My Sect is So Upbeat

Outside Nankaidao, two figures were revealed on the sky of the sage mountain.

Fu Minghao calmly watched, the Daozhou person who was intensively preparing for everything.

From the time he came back, he had heard what happened to Fu Qiu.

And she requested the Heavenly Secret Pavilion to exchange the Blood Supreme Mark for the price of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion's shot, and even a series of things that happened later in the Nanxu.

It has all been heard from Fu Qiu's mouth.

But after going out this time, in Fu Qiu's eyes, Fu Minghao seemed to have changed a lot.

According to his previous character, he had already entered the Wu Clan at this time. Even if the Wu Tianzi was buried in the coffin, he would never spare the entire Wu Clan lightly.

Even if he is fighting a situation where both lose and lose, he still wants the Witch Clan to survive.

But right now, he and a strange man from the outside world went to Nankaidao State.

Fu Qiu didn't understand, but at the same time, it was the best situation, because the Witch tribe had already been punished due to it, and it didn't bring harm to those innocent tribesmen.

After telling all about the Tianji Pavilion, Fu Qiu was thrown into Putuozhai.

Fu Minghao left with this stranger from outside, and judging from his look and attitude, he seemed to be no stranger to Tianji Pavilion, and he had already heard of it from the outside world.

The occurrence of such a situation really surprised Fu Qiu.

At this moment, the strange man beside Fu Minghao also focused on the Daozhou scene.

Suddenly he whispered: "As I guessed, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion here is the Heavenly Secret Pavilion that our clan has abandoned and personally described. The two are the same power."

Fu Minghao's eyes flickered, and words came out: "What do you want? Retrieve a breath of bad breath for your abandoned branch veins?"

The man couldn't help laughing and shook his head.

"What a joke, since it is a line abandoned by my Mon clan, how can it have any weight? Even if it is reduced to a running dog, the Mon clan won't take a look."

"In those days, in order to preserve the pure bloodline, the multi-party saints followed my Mon clan and eliminated the remaining branches, resulting in a large number of survivors appearing."

"These guys have nowhere to go, they can only go far away. If it weren't for the Mon nationality today, and the current saint ancestor had someone else, it would be impossible for the abandoned branch to be taken in."

The man’s words were astonishing, telling the origin of a large number of ancient survivors in an unknown place many years ago.

And this man is also from the Meng family!

Fu Minghao was not sure or denying what he said.

For the continuation of any ancient family, especially those like the saints, various major decisions are justified.

Since the branch veins are useless, there is no need to taint the pure blood, and simply discard them directly.

The methods are ruthless, but the most effective.

"It just slightly puzzles me. According to the abandoner, there is a vassal clan among them, and their descendants are descended from their ancestors. What does it seem to be called the sacred ape?"

"This person is named Meng Zixuan, and he is now an outer disciple of Tianji Pavilion. After hearing the words, the saint ancestor asked me to investigate the situation and bring Menzixuan back if necessary."

As he pondered, his eyes flickered.

Because judging from the reputation of the Tianji Pavilion heard, this force seems to have extremely terrifying supernatural powers.

And indeed, the Golden Dragon of Qi Luck, which was abandoned by the Meng family, was stripped away, and the old guys were turned into black pigs abruptly by some terrifying ability!

It's hard to imagine, what level of ability this is, it's incredible.

Therefore, he did not act rashly, but came to Nanhai Daozhou with Fu Minghao, wanting to take this opportunity to see what kind of figure the heavenly goddess is, and then make other decisions.

"Forgive me for offense, there is a question. If this peerless Tianjiao named Menciusuan is unwilling to return to the Mon clan with you, what should you do, Brother Kun?" Fu Minghao asked softly.

"He dare! Whether he belongs to the branch of the Meng family or not, or is infected with the blood of the Meng family, as long as he is a vassal of the Meng family, it is the Meng family!"

"Dare to betray the ancestor, I interrupt his leg!" Meng Kun snorted coldly.

However, Fu Minghao coughed and asked again: "If this Tianji Pavilion will give you a sentence like'you can try and see', what should we do?"

Meng Kun was speechless when asked.

This is also his idea of ​​coming to Nankaidao State. He must see what kind of skills the goddess who walked out of the Tianji Pavilion has.

After weighing it over and over, make a decision.

"You talk too much." Meng Kun glanced at Fu Minghao.

Fu Minghao smiled softly and stopped talking.

And as time went by, Nankai Province began to gather people from the Eight Wastes.

They flocked to this sage mountain, scattered at the foot of the mountain, and some of the more powerful ones occupied half of the mountainside.

At the same time, there was also a great desolate family coming, occupying a position closer than halfway up the mountain, but still acquainted, and did not stand on the top of the mountain.

In the end, when the Ye family came to drive the war boat, it attracted the attention of everyone present.

Two days later, a white painting hall dressed in white appeared on Sage Mountain, and he sat cross-legged in an inconspicuous place.

There was also the village head of the Seven Disabled Villages, dressed in burlap, sitting in an inconspicuous position. In the eyes of the people beside him, he was like a mountain villager, an ordinary citizen.

Immediately afterwards, there was another figure wrapped in a wind robe. Two protruding things on his forehead were covered under the wind robe.

His face was cold and strange, and his eyes were dark red.

He is an incarnation of Dragon Lord, who has left the ancestral dragon's nest for the first time in thousands of years and suppressed the majestic dragon's mighty body using secret methods.

Looking to the rear, several more figures followed the vast sea of ​​people and came to the vicinity of the Sage Mountain.

Duan Fei also wrapped himself up, as well as several masters.

His eyes flickered, and he kept looking at the sky, trying to find his master, but he couldn't even feel the slightest breath.

He disappeared before entering Nankaidao State, not knowing where he was.

At this moment, in this small realm, in a short period of time, because of the arrival of the goddess of heaven, all kinds of people have appeared one after another.

It may be unexpected, or even unimaginable.

Here ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ what will happen next.

The first place in the longevity list and the first place in the human slaughter list are all gathered.

This is a rare sight.

But it is definitely not limited to this. Perhaps in the long crowd, there are still heavyweights who are beyond the cognitive imagination, hiding a certain corner.

When the entire vicinity of Sage Mountain was surrounded by human figures, and after a large area was crushed in black, clouds suddenly rolled across the sky.

More spatial distortions began to appear, as if something beyond the limit speed was about to be torn from the space.

The wave became stronger and stronger, until the clouds lifted away, and a huge ark suddenly appeared.

The Ark is strange and exudes supreme fluctuations, and the breath alone raises the supreme majesty, squeezes the clouds and waves in all directions, causing the sage mountain to be turbulent.

In an instant, everyone quickly bent over, full of awe, and said loudly: "I'm waiting to see the goddess of heaven!"