A sword wind was slashed out from Su Wusi's body, sweeping across the earth, cutting off all the earthly fires that emerged from the palace with one sword. Before the sword hit Luo Jia's body, it had already hit Luo Jia.
He vomited blood and retreated with a pale face.
If this sword really hits Luo Jia, I am afraid that even if Luo Jia does not die, he will be seriously injured.
Luo Jia retreated with a pale face. At this moment, he knew that he was no match for Su Wusi.
He watched helplessly as the sword was about to hit him.
But at this moment, this domineering sword wind suddenly disappeared in the palace, and at the same time, the laughter of this kind old man came: "Su Wusi, even if I am a disciple who is wrong, you don't need your sword pavilion."
The tribe will teach you a lesson!”
The moment the sound echoed, the earthly fire that had just been cut off by Su Wusi's sword emerged again.
But this time, the ground fire that emerged was about a thousand feet high and almost melted the entire palace.
Thousands of feet of ground fire turned into thousands of fire dragons, staring angrily at Su Wusi!
Su Wusi looked horrified and couldn't help but take two steps back. He took out a king-level spiritual weapon from his storage bag and looked coldly at the thousands of fire dragons in front of him.
Crash--
And at the next moment, these thousands of menacing fire dragons suddenly disappeared in mid-air, and the ground fire also got into the gap and disappeared.
From the place where the fire dragon disappeared, an old man wearing a seven-color robe appeared in front of everyone.
He has white hair and a childlike face, a kind face, smiling eyes, and an extraordinary and holy aura about him.
He is the Wanbao Zhenjun!
Wanbao Zhenjun looked at Su Wusi who was like a formidable enemy, and chuckled: "The sword in your hand was refined by me. Do you want to use the sword I refined to deal with me?"
The king-level spiritual weapon in Su Wusi's hands now is the sword that Su Wusi requested to be specially refined for him after Su Wusi came to the birthday of True Lord Wanbao decades ago and defeated all the heroes to win the first place.
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Su Wusi hurriedly put away the edge of his sword, cupped his fists and said, "Senior Wanbao Zhenjun, please forgive me. This junior and others are indeed helpless. Otherwise, this junior will not use this method to force senior to show up!"
Wanbao Zhenjun put his hands behind his back and said with a smile on his lips: "I came here today and met a lot of old friends, Yan Long, Li Hai, and Feng Chun. Are you three old guys still alive?"
Li Hai chuckled and said: "Without the will of True Monarch Wanbao, we would not dare to die!"
Yan Long also smiled and said: "Long time no see, Wanbao Zhenjun!"
Feng Chun also smiled and said hello.
When Wanbao Zhenjun saw the other two people, he chuckled and said, "This little girl looks very unfamiliar to me."
Ye Suxin clasped his fists and said, "My dear Ye Suxin, I have seen senior Wanbao Zhenjun, and I came to disturb senior's practice today. I feel really sorry for you, and please forgive me."
True Lord Wanbao smiled slightly and said: "Neither humble nor arrogant, a child can be taught. If you are willing, I am willing to accept you as my disciple and become my sixth disciple! How about it?"
Swish——
Hearing the words of True Lord Wanbao, Li Hai, Yan Long and others all looked at Ye Suxin in horror.
Ever since True Monarch Wanbao became the number one weapon refiner on the Mangu Continent, how many warriors have wanted to become disciples of True Monarch Wanbao, but they have all been rejected by True Monarch Wanbao!
Over the years, Wanbao Zhenjun has only accepted five disciples.
However, Ye Suxin had just met the True Lord Wanbao for the first time, and he actually wanted to recruit disciples directly. How could this not be surprising?
Ye Suxin smiled and said: "Junior, I don't like to refine weapons!"
True Monarch Wanbao chuckled and said: "What I have learned in my life is not just weapon refining, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I am also proficient in everything. I also know a little bit about refining weapons, alchemy, and astrological formations!"
Ye Suxin smiled and said: "Thank you, senior, for your kindness!"
When Zhenjun Wanbao heard this, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, since you don't want to, forget it!"
Then, Wanbao Zhenjun looked at the bald old man and chuckled: "Your Excellency, you look even more face-to-face!"
The bald old man smiled and said: "I am the leader of the Tianji Tribe. The Tianji Tribe is just a small tribe, not one of the seventy-two tribes. Naturally, True Monarch Wanbao doesn't know me!"
Wanbao Zhenjun frowned and said: "I think the name of your tribe is very bad..."
"The Tianji tribe is very bad!"
"That's crazy!"
Wanbao Zhenjun chuckled.
The bald old man smiled slightly and was noncommittal.
After Zhenjun Wanbao greeted everyone one by one, he looked back at Luo Jia, and then asked: "Everyone, so many of you came here today, and you want to use my disciple to force me out!"
"Then you don't know what's going on?"
Su Wusi immediately clasped his fists and said: "Senior, six days ago, Su Tingzong of our Jiange tribe disappeared into the Fire Lotus Mountain, and we have not found any trace of him so far!"
Li Hai said: "The same is true for Li Can from our Jiuli tribe!"
Yan Long said: "Yan Ji also disappeared six days ago!"
Feng Chun said: "Feng Siyun from my Fengxue tribe is also missing!"
The bald old man said: "Three warriors from our Tianji tribe are missing, Liu Yuan, Ye Jing, and Qin Yijun!"
Ye Suxin also whispered: "My fiancé Lin Bai is also missing. He also left six days ago!"
When True Lord Wanbao heard this, he immediately shrank his eyes and said, "Yan Ji, Su Tingzong, these two are legendary geniuses on the land of Nanzhou today!"
"Li Can and Feng Siyun, these two are the top geniuses of Jiuli Tribe and Fengxue Tribe!"
"As for the other people who can disappear together with these people, they seem to be some rare young talents!"
"How did they all suddenly disappear at the same time, six days ago?"
Wanbao Zhenjun said with a smile.
As he spoke, True Lord Wanbao turned back to look at Luo Jia.
Luo Jia looked pale, lowered his head, and remained silent.
After informing True Lord Wanbao about the matter, everyone was speechless.
Since Wanbao Zhenjun already knows about this matter, he will naturally deal with it.
True Monarch Wanbao looked at Luo Jia, his face was expressionless, and he said with vague anger: "Luo Jia, why don't you present the things?"
Luo Jia said expressionlessly: "I wonder... what is the master talking about?"
Wanbao Zhenjun showed a trace of anger on his face at this moment, and said coldly: "Do you still have to collect it yourself? Weren't you the one who took out the Dry Well Picture Scroll from the treasure house?"
"Hand over the Dry Well Picture Scroll!"
Wanbao Zhenjun said coldly.
Hearing the words of True Lord Wanbao, Luo Jia shook his head helplessly. He also knew that it would be impossible not to hand over the Dry Well Scroll now.
In desperation, Luo Jia could only take out a picture scroll from his storage bag and respectfully handed it to True Lord Wanbao with both hands.
Holding the scroll, Wanbao Zhenjun threw it directly. The scroll unfolded in mid-air, revealing a dry well, and traces of seven-color light began to diffuse from the dry well...