I Have Possessed the Son of the Villain

Chapter 1041 6 Make up your mind

As for the Fallen Immortal Temple? It was a guy who had no one in the crowd and was accustomed to fighting Demon and acting recklessly, so basically, no one cared.

“you.

Yang Hao’s gaze swept across the Immortal woman in front of him, but when he was anxious, his gaze instantly contacted Profound Sword Ancestor!

“The dog jumped over the wall. They should have received the news. Ladies and gentlemen, the meeting has been temporarily postponed. Come and find out.”

The ancestor of the East Holy Land seemed to be worried about his doorstep, and when he spoke, it was time to leave.

The others also nodded lightly. In this way, the meeting place gathered in the hall, and because of the sudden arrival of several ancestors, they dispersed again, were directly interrupted, and ended.

However, many of the door-to-door representatives did not leave. Instead, they just gather together, exchange their needs, and learn their wisdom.

Yang Hao said, but don’t worry.

Because there is a heavenly saint, Tai Xuan forbidden land, and heavenly saints also have the authority of a large formation, and she is the person in charge, not a level at all. Even if the other party sent two Immortal sieges, it could withstand the meeting, and there was no security attack at all.

At this time, as the forbidden area of ​​the thunder, the Young Master Hong Chun from the Blue Moon Pavilion of the Saint-Venerable Information Network also hurriedly sent a message.

Yang Hao was satisfied with his efficiency, but was shocked after reading it!

Falling Immortal Hall, the entire Supreme Gate turned into a hall. After destroying the underground spiritual vein, it moved away!

…For flowers…

As for the direction of movement, Yang Hao already knew that it was the Profound Sword Sect.

It didn’t take long for Xuan Jian to send the situation, and it was also transmitted through Lanyue Pavilion’s intelligence network.

Too door-to-door, Xuanjian School, was razed to the ground in the year!

The entire clan massacred most of it. If the ancestors hadn’t rushed back in time, I’m afraid they would be expelled from the Eastern Region today.

“Bastard Demon repair!

Xuan Jianzu, roared in the ruined Tai Shangmen compound.

He has discovered that the underground spiritual pulse of Supreme Gate was completely destroyed by an unknown gray Demon Qi. The recondensation is not only time-consuming and laborious, but the richness of the ancestors of the Saint Yuan is definitely not comparable.

The point is that before he returned, the people in the Temple of Meteor Immortal had already taken control of the huge palace that was too high to the door and ran away!

…………..

It seems that the Immortal Hall of Fallen Immortal has long thought that there will be today, their too door-to-door, the whole, can be moved!

“Check it out! When I find out where they have gone, I must find them. Demon is damned, no one can keep it!”

Xuan Jianzu was extremely angry and combative. There was a drunkenness like the swordsman chivalry in the past.

Nianzu Taishang worked hard because he was attacked by traitors and thunder when he left Taishang, which is really unbearable.

The point is, through this war, they got the information and learned about the Meteorite Immortal Temple, and two gods Immortal!

When Demon was revered, the two gods Immortal never showed up!

“The two gods, Immortal, can hide for so long. They are no longer in the Eastern Region. Are they a small sacred space of the world? Or do they hide far away?”

The ancestor of Yuxin Island was meditating. Such opponents are really crazy and powerful. Time makes them panic, afraid that they will be attacked next.

As a result, the ancestors of Yuxindao and Qingtianguan hurried back to their clan, and made up their minds that they would never leave easily next time. Even if they meet, they must let the representatives pass.

And at this time, he just left the meeting room and returned to the Yang Hao incarnation case. He was an old friend and found the door. “Lee, it’s been a long time. I still think you have a good temperament wearing a mask.”

Yan Ruhua, but with a touch of fatigue, she walked over and sat directly on the chair of Yang Hao, the ancestor of Saint Yuan, and sat down beside him. Inch.