"If red represents fire, yellow represents gold, purple represents thunder, etc...."

"So that's it. Keep talking." Old Zhou stared at the Eight Gate Pagoda deeply, and with a glance, he understood.

"The eight-gate pagodas have very terrifying trapping power. If you are trapped in this way, you will be trapped for a lifetime. According to the "Eight Gate Records", there were no less than a hundred martial arts practitioners who had trapped these eight-gate pagodas in the Venerable Realm. Even more than ten martial arts practitioners above the Venerable Realm were trapped in it, and none of them could come out and all of them were trapped to death. This little waste could not escape the trap."

"Hehe...so that!" Old Zhou laughed cruelly: "Little waste, let you be crazy!"

"In addition, you can also start the eight-god attribute attack." The leader deacon said again: "It's a pity that some treasures need to be used as driving force." As he said, the leader deacon pointed to a groove on the eight-god pagoda of the eight-god pagoda: "If the treasures of their attributes are placed in the groove of each door, then this attribute gate will attack the people in the tower, which is a very terrifying attack."

"Treasures of their respective attributes?" Old Zhou muttered. Although it was also very pleasant to sleep Su Xuan to death, what if? What if this little waste slowly found a way out in the tower?

Although several deacons promised to be confident, they were afraid that.

Especially this little trash is so terrifying.

Mr. Zhou really feels that the sooner he kills him, the more he feels at ease.

Even if it consumes some treasures.

"Wind, fire, thunder, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and treasure, which one of my Piaomiao Sect is there?" Old Zhou searched in his mind. Soon, his old eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted to a true disciple of Piaomiao Sect: "Go to the Martial Arts Pavilion, go to the second floor of the negative floor, and get the fire stone imprisoned by chains in the second floor of the negative floor to me."

As soon as these words came out, all the elders and deacons present were shocked.

Even the true disciple who was named was confused.

"Tai... Elder Tai, this... isn't that good? Lianwu Pavilion is the top priority of my Piaomiao Sect, and the special thing about Lianwu Pavilion is that the air in the Piaomiao Pavilion is filled with rich fire-attribute spiritual energy." A deacon said tremblingly: "And that rich fire-attribute spiritual energy comes from the Fire Stone on the second negative level. If there is no fire-attribute stone, Lianwu Pavilion will be gone, and Piaomiao Sect has suffered too much loss."

"If he doesn't die, the entire Piaomiao Sect will be destroyed." Old Zhou raised his hand and pointed at the vague figure sitting cross-legged on the ground at the Eight Gate Pagoda: "Remember, he can kill the sect leader head-on!!!"

As he said that, Mr. Zhou shouted to the true disciple who was named, "Go now, I order you."

The true disciple hurried to the martial arts training hall.

"Little trash, even if you pay a huge price, I will kill you." Old Zhou murmured to himself, and the resentment and a hint of fear flashed across his old face.

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Imperial City.

Four Seasons Restaurant.

Ji Canghai, Wei Zhenfeng, Gongsun He, Ji Qin and others are all there, and there are some people who are seriously injured and can go home to recuperate. Gongsun Chen, who is still under plaster on all limbs and is pushed by his servants.

Suddenly, Ji Qin took a black carrier pigeon as small as a sparrow from the window.

Suddenly, Ji Canghai and everyone stared at Ji Qin tightly, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

After a few breaths.

"Hahahaha..." Ji Canghai laughed and his face turned a little red: "Dad, uncles, don't worry!!! That little waste will definitely die!"

"What do you say?" Wei Zhenfeng asked anxiously.

"The little waste was so arrogant that he kept chasing the supreme elder of the Piaomiao Sect to the foot of Piaomiao Mountain. The supreme elder directly opened the eight gates of the Piaomiao Sect! He trapped the little waste!" Ji Qin sneered.

"Eight Gates?" Wei Zhenfeng didn't quite understand.

Ji Canghai and Gongsun He didn't understand much either.

"Eight Gates are very terrifying. Every force in Xuanling Mountain has a way to defend the enemy at the bottom of the box, and among them, the eight gates of Piaomiao Sect rank third in the entire Xuanling Mountain. You should know that the power of Piaomiao Sect is only first-class, not top-notch, and ranks about twenty of Xuanling Mountain. However, its eight gates of Piaomiao Sect rank third, which can imagine. I have heard that the eight gates of Piaomiao Sect can trap the dragon. Not to mention that little waste, even a martial arts practitioner who is a hundred times stronger than that little waste can only be hated."

Ji Qin slowly said.

"It's really so strong?" Wei Zhenfeng was still a little worried.

"The little waste has been trapped for several hours. He has tried all kinds of headless flies, but he has no effect at all." Ji Qin smiled and said, "Uncle Wei is willing to give up ten thousand times. I, Ji Qin, use my life to guarantee that the little waste can't even get out of the eighth sect of Piaomiao Sect. If he doesn't die this time, I, Ji Qin, will be fine if I come to see all the uncles."

"Hehehe... Since that's the case, then spread the news quickly and let everyone have fun!" Ji Canghai said with a smile.

"Especially for that bitch Ye Mujin, know." Gongsun Chen, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said resentfully: "Damn bitch!!! That little waste is dead, hahaha, dead, hahahaha..."
Chapter completed!