In the battle of Jiekong Temple, the spectator lost four in a row!

As soon as the news came out, the entire celestial world became a sensation.

"The Lord is going to go against the sky!"

The first to get the news are those top Taoists in the world.

Such as the six ancient guardians of Taoism, astral giant forces, etc.

When they learned the details of the battle at Jiekong Temple, these top forces were trembling and could no longer calm down.

"Looks like we're going to adjust our response."

The Zhong Clan, an ancient protector, sighed.

Some time ago, there was a lot of buzz in the world about the road to feathering.

Many top forces believe that in the future, the world will exist in the Ascension Realm, and ancient mythological figures like Guanzhu are destined to be trampled underfoot.

But now, everyone has a feeling of being slapped in the face.

The spectator has not yet set foot on the path of ascension, and can even defeat the dead spirits of the ascension level, who would dare to stomp on them?

"After the reincarnation of this spectator, it will undoubtedly be more terrifying than the previous life!"

Qingluan Spirit Clan, many old antiques are talking about this.

Among them, Feng Tianjia, who once served as a mount for the spectator, broke out in a cold sweat and was terrified.

"Pass my order to abolish the position of the young master of Fengyunlie!"

Feng Tianjia gave the order without hesitation.

Last time at Crow Mountain, a group of strong men led by Feng Yunlie had offended Guan Zhu.

Originally, Feng Tianjia hadn't thought about abolishing Feng Yunlie, but now, he can't care about it.

He used to act as a mount to accompany the Guanzhu for thousands of years. He is very clear that although the Guanzhu's character is free and easy, he is also very vengeful in his bones!

"Elder, are you making too much of a fuss?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

"Ascension Realm dead souls are only souls after all, and cannot be compared with the real Ascension Realm real people."

Skyfire Spirit Clan Xu clan, an old man said in a deep voice, "But no matter what, it is absolutely not to be underestimated that the master can do this step. For the next period of time, everyone will keep a low profile, Try not to mix things related to the spectator."

The big figures in the Xu clan all nodded.

Immediately, someone couldn't help but gloat over the misfortune: "Hehe, the old tailor must be out of luck."

As soon as these words came out, many people laughed.

In the depths of the starry sky, the tailor who has been hiding in the dark is undoubtedly the most feared.

In the past years, almost all the opponents targeted by this old guy had no good end.

But now, with the news of the battle of Jiekong Temple, it is also known to the world that Guan mainly uses the knife against the old tailor!

"Let's watch the show for now. If two tigers fight, one will be hurt. We just take this opportunity to accumulate strength and prepare for the future!"

As early as twenty years ago, they began to explore the secrets of immortals.

Up to now, not only have many fortunes related to the path of ascension been collected, but some of the top elders of the clan have already embarked on the path of ascension in the Feixian forbidden area!

Even some ancient Taoist traditions in the dead choose to cooperate with them.

And now, they just need to wait quietly, they can lead the torrent of the times when the road of feathering appears in the world!

By hunting down a character called a tailor, can you get the chance to smash the power of the curse?

"Send someone to find out who is this tailor, and if there is a chance, bring back his head!"

"Be fast, the opportunities are limited, and you can't be preempted by others!"

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Orders like this are constantly being staged in the forces where those dead souls are.

Some of the terrifying dead spirits, although they can't get out of the dormant place, have issued orders and arranged for their men to act.

For a while, the undercurrent was turbulent, and the targets were directed at the tailor.

This has also attracted the attention of many top forces in the world, and they can't help but gloat.

As soon as the master shot, it was really extraordinary!

For the monks all over the world, the battle at Jikong Temple is like sweeping away the haze covered by the sky, making everyone feel excited and encouraged.

"No matter how powerful those spirits are, they can still be defeated!"

"The Lord Guanzhu is worthy of being a mythical figure who once revered the stars from all walks of life. With him there, do you dare to be arrogant to see those dead souls!"

"On the romantic figures, also look at the present! In this starry sky, the dead souls have the final say!"

People are excited and excited about it.

Recently, news about dead souls spread all over the world, which also made the monks in the world worried, and everyone was in danger.

It's different now.

"In the battle of Jiekong Temple, the spectator dominates the world, and it is enough to affect the trend of the world situation. In my opinion, this battle is well-known and famous in history, and it will be passed down from generation to generation."

There is an ancient power, so I am very emotional.

In a dark world.

"My lord, the Wenzhou stronghold was captured by a group of dead spirits. Those old guys went crazy and chased and killed our men. Even the treasures we collected in the past years were taken away by them."

