Chapter 234: Ancient grudges?

The True Lord of the Rebirth!

Another true lord of Guiyi period!

And she is a woman who looks in her twenties.

Looking at this woman and a group of elders from major sects, the disciples were a little dizzy at this moment. These True Lords of Guiyi who are usually high on the surface are emerging one after another today. Is it a gathering of True Lords of Guiyi today?

The four true lords in Xuanyue Palace, plus the three true lords of Fang Chen and one side, as well as one of Taixuan Mountain, Wangu Pavilion, and Tianji Hall, plus the new man and one beast, there are a total of twelve true lords!

If this force forms a sect, it will be enough to compete with Wangu Pavilion, Tianji Hall, and Biluo Huangquan Palace.

"Who are you?"

The woman in red saw Fang Chen next to the golden-winged roc at first sight. When she saw the golden-winged roc expression, she suddenly felt something was wrong. Her expression turned cold and she asked in an unkind manner.

However, the woman did not give Fang Chen the time to answer: "No matter who you are, if you dare to make Xiao Jin's idea, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Xiao Jin?" Fang Chen was slightly stunned and looked at the golden-winged roc beside him strangely. Hearing his voice, he knew that this was the name given by the woman for the golden-winged roc.

"It's not called Xiaojin, I call it Xiaodi!" Fang Chen said.

"Huh?" The woman's murderous intent flashed between her eyebrows, and a strange light flashed in her eyes: "Are you Xiao Jin's master?"

"Are you this kid's master?" The woman in red swept over the monks present, her expression even colder.

"Fellow Taoist was joking. His name was Fang Chen. He was not a disciple of our Xuanyue Palace, but a hostile relationship."

The Saint of Tianyao stood up, his voice as beautiful as a jade bead that fell to the ground, but his scheming was vicious!

"Take Xiao Jin's thoughts, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." The woman in red stood in the void, looking at Fang Chen with a proud look, and even looking at Saint Tianyao, the eyes were so arrogant, and she didn't take everything into consideration.

Seeing this woman's expression, Fang Chen couldn't help but compare this woman's temperament with Zhou Lingling. It was obvious that the former was much worse than that, the former was in charge of everything, while the latter was arrogant.

"It's not called Xiao Jin!" Fang Chen frowned slightly, and a faint murderous intent flashed. Since the green stone turned into a scabbard and stuck in his hands, his murderous intent became stronger and stronger.

"Yeah? I'm stubborn! Who do you think you are? This girl is your luck and the blessing you have cultivated in her previous life. Why don't you quickly light up your helmet and thank you? I can't say that I'm happy, so I can reward you with a few seventh-grade spiritual pills!"

Proudness and pride are the true portrayal of this woman. The monks had wide eyes. They had never seen such a frivolous person before, but what they were surprised was the sentence behind, "Reward a few seventh-grade spiritual pills at will."

The seventh-grade spiritual pill is a seventh-grade spiritual pill, a treasure-level thing in the sect, but it seems like some garbage in the mouth of the woman in red. If they don’t surprise them?

Fang Chen's murderous intent is even stronger.

"Huh?" The woman in red raised her eyebrows: "How dare you have a murderous idea at me? You don't know how to live or die like an ant!"

The woman in red had already covered her beautiful eyebrows, and a ray of air shot out, with a strong murderous intent.

"Bang!"

The golden-winged roc suddenly waved its huge wings and blocked the slash of energy.

Seeing this, the woman in red had a thicker frost on her face and her eyes were even more angry: "Xiao Jin, you are ungrateful. If I hadn't used the Yin-Yang Purple Extreme Pill, how could you evolve into a golden-winged Roc within three years?"

"coffee!"

The golden-winged roc in the early stage of Guiyi was already mentally possessed. Although he could not speak or communicate with his mental power, he could understand some of the human words. When he heard the words of the woman in red, the golden-winged roc was afraid to confront him.

"Yinyang Purple Extreme Divine Pill?"

Hearing this name, all the murderous intent between Fang Chen's eyebrows disappeared, and a trace of recollection appeared in his eyes.

How could he not know about Yin and Yang Purple Extreme Divine Pill? This was the supreme divine pill refined by the Medicine Spirit of the Dan Sect back then, surpassing the existence of the ninth-grade spiritual pill.

In ancient times, ancient times, and until now, only the ancient Dan Sect’s medicine spirit has been successfully refined by one person, and it can be said that there are no ones who have come before and after.

This divine pill can upgrade any monk who condensed his Yuan power to the stage of rebirth in a very short time. It is not surprising that this girl has reached the stage of rebirth so young. As for why the eagle evolved into a golden-winged roc in such a short time, it is easy to explain.

It was precisely because of the Yin-Yang Purple Extreme Divine Pill that there was the battle of Xuantian. If it weren't for the battle, he would never have been easily killed by the fire of the Red Dust Karma, and he had no idea at all.

"Are you the successor of the Medicine Spirit of Dan Sect?" Fang Chen's sharp gaze stabbed directly at the woman in red.

Hearing this, the woman in red was slightly stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect that the young man in front of her would guess his origin, but then the arrogance on her face became even stronger: "Yes, my master is the medicine spirit of the ancient Dan Sect! You knelt down obediently and beg for mercy, and give Xiao Jin's thoughts on both hands. I can avoid pursuing your previous rudeness!"

