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"Get up!"

Baguio nodded lightly and said something.

Mrs. San Miao heard the words, stood up respectfully, walked to the side, and stood there bowed.

"San Miao, what the hell are you doing?"

The God of Poison took a look, Nima's script is wrong, isn't it?

Shouldn't it be Sanmiao who captured the ghost king's little mother as soon as he made a move?

Why does it seem to be the other way around now?

The little girl just whipped San Miao, and San Miao paid homage to her as if possessed by an evil spirit.

It's almost like being brainwashed.

brainwashing...

It was as if a thunderbolt sounded in Poison God's mind, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

"That little girl's whip is weird, don't touch it!"

The God of Poison yelled, wanting to remind others not to be fooled.

next moment.

Before the others could react, a whip shadow fell from the sky.

"Crack!" A loud voice.

The God of Poison, who is profound in Taoism, acts viciously, and has deep scheming, is just like Mrs. Sanmiao before, prostrate on the ground, respectfully paying respects to Baguio.

The jaws of everyone below dropped.

What is this God unfolding?

Is it?

It's really just like the poison god said...

If you are touched by that whip, you will be forcibly converted?

hiss...

Seeing this, no matter if it is Daoxuan, the righteous leader, Yuyangzi from the Eternal Life Hall of the Demon Sect, or the elders and deacons of the various sects, or those ordinary disciples.

Everyone was startled, and their faces turned pale.

Chat group.

The First Emperor of Qin: "Hiss...is this the power of making a human whip? It's really terrifying, no matter how deep your cultivation is, with one whip, you'll be caught without a fight!"

Seeing Baguio whip two whips one after another, and the two giants of the magic sect knelt down and surrendered, Ying Zheng gasped.

You know, based on their breath alone, neither of them are easy to provoke, not to mention Ying Zheng himself, even Zhao Ling'er may not be able to defeat them.

Unexpectedly, Baguio just whipped the whip lightly, as if seeing a ghost, the two of them directly hit gg, and didn't even survive a round.

Daoren Zhang of Wudang: "It's so shocking, the old Taoist never thought that there would be such a powerful treasure in the world!"

Zhang Sanfeng paused with his hand stroking his beard, dumbfounded.

Even though he had expected it long ago, when he saw this scene with his own eyes, he was still taken aback.

Zhao Linger: "I remember, sister Yao'er posted a screenshot in the group to introduce that the human-made whip is the ultimate acquired merit and spiritual treasure. Perhaps, this is the magical function of the Lingbao!"

Huashan Valkyrie: "If only I could have a treasure like this!"

Cao Zhengchun: "I don't want to own it, I just want to be able to make it last time, and I am willing!"

Lin Jiu: "In the big guy's world, Xiaodao doesn't understand, so he can only call 666!"

Li Yunlong: "Boss, is there still a pendant on your leg? Think about our old Li!"

Seeing the power of the artificial whip, all the members in the chat group were excited.

As expected of the leader of the human race, Ren Zu, even though he couldn't get a glimpse of his full strength, he could instantly kill everyone with just one magic weapon.

Moreover, did Ren Zu only have this magic weapon?

Besides, I have never seen Ren Zu use this whip.

Maybe Ren Zu's strength is too strong, this treasure is useless to him?

Thinking of this, the group members were discouraged again.

Unexpectedly, after thinking that his strength has greatly improved, he can catch up with the footsteps of the ancestors.

But in the end, they found that the distance from Ren Zu was getting farther and farther.

What a despair!

Chapter 138 Now, who agrees?Who is against?

the other side.

Baguio captured Mrs. Sanmiao and the God of Poison lightly, but shocked everyone present.

Who are Mrs. San Miao and the God of Poison?These two can be described as the face of the magic door.

Of course, forget about San Miao, the strength can only be regarded as the first-class master in the entire Zhu Xian world, but not the top master.

But Poison God is different.

Even in the ranking of all the masters in the two ways of righteousness and magic, he can still be ranked in the top ten.

Even the people who hadn't broken through before were extremely afraid of him.

However, these two masters, in front of most of the monks in the world, were suppressed within a round in the hands of this little girl, Baguio.

Judging by his understatement, it can be seen that he did not spend much effort on his actions.

I'm afraid that if there are ten or eight characters like Poison God, they can still be suppressed without any difficulty.

but.

Nima, what's wrong with this world?

Is there any reason?

How old is this little girl?