"Master, Baizhou stronghold..."

One message after another, sent back from time to time, an old servant personally reported to the tailor.

The old servant's face was gloomy and blue, and his brows were full of hatred and anger.

Not far away, the tailor was calm throughout.

While drinking tea, he played with himself on the chessboard in front of him.

"Master..."

Soon, another news came, the old servant was about to report, but was interrupted by the tailor waving.

"Needless to say, if my guess is correct, our thirty-six strongholds distributed in the astral world of Shendu are destined to be unretainable."

The tailor drank all the tea in the cup, and then said casually, "You don't need to be angry about it, this kind of loss is very small, and it is not worth caring about."

Before the battle of Jikong Temple began, he had ordered the butterfly girl to recall the power of each stronghold and shrink it.

The old servant nodded and said in a low voice: "The old servant just feels that being beaten and revengeful like this is too frustrating, you don't even need to think about it to know that everyone in the world is here. Look at our jokes."

The tailor said casually, "What's the joke? Let's see who gets the last laugh over time."

Speaking, he couldn't help laughing, and said leisurely: "The master thinks that he can use the hands of those dead spirits to suppress me, but I don't know that I don't care about it at all."

"Not to mention, those dead souls are not stupid, how can they be willing to be used by the spectator?"

"From the moment he took charge of the power of reincarnation, he was destined to be

The meal in the eyes of those dead souls, this result, no one can change! "

"After all, no one wants to let their destiny hang under the sword of others."

"The spectator is not stupid. He knows very well that only when those dead souls are haunted by the power of the curse, it is in his best interest. This is an unsolvable knot."

"Unless..."

Speaking of this, the tailor shook his head, "No unless."

At this time, another news came.

"My lord, Lie Nanye, the head of Tianyin Xianmen, sent someone a secret letter."

The old servant said and presented a secret letter.

We put pressure on us to clean up the spectators as soon as possible."

Speaking, he opened the secret letter.

When she saw a sentence in the secret letter, the smile on the tailor's face froze, and the blue veins on his forehead became prominent.

There is only one sentence in the secret letter:

Say your mom, get your money back!

With the heart of a tailor, this sentence made his face gloomy.

"I never imagined that the dignified generation of magic lords would be as vulgar as a country villager!"

The tailor spoke coldly, he picked up his fingertips, and the secret letter in his hand turned into ashes.

"Lord, Tianyin Xianmen is planning to tear our face off?"

The old servant frowned and asked.

The tailor shook his head and said, "No, he is just venting his anger and is not willing to be slaughtered by us as fat sheep. At the same time, he is expressing dissatisfaction and putting pressure on us."

After thinking about it, the tailor said, "You send a letter to Lie Nanye."

"Speak, Lord."

The old servant was listening.

The tailor's eyes were deep, and he said: "I can promise that at the latest half a year, the master will be doomed! If you want to cooperate, help us cultivate a group of Ascension Realm characters as soon as possible. If you don't want to cooperate..."

Speaking of this, the tailor's eyes filled with anger, and he said every word, "Fuck it! I'm not uncommon!"

The old servant stayed for a while, it was the first time he saw it, the Lord was so angry.

"Crap!"

Suddenly, the tailor remembered something, and his face changed, "How's the butterfly girl?"

The old servant hurriedly said: "Master Butterfly Girl has followed the instructions of the Lord, and has taken the core strength of our branch in the astral realm of Shendu and hid it in the 'Secret Land of Shenyouling'."

The tailor said without hesitation: "Quick, send a letter to the butterfly girl and ask her to evacuate as soon as possible!"

The old servant shivered all over and hurried away.

" Kongzhao old bald donkey, if you really dare to give my 'Thousand Machine Talisman' to the spectator, then don't blame me for not remembering the friendship of the past, since then, I will completely turn against you For the enemy!"

The tailor looked uncertain.

When he was young, he was trapped in a doomed place, and it was the rude and careless monk who brought him back from the brink of death.

When it was speculated that Monk Kongzhao would most likely help the Guanzhu to deal with him, the tailor felt as if he had been stabbed with a knife, a rare gaffe.

Meanwhile

In the middle of the night, there are no stars and no moon.

Su Yi's figure appeared in a deep forest.

"It turned out to be hidden in this Shenyouling, but I don't know if the old tailor is here."

Su Yi looked down at the Thousand Machine Talisman in his hand.

This treasure glowed with an obscure luster, pointing to the Shenyou Ridge in the distance.