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Chapter 942: Light and Dark Opponents

"Deputy leader, did you let him go so easily? If the deputy leader hadn't been so powerful, all of us might have ended up here because of his betrayal. {Chinese.

}" A protector looked at Zhou Dulong with hatred.

"Spare him? He, Zhou Dulong, has many enemies. If anyone knew that his cultivation was completely ruined, life would be more uncomfortable than death... Besides, all the people in Chaokongting were wiped out, do you think he would let Zhou Dulong go?

This messenger?" Another protector glanced at Zhou Dulong coldly and explained to Xiang Wucheng.

"Xiang Wucheng, I can't spare you even if I'm a ghost!" Zhou Dulong didn't regret what he had done, he just looked at Xiang Wucheng bitterly.

"You are a bitch who ignores the hatred of your loved ones and considers a thief as your father. You deserve to be a ghost... I believe Chaokongting will not give you a chance to become a ghost. Let's go!"

Xiang Wucheng gave an order, and everyone packed up their things and quickly disappeared from the villa!

There were only three semi-holy followers of Chaokongting, and when two of them suddenly died, he became furious!

A quarter of an hour later, he personally led the remaining half-saint, the three half-saint guardians of the alchemist alliance, and forty Dzogchen gods towards the villa.

However, the place had long since been deserted. In such a large villa, only Zhou Dulong was sitting there blankly.

"Leader, Leader, you are finally here... That bastard from Xiang Wucheng, he..." Seeing Chaokongting, Zhou Dulong immediately pounced on him.

"Search for souls!"

Seeing at a glance that Zhou Dulong's cultivation had been completely destroyed and his use value was completely lost, Chao Kongting chose to search for souls without hesitation.

"No, no, no... Leader, I am still useful...ah, ah..."

Zhou Dulong screamed sternly, what would happen if someone forcibly searched for his soul? At worst, his soul would be damaged and he would no longer be able to practice, or at worst, his soul would be scattered and he would die completely.

After a while, Zhou Dulong collapsed on the ground, his eyes were round and his tongue was protruding, and he had turned into an idiot.

"Alliance leader!" The soul searcher looked serious and whispered into Chaokongting's ear, "It was Xiang Wucheng and others who captured and killed the two semi-saints..."

"Hmph. Xiang Wucheng is no more than a mere Dzogchen God. Even if he is powerful and comparable to an ordinary half-saint, how can he withstand the siege of two half-saints? Not to mention that there are more than a dozen Dzogchen gods and dozens of others traveling with him.

The gods of the later period..." Chaokongting growled impatiently before he could finish speaking.

The soul searcher was frustrated and had no choice but to speak aggrievedly: "Xiang Wucheng holds a sacred weapon!"

"What, a holy weapon?" Chaokongting was shocked when he heard this. He stretched out his hand and touched the Soul Searcher's eyebrows, forcing him to share the memory he had just extracted.

After a while, Chao Kongting's expression changed drastically, his breathing became rapid, and he looked very excited!

"Demon-Sealed Saint, Demon-Sealed Saint! With a high-level semi-sacred weapon, you have forced me to succumb to you. If I seize this real sacred weapon, I will definitely make you look good...

Pass the order. No one is allowed to say anything tonight, otherwise don’t blame me for being ruthless and cruel to Chaokongting and destroying all nine tribes!" Chaokongting sneered and scanned the people around him one by one. His gaze caused everyone to feel chilled in their hearts.

.

The next moment, "boom", Zhou Dulong was beaten into dust by him!



Thousand Houses of Stone City.

Even many people who have lived in Thousand Houses of Stone City for many years have absolutely no idea that underneath this medicinal materials market is a larger monk trading market.

The entire underground extends in all directions. Many weirdos live in countless caves. This is the hiding place of the hermits of the entire Holy City of Medicine Refining, and there are countless hermit masters hidden in it.

Xiang Wucheng and others arrived here quietly and entered a cave.

The entrance to the cave is only about one meter high. But when you enter it, you will find that it has been cast into a space magic weapon, enough to accommodate nearly a thousand people.

"Phantom, are you injured?" Xiang Wucheng had just entered when he saw a familiar figure sitting cross-legged in the hall, concentrating on healing his injuries.

"I was betrayed. I was chased by the semi-saints sent by Chaokongting. I escaped narrowly and narrowly, but was seriously injured... But everyone must be careful. Before the master returns, it is best not to show up easily, and also

Instruct the people below to take cover." The Phantom was concerned about his own injuries, and the first thing he emphasized was everyone's situation, "If the things outside are not too important, everyone should try to stay here...until the master comes back."

"Master? I dare to ask the two deputy sect masters, is the master you are talking about the sect master? Who is he?" A guardian asked in confusion.

Xiang Wucheng and Phantom looked at each other and nodded at the same time. It was Xiang Wucheng who said, "The sect leader's name is Mu Xian. He is the same Mu Xian who won the Genius Alchemist Championship more than 20 years ago."

"Mu Xian, the genius alchemist? You are too young!" Someone said in surprise.

"A genius who is no more than five hundred years old can at best reach the level of an early god... Even if his potential is unlimited, it will only be ten thousand years later."

"Frankly, I don't understand why he is our sect leader."

"Deputy Sect Master Xiang, with your strong cultivation and the help of the Holy Artifact, you are qualified to become our Sect Master. We trust you."

In the hall, the senior officials of Feitian Sect became excited and supported Xiang Wucheng as the sect leader.

