"Demon alliance? 84 sects? The first person in the holy demon realm?"

Situ Junru's words stunned Murong Qianqian, even the thirteen elders of Shuiyue sect next to her. In this way, isn't Ye Tian's 18th disciple bigger than Liao Tongwen and situ Junru?

When situ Junru did not want to finish, he suddenly stamped his foot: "Alas, what I said just now is not accurate. Later, a little change happened. Master is the general leader of the alliance of the 84 sects. He appointed Lao 18 as the special envoy of the alliance leader. However, because Lao 18 made a mistake, he was demoted by the alliance leader as the special envoy of the acting alliance leader. Among the 84 sects, the leaders of five sects were executed by master because they violated the league rules. In fact, the current Zhenyao alliance only needs Seventy nine families live in the door. "

"All the patriarchs of the five sects will be executed?"

At this moment, Murong Qianqian was a little confused. The sect that could unite with the Maitreya palace was certainly not weak. It was such a sect. The five sect leaders were executed together?

What a bloody means it takes!

"Well, old seventeen, don't tell me about the holy demon realm!"

At this time, ye Tian waved his hand to stop situ Junru, and then looked at Murong Qianqian: "you are the senior 19. After Shuiyue sect joined the Maitreya palace, it still exists independently. It is just renamed Shuiyue sect branch, and it doesn't need to be called Shuiyue branch, so you keep the word of sect. The resources of disciples are allocated to them. Like other disciples, each is equipped with a half immortal soldier magic weapon..."

"Shifu... Shifu... What magic weapon are you equipped with?" Murong Qianqian couldn't believe his ears and asked without interrupting Ye Tian.

Ye Tian said with a smile: "old 19, you heard right. Each disciple is equipped with a half immortal soldier magic weapon. There are only more than 10000 disciples in Shuiyue sect branch, and more than 10000 half immortal soldier magic weapons."

If ye Tian had not been recognized as a teacher now, Murong Qianqian really wanted to say: ye Daoyou, are you talking about Chinese cabbage?

Ten thousand half immortal magic weapons... Just?

nothing more?

These two words are amazing!

Murong Qianqian thought that no matter how powerful the strength of the Maitreya palace was, it was impossible to use 10000 pieces as the measurement unit of the flying sword of the half immortal soldiers.

Ye Tian smiled but didn't speak.

Situ Junru knew it was time for him to appear. He also smiled and said to Murong Qianqian: "19th younger martial sister, master is right. All disciples of Tiangong branch were assigned a semi immortal soldier flying sword, enjoy the medicinal wine that can cut bones and wash marrow, 150 pieces of fairy jade every year, and various rewards..."

"Ah..."

Murong Qianqian was stunned, and then there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

You should know what the resource allocation of Shuiyue sect disciples is, one fairy jade a year!

As for the others... No!

One hundred and fifty yuan a year is an astronomical figure for any ordinary disciple of the sect.

Moreover, there is also the medicinal wine for cutting bones and washing marrow. It is definitely a good thing like Tiancai and Dibao. As long as you join the Maitreya palace, everyone has it?

Murong Qianqian looked at the elders around him, and they were stunned.

At this time, ye Tian suddenly said, "what the old seventeen said this time is not accurate. One hundred and fifty pieces of fairy jade every year are only for the disciples below the golden elixir realm, and the disciples above the golden elixir realm. The Maitreya palace has not made specific provisions for the time being. Generally, I give one hundred and eighty thousand fairy jade to use first, and I will take it again if it is not enough!"

"Master, I dare to ask, is there a fairy jade mine in our Maitreya palace?" Murong Qianqian swallowed and asked.

"You don't have to worry about it. The problem of resources can be solved by the teacher. With the accumulation of the Maitreya palace, even if you eat nothing, you can support a hundred years!" Ye Tian waved his hand calmly.

"I know. I saluted my master!"

Murong Qianqian couldn't stand the stimulation anymore. She quickly knelt down and kowtowed three heads to Ye Tian. She vowed that she would never be in a daze again. If she was in a daze again and again, she would sooner or later become a fool.

