Fantasy: Inherited in the same vein, the master fights with domineering power

you boy...

Seeing the sudden appearance of the overlord, the crane-haired monk didn't know what to say.

Swish~!

He said that he would bring Liu Qianshuang and the others back.

The baby is so anxious.

He asked some of his overlords to push back and block, but this time, more than 30 of them came directly.

What's in that head of yours?

That's it...

He can actually become a domain master.

It's really a good fortune. I got a good mother and was born as my eldest son.

Otherwise, you are just a fool, playing with your brothers and sisters, there is no need for them to do anything, throw two female cultivators at you, you just raise your head, duang, give yourself a big somersault, force yourself Confused.

You reach out your hand in confusion...

what? !

I am the domain lord. What is the use of this thing? I give it to you. I want a girl...

What Seran? !

The crane-haired monk kept complaining in his heart, but there was still a doubt lingering in his heart.

he...

Why do you have such a high lightning talent?

Don't look at the fact that this kid's mind is full of crooked things, but his talent is really breathtaking. He possesses the Holy Body of Thunder, and in less than a hundred years, he has broken the emperor and reached the realm of overlord.

Sanctification is also just around the corner.

This kind of talent is rare to find in all realms.

Why is he?

Tiandao is really blind.

To give such an imbecile such a high talent, on the contrary, it was someone like him who had practiced conscientiously for endless years before he even slightly touched the threshold of the holy realm.

Whether or not you can take this step depends on your fate.

What a stupid way of heaven.

tui~!

The black-haired monk spat in his heart.

Just squirt.

Little did he know that just such a mastery of kung fu would make the Thunder Territory Territory Master panic.

"Liu Sheng, you..."

what?

If you don’t hurry up and enter Tianchi, bring your two tribesmen to Leiyu. Brother, you are still in a hurry to choose a concubine. Why are you wasting your time here?

If it weren't for the fact that the black-haired monk is the ancestor of these two beauties.

He wanted to take people there himself.

"Lord, won't you come in person?"

The white-haired monk was suspicious.

He was speechless for a long time, just thinking that these overlords had nothing to do with him. Since this boy was interested in those two girls, he probably wanted to take someone there to show off.

However, this kid has been silent.

"Liu Sheng, I still need to be in charge in this domain."

The young man with the imperial crown smiled.

He also thought, the problem is that he can't leave this Thunder Territory, and... who knows what the nature of the Lord of Ten Thousand Territories is, what if he leaves the Thunder Territory and is killed by the Lord of Ten Thousand Territories?

and...

The monk in the water curtain is definitely not trivial to know that the gods are coming.

He went there rashly. What if he felt cold?

He's so smart with his little head...

Danger!

Untouchable.

He is a heaven-descended overlord, and his future prospects are limitless. Even becoming a saint is just around the corner. Before he becomes a saint, he should stay calm in the minefield and don't wander around anywhere.

One word, steady!

As everyone knows, when the imperial crown monk finished speaking, the crane-haired monk's eyes changed drastically.

"These overlords..."

"Does it mean that I will control everything?"

"Of course, as I just said, these 38 overlords will obey your orders." The young man from the Imperial Crown said with a smile, "Liu Sheng, for the blood of your clan, I will give you everything I have."

Dare to say it!

The black-haired monk couldn't help but slander him in his heart.

minefield.

Looking at the world, it can be considered a domain with good strength.

The Thunder Clan behind the Emperor's Crown Youth controls more than a dozen territories, and has countless ancient emperors under its command, as well as many masters in the Overlord Realm.

The dozens of overlords at the moment are not worthy of the word "all their money".

Nonetheless, these overlords were placed in his hands...

He is rich! ! !

"The old slave understands!"

The crane-haired monk leaned forward solemnly, exhaling turbid air, his heart beating wildly.

This overwhelming wealth...

It actually fell on his head.

overlord.

Who would have thought that he would one day be able to control dozens of overlords!

He also knew in his heart,

These overlords are all loyal to Leiyu.

unimportant!

The important thing is that he holds such power in his hands, so it will be easy to destroy the Immortal Realm.

The Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect is very powerful.

Can it still be stronger than dozens of overlords?

It is a lie that he wants to descend from the gods so much and solve the plight of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, but it is true that he wants to gather the wealth of the Immortal Realm.

From the beginning, he wanted to grab points.

Right now, not necessarily!

The younger members of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect all pointed out that the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect contained nearly [-]% of the resources of the entire Immortal Realm. As long as this sect is destroyed...

Ninety percent of a domain's resources fell into his hands.

With this resource, why not?

Let alone founding a sect, it wouldn't be a problem even if he controlled an entire territory.

"Old slave, I thank the Territory Lord for his heavenly grace!" The black-haired monk leaned over and held his hands, his eyes filled with gratitude, "The Territory Lord's heavenly grace is so great, Liu Kun bursts into tears with gratitude!"

"Liu Sheng, please be careful during this trip~"

"Lord, don't worry!"

Swish swish~!

The overlords sat cross-legged outside the Thunder Pond, and a ray of soul poured into the Tianchi from the center of their eyebrows. The same was true for the crane-haired monk. A wisp of soul poured into the pool with a slight movement of his spiritual thoughts.

"Hum~"

"Beauty, beauty~"

The young man with the imperial crown rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes filled with excitement.

At this moment, dark clouds suddenly appeared in the void. The thick clouds and mist covered the thunder and lightning surging in the void. The young man with the imperial crown also raised his head and looked towards the void.

"It's going to rain again?"

There were many thunderclouds in the thunder field, but the young man with the emperor's crown didn't worry much when he saw this thick cloud.

"Come on!"

shhhhhh...

Several figures appeared in front of the imperial crown young man.

"Domain Master."

"Hold up a banana leaf for Sheng Liu and all the overlords, and don't let you suffer from the thunderstorm." The young man with the crown raised his hand and pointed, then left with his hands behind his back, still unable to hide the joy in his eyes.

"Beauty..."

The cultivators who came here looked up at the thick clouds above their heads.

"Is this...a rain cloud?"

"What do you care about so much? We can support it as long as the domain lord tells us." As he spoke, the monk took out a banana leaf from the ring and stood behind the black-haired monk.

Other monks also followed suit, supporting themselves on the heads of the overlords.

As everyone knows, just behind the thick clouds, a ghost-like sailboat floats on the thick clouds. The young man standing in front of the sailboat looks down at his feet with his gray eyes, his eyes full of coldness.

about half a minute...

The young man narrowed his eyes, the ghost ship drifted away, and the thick clouds and mist in the void also dissipated.

"The clouds have dispersed, can we still hold on?"

The monks holding the banana leaves couldn't help but look at each other.

"Hold on, the Territory Lord said hold on, then hold on!" The monk on the side said in a condensed voice, "We don't care what to do. There are thunderstorms in the Thunder Territory. If it rains and we are not here, we will suffer."

Zhuxiu nodded when he heard the words, held up the banana leaves and said no more.

At this time, Xianyu.

Dozens of rays of souls condensed in the void outside the Misty Immortal Sect. At the moment when their gods descended, under a willow tree of the Wanjian Immortal Sect, a monk dressed in white clothes and holding a long sword in his arms suddenly disappeared. The smile in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

He turned sideways and gently raised his eyes like willow leaves.

"Ok?"

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Early morning update, better sleep~

Good night, babies~

Generate electricity a little bit, okay~