, a figure slowly walked towards him in the dust. Every time he took a step, he knelt down on his knees, protruded himself to the ground, and bowed towards the west.

"My heart is pious and worships the gods."

"My God protects you, and all evil will not invade you."

He muttered something, and this figure knelt step by step in the eyes of the disciples of the Sword Sect. After a long time, he arrived at the forefront of the Mimoro clan.

"My God is here."

"Should worship it!"

The man in the lead had a mountain body, a strong momentum, and a strong voice. When he raised his head, he showed his eyes.

It is the extremely crazy light of faith!

It makes people shudder!
Chapter completed!