The Divine Martial Stars

Outside the shield great array of Taixuan College.

Among the immortals.

East Mysterious Immortal door leader Wei Andong sits quietly in the formation of Juling.

Healing is long over.

His body became stiffer than the javelin.

The symptoms of gray hair and withering caused by excessive consumption of heart blood have disappeared long ago. Black hair is dense like a waterfall, and each strand of hair is flowing with immortal dao.

Injuries that should have been hardened for 3-5 years in order to fully recover, have been fully recovered in less than twenty hours.

At this time, he was running some cultivation technique.

A subtle and subtle breath, like a dormant terror, was surrounding him, and as he breathed, it stretched and contracted indiscriminately.

For a moment, he opened his eyes.

“It’s really a bunch of waste, and they all died in the eye tunnel.”

Wei Andong sighed.

But there was no disappointment or anger on his face.

Instead, with a strange smile.

“The plan is smoother than expected. A total of sixteen Exiled Immortal resent the dead soul, Ha Ha Ha, to perfect my [Six Paths of Samsara 幡]. It can be perfect and more perfect than expected.”

He couldn’t help laughing grinfully.

A demon-like breath flashed across the face.

whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Six dark red streamers shot out from his palm and shot at six different positions around him.

It is the banner of six strokes red.

Each flagpole is made of extremely rare black blood fairy iron. The thickness of the bowl mouth, six meters high, and the pattern on the flag are different. They are all drawn with blood, exuding a strong bloody taste.

When the six flags came out, the flag hunted.

The fresh red blood-like veins spread from the bottom of the flagpole and walked on the ground of the fairy temple. Finally, they gathered together, forming a gloomy Formation.

Suddenly in the whole immortal hall, ghost qi was sensational, demonic energy surged, and the immortal dao’s breath disappeared.

And Wei Andong is like an incarnation of a demon.

black hair dancing wildly, robe hunting.

“Return in the spirit.”

He kept pinching his tricks, chanting ancient and obscure curses even in Immortal World.

The intangible power radiates around the Xiandian.

The Exiled Immortal powerhouse left by the thirty-sixth advance team of Immortal World, and other Flying Immortal and Slave Immortal members, did not notice this power at all.

Even the Tibetan Formation of Taixuan Academy did not resist this invasion.

Because of this power, it works only for specific foods.

Among the eight channels of the Tibetan Formation, the remorse of the Exiled Immortal-level powerhouse that had completely died and even the Primordial Spirit died, was drawn by this power and gradually formed a similar existence as an undead spirit.

“I’m alive again?”

“How is this going?”

“No, the Primordial Spirit of Benxian has already been killed. Why is it … ah, evil monster is a mess, the [Furious Huang Longdan] has a problem.”

“Do not……”

Some dead Exiled Immortal, the spirits reunited, and their consciousness recovered, and they soon realized that the reason for the detention of the dead soul was actually that they took the [Furious Huanglongdan] in battle.

“Wei Andong !!!”

Exiled Immortal realized it was not good and gave a silent roar.

The anger being plot against put them into rage.

But to no avail.

The power of the mysterious ghosts draws them directly out of the eight worlds of the eye channel, and wraps them around, and moves towards the Bronze Immortal Palace.

“Ah Ha Ha Ha …”

In the immortal hall, the laughter like Wei Andong’s demons echoed.

But not at all anyone else can hear.

In less than twenty breaths, the sixteen Exiled Immortal spirits were all taken into the great hall of the dim demonic energy tumble of the fairy hall.

“Wei Andong, what did you do?”

Ten Sixth Prince roars.

In the great hall of Yin Qi Sensen, under the effect of the formation rules, the spirit ghost seems to be able to make a sound, and other ghosts, and Wei Andong have heard it.

All Exiled Immortal’s souls heard the roar of ten Sixth Princes.

Wei Andong faintly smiled, and said, “What did I do? Hehe, you losers, all died in the hands of the Nether Bug, really lost our Immortal World’s face, and asked me what I did?”

“What’s in your medicine pill?”

Ten Sixth Prince rushed to Wei Andong with anger.

But a gust of wind rolled like a whip on the body of the Sixth Prince, who uttered a scream that was shattered by the pumped spirit, and then slowly reunited.

“[Furious Huanglongdan]?”

Wei Andong’s mouth turned up.

“That’s the Spirit Pill that helps you to improve your strength. Unfortunately, you are too wasteful. Even this kind of divide pill won’t let you defeat the dregs of the Nether and waste my medicine pill.”

He looked at the sixteen dead souls in Xiandian, despising the authentic way.

“If I didn’t guess wrong, even if we win, the end result will be dead. It’s just that we defeated and died in the hands of the Nether Martial Artist, and won in your hands.”

[Tracing the Golden Taoist] Anger.

[Jingyun real person] also said: “Your medicine pill is doped with other ingredients, Wei Andong, you are so brave, dare to plot us, are you not afraid of the punishment of Wanxian League?”

