"These are the thirteen sects that impressed me the most. There are many other sects that took advantage of the situation and stepped on them, hiding them deeply...I can't write them all out." Chen Ye gritted his teeth and said.
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Fang Yu picked up the paper and saw the names of thirteen sects written on it.
Chen Ye not only wrote down the name of the sect, but also wrote down the realm where the sect was located and the most prominent figures in it.
But among the thirteen sects, ten are not in the southern border area.
Only three sects are located within the southern boundary.
Fang Yu's attention naturally fell on these three sects first.
Among these three sects, there was another sect whose name first attracted Fang Yu's attention.
Eight Divine Sects!
Seeing this name, Fang Yu turned his head and glanced at Mu Qingran.
Mu Qingran and Wuchou on the side also saw this name, and their expressions changed slightly.
Unexpectedly, the Eight Feng Shen Sect who had just dealt with them... was actually one of them targeting the Yuhua Sect!
Fang Yu continued to look down.
Behind the Eight Feng Shen Sect, Chen Ye also wrote two names.
The Son of God, Qiu Tianyi. The leader, Di Chen.
The current divine son of the Eight Feng Shen Sect is Mo Tu, and Fang Yu has already dealt with him.
Therefore, the Son of God written by Chen Ye is obviously the Son of God at that time, and may have become the head of the Eight Feng Shen Sect now.
As for the leader at that time, Di Chen, he had probably become the Supreme Elder of the Eight Feng Shen Sect.
"It seems that the Eight-Feng Shen Sect and I really have some fate." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a cold smile as he said.
"Master, what do you mean..." Chen Ye frowned, looking puzzled.
"What I mean is...the next target is it." Fang Yu said.
"Eight Divine Sects..." Mu Qingran and Wuchou looked at each other, with surprise in their eyes.
They also did not expect that the name of the sect written by Chen Ye would include the Eight Divine Sects!
As a result... the feud with the Eight Divine Sects will have to continue!
In addition to the Eight Feng Shen Sect, among the sects written by Chen Ye, the other two major sects are the Zhenwu Ti Sect and the Jiuxing Tianmen.
"The True Martial Body Sect... is also a third-level immortal sect, and the Nine-Star Tianmen... is also among them!?" Wuchou exclaimed in surprise.
"What happened to Jiuxing Tianmen?" Fang Yu asked.
"Nine-star Tianmen... can be said to be one of the most famous sects in the southern border area!" Wuchou said, "Nine-star Tianmen used to be a first-class immortal sect for a long time, until the founder of the sect, the Nine-star Venerable, ascended to immortality.
It began to decline slowly. It was not until more than fifty years ago that it reluctantly fell back to the second-level immortal sect... but the background is extremely terrifying."
Although Mu Qingran did not speak, the shock in her beautiful eyes revealed her mood at the moment.
"Compared with the original Yuhua Sect, the Nine-Star Heavenly Clan is nothing at all! Even if the Tyrant Holy Lord leaves, the Nine-Star Heavenly Clan can't compare with us!" Chen Ye's eyes were red and he said angrily, "Master Ruorudao doesn't have
Being attacked to death, if..."
As he spoke, Chen Ye could not control his emotions, and his murderous intent burst out.
Fang Yu reached out and patted Chen Ye and said, "Don't worry, let's take our time, none of them can escape."
Chen Ye glanced at Fang Yu and gradually calmed down.
"Chen Ye, I have another question to ask you." Fang Yu said.
"Master, please ask." Chen Ye replied.
"I want to know if you have any information about the sudden disappearance of the Tyrant Saint?" Fang Yu frowned slightly and said, "For example, has Xun Yu ever mentioned relevant matters to you..."
Hearing this question, Chen Ye didn't even think about it and just shook his head.
Seeing Chen Ye's reaction, Fang Yu frowned.
"Master, the entire Yuhua Sect knows nothing about the sudden disappearance of the Tyrant Holy Lord." Chen Ye said with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, "Master may know something, but he doesn't want to say more.
Said, and even asked me not to mention this matter again."
"Is that so..." Fang Yu stopped asking any more questions and turned around and said, "You should each find a place to rest. Tomorrow morning... go to the Eight Feng Shen Sect."
"By the way, you two... can return to the Yaochi Holy Land tomorrow." Fang Yu said to Mu Qingran and Wuchou, "After you go back, one of you will take me to Xiaoxi'er, which I left in your sect.
