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"What do you mean, people in my righteous path also obey your orders?"

"If we refuse to accept it, are you going to force us to stay?"

After hearing the words of thousands of people, everyone on the right way changed their expressions.

Wan Wan shook his head and said: "I don't force you to join the Dao League, but you won't get the benefits of my Dao League!"

"Hehe, Fuli? What good things can you get from the magic gate?"

"That's right, I'm afraid that some rags are regarded as treasures?"

After hearing his words, all the disciples of the righteous way were dismissive.

Over the years, under the attack of the righteous way, the magic gate has to hide like a mouse crossing the street.

So much so that some disciples of the righteous way take it for granted that the magic sect is nothing more than that.

However, Daoxuan, Puhong, Yun Yilan and other high-ranking members of the righteous path are not so superficial.

They all know that the Demon Sect has a longer history than the Righteous Way, and even much longer than the Qingyun Sect with the longest history. It is impossible to test the exact origin.

It is said that in the depths of the wild land, there is a mysterious ancient temple, which is the origin of the magic gate.

Is it...

The ghost king found the relics of his ancestors in the wild temple?

Otherwise, how could you be so confident?

"Ghost King, you might as well open the skylight and tell the truth. What kind of welfare are you talking about just now?"

The three righteous leaders of Daoxuan looked at each other, Yun Yilan stood up and asked in a deep voice.

"All the exercises of the Dao League are shared and shared. My Ghost King Sect has an immortal scripture that can directly reach the realm of immortality. You can also take it out for the members of the Dao League to read!"

Hearing what everyone said, Wan Wan said calmly.

"What? The fairy scriptures that can become immortals?"

As soon as the voice of Wan Wan Xiang fell, it immediately caused everyone to turn pale with shock.

Not only people in the righteous way, but even the Poison God of the Demon Sect, Mrs. Sanmiao, Yuyangzi and others looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the world of Jade Immortals, although the theory of cultivation has existed since ancient times, at least it has a history of tens of thousands of years.

but.

Since the birth of the way of cultivation, no one has ever been able to become a fairy.

It's not that there are no smart people, nor are there not enough resources.

Purely because there is no way to become a fairy.

It can only prolong life for hundreds of years, and it is a bit reluctant to say that it is long life.

Let alone becoming a fairy.

The way forward is broken, so what can I do.

It is precisely because of this reason that various factions in the world are constantly fighting each other, competing for their own ideas, the size of the territory, and so on.

Looking at the chaotic situation in the field, the group members all looked at each other in blank dismay.

At this time, the attitudes of these high-ranking cultivators changed drastically after hearing the Immortal Sutra about becoming an immortal.

Their so-called cultivators are not much different from people in the martial arts world.

Not for fame, but for profit!

"Ghost King, don't talk nonsense. Is the story of the fairy scriptures true?"

Down below, the three righteous leaders of Daoxuan looked at each other, then moved their steps, faintly showing the posture of encircling ten thousand people.

Yun Yilan took a step forward and asked.

Momen Poison God, Mrs. Sanmiao, and Yuyangzi also nodded slightly and approached.

They are all veterans of the Jianghu for many years. Once they are sure that the fairy scriptures are true, they must grab them.

"Since you don't want to join my Dao League, what does it have to do with you whether the fairy scriptures are true?"

Wan Wan said calmly as if he hadn't noticed their small movements.

In fact, he wished someone would jump out.

Just to make an example to the monkeys.

"Take out the fairy scriptures and let's have a look, otherwise, who will know whether what you said is true or not!"

The Poison God below said in a deep voice.

"Could it be that the Poison God is telling a joke?"

Wan Wan squinted his eyes, and asked coldly, "Or, do you treat me like a three-year-old child?"

"Hey, the things in the wild temple are shared by our holy gate, why do you take it all by yourself?"

Poison God sneered and said.

"Heh, want to grab it by force? Just rely on you few stinky fish and rotten shrimp?"

Everyone said disdainfully.

Seeing that the people in the two ways of righteousness and magic below are ready to move, they want to grab the fairy scriptures by hand.

With a thought in his mind, Baguio summoned the man-made whip in Niwan Palace.

Holding a long purple whip, he stared covetously at the people below, ready to strike at any time.

Great Qin Shihuang: "Is this ready to do something?"

Taoist Zhang of Wudang: "It's just a good time to see and see, what kind of scene is it like for immortal cultivators in this world to fight!"

Zhao Linger: "Sister Yao'er, be careful, don't overturn the boat in the gutter!"

