Mo Xinglu and Xuan Chengzi have been coveting the fate beast for a long time. Before this, the research and investigation of the fate beast was controlled by the Tianwu Academy, which is Yu Chenshu. Once Yu Chenshu died, all the sects in the world had the opportunity to obtain the fate beast. How could they know that the fate beast had long been monopolized by the Black Lotus.

"Old sir, you have also seen that thousands of practitioners from the three sects took a long time to beat these three fate beasts to their bodies. As soon as you appeared, you opened your mouth and asked for two fate hearts. Isn't this just a joke?" said Xuan Chengzi, the Taoist of Chongxu.

All old people who have lived a long life and can watch the battle on the top of Donglin Mountain for a long time without being able to express their feelings, how could they be ordinary people?

Wentian Sect Zeng Yan consumed a lot of money in the battle, and looked a little embarrassed, and did not want to establish an enemy out of thin air, so he said:

"...My disciple used his life to attract the Xiqu beast and the mountain ointment beast... We Wentian Sect lost more than dozens of cultivators. At this price alone, the fate beast cannot be given up."

Luzhou Fuxu nodded:

"I am not an unreasonable person. The fate beast was not attracted by your disciple, but by my disciple."

Mo Xinglu, Xuan Chengzi and Zeng Yan looked at each other.

This makes me a little confused.

Mo Xinglu smiled and said, "Old sir, you can't prove that this was attracted by your disciple? It's not impossible for one person to attract three heads."

Xuan Chengzi echoed:

"Fate beasts have territorial consciousness. Strictly speaking, if one fate beast appears, other fate beasts will not fight for it anymore... but there are exceptions in everything. There are also fate beasts that appear in clusters in history. There are two mountain ointment beasts that appear at the same time, and they do not reject each other's territorial consciousness. Since the old man is reasonable, what I said is reasonable, right?"

Luzhou looked at Xuan Chengzi and said:

"Some truths are, but these three fate beasts may also be attracted by my disciples."

"this……"

Xuan Chengzi was speechless for a moment.

Wentian Zong Zeng Yan paid a lot of money, how could he be willing to do so? So he said, "Then please come out and see the old gentleman. You can't speak vernacularly?"

"What do you mean is that I lie?" Lu Zhou glanced at Zeng Yan and his eyes flew towards the three shaking life beasts.

With the continuous output of thousands of soul masters, the impact force and combat power have been greatly reduced compared to before.

The ground was covered with mess, trees fell to the ground, and the sky on the west side of the entire Donglin Mountains was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Mo Xinglu saw that Luzhou was about to be angry and said:

"The old man doesn't look like a lie, he's just reasonable. What we say makes sense. According to the old man's opinion, how should we distinguish who attracted the fate beast?"

Bang.

Bang bang...bang bang bang...

A series of sword auras finally slashed the three fate beasts and fell to the ground with a bang.

The three major sects surrounded them and dug out the fateful heart of the fate beast.

There is one authentic Kunlun, one clashing with Xuguan, and one Wentianzong, and the three are just completed.

The injured disciples rested on the spot to treat their injuries.

The rest of the hang flew up in the air, and the formation was quite large.

Mo Xinglu saw that his destiny had already been obtained, so she said, "Old sir, can you know the Tianlun Mountains?"

"Tianlun Mountain?" Lu Zhou asked in confusion, wondering why she mentioned this place.

"After the battle at Tianlun Canyon, Yu Chenshu was killed by the strong man from Shiye. Later, Thousand Realms appeared in Kyoto. Taoist Chongxu and I were fortunate to meet that strong man... The old man can go to Tianlun Canyon to try our luck." Mo Xinglu said with a smile.

This sentence reveals two meanings:

1. The heart of fate will not give in;

2. They know the bosses of the Thousand Worlds, you can do it;

have no choice.

If you say this, you can only show your identity. As a tycoon in the Thousand Worlds, there is no need to lie, and you have always convinced others with reason.