At most, she is only in her teens, even if she started practicing from the womb, how much skill can she learn?

How could it be compared to San Miao and Poison God, the two giants of the demonic way?

"Could it be... what the God of Poison said is true? The reason lies in that long whip?"

Daoxuan's brows were tightly wrinkled, and there was an unresolved melancholy on his face.

Looking at the purple whip in Baguio's hand, his mind was full of thoughts.

"How can we fight? There is no need to fight at all?"

Not only Daoxuan, but also Yun Yilan.

One present counts as one.

They all thought of what the Poison God had said before.

It seems that the long whip is the key.

"Ghost King, what kind of magic weapon does Qianjin use? Did it come from the wild temple?"

Seeing the lingering fear on the faces of everyone around him, Daoxuan hesitated for a moment, then stood up and asked.

Today's matter is more troublesome. If thousands of people are determined to attack, one person present will count as one, and no one will have to run away.

Just thinking of this, Daoxuan had no choice but to stand up.

"Where did this treasure come from, no comment!"

Seeing his daughter's two shots, Wan Wan was also taken aback. Fortunately, he was standing so high that no one noticed his gaffe.

Until he heard Daoxuan's question, he quickly put away the surprise in his heart, and replied lightly.

"Ghost King, what exactly do you want today? Do you really want to wipe out the cultivation world?"

Seeing thousands of people answering indifferently, Daoxuan gritted his teeth and asked again.

I would like to!

Everyone said to themselves inwardly.

Unfortunately, this is not possible.

After all, the human whip is just a borrowed treasure, not owned by him.

Even if Sanmiao and Poison God are temporarily subdued by the artificial whip, if the artificial whip is returned to the original owner, then the previous suppression will be invalid.

As for getting this treasure silently?

Wan Wan often just thought about it in his heart, and then quickly dismissed the idea.

Although I don't know what magical powers the so-called lost ancestor has.

But looking at the magic weapon it possesses, you can get a glimpse of it.

If he really did this by thousands of people, he might die in the next moment without a place to bury him.

Therefore, ten thousand people would not dare to keep all these people.

Otherwise, once the man-made whip is returned, these people will regain their senses at that time, and it will not be easy to end if there is a big trouble.

It's better to figure it out slowly, sooner or later they can be subdued one by one.

There is no need to rush.

Therefore, after hearing Daoxuan's words, Wan Wan said in a deep voice: "My meaning is very simple, to establish a committee of cultivators' alliance to maintain order in the cultivation world!"

After a pause, his eyes were like lightning, scanning the crowd below, and shouted: "Now, who is in favor? Who is against?"

As soon as the voice fell, the scene was dead silent.

Daoxuan, Puhong, Yun Yilan and others all had traces of cold sweat on their foreheads.

Several people glanced at each other and communicated secretly with eyebrows.

Yun Yilan: What should I do?Do they rush forward, forcibly kill the ghost king and his daughter, and snatch the long whip?

Daoxuan frowned: "I can't beat him, not to mention the ghost king's daughter, just the ghost king has greatly increased his skills at the moment, and he is on par with me, so it's hard to deal with."

Puhong lowered his eyes: that long whip, the old monk just took a look at it and felt terrified, even if we rushed to it, there was no chance of winning.

Daoxuan's eyes are complicated: this is the critical moment, if we take a wrong step, we will end up in a state of eternal doom, and if the ghost king and others escape, it will be a disaster for my three major factions.

Thinking of the long whip in Baguio's hand, the three of them felt dizzy for a while.

Although I don't know what the power of the long whip is, what is the consumption of using it.

However, no one wants to suffer like that.

Thinking of this, the three of them trembled in unison.

Puhong sighed: I can only agree to it first, and then I will gradually figure it out.

The three looked at each other, Daoxuan took a step forward, and said in a low voice: "Dare to ask the Ghost King, what is the specific constitution of this Dao League?"

Thousands of people heard the words, raised the corners of their mouths, and asked, "Then do you oppose it, or do you want to join?"

Daoxuan's complexion changed slightly, this ghost king really didn't give him any face.

but.

If he objected, he would immediately become the chicken who made an example of others.

The King of Ghosts is short of an early bird, presumably he would be happy to hear his objection, right?

Thinking of this, Daoxuan took a deep breath, lowered his head, and replied: "I, Qingyun Sect, are willing to join!"

After saying this, he felt a faint sigh of relief.

Forced by the times, the patriarchs of the past dynasties would not blame him, would they?