"I refuse."

Zhao Wujiang was wearing a black purple robe, surrounded by purple flames, constantly burning and devouring the spiritual energy under the starry sky, and his figure disappeared again.

Zhu Jing dodged in fear and barely avoided another blow from Wu Jiang's swift thunder, but her right arm was still weirdly wiped by the palm wind.

Her right arm began to wither in an instant.

Zhu Jing is also a cruel person. She raised her hand and cut off the rapidly withered flesh and blood with one knife. She covered her right arm and shouted angrily:

"Wujiang, let's give up.

Don't force me again!"

Zhao Wujiang didn't say anything, but just expressed his opinions with his actions. He ruthlessly attacked Zhu Jing with another heavy blow.

"Ahhhh! You forced me!"

Zhu Jing's face was twisted, she shouted angrily, and her sleeves suddenly swung towards Wujiang, and the powerful venerable power burst out in an instant.

Everyone also felt a powerful crisis at this moment and retreated one after another.

But the next moment, the whole world was gone.

It seems that the starlight in the starry sky is extinguished at this time.

Everyone heard Zhu Jing's last angrily shout, and his eyes were refreshed, and his consciousness was sleeping with this world.

The power of the venerable waving from Zhu Jing's sleeves was also stationary in the darkness, like a splendid fireworks.

Zhao Wujiang looked at the stillness, like an explosive light ball that was about to bloom. With the help of the halo of the light ball, he saw Zhu Jing, who remained angry and remained motionless.

He was shocked, not knowing what had happened, and wanted to move, but was horrified to find that the cultivation level in his body was completely unchanged, like a stone sinking into the sea.

And he has no control over his body.

A slightly harsh sound came in the darkness where the starlight was extinguished.

It seemed like a chain dragging on the ground, making a stinging sound.

The sound was getting closer and closer to Zhao Wujiang. He could not move. He tried his best to check out from the corner of his eyes. With the solidified and stationary light ball in front of him, he saw a bronze rust green stick appeared behind his feet.

Thick chains.

The chains were so thick that they seemed to be a few rounds larger than his head.

With his instinct, he felt the breath of other creatures appearing behind him, as if he was staring at him and slowly breathing at him.

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Middle Earth Divine Realm, Haoran Zhengqi Sect.

Cranes fly and clouds surround.

In a hall of the sect.

Deep in the bookshelf in the hall, a man sitting on the ground, leaning against the bookshelf was reading ancient books quietly.

The name of the ancient book is called "The Legend of the Relics of Ancient Ancients".

Most of the content recorded in it is anecdotes and interesting stories from ancient times.

Even if the man sat on the ground, he did not feel indulgent or procrastinate. Instead, he always held a light smile on his lips, and his temperament was as gentle as a gentle young man.

He was wearing a water-blue robe, with green bamboo embroidered at the sleeves and behind the robe, meaning the nobleness of a gentleman.

There is also a yellow jade pendant hanging on the belt.

A gentleman is like jade.

He is Yue Bufan, a peerless genius who has the cultivation of the venerable and the rank of a gentleman.

If Zhao Wujiang had been here, he would have recognized this gentleman called Yue Bufan. It was the clay Buddha who caused the rapid collapse of the Great Xia Dynasty, which made him and his relatives and friends separate from each other, and finally disrespect the Tao and swear to break his promises.

However, the clay Buddha Yue Bufan is obviously younger than before, at least ten years younger than before, and his temperament is even better than before.

After all, the soul that had been dissipated by failure in the tribulation was saved, and now he has reached the realm of the Four Tribulation Venerables.

Although I didn't get what I originally thought of in the secret world, I accidentally obtained the actual luck of the secret world and obtained nearly one-third of Zhao Wujiang's glazed bones.

He went further and the future was promising.

But these were all planned by him, the "gentleman", with not so glorious means.

It was not the first time he did this in the secret world, nor was it the last time he did this.
Chapter completed!