"I chose the second one, not because I was afraid of death, but because I didn't want a few sect masters to take greater risks for our safety. Oh, there really are a few sect masters who are really because of us and something else, and even if he can forgive us, we can't forgive ourselves!"

When the disciples had finished speaking, the other disciples answered. There are fewer people in the dumb bar.

Although it is shameful to be accused of being Qiu Ziming's space weapon, and even ridiculed as insatiable and afraid of life and death, for Qiu Ziming's safety, they should not take risks. The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect all knew what he meant by complaining about Qiu for the Heavenly Sword Sect. If there were no complaints about Qiu, there would be no Tianjianmen today.

"Shao Zongzhu, we know we're going to drag you down. "In this way, we might as well go into space. In this way, not only for us, but also for Shao Zongzhu, it is also the best choice. One of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect opened his mouth and said, his face a little helpless and painful.

As a swordsman, he would choose to run away from this kind of thing. This is a great test of the swordsman's inner experience. Some people may never be able to improve in their swordsmanship again, but as long as he can leap over the past, he can also improve by leaps and bounds.

He complained that Qiu Xiaoming was no longer talking nonsense. He directly brought the disciples of the Sword Sect into the space magic weapon of the Taoism. As for himself, he went to the Kunlun Mountains.

As many ethnic minority monks approached the center of Mount Kunlun, a group of unfathomable shapeshifters were recorded on a dangerous peak on the side of Mount Kunlun.

"Do you have any definite information about why these people came to Kunlun Mountain under the banner?" a man sat on a throne, dressed in a black robe, with his hair shaved, and watched around.

"According to my general's report, these people are supposed to be for the blood of the fairy. An eagle-eyed man with white feathers all over his body opened his mouth.

"Immortal blood? How do these people know? Did the old man leak it, but didn't it seem to be good for him?

"Big brother, you were really wrong this time. "Although the news of this evil path is not of obvious benefit to the old man, it is certainly not harmful. If there is no harm, why don't you release it, in case an accident does happen, including the old man, who may still be able to touch fish in the troubled waters!"

The second child said the same thing, but the old man should also know that the seal of poverty and curiosity will be reopened at this time. Won't he let the monks of this country become Jedi knights?"

The sharp-eyed man smiled and said: "Big brother, you really look at people, sacrificing some little monks for themselves, nothing is nothing, as long as they can break through the fairyland, not to mention more than 800 ethnic minority monks, they account for more than half of the population." They're hard-hearted too!"

The black-robed man raised his head once, nodded, and said, "The third person's words are very reasonable Now, no matter what the old man thinks, we must deal with them well Curiosity is a big trouble for them, but it is not necessarily a good thing for us, or even a big trouble. After all, curiosity breaks through the seal from here, and the first thing we have to do is solve our big problems. Demon. As your nominated Demon King, I invite you to come here to discuss what we should do with this strange breach of the seal and the affairs of these people.

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, there was a discussion around him. These demons are not like humans. They don't have that many rules. As a result of their discussions, it was natural for them to express their opinions on their qualifications and to communicate constantly.

After some discussion, it seems that there is no complete plan to deal with these demons yet. The black-robed demon has some ugly faces, but also some helpless ones. Although they have lived for at least almost a thousand years, there are still some problems.

Although he was vigilant along the way, relying on the exploration of the little star to avoid many dangers, as Kunlun Mountain got closer and closer to the center, the dangers around him became more and more dense.

The little stars are too many to count. This was the first minority monk he met. However, as the number of monks of the kendo minority increases, why complain about autumn is becoming more and more uncomfortable.

The number of these people is indeed increasing, and the number of each group is also increasing, which means that many allies or allies have begun to assemble, but Tianjianmen, including Zilanxuan, has not seen it.

Among all the national forces that entered Kunlun Mountain, there were too many forces that could threaten the Tianjian Gate. There should also be many forces that harbor hatred for Tianjianmen, which is why they are worried about Qiuqiu.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that Xu Haisheng's news came from the clothes he corresponded with.

Because Kunlun Mountain is full of a pair of peculiar zeros, the general communicative clothes do not have much effect, that is, those valuable communicative clothes are rare, and the role here is greatly reduced.

Now he complains that Mr. Qiu has received news from Xu Haisheng, which means that Xu Haisheng will not be too far away from him.

According to Xu Haisheng's information, he complained that he had gathered some disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and even Zilan Xuan's people were discovered. The news was really happy because he complained about Cho, but the joy didn't last long because he complained that Cho was being stared at.

Little Star's warning came just in time, but it was still a little worse than the quick action of those people, maybe a little slower, and some people did have a little more in number, and no matter how much they complained about running, they couldn't get out of their encirclement.

"Why is Tianjian Sect complaining about Mr. Qiu, this prince has been waiting for you for a long time, if you really don't come again, this prince can't tell you that he will leave here and go somewhere else to find you!"

The person who spoke was the one who came to the Heavenly Sword Gate to provoke the Jian Xiu family.

"You must give me something to do, something to say. He complained that while he was afraid of the power of these people, it was not so easy to get him to bow his head easily.

Although the strength of these Jianxiu family members seems to be unusual, there is still a big gap compared to He Yanqiu. This is He Yanqiu's clearest feeling. Except for a few people, He Yanqiu still had the confidence to kill them all.

But what scared him the most was not Jian Xiu's family, but the mysterious person who had been hiding in the dark. This person was supposed to be Kenxiu's elder, and the aura of Snow Tower was a warning to him not to think otherwise.

This damn old bastard!

No matter how arrogant he is, he can't lie to all of them. He can also run for his life after the old man's pursuit, so he can only endure it for a while.

And the son of Ben said, He shall find thee, and despise him. Now that I have met you this time, this battle is destined to be indispensable. How dare you fight!"

The radiant man opened his mouth to the sun, and his tone was full of confidence. He didn't complain about Khutin Kali, but he didn't care at all. With this confidence, he pushes people, like Edward Yau, to see how many decorations he sees. In the end, none of them could beat themselves.

"It's okay to try to compete with people, but do you think I'm going to compete with you wholeheartedly in front of so many people here?"

He complained that Qiu Xiaoming was late, and spoke to the man.

"There is some truth in what you say, and my son will naturally make you a talent. Brothers and gentlemen, please take a step back and let's finish the game before we talk!

(End of chapter)