"Sir, your wish may not come true, although you are a disciple of the Ancient Dan Sect, Brother Fang is also a very human being. He is a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect Shen Feng, and he is even better than you in terms of identity."

A shadow of sound walked down from far to near, but Fang Chen's eyes narrowed, and it turned out to be Bi Xuemo!

"Disciple of Shen Feng of the Ancient Sword Sect!"

The woman in red had a bright cold light between her eyebrows, and a thin layer of ice covered it. The strong murderous intent made some flowers and plants around her lying down.

"Okay, I didn't expect you to be Shen Feng's disciple. Then today the grudge between your master and my master will be broken!"

The woman in red waved her hand and a furnace appeared in her hand, which was a top-quality treasure.

"Senior Zhenjun, let's do it slowly." Bi Xuemo walked down, smiling all over his face, and immediately stopped the woman in red when she saw the woman in red taking out her weapon.

"Well? You and Shen Feng's successor are in the same group? Since that's the case, you'll die first!" The woman in red was so murderous that a ball of red flames slapped Bi Xuemo directly.

Seeing that the woman standing quietly in the void played cards without asking why she stopped him, Bi Xuemo was shocked and her face changed drastically, and Yuanli was swallowed and spit out of her body.

"Master Zhenjun, let's do it slowly. This kid and I are not the same as we are the descendants of the Blood Crazy." Bi Xuemo explained loudly while using his unique skills.

"The descendant of the blood madman?" The woman in red did not attack, but just looked at Bi Xuemo coldly.

"Yes, I'm the one who is the inner disciple of the Blood Demon Sect. The master is currently the leader of the Blood Demon Sect. He can be regarded as the successor of the Blood Crazy." Bi Xuemo wiped the sweat from his forehead. This girl was so scary. The move just now made him feel like he was in hell. He swears in his heart, who dares to say in front of him that the alchemist has no attack power, he will definitely absorb all the essence and blood of that person.

Seeing the woman in red without organization, Bi Xuemo breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Senior Zhenjun, although you have superb cultivation, you are the descendant of Chenfeng, the sword sect, and you also have a sword body that can challenge you beyond the level. You are alone..."

Bi Xuemo’s meaning is self-evident, that is, the woman in red in front of her is not Fang Chen’s opponent.

Fang Chen also narrowed his eyes and did not take action. He just looked at Bi Xuemo quietly. He was curious about what this disciple of the Blood Demon Sect wanted to do.

"You continue to say..." The woman in red was not angry, but Han Lin glanced at Bi Xuemo. Obviously, she had also heard of Qi Sword Body and did not think she could defeat Fang Chen, who had Qi Sword Body.

"In the late ancient times, in the Battle of Xuantian, Lord Medicine Ling of Dan Sect, Gun God, Sword Demon Dugu, and the ancestors of the lower ancestors, Blood Crazy, and Saint Saint, fighting with the Chen Peak of the Sword Sect and the top of Xuantian. Today, the descendants of Lord Medicine Ling of Dan Sect, the descendants of Gun God, the descendants of the Sword Demon Dugu, and the disciples of the lower blood Crazy gathered together. Why not learn from the ancestors and join forces again to defeat this descendant of the Sword Sect?" Bi Xuemo's eyes showed a fanatical look.

Hou Haofeng, who had retreated from then on, had a blood light flashed in his eyes, and he showed a cruel look. He shook his hand with the gun that had fallen back.

Liu Yijian, who had been sitting in the corner watching the show, his eyes were beating involuntarily, and his hand holding the sword moved slightly.

The girl in red also showed hope in her eyes, and her eyes looked at Bi Xuemo softer: "Sentencer of the Gun God, who is the Sword Demon Hero?"

"Hou Haofeng, the successor of the God of Guns!" Without waiting for Bi Xuemo to introduce, Hou Haofeng stood up again, with a strong sense of fighting in his eyes.

Liu Yijian also stood up and took a step forward, with the sword intent flashing in his eyes: "Liu Yijian, the successor of the sword demon Dugu!"

"Do you want to unite with this girl and fight with Shen Feng's successor?" The woman in red narrowed her eyes.

"good!"

"yes."

"But I want to fight!"

Bi Xuemo, Liu Yijian, Hou Haofeng, and the four women in red were all imposing and gaze pointed at Fang Chen.

"Bang!"

With a slight sound, Fang Chen raised his head and an extremely dangerous aura appeared on his body, causing the golden-winged roc to retreat aside, and glanced at the four of them coldly: "Do you want the four of you to unite and fight with me to end the grudge between your master and me... Master?"

"Not bad! Fang Chen, do you dare to fight?"

"It's not just the grudges of the previous generation, but also our own grudges. This battle is imperative!"

"The previous generation had the Battle of Xuantian, and we had the Battle of Jinyuan Mountain. This is a continuation of the ancient spirit. Could it be that you are afraid?"

"Haha... the continuation of the ancient spirit?" Fang Chen suddenly laughed wildly, then looked at the four people extremely coldly, as if he had returned to the ancient: "Do you know what kind of grudges are in the ancient grudges? Do you want to be involved in this cause and effect?"

"Challenge the strong and break their own bottlenecks."

"Ctrike the fate?" Fang Chen's eyes closed slightly, his hands touched the hilt of Tianheng's sword, and an extremely dangerous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!