Chapter 361 Domineering side leakage, suppression of heroes
On the top of the mountain, Dugu Changkong holds a dark gray tea cup in his left hand and presses it in the air with his right hand. The clouds are light and the wind is gentle.
In the void, the Cangyuan Stone was tightly squeezed by the shadow of a giant hand, unable to move.
No matter how many ancestors of the Beast Control Sect took action, they could not get the Cangyuan Holy Stone back, and they were extremely anxious.
After a moment, Dugu Changkong grabbed the tea with his right hand, put the tea in his mouth, put down the tea cup, and waved his sleeve with his left hand.
"Wow——"
The vast power swept across the sky, dimming tens of thousands of stars and filling the hearts of heroes in the world with fear.
The great power of Shenqiao is no longer a mortal.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the three ancestors of the Beast Control Sect were knocked back far away. Their breath was unstable, and they were injured and vomited blood.
Later, Cangyuan Stone fell into Dugu Changkong's hands.
The scene changed, and Cangyuan Stone, which was originally like a small mountain, became the size of a palm.
"The foundation of the Beast Control Sect is indeed somewhat mysterious."
Dugu Changkong looked at the Cangyuan Stone. Many of the ancient laws on it were obscure and difficult to understand, and it was impossible to understand them in a short time.
"Suffer it!"
Seeing that the Holy Stone was out of their control, several ancestors of the Beast Control Sect were very worried and felt disgraced.
In front of all the heroes in the world, it is indeed shameful for the treasure of Zongzong to fall into the hands of others.
The strong men of each sect did not laugh at the Beast Control Sect for the time being, but marveled at Dugu Changkong's strength. He could reverse the yin and yang and turn the clouds and rain with just a raise of his hands and feet.
"Fellow Taoist, can you give me face and return the innate holy stone?"
Inside the coffin of the Beast Control Sect, there is still alive an ancestor of Shenqiao. Because he is too old, he dare not show his face to the public. Once he joins the world, he may be at risk of becoming dead.
After losing contact with the Holy Stone of Zhenzong, this old antique of the Beast Control Sect got a sense of it, and he understood the cause and effect with his spiritual thoughts. The sound traveled hundreds of millions of miles and spanned countless star fields.
"With all due respect, do you have any face?"
Dugu Changkong placed the palm-sized Cangyuan Stone on the table and said calmly.ωωw..net
This sentence undoubtedly gave the Beast Control Sect a hard slap in the face.
It’s so disrespectful!
The old antique from the Beast Control Sect was angry but could do nothing about it. If he really entered the world, no matter he won or lost, it would be the last battle in his life.
Originally, Old Antique wanted to live for a few more years, and then he could rest peacefully until he had a successor. As long as he didn't die, the Beast Control Sect would not be in chaos.
However, now facing the shock of Dugu Changkong, if Old Antique comes forward, let alone whether he can get the Cangyuan Stone back, the Beast Control Sect will definitely suffer heavy losses anyway.
Only by gathering the strength of the entire sect can it be possible to compete with Dugu Changkong, and there is no high chance of winning.
"It's so... admirable!"
Countless monks were watching this scene among the surrounding stars, and they were so shocked that they could not close their mouths. If one day they can be so domineering, it will be worth dying the next day. It is not a waste to come to this world.
"If the martyrs of Qingzong had not rushed to the Demon Abyss and developed to this day, how terrible Qingzong would be!"
Suddenly, these words rang out from the crowd, causing a commotion immediately.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Beast Control Sect to regain its face today."
The Holy Master was imprisoned in Tingdao Mountain, and the treasure that held the sect was lost. This matter will definitely not be suppressed. Once word spreads, it will have a huge impact on the reputation of the Beast Control Sect, and the disciples in the sect will also need to keep a low profile when practicing outside.
"Beast Control Sect, do you dare to start a war?"
This question popped up in the minds of countless monks, and they were looking forward to it, but also a little worried.
Once the top sect declares war, it will be a major event that shakes the world, and hundreds of millions of innocent creatures will definitely be affected.
"Do fellow Taoists really want to kill the fish and break the net?"
The old antique from the Beast Control Sect was silent for a long time, and then another message came.
"The old man is not a sage from our ancestors, who repays kindness and revenge. You once occupied our Qingzong resources, assassinated the disciples of the sect, and robbed the Taoist martial arts. Now, the old man just uses the same method, and the method is milder.
, no lives have been lost so far, can’t you guys just not stand it anymore?”
If Dugu Changkong wants to build momentum for Qingzong, he must make a fuss and must not keep a low profile.
He has stained his hands with millions of blood and is not a kind person.
Killing is very simple, just wave your hand.
Establishing prestige and strength for the Qingzong is the most important thing.
"What do you want?"
Old Antique had been suppressing his anger and said in a deep voice. He did not want to be the first to make wedding clothes for other sects.
Moreover, if a war breaks out, the Beast Control Sect will definitely be the first to face Qing Sect's revenge. Even if it survives, it will be targeted by hostile forces in the future.
"A hundred years from now, send a worthy junior to take away the Holy Stone. With the foundation of the Beast Control Sect, if we cannot cultivate a junior with good talent and character, we should disband as soon as possible. There is no use taking the Holy Stone back.
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Dugu Changkong said.
"Okay." Since he had already lost face, Old Antique had no other choice but to swallow his anger: "Where is the Holy Master of our sect? Don't you plan to lift the restriction?"
"After a hundred years, the ban will be lifted naturally."
Imprisoning a Holy Lord from a top Holy Land has never happened in hundreds of thousands of years. What is outrageous is that it has not yet been attacked by the corresponding forces, which shocked the world.
"go back."
For the sake of the overall situation, Old Antique had no choice but to agree. He scolded everyone in the Beast Control Sect, and the remaining power disappeared.
Originally, the strong men of each sect wanted to watch a good show and let the Beast Control Sect test out how many trump cards the Qing Sect had. Unfortunately, the old guys from the Beast Control Sect were really tolerant and refused to take action even if they lost face.
"Is there anyone else who wants to climb a mountain to drink tea?"
After forcing back the old guy from the Beast Control Sect, Dugu Changkong looked down at the saint masters of the various sects below and asked softly as if nothing was wrong.
With the lessons learned from the Beast Control Sect, who dares to go up the mountain!
If you are trapped, even if your life is not in danger, you will lose face.
The Holy Lords hold great power and represent the dignity of themselves and the Holy Land. How can they be humiliated?
"Qing Zong has no sincerity in coming to discuss old grievances, so I will take my leave."
The Seven Cauldron Holy Master did not want to be treated like a clown standing here and being watched by the monks all over the world, so he wanted to turn around and leave.
"I would like to remind you that when you go hiking and drink tea, you can talk about old grievances. If you leave today and want to resolve the past in the future, you will have to see blood."
Before Holy Lord Qidian could take a few steps, Dugu Changkong's voice drifted in all directions with a gust of breeze and fell on everyone's ears.
Upon hearing this, the Seven Cauldron Holy Lord stopped, his eyes changed, and his expression became gloomy. Suddenly, he felt that his feet were very heavy and it was difficult to move forward.
The meaning of Dugu Changkong's words is very clear. Today he solves the problem in a gentle way, but tomorrow it will be different.
No one dared to ignore Dugu Changkong's words. The blood in his mouth was definitely not just the death of one or two people.