Come here."
"In this way, we will not default on each other, and it can be regarded as a friendly cooperation."
"...Okay." Wuchou nodded and agreed, "When we return to the Yaochi Holy Land, we will send Xiao Xi'er over as you requested."
"Okay, let's disperse first." Fang Yu said.
…
Late at night, Fang Yu came to the back mountain alone and sat down on the edge of the cliff.
He took out the "Secret Technique of Overlord" and opened the first page.
Sure enough, the so-called secret technique recorded on the first page is Lin Batian's most proud Tyrant Palm.
Fang Yu smiled and shook his head, reading down.
However, when he read the spell-casting instructions behind the Tyrant Palm, he was stunned.
Compared with the Tyrant Palm on Earth, the key points of the Tyrant Palm recorded in this secret book are more complicated and different from the original ones.
Fang Yu took a closer look and discovered the difference.
The Tyrant Palm on the earth condenses a large amount of true energy and releases it instantly, only staying at the level of true energy release.
And in the Tyrant Palm in this secret book, the power of law is exerted.
Spellcasting no longer only relies on the true energy in the body as the main source, but also absorbs spiritual energy from the outside, working both internally and externally!
Of course, the characteristics of Tyrant Palm are still the same as before, and the requirements for casters are extremely high.
You must have enough infuriating energy reserves to release such a palm.
"Ever since I merged with the Great Spiritual Pearl... my body can use external spiritual energy all the time... So, the Tyrant Palm still fits me perfectly." Fang Yu thought to himself.
For some reason, Lin Batian's own Tyrant Palm seemed to have been specially created by Fang Yu.
After reading the key points of the Tyrant Palm, Fang Yu has actually mastered the new Tyrant Palm and does not need to test it.
Fang Yu took this secret book and continued to read it.
After the Tyrant Palm, there are things like the Tyrant Body Protection Technique, the Tyrant Divine Thunder, the Tyrant Fist, the Tyrant Nine Kicks, etc.
After coming to the upper plane, Lin Batian's interests and hobbies obviously did not change, and he still enjoyed inventing spells.
"Master, I think it's time for you to start doing this too."
At this time, the cold and slightly childish voice of Extreme Cold Tears suddenly sounded.
"What to do?" Fang Yu was stunned for a moment and asked.
"Create your own spells." Extreme Cold Tears replied, "This is what all strong people will do."
"I have thought about it, but I don't have a good idea yet." Fang Yu said, "Do you have any suggestions?"
"No, this needs to be decided by the master himself." Cold Tears replied simply.
"Okay." Fang Yu didn't say anything more and closed the secret book in his hand.
Then, he took out the leader's token.
This wooden token looks very crude, and even the words on it are scrawled.
Fang Yu took it in his hand, rubbed it gently, and then looked at the sea surface in the distance that was reflected with a faint light.
One night passed.
Early the next morning, Fang Yu took Chen Ye to the Eight Feng Shen Sect, while Mu Qingran and Wuchou returned to the Yaochi Holy Land.
…
The Eight Divine Sects.
On the Tianshen Peak, there is an extremely luxurious cave mansion.
This is the leader’s cave!
At this moment, in a secret room deep in the cave.
The Son of God, Motu, was lying on the ice bed, staring blankly at the ceiling above, his body motionless.
A man in purple robes stood beside him, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
This is the current head of the Eight Feng Shen Sect, Qiu Tianyi!
Throughout the whole day yesterday, Qiu Tianyi tried to remove the illusion from Mo Tu and rescue him.
However, there was no progress.
To this day, Mo Tu seems to have escaped from the illusion, but his mind has become sluggish and he can't even hear the sound transmission from his spiritual consciousness.
Looking at Mo Tu in front of him, Qiu Tianyi's chest was filled with anger, and murderous intent burst out!
Mo Tu is the Son of God and the next candidate to be the leader!
Therefore, most of the entire Eight Feng Shen Sect's cultivation resources are tilted toward Mo Tu.
If a genius trained in this way were to be ruined like this... Qiu Tianyi couldn't accept it, and neither could the Eight Feng Shen Sect!
"Yaochi Holy Land... you have to pay a price, and I will make you pay a heavy price!"
Qiu Tianyi was furious, his eyes glowed with fierce red light, and his aura surged!