Only a Dzogchen God with strong combat power and mastery of sacred weapons is worthy of becoming their true sect master!

"shut up"

Xiang Wucheng shouted loudly and glanced at everyone, "You have never met the sect master, so you will never know how powerful he is. My cultivation is bestowed by the sect master, and my sacred weapon is bestowed by the sect master. Besides, I

The deputy sect master and Phantom have vowed to follow the sect master forever...so please don't say such words to any of you, and please respect our sect master, otherwise you will be treated as a traitor to the sect."

As soon as these words came out, everyone did not dare to say anything more, but their hearts were astonished like Wucheng's words: "My sacred weapon was given by the sect master!"

Is it really possible to give followers holy weapons?

Finally, everyone settled in the hall one after another, except for a few people who had to go back because of family matters.

After one of them left Qianwu Stone City, he quickly ran towards the Holy Capital, but he did not go to report the news to Chaokongting, but entered Changtian Tower.

Half a quarter of an hour later, this person appeared in the room of shopkeeper Mu Da.

"I'm telling you, sir, the master of the Feitian Sect is indeed Mu Xian. The Phantom and Xiang Wucheng all followed Mu Xian like a miraculous companion."

"This is not beyond my expectation. I just wonder why Mu Xian has not shown up for more than ten years, and why Xiang Wucheng and Phantom always follow him loyally... By the way, Feitianmen was attacked by Chaokongting today, and the losses were

Is this considered serious?" Shopkeeper Mu Da shook his folding fan and asked this person with a smile.

"Feitianmen, no one was harmed!"

"What? This is impossible. As far as I know, Chaokongting sent two semi-saints and more than ten Dzogchen gods." Shopkeeper Mu Da shook his head in disbelief.

"Sir, Xiang Wucheng holds a pocket-shaped sacred weapon. That sacred weapon pocket..."

Before the man finished speaking, Shopkeeper Mu Da suddenly stood up and appeared in front of him in an instant, placing a palm gently on his forehead.

This person possesses the peak cultivation level of a late god, but he has no resistance at all in front of Shopkeeper Mu. Seeing his palms pressed between his eyebrows, he can't even struggle.

After a long time, Shopkeeper Mu Da let out a long breath and threw the man whose soul had been searched to death on the ground without even frowning, with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, I deserve to be prosperous, I deserve to change my luck... A true holy weapon, a holy weapon that has not been refined, fell into the hands of a vulgar guy like Wucheng. As long as I get this

The holy weapon will refine it again, and I will be the pastor of Jiuzhou from now on.

The most powerful men in the entire world. What Jiutian Xiao, what alchemist alliance, I don’t have to look at your eyes anymore... Hahaha..." Shopkeeper Mu Da laughed wildly with pride, the domineering and ferocious look on his face was different from the kindness of the past.

Peace is very different.

Just when he was laughing proudly, he was suddenly stunned: "Oops! I was so excited just now that I forgot to search for where the souls and them were hidden... The Phantom is elusive and cunning, where should I find him... No,

We must act immediately and send out all the spies in Changtian Tower. Once Chaokongting takes the lead, I will never have a chance to stand up again."



While Shopkeeper Mu was excited, someone in another secret room in the Medicine Refining Holy Capital was reporting secretly.

An old man in Tsing Yi knelt down in front of a handsome young man. If you look closely, you will find that this old man in Tsing Yi is one of the top leaders of the Alchemist Alliance, and he is also the one who Chaokongting took to Lanyue Villa tonight.

One of the people, and many of the people he admired knew the demon-sealing saint.

"Uncle Luo, the Feitian Sect is just an inconspicuous little sect. It doesn't even have a low-level half-saint. Is it worth going to war with Kongting in such a big way?"

The demon-sealing saint asked quietly. In front of him, a fairy sword circled like a swimming fish, full of spirituality, but extremely sharp!

That is an excellent semi-sacred weapon, and it is also the treasure of the demon-sealed saint!

"Lord Saint, it's completely contrary to what you said! The two half-saints sent by Chaokongting were captured or killed by Xiang Wucheng, and no one escaped. According to Chaokongting's soul search, it was learned that the Xiang of Feitian Sect

The five cities hold a sacred weapon. It was that sacred weapon that suddenly showed its power and killed all two semi-saints, more than a dozen Dzogchen gods, and dozens of late-stage gods..."

"What, you said that Xiang Wucheng holds a real holy weapon?" The demon-sealing saint suddenly stood up, and a strong momentum erupted from his body, forcing the old man in green to fall to the ground.

He reached out several times and wanted to directly search the old man's soul, but in the end he held back, restrained his momentum and said eagerly: "Uncle Luo, you were my father's best friend. I don't want to use soul search on you, so I

I want you to tell me what happened in detail! Details...all the details..."

"Yes!" The old man in blue was sweating profusely. He knew that the demon-sealing saint could not help but search his soul just now. "That's it..."

The old man in green immediately told the demon-sealing saint everything he knew, including Zhou Dulong's description of the sacred artifact and his excitement after searching the soul in the empty court.

"How dare you Chaokongting, you actually want to win the sacred weapon and compete with this saint!" The demon-sealed saint sneered.

He has only now returned to the realm of the Great Perfection God. With the power of his natal semi-sacred weapon, he can indeed defeat Chaokongting. However, if Chaokongting captures the sacred weapon and refines it, then he will have no chance of winning.

There is even a danger of falling. (To be continued.)


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