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Eight hundred and fifty-five, not fun, not fun

In this Moss Island Square, there is a strange smell, which looks like a scene from a horror movie.

The deacon of Fangti Island over there was half of his crazy words, and suddenly he felt like he was strangled by something, and his blood light flashed slightly and fell to the ground.

Although the foundation-building monk from Jiaoyu Island felt that something was strange, he still couldn't help but want to go over and check the situation.

Although the deacon of Fangmoshit Island fell softly to the ground, he still twisted on the ground like a performance, then pressed his hand on his chest, then looked up at the foundation-building monks from Jiaoyu Island, as if they wanted to say something.

However, at this moment, a few blood lights suddenly flashed from the blood that had accumulated in the square, and flashed towards the foundation-building monk from Jiaoyu Island, which inevitably made the figure of the foundation-building monk pause slightly.

At the same time, the four Qi-refining disciples who followed the foundation-building monk suddenly found that some blood had appeared on the ground under their feet at some point. Then the blood seemed to have turned into a special living creature, covering them directly.

Soon, a blood light flashed out of the blood, penetrated into the bodies of the four Jiaoyu Island Qi Refining disciples.

At this moment, both the foundation-building monk on Jiaoyu Island and the four Qi-refining disciples were shaking in the spot like they were epilepsy, and they couldn't help but scream in pain.

Seeing such a change, the Deacon Fangmoto Island, who was still twisting and performing on the ground, suddenly flashed with inspiration, and the figure of Hu Daji appeared.

"It's not fun, it's not fun. I just started the show. Why did I do it? Oh, it's really boring!"

Hu Daji then floated up again, pouting and shouting unhappily.

As soon as about two steps behind Hu Daji, Zhu Lingwu was shaking his head and smiling helplessly. His figure was covered up with Hu Daji's illusion.

It turned out that all this was done just now by Hu Daji. Originally, Zhu Lingwu meant that after these cultivators from Jiaoyu Island got to Fangmoe Island, they let the blood gods attack them.

But Hu Daji was unhappy and felt that the monk from Jiaoyu Island who came here this time was not threatening anyway, so he wanted to make such a game to play. Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but act coquettishly, so he had to accompany him to watch the show.

"Okay, okay, just play for a while, it's still a big deal! Besides, you've acted too much, and if you continue like this, you'll be exposed!"

Zhu Lingwu's soul thoughts swept over the foundation-building monk on the Jiaoyu Island over there. Seeing that Zhang Mao, the leader of the Blood God Sect, had basically controlled this body, his mind calmed down.

As for the four Qi-refining disciples over there, there is no need to worry. Those who enter their bodies are the blood gods who worship the gods. It is natural that there is no mistake in dealing with the four Qi-refining disciples.

This time, Zhu Lingwu was indeed sure that he could solve these monks from Jiaoyu Island, so that he would let Hu Daji make a fuss like this. However, just now, watching Hu Daji act there, especially after Hu Daji turned over to the ground, he acted more and more, so that the Blood God took action to understand the farce.

When the monks came to Jiaoyu Island, they did not expect to be attacked. They did not even have the aura of protecting their bodies, so naturally they would not have much power to resist.

"Okay, then look at what good things he has. He seems to be the master of the island master of Jiaoyu Island!"

Hu Daji's eyes rolled slightly, and he used his spiritual consciousness to sweep the foundation-building monk on the Jiaoyu Island, looking for his storage bag. He obviously thought about her ice-type magic weapon and magic weapon.

"Okay, I got it, I'll give it to you later!"

Seeing this, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but shook his head again, and looked at the foundation-building monk from Jiaoyu Island over there. However, he saw that he was already under the control of Zhang Mao, the leader of the Blood God Sect, and he agreed to Hu Daji.

After taking down these cultivators from Jiaoyu Island, Zhu Lingwu frozen the bodies of the four Jiaoyu Island Qi Refining disciples and temporarily stored them in the spirit beast bag.

It only allowed the body of the foundation-building monk controlled by Zhang Mao, the leader of the Blood God Sect, to stay. However, what disappointed Hu Daji was that there was still nothing good in the storage bag of the foundation-building monk.

The storage bag is just some talismans that are ready to be used to seal the fictitious cracks, and the others are some water demon spirit crystals and some messy ice-based materials.

Not to mention magic weapons, even magic weapons are not available, which makes Hu Daji very depressed.

In fact, Zhu Lingwu had already guessed that this result was the result, but now that this foundation-building cultivator from Jiaoyu Island exists, the battle against Jiaoyu Island is imminent.

So Zhu Lingwu asked Hu Daji and the monk from Jiaoyu Island who was controlled by Zhang Mao, the leader of the Blood God Sect, to stay on Fangtai Island first, and took the contact talismans between Fangtai Island and Jiaoyu Island so that they could deal with Jiaoyu Island's inquiries from time to time.

Zhu Lingwu went to Linghu Island in the Yuxing Hall again. Since the war was about to start, he still needed to find the high-level cultivators of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect.

Soon Zhu Lingwu entered Linghu Island, and the first one to go was the temporary resting place of Elder Jishuang.

This Supreme Elder Jishuang occupied the cave of Linghu Island, which originally belonged to the Lord of the Yuxing Palace, into his own cave, and set up a special ban in front of the cave.

When Zhu Lingwu came to this cave, he saw a Tai Chi Yin-Yang graphic portal that seemed to be composed of countless small flying swords.

"Disciple Ling Wu, please see the Supreme Elder!"

Zhu Lingwu looked at the entrance of the cave and curled his lips slightly, but he had to knock on the door respectfully for his meeting.

Accompanied by his voice, a spiritual light was hit by him to the forbidden portal, but this spiritual light was instantly cut into pieces by countless flying swords. Then the flying sword on the portal turned into a flying sword with clear spiritual light, facing Zhu Lingwu in front of the door like a living thing.

"Well, Ling Wu, have you found a way to enter the next spiritual island?"

After a few breaths, the flying sword on the forbidden gate of the cave house scattered into countless small runes-like flying swords, and the voice of the Supreme Elder Jishuang came out of the cave house.

"Yes, my disciple has used his means to control a foundation-building cultivator on Jiaoyu Island. He can let him take his disciples into Jiaoyu Island. At that time, I can naturally invite all the Supreme Elders and Elders to enter the island-protecting spirit ban on Jiaoyu Island together!"

Zhu Lingwu whispered to the cave where Elder Jishuang was located. Of course, his meaning was also very clear, even if the Elder Jishuang could come out.

"Oh, there has been such a result in just two days, which is great! Ling Wu, it seems that the sect asked you to take on this responsibility, and it is indeed the right person to choose the right person. You can find such an overseas foundation overseas in Donghong, and invade the core of the Star Cult. Haha, it is very interesting to think about it!"
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