MTL - Chaotic Sword God

In the depths of the Giant Elephant Sect, there is a majestic temple suspended in mid-air, emitting a radiant light, and an invisible coercion fills the world.

This temple is a high-grade artifact. It symbolizes the highest power center in the Giant Elephant Sect. Most of the major events that can change the lifeline and development of the Giant Elephant Sect are decided from this temple.

At this moment, in this temple, there are five figures sitting around a round table, and one of them is the strongest man of mixed blood—Old Dao!

The other four are representatives of the other branches of the Giant Elephant Sect.

At this moment, the top decision makers of the five branches of the Giant Elephant Sect gathered together.

During the time when the ancestor of the Immortal Venerable Realm was away, the five of them represented the entire Giant Elephant Immortal Sect.

However, except for Dao Lao, who came personally, the other four people were all illusory, and what came was just a sliver of the primordial spirit.

Looking at the clones of the four primordial spirits on the opposite side, there was an unconcealable look of anger and resentment on Dao Lao's face. His deity came in person, but only one primordial spirit came from the other four veins. This clearly looked down on him from the bottom of his heart, even the most basic No respect at all.

"Dao Wuxue, what is the important matter that summoned me in such a hurry? I am now at a critical juncture of comprehension, and I may peep at the threshold of the realm of immortals at any time, and step into a higher level from now on. If there is no important Do not bother me." One of them said, it was a middle-aged woman with an ordinary appearance, but there was a bit of displeasure in her voice.

This person's name is Xiang Zhiru, one of the three great immortal emperors of the Nine Heavens in the Giant Elephant Sect.

"Our time is very precious, Dao Wuxue, if you have anything to say, hurry up and talk about it. After I finish talking, I will continue to comprehend the mysteries of the Dao." This is a young man who looks to be in his twenties, masculine and handsome , a pair of deep eyes with a charming color, just looking at each other, it seems that you are about to sink into it and cannot extricate yourself.

His name is Xiang Bai, and he has been cultivated at the ninth level of the Immortal Emperor Realm.

The principals of the remaining two lines did not speak, and sat there quietly looking at Dao Lao.

Dao Lao's fierce eyes slowly swept across the four people in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Xiangshi is in danger and is trapped by a fairy-eating demon flower with the strength of the ninth heaven in the Immortal Emperor Realm in the Zixiao Sword Sect. I want you Jimai sent strong men to rescue Xiangshi."

"It's just an Immortal Devouring Demon Flower from the Ninth Layer of the Immortal Emperor Realm. With the strength of your lineage, you can completely deal with it. We don't need to take action." Xiang Zhiru said indifferently.

"To put it bluntly, the Immortal Devouring Demon Flower was left behind by Xinghuan's ancestor after all. After a long time of precipitation, its strength must be extremely terrifying. If not, Xiangshi's strength would not be easily captured. In addition, even if Xiangshi is If the blood is not pure, it is the Supreme Elder of Giant Elephant Immortal Sect after all, his identity is extraordinary, and now the Supreme Elder of the sect is captured by Zixiao Sword Sect, it is the embarrassment of our entire sect." Dao Lao's face turned pale ugly.

"Since you people of the mixed blood have lost the face of the sect, then you are all the more responsible for getting it back." Xiang Bai said expressionlessly, not wanting to pay attention to the matter of the mixed blood.

Dao Lao slapped the table with a "bang", his gaze became extremely terrifying: "You all want to stay out of the matter, don't you? Okay, okay, okay, if that's the case, then the old man will personally lead everyone in our lineage, Kill all Zixiao Sword Sect disciples, regardless of their strength, I will not let go of any of them, and I will also kill all those priests who stay in Zixiao Sword Sect. "

"I can assure everyone here that I may not be able to kill the Immortal Devouring Demon Flower, but I am confident that I will burn the life of the Zixiao Sword Sect and reduce the Zixiao Sword Sect to ruins, with corpses lying thousands of miles away."