"Forget it."

Luzhou Fu Xu nodded, "Actually, I am..."

Buzz ———

A beam of light cut through the sky from a distance.

Thousands of practitioners were shocked and looked in the sound.

From the northernmost end of the Donglin Mountains, a thirty-five-meter-high ink-colored Thousand Realms swept away from the low altitude.

The unique astrological plate of the Thousand Realms and the beam of light that shot out from the Gangyin seal was like thunder, making all the practitioners present stunned.

"Thousands of realms!" Mo Xinglu, Zeng Yan and Xuan Chengzi exclaimed in surprise.

"Walk!"

"It's too late!"

After the five fate patterns of the Tianlun Mountains emerged, for a long time, the Red Lotus Practice World was in panic. After a long period of silence, the Black Lotus Practice World gradually forgot about Black Lotus.

The black lotus reappears.

How can they not be surprised?

The speed of Qianjie Posa was so fast that the three of them couldn't have the idea of ​​escaping.

And more than one person... After a few breaths, the Thousand Realms disappeared, and six practitioners wearing black armor and holding long halberds rushed into the air.

Maybe it was an illusion, or the inner worry and fear of the strong, which made them feel that the flight of these six people seemed to shrink into an inch, and in the blink of an eye it was a distance, like an illusion.

Luzhou also looked at the six people, combining with the height of the Dharma body just now.

This should be Kurogowei, who has not appeared for a long time.

Heiwuwei teamed three people and six people arrived, and these were two teams.

...

The power of fate is just a small operation of their muscles, aiming to warn all practitioners present not to act rashly.

The effect is also good.

None of the thousands of practitioners dared to move.

Even breathing became cautious, for fear of angering the sudden arrival of Black Lotus.

To be honest, practitioners who have reached the Nine Leaves or Ten Leaves all have an illusion - they always feel that someone is controlling everything behind their backs, which makes them unable to move forward. For many years, there have always been adventurers who are not afraid of death trying to find the secrets, such as Luo Xuan from Tianwu Academy; some people try to find fate beasts, such as Yu Chenshu; some people are willing to be the lackey of Black Lotus, such as Xiahousheng.

The six Heigogu were tall, fat, thin, weapons, and armor, exactly the same.

One fights three, Luzhou still has the power to fight.

One-to-one-to-six, it's a bit difficult.

Or, withdraw?

Besides, these three major sects are present... unless you draw a peak status card now.

Mo Xinglu, Xuan Chengzi instinctively retreated several meters...

An unspeakable sense of depression swept across the entire Donglin Mountains.

The six Kuroogu were suspended straight in front of thousands of people, facing the sunset.

I don't know how long it took.

The Heigogu, who was among the three left, said in an extremely dull and serious voice: "Take the heart of fate."

The practitioners of Wentian Sect dared not speak, but they were somewhat unwilling to have the fate of gaining such a huge price.

The question is, is there a choice?

"I'll say it again, hand over the heart of fate." The Kuroogu's voice lowered by an octave, which was chilling.

Zeng Yan was dissatisfied.

But what if you don’t agree?

"Give it to him." Zeng Yan gritted his teeth and issued an order.

A practitioner from Wentian Sect held up his destiny and flew upwards.

"Very good." Heiwuwei was very satisfied with Wentianzong's performance.

Mo Xinglu and Xuan Chengzi had no choice but to wave.

The practitioners of Kunlun Authentic Sect and Chongxu Temple flew up, each dragging their destiny.

"Very good." Heiwuwei nodded slightly and repeated these two words.

Plans cannot keep up with changes.

Luzhou didn't expect things to develop to this point.

As the four destiny, how could Qianjie Posa watch the destiny be taken away by others?

"etc."

Luzhou flew forward a few meters, "The destiny of Shangu is my own, and I am afraid I can't give it to you."

Xuan Chengzi, Mo Xinglu, Zeng Yan: "..."

Is this old man crazy about his destiny?
Chapter completed!