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Chapter 677 You escort me?

Xiaoqianjie, Yanzong.

"Who is it! Who killed my son!"

At this moment, in the main hall of the sect, a middle-aged man released his powerful spiritual power angrily. Many elders below all looked shocked.

The person in front of me is Ming Wujiang, the leader of the Yan Sect.

Ming Wujiang is the number one person in Yanzong's contemporary Ming Dynasty, and his cultivation has reached the top level of the late Nascent Soul.

And just now.

The disciples in the Divine Soul Hall came to report that the Divine Soul Lamp left by Ming Wujiang's son in the Divine Soul Hall was extinguished.

In order to take better care of their sect disciples, the top 13 top sects in the Xiaoqian Realm will ask them to light a soul lamp when they leave the sect, and this lamp represents the lives of those disciples.

Once the soul lamp goes out, it means that the person is dead.

Mr. Ming's soul lamp went out, and the meaning behind his words was self-evident.

"Sect Master...please express your condolences!"

An elder stood up and said sadly that this incident would definitely shock the Yan Sect.

Ming Wujiang loved his son the most. He had countless women in his life, but he only had one son. Now that Mr. Ming is dead, there will definitely be a huge snow wave in the Xiaoqian Realm.

"My son is dead, why should I mourn!"

"I want revenge! Who is it?"

Ming Wujiang was extremely angry, his eyes were red, and the bursts of spiritual power erupting from his body were so oppressive that everyone below did not dare to breathe.

Many elders stopped talking and lowered their heads.

At this moment, a man in gray robe standing next to Ming Wujiang came out and whispered in Ming Wujiang's ear.

"Sect Master, when you were in seclusion, Young Master Ming took many disciples to Mount Xuyu. He planned to attend the grand gathering of Zhongling Dao Pond there. If Young Master Ming dies, he must have died in this grand gathering."

The man in gray said coldly.

"Zhong Ling Dao Pond Grand Meeting?"

After Ming Wujiang heard these words, he frowned immediately.

If so, then it would be really hard for him to avenge his son.

The Zhong Ling Dao Pond Grand Meeting is the most special existence in the Small Thousand Realm. Once you enter it, you are acquiescing to the fate of life and death, and no one can be held responsible.

But now that Mr. Ming is dead, Ming Wujiang still doesn't want to let it go.

"Minglong, you go to Xumo Mountain. After the event is over, I want to know who killed my son. Find him for me. I will cut him into pieces!"

Ming Wujiang said with great anger.

"Sect Master, after all, this is a grand gathering of Zhong Ling Dao Pond. I'm afraid we can't hold you accountable!"

"Yes, Sect Master, since ancient times, once there is a grand gathering of Zhong Ling Dao Pond, the disciples who participate in it are considered to have signed a life and death certificate. No matter whether they are dead or alive, no one can be held responsible."

Several elders stood up and said solemnly.

The Yan Sect cannot do this. Once they do this, they will be criticized by thousands of people from all over the world.

"Humph, my son is dead, why can't I hold him accountable?"

"Not only do I want to be held accountable, I also want to find the person who killed my son. I want him to be cut into pieces and die without a burial place!"

Ming Wujiang was furious, and the man in gray robe standing next to him smiled strangely, and then respectfully handed over his hand and left.

In the main hall, everyone was frightened.

Yanzong is just a subordinate sect. If we really want to act like this, I'm afraid there will be a lot of opposition. It will be a big sin to implicate Yanzong.

But now that the sect is under the control of Ming Wujiang, these elders have nothing to do.

I can only hope that things go smoothly this time.

If something went wrong, Yanzong would have no choice but to make plans in advance.



In a moment, the blazing flames of the day dissipated on the mountain.

Many disciples emerged from the cave one after another. This group of people were all those who survived the first day, and they all knew the power of the blazing sun.

Therefore, they had already avoided the daytime flames in advance and chose to operate at night.

Su Li also walked out of the cave, but before he was ready to set off, he was surrounded by a group of people.

"stop."

A lazy voice sounded.

Su Li looked over calmly and saw this group of people dressed in black, all of whom were in the late stage of pill formation.

One of them has even reached the Golden Core stage, and the guy at the Golden Core stage has an expressionless face, holding a folding fan in his hand, and looks quite polite.

It's just that there was a trace of disdain in this person's eyebrows, with a strong contempt for Su Li.

"You must be the Su Li who rose up from the secular world."

The man said contemptuously.

"Who are you?"

Su Li frowned and took a look, staring at this person strangely.

"Tianyu Sect, Zhao Wuji."

Zhao Wuji spoke loudly, and many disciples who were rushing on the road in the evening and night all looked at him.

When they discovered Zhao Wuji, they quickly quickened their pace. They didn't expect to meet Zhao Wuji here.

The man in front of me is a well-known ruthless person in Xiaoqianjie.

The Heavenly Meteor Sect ranked in the middle among the thirteen sects, but the disciples it trained were all ruthless. Even the people from the Heavenly Snake Sect had to hide away when they saw Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji has advanced cultivation and is now in the Golden Elixir stage.

If you give him another year or two, he may be able to break through the Yuanying barrier and enter the Yuanying realm.

No one wants to mess with such a ruthless person.

What's more, it's a place with no rules like Mount Xuma.

Once Zhao Wuji targets him, he will probably die.

Of course, Zhao Wuji is also determined to win the spot in Zhongling Dao Pond, and no one dares to compete with him for this.

"Zhao Wuji?"

Su Li was stunned for a moment, remembering what Wu Qing told him back then.

Wu Qing had said at the beginning that if he participated in this grand gathering of Zhong Ling Dao Pond, there were two people among them whom Wu Qing would not be able to defeat.

These two people are Shangguan Xiong from the Zhengyi Sect and Zhao Wuji from the Tianyun Sect.

Among them, Shangguan Xiong has been deposed by Su Li. It is still unknown who Zhengyi Sect sent to participate in this grand gathering of Zhongling Dao Pool, but Zhao Wuji of Tianyun Sect appeared in front of Su Li.

"What's the matter? If nothing happens, please get out of the way. I'm still on my way."

Su Li said calmly.

In the secular world, he has actually already had a conflict with the Tianyun Sect, and now that he is here, I am afraid it has something to do with it.

"Want to leave? You can leave if you want. I heard that you got the Taoist treasure. If you hand over the Taoist treasure to me, I will let you go."

"I am the most fair person. As long as you are willing to pay these prices, then I will never cause you trouble. I can even escort you, a waste who has just entered the Xiaoqian Realm, into the Zhongling Dao Pond. How about that?"

Zhao Wuji said jokingly, his eyes full of contempt.

"You? Escort me?"

Su Li grinned and shook his head slowly.

"What? You don't want to?"

When Zhao Wuji saw Su Li's reaction, a cold light suddenly appeared on his face. How dare a waste who had just come from the secular world dare to reject him?

This is courting death!


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