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Chapter 931 The secret of the refining family, Anbu!

Lianxin family, Zhuge Mansion.

The atmosphere in the main hall seemed extremely solemn.

Every servant passing by the main hall subconsciously slowed down his steps and held his breath.

Ever since Zhuge Huiming and his three men were killed in battle two days ago, the whole Zhuge family felt as if winter had fallen.

The warriors of the Zhuge family were in a panic and at the same time a little confused.

The Lianxin family is powerful in the Central Earth Divine Continent.

There were so many forces eager to eat the flesh and blood of the Zhuge family, but in the end there was nothing they could do against the Zhuge family.

On the contrary, the Zhuge family made great progress and became more and more powerful.

The art of seizing souls, the art of seizing lives, and the method of seizing bodies are the methods by which the Zhuge family remains invincible.

It has always been the Zhuge family who bullied others, and no one dared to humiliate the Zhuge family.

But everything started to change half a month ago.

A piece of propaganda written by Chen Yu of the God of War Sect brought the Lianxin family to the forefront.

In tens of thousands of years, no one has ever provoked the Zhuge family like this.

Even the Zhuge family who had kidnapped Piaomiao Sanren's Taoist companion in the past, Piaomiao Sanren, a ninth-level martial saint, did not dare to show his teeth like this towards the Lianxin family.

Now, if someone is so arrogant as to issue a proclamation and accuse them of the ten major crimes, isn't that asking for death?

The warriors of the Lianxin family immediately protested to the clan elders and wanted to send troops to destroy the War God Sect.

At that time, all the warriors of the Lianxin family felt that the so-called War God Sect was just a clown trying to please others and could be destroyed with a snap of a finger.

But the final result was that the three most powerful sects under the Lianxin family and the seventh-level martial saints were completely destroyed.

Then the three seventh-level martial saints of the Zhuge family died.

Even Miao Miao Sanren, who has always been "honest and kind", actually got involved in the grudge between the Lianxin family and the War God Sect.

This left the warriors of the Lianxin family at a loss, not knowing how to deal with it.

They have never encountered such setbacks.

In the past, even when faced with the suppression of the four surrounding sects, the Lianxin Family was never in such a mess as it is today.

"War God Sect is no longer a disease caused by scabies, we must take it seriously."

In the main hall, an old man wearing a purple robe glanced at everyone around him with cold eyes.

Everyone else was silent.

serious?

One ninth-level Martial Saint and four seventh-level Martial Saints take action. Isn’t this serious enough?

To put it bluntly, such combat power is more than enough to destroy a top sect.

The only miscalculation was that the old man Miao Miao Sanren actually changed his temper and dared to show his teeth to the Xin Lian family.

Seeing that everyone was silent again, the old man frowned and said, "I suggest that the ANBU be dispatched to ambush the God of War Sect Chen Yu and the Piaomiao Sanren. What do you think?"

As soon as the word ANBU came out, everyone in the main hall suddenly raised their heads.

Anbu, that is the core secret of the Lianxin family.

If the ANBU is dispatched and someone catches them, the Zhuge family will become the Middle-earth Divine Continent, no, it should be the target of public criticism in the entire Qingtian Realm.

"Uncle, is your decision too impulsive?"

After a clan elder swallowed his saliva, he asked cautiously.

The old man looked over with cold eyes and asked coldly: "Then do you have any other ideas?"

The elder of the tribe muttered in a low voice with a sly expression: "Even if we ask the Sanxin Patriarch to come out of seclusion, it is better than using ANBU."

Ancestor of Three Hearts.

The three-hearted saint of the Lianxin family...Zhuge Longming was originally injured by Jue Yunzi and has been in seclusion to recuperate.

The old man sneered and shouted: "What if the Black Mountain Prison Master also joins the Zhuxin Alliance and joins forces with the Piaomiao Sanren? Do you want the two ancestors, Black Heart and Sanxin, to be ambushed and killed?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene became cold again.

The son of the prison master of Heishan can be regarded as "died" at the hands of the Lianxin family. The two sides hate each other and will not stop until death.

Now that even the honest man Piaomiao Sanren has shown his face and is on the side of the Heart-killing Alliance, how can the demon Lord Black Mountain not take advantage of this opportunity to add insult to injury?

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Now, the Lianxin family has to face not one ninth-level martial saint, but... two!