“Ha Ha Ha ha.”

Wei Andong heard this and laughed wildly.

“So you are a bunch of stupid people.”

“Don’t understand yet?”

“Why does Wanxian League punish me?”

“In order to gain insight into the formulation of Taixuan College, I have exhausted my brains and damaged Yangshou. All this is in my eyes, and you … hehe, you waste group, holding the best Immortal Artifact, With the best medicine pill, I ended up dying in the hands of Wu Xiu of the Nether World. What did you do with me? “

“Your Sect forces are ashamed to mention this.”

“Even if they are going to get revenge, they are just looking for those stinky stones from Li Mu.

Wei Andong was haunted by the spirit of demons, and the laughter was like the most sinister ghost.

In a word, all Exiled Immortal spirits are surprised and angry.

What a Wei Andong.

So from the beginning, he was plot against.

It’s not just plot against one or more of the thirty-six advance teams, but all Exiled Immortal, one that is not leaked, are all given against the plot.

too terrifying.

“You … what do you want to do?”

An Yuezong asked Xinxin Zuo angrily.

As an immortal dao demonic cultivator, he had felt a great crisis.

Wei Andong’s mouth angled up and said with a smile lightly: “What do you want? Well, it’s very simple. I would like to ask you a favor and enter this [Six Paths of Samsara ，] for the initiation of my hard work. Provide a little energy, nothing more, no one wants him. After all, we all work together and are friends. Don’t get me wrong. “

The Exiled Immortal turned mad.

Entering the evil Immortal Artifact, isn’t that becoming a spirit of evil?

Will be wiped out of intellect, tortured day and night, in order to provoke resentment to provide energy for the evil Immortal Artifact, life is worse than death, better than slaves, never live.

What a cruel heart.

Zuo Xinhan didn’t say a word, and turned and fled.

“Ha Ha Ha, stay, my medicine pill, how can I let you eat for nothing.”

Wei Andong laughed.

The surrounding gust of wind was launched, and the indescribable evil powers tumbled and surged, trapping all Exiled Immortal spirits in the formation.

On the six-pole banner, the scarlet veins flickered and spread out, like tentacles, entwining sixteen Exiled Immortal-level souls, and moved towards the flag.

“Wei Andong, how dare you?”

A Sword Sect roared.

“Master my Sect, I will never let you go.”

The young leader of Huazong Gaoguan struggled desperately.

“No, Brother Wei, let me go. I am normal and respectful to you. I would like to be your loyal servant and go around me once, Brother Wei …” Gongyang Zhi begged.

But to no avail.

Wei Andong’s mind is ruthless and indifferent, he urges mysticism, and puts all Exiled Immortal spirits into [Six Paths of Samsara 幡].

The wind is rolling.

Yin Qi Sensen.

On the six flags, the bloodline flashed rapidly.

Ten Sixth Prince, Swordsman and the others The mournful wailing sounds continue to come from the flag, like a night owl ghost crying, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, extremely powerful.

Wei Andong just refining with peace of mind.

After about an hour.

Wei Andong’s long hair turned into silver again.

In his eye socket, there was a faint blood color lingering, and he converged within his pupils for a moment.

The six-shot flag flew, narrowed quickly, and fell into the palm of your hand.

“Finally finished.”

Wei Andong’s expression was extremely excited, and his voice was a little trembling.

He closed the six shots, controlled the decline with his breath, and then said loudly, “Come here …”

The middle-aged priest of the magic stone tribe quickly entered the great hall and said: “Allied Master …”

Wei Andong sighed, waved his hands, and said, “Call for help from Immortal World.”

“Ah?” The middle-aged priest startedled, and then turned wild, and said, “alliance lord, do you mean … do you?”

Wei Andong sighed generously, and said sadly: “There are taboos in Taixuan College. Exiled Immortal attacked, but I have no other method. I can only plead guilty and ask Immortal World for help.”

The middle-aged priest’s heart was cold.

“Go.”

Wei Andong waved his hands weakly.

Soon, a fairy light rose from the center of the army camp of immortal dao and shot out of the sky, disappearing instantly.

In Taixuan College, seeing this scene, the old god stick twisted his sparse beard.

“Okay, the last moment is coming.”

He said to Ming Yue next to him: “Go, invite your Young Master.”

Mingyue turned away.

The old god stick his head down at the door of the great hall and thought for a while, and then said to the breeze on the other side: “Jiang Xiaojiu and Yuan Rou, please also come, in the eye channel, there is no need to guard.

Qingfeng couldn’t help asking, “What about the others?”

The old god stick said: “Others, don’t need to notice.”

“it is good.”

The breeze also turned away.

The old god stick looked up at the sky.

His brow frowned slightly.

The wind is blowing.

Among the black cannons, not only the tail, but also the body and fins of the cannons were exposed. I don’t know when, even the arms of the old god stick had faint scales.

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