Seeing such a big scene, the group members took out melon seeds and snacks one after another, preparing to watch a good show.

Having seen Baguio's introduction about the artificial whip, they don't think Baguio will lose.

It's just that I don't know if these people will be beaten until they cry when they come across such a supreme treasure as a human whip.

Chapter 137 What the hell are you doing?

As soon as the voice of ten thousand people fell, it was as if they were surrounded by a hornet's nest.

Everyone present was boiling.

What is stinky fish and rotten shrimp?

Daoxuan and the others were about to explode when they heard the words!

"Ghost King, what have you eaten today? You want to make an enemy of the entire cultivation world!"

Daoxuan took two steps and shouted loudly.

"Ghost King, if you don't hand over the fairy scriptures, I will turn you into a dead ghost today!"

As soon as his words fell, the poison god in the demon gate also responded.

Faintly, the righteous and the evil, the enemies who fight to the death, seem to have a tacit understanding.

Facing the temptation of the fairy scriptures, they seemed to join hands to fight against the enemy.

"Sounding so grand, if you want to see the Immortal Scripture, let your horse come here!"

Ten thousand people looked up to the sky and screamed, their long hair fluttering in the wind.

Like a dragon chant, it goes straight up to the nine heavens, and the sound moves all over the world.

"Boom!"

Above the nine heavens, a flash of thunder suddenly flashed, and there was a faint sound of thunder rumbling from the sky.

The sky that was originally blue sky has become gloomy.

Baguio was suspended in mid-air, and when she suddenly raised her head, she felt a chill on her face, and a drop of water fell on her face.

It was windy and it was raining.

"Daddy, let Yao'er live!"

She took a step forward and spoke.

The long whip in his hand seemed to come alive, and the purple brilliance flowed around the whip, exuding bursts of terrifying aura.

Down below, everyone has already pulled out their own magic weapons and used their spiritual power, so colorful brilliance flashed one after another, as beautiful as the neon lights in the city.

War is imminent.

"Which one of you is not afraid of death, pass this girl first!"

With the long whip in his hand hovering like a spirit snake, Baguio looked at the righteous and demonic people below.

At this moment, she is like a goddess of war, with extraordinary heroism.

"Little sister, you are so skinny and tender, why don't you join our Acacia faction, there are many handsome male disciples in the sect!"

Mrs. Sanmiao stood up with a charming smile, and said delicately.

Her eyes are flowing, her appearance is extremely beautiful, her complexion is light, she does not apply makeup, but she has a kind of frosty beauty.

Every move has infinite charm exuded.

She didn't speak before, and she hasn't attracted everyone's attention.

As soon as she spoke at this time, everyone present looked at her.

Seeing her appearance, many young disciples stared wide-eyed, swallowed, and quietly stood up from a certain part.

Those moxibustion-hot eyes wished to swallow her alive.

"shut up!"

Hearing this, Bi Yao's face turned cold, her hand moved slightly, and the long whip rolled towards Mrs. Sanmiao like a spirit snake spit out a letter.

The Hehuan Sect is not a good man or a believer, its skills are best at charm, and it pays attention to the way of harmony and dual cultivation.

The door is also full of handsome men and women, young talents.

However, his disciples are good at picking up tonic and practicing both exercises, and like to make friends with the opposite sex, and then take tonic.

Thinking of seeing the introduction about the Hehuan Sect from the Book of Destiny, and hearing the words of Mrs. Sanmiao, Baguio couldn't bear it anymore, so he directly took her for surgery.

"Hehe, little sister, you have such a violent temper, but no boy likes it!"

Mrs. Sanmiao saw her long whip coming, she said something dismissive, then reached out her hand to catch Bi Yao's long whip lightly.

In her opinion, she is just a little girl, how capable is she?

next moment.

"Crack!" A loud voice.

Mrs. San Miao knelt down.

The whole person seemed to be possessed by a demon, prostrate on the ground, and paid respects to Baguio.

"Tick da!"

A drop of cold sweat dripped from her face, fell to the ground, and broke into eight petals.

Her face was full of struggle.

It seems to be unwilling, but also seems to be filled with reverence, in the weirdness, there is a trace of pain.

Finally, after a while.

"San Miao pays homage to the empress!"

The struggle on Mrs. Sanmiao's face has disappeared, replaced by reverence.

That is reverence from the bottom of my heart.

In the depths of Sanmiao's heart, Baguio has become the Nuwa Empress who made people and mended the sky, so she is extremely worshipful.