In the silence of everyone, the purple-robed old man spoke again: "In addition, you seem to have forgotten someone...Jueyunzi!"

It was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, causing everyone to tremble slightly.

The purple-robed old man said in a cold tone: "If Jueyunzi suddenly gives up chasing the two idiots of the Sun Moon God Sect, and instead joins forces with the Heart-Zhuan League to destroy our Lianxin family, what do you think we can do to stop them?"

Everyone was speechless.

What the old man in purple robe said has a high probability of happening.

Both the Sun Moon God Sect and the Lianxin Family are the formidable enemies of Xingxiu Sea, and they will kill everyone. If there is a chance to destroy the Lianxin Family, that old monster Jueyunzi might really come to kill him directly.

As if the fire was not enough, the old man in purple robe said without any surprise: "There is news from the Black Heart Ancestor that Moon Lun Lord has been seriously injured by Jue Yunzi and may fall at any time. If Moon Lun Lord dies, Sun Lun Lord

We can’t hold on any longer! In three or two months at most, Jue Yunzi will be able to free up his hands and take action against us.”

Jueyunzi's strength is already stronger than the two leaders of the Sun and Moon Sect.

Without the protection of the sacred weapon, Yuelun Zun is even more at a disadvantage.

It is a miracle that it has lasted for more than a year.

But now, Yuelun Zun can hardly hold on any longer.

The peak showdown between Xingxiu Sea and the Sun-Moon God Sect may result in a winner at any time.

Just wait and see when Jue Yunzi can find Yuelun Zun and Sun Lun Zun from hiding.

"Oh... my uncle is right, then... let's use ANBU, we have no choice..."

"I agree too!"

"You don't need to use too much, just dispatch three ANBU. The three ANBU, together with the Black Heart Ancestor, are enough to kill the War God Sect and the Piaomiao Sanren."

"I... second the proposal!"



Qingyu Temple.

boom!

A stream of light fell in front of the temple, and a figure appeared. The figure staggered and almost fell down.

"Bah! You old bastard from Wanxiang Palace! Just wait for me. If I get a chance, I will burn your Wanxiang Palace on fire!"

The person who came was none other than the three masters of the Qingyu Temple.

He was being hunted by the old Taoist priest of Wanxiang Palace until now, and he looks extremely embarrassed.

If Wanxiang Palace hadn't wanted to break up with Qingyu Temple, perhaps he would have died at the hands of the old Taoist priest.

After stabilizing his body, the third hall master noticed that the atmosphere in the temple seemed a little not right.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a Martial Saint out of the crowd: "Tell me, what has happened this year? Why do you all feel like your parents are dead?"

The Martial Saint fell to his knees with a thud, and said in a trembling voice: "Reporting to the Palace Master, His Highness Qingyu has fallen, and the Holy Artifact Nine Heavens Qingyu has also been lost in the ruins of the gods. We..."

Click.

The third hall master's face was startled, and he exerted force with his palm, accidentally crushing the neck of the martial saint: "What did you say? Qingyu is dead? Jiutian Qingyu...is also lost?"

He couldn't believe his ears.

Fu Qingyu is the heir to the palace master.

Jiutian Qingyu is also the sacred weapon of the temple.

This news was simply more terrifying than him being hunted down by an old Taoist priest.

He was about to call another person over to ask, but everyone around him was frightened by his method of killing the Martial Saint and retreated one after another.

"Third brother, don't be presumptuous."

Just when the master of the three halls was angry, a phantom in blue appeared in front of him.

The third hall master calmed down instantly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Second brother, why did you come back from the holy ruins battlefield?"

The Second Palace Master said coldly: "Qingyu is dead and the sacred weapon of the palace is lost. Can I still come back?"

Only then was the Third Hall Master convinced that he had heard correctly, and he suddenly shouted angrily: "Who, who the hell is that? Who has the courage to kill Qing Yu..."

The second hall master held the third hall master's shoulders and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk so much now, we will talk about some things on the way. I will take you... to meet the hidden sect for a while!"

Fu Qingyu died in battle.

Jiutian Qingyu is lost.

Shenxu.

The hidden sect...

The third hall master suddenly had an illusion in his mind. He was not being hunted by the old bastard for a year, but rather for a thousand years.
Chapter completed!
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