This master is a god like existence. Finally, he can spend a lot of earth fairy jade without scruples in the future. He doesn't have to make careful calculations for the resources of Shuiyue sect.

There is no incense table, no candle, simply three heads, which can be regarded as determining the status of teachers and disciples.

"Get up, now enter revenge!" Ye Tian stretched out his hand, and Murong Qianqian got up, and Gong answered.

"Old seventeen..." Ye Tian called again.

Situ Junru understood and went ahead first, and made repeated gestures. Black stone slabs popped up and fell into the cave. After spreading for a mile or two, he finally rushed to the door of a stone chamber.

You can't see how big the stone chamber is from the cave, but you can see that many blond friars are holding the door of the stone chamber and waiting.

"Nadeson... Shuiyuezong has come to take revenge today! Get ready to die!" Murong Qianqian shouted excitedly when he saw one of the wrinkled old men.

"Even if you take revenge, you have to pay a heavy price. Come on, futu sect is willing to die with you humble foreigners..." the old man said with a grim smile.

"With your mother..." Ye Tian shouted, "old seventeen put magic weapons..."

Hearing the master's instructions, situ Junru looked cold, gestured repeatedly, and ejected black mans into the stone chamber.

Every black awn is a stone slab.

The black Huafan stone plate shoots into the stone chamber and zooms in quickly. One is like this, two are like this... More than a dozen Huafan stone plates are like this

After more than ten breaths, ye Tianchong Murong Qianqian nodded slightly: "old nineteen, you can enter revenge!"

Murong Qianqian's eyes were cold, and he walked towards the stone chamber with a flying sword in his hand.

At this time, there was a mess in the stone chamber, shouting from time to time and footsteps.

"Get out, get out of here..."

"I lost my mana..."

"Me too..."

"This black stone board is strange... Withdraw and go through the exit..."

"Send the messenger..."

All kinds of voices mixed together, noisy, and I don't know if the people inside can hear it clearly.

Murong Qianqian stepped out of the spacious stone chamber with a radius of hundreds of feet. He waved his sword and turned it into light to kill the friars of tufu sect.

The other 13 elders of huashenjing also waved their swords mechanically to vent their hatred.

Under the influence of more than a dozen stone slabs, those tufu friars can no longer exert any mana. Like ordinary people, they can only meet the ruthless sword of revenge with flesh and blood.

"Lord Murong... Let's talk about peace... Tufu sect is willing to compensate you for a lot of fairy jade... A lot of fairy jade, which you have never seen in your life..."

The voice of the old man came from the opening of a fork hole.

"Talk about your mother and... My aunt is here for revenge. There's nothing to talk about. Wait to die. My aunt wants you to watch nadeson kill your disciples one by one... Just like you kill the disciples of Shuiyue sect..."

Murong Qianqian shot with hatred, and the flying sword kept killing, but his eyes stared at the old man not far away and said with hatred.

"You foreigners... Will be killed by our local warriors sooner or later..." the old man said, turned and ran away.

Murong Qianqian looked back at Ye Tian and saw that ye Tian was talking to situ Junru outside the stone chamber. He looked leisurely and seemed to be chatting. Situ Junru smiled happily, looked here and nodded to himself.

This tiny signal made Murong Qian completely relax. He was sure that master had arranged everything and was not afraid of the other party escaping.

That's what master said about the turtle in a jar.

Therefore, Murong Qianqian was not in a hurry to kill the old man, but killed his enemy one sword at a time.

She did not use all her strength, nor did she kill in a large area. It seemed that she killed too fast and too short, and her hatred for tufu could not be released.

The same is true for the other 13 sect elders.

"It's you, Charles... You killed my disciple... You have today..."

Click!

A sound came out, an elder cut off the man's head, stirred the sword in his hand again, and killed the yuan God of the friar in Yuanying territory.

"Long Ke... When you attacked the prison mountain... I didn't expect me to attack your tufu sect today..."

Ka

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