As soon as Dao Lao said this, the expressions of the principals of the other four veins changed drastically.

"Dao Wuxue, are you crazy? Do you know what the consequences will be? If you really do this, you will die..."

"Dao Wuxue, it's not like you don't know how special the Purple Night Sword Sect is. You are challenging the majesty of the Six Paths of Samsara senior. Your end will be miserable, and no one can protect you..."

"Old Dao, calm down, don't be impulsive..."

People from the other lines couldn't calm down anymore, and they all spoke to persuade them, for fear that Dao Wuwu would do something irrational.

"Hahahaha, even if it is a dead end in the end, so what, since you guys are so ruthless, don't blame me for being cruel. I will destroy Zixiao Sword Sect as the Supreme Elder of Giant Elephant Immortal Sect. At that time, your bloodlines can hardly absolve yourself of the blame, and if you want to overthrow Huangquan, the old man will drag your people along with you." Dao Wuxue laughed loudly, like crazy, there was a tendency to give up everything and risk life and death. The lofty aspirations of disregarding.

The principals of the other lines were all frightened, their complexions changed drastically, and their hearts were extremely disturbed.

If Dao Wuxue really did this, let alone a few of them, the entire sect would be implicated. I am afraid that even those supreme ancestors would not end well.

Destroying the Zixiao Sword Sect is against the will of the Taizun.

No one can bear Taizun's anger except the same Taizun.

"Dao Wuxue, we will send strong men to rescue Xiangshi and destroy the Immortal-devouring Demon Flower in Zixiao Sword Sect, you must not be impulsive..."

"However, we can only target the Immortal Devouring Demon Flower, the disciple of Zixiao Sword Sect. Our Giant Elephant Sect can't move it yet, at least, we can't do it by our Giant Elephant Sect..."

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Zixiao Sword Sect, not only the territory of the sect has expanded dozens of times, but the number of disciples in the sect has also increased a lot. If you look around, the current Zixiao Sword Sect has changed from its formerly doldrums. Everywhere has become full of vitality, vigor and vitality, filled with a new vitality.

At this moment, on the main peak of the Zixiao Sword Sect, in the Zixiao Temple, Jian Chen was sitting casually on the suzerain's throne, and on the left and right sides below him, Chen Shifang and Nong Fugui were standing with their hands down.

In the center of the hall, a core disciple of the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal Realm was kneeling there.

"Zhou Xiulan, tell me the truth, who sent you here?" Elder Nong stared blankly at the core disciple kneeling below.

The disciple who was called Zhou Xiulan looked bewildered and said, "Elder Nong, this disciple is really confused, I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Hmph, I still want to quibble, Zhou Xiulan, you think you are covering it up very well, but you don't know that every time you send messages to the outside world, the old man can see clearly. Your method of sending messages is indeed mysterious, but the old man survived almost For four million years, what scene has never been seen, do you really think you can hide it?" The elder farmer shouted in a low voice, but he was secretly shocked, he never thought that the Zhou Xiulan who had always been loyal to the sect in front of him would be The spies placed by outside forces, or bought by outside forces.

"Elder Farmer, the disciple has been wronged..."

Elder Nong threw out a memory spar and said: "This is the record of your recent interrogation, whether you were wronged or not, you can see for yourself."

Inside the memory spar, this disciple named Zhou Xiulan was sitting cross-legged in her cave, making secret formulas with both hands. It seemed that she was practicing some kind of secret technique, but in fact, it was an extremely clever means of communication.

"Don't say that you are practicing. The old man has lived for a long time, so he still has some eyesight." Elder Nong blocked all the excuses that Zhou Xiulan had already thought up.

Zhou Xiulan's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

Chen Shifang came to Zhou Xiulan and smiled strangely: "Tell me, who is behind you and what power is behind you, tell me honestly, otherwise, this elder will have to let you taste the pain of refining your soul." The flame danced happily in his palm.