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"Humph!" You better not talk too much. I'll see what kind of ability you have to look down on my Bamboo Sect! " Just as Tang Wan Li finished speaking, an angry voice rang out in everyone's ears. At the same time, almost all of the Bamboo Sect's unexpectedly Foundation Establishment disciples spat out blood!

"So powerful!" This was the first thought of the cultivators present! Then, everyone's vision blurred!

Because!

"This is a Nascent Soul stage cultivator!" The Ghost Spirit Sect, Pill Cauldron Sect, Nether Sect, and the seemingly simple and honest middle-aged man, Daoist Master Yu Jin, also slowly took a step back. A trace of shock flashed across their eyes! In his opinion, these inheritances were not worth the help of cultivators who had already reached the Nascent Soul Stage! After all! It was not known how many ancient sects there were, but more than ten million, and inheritances were not limited to just this one. In the past, when inheritances were discovered, most of them were found in the imperial government and the twelve great sects.

Currently, there are quite a few Spirit Treasures belonging to Nascent Soul stage cultivators. How could small-scale inheritances catch their attention?!

But! Right now, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator had come, and from the looks of it, this cultivator was from the Bamboo Sect!

It seems like the Bamboo Sect is determined to win this round. What are we going to do next?" If not, not only will we not be able to get the treasures, we might even be able to keep our lives. That is still an unknown number! "" … "" No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. The moment the Nascent Soul stage cultivator appeared, the Nether Sect's Sect Leader, the Nether Daoist Master, slowly said to Pill Cauldron, Yu Jin and the Ghost Sound Sect's Sect Leader, "I know that all of you have Nascent Soul stage existences behind you, but now the water is too far away to save the flame. The only way is to see if we can rely on our seniors' reputations to protect our lives here, I think even Nascent Soul stage cultivators would have no choice but to take into consideration the anger of the four Nascent Soul stage cultivators!" The Netherworld Spirit slowly said!

It did not look like there was the slightest bit of anxiety!

Although the other Sect Leaders did not express anything, they were all individuals, so they naturally knew about the situation. This was definitely not a random event and was definitely a premeditated plan!

The Bamboo Sect had set up a trap to monopolize the ancient inheritance of the Orchid Pavilion! If not, why would a Nascent Soul stage cultivator arrive at this critical moment? The most important thing was that this Nascent Soul stage cultivator was from the Bamboo Sect. This made everyone even more suspicious! Premeditation! "It's definitely a * *!

The other Sect Leaders all secretly said this! When no one was paying attention to this, they saw a few rays of weak light dissipating into the four directions of the Eight Arts!

"Four rays of light. It seems that these sects are looking for helpers!" "Interesting!" In the distance, Lu Ming looked at the Five Sect's cultivators outside of the mountain gate, and unconsciously rubbed his chin, "Haha!" This was getting more and more interesting! Am I going to have several Nascent Soul stage puppets? This is truly an unexpected harvest! "

"Yes."

"Grandson, Grandson, what's wrong with you?" Hurry up and talk! Grandson? " When that Nascent Soul stage cultivator first arrived, he was extremely aggressive. However, after arriving here, he actually quickly pounced onto Wu Daozi who had his Dantian destroyed and loudly shouted, "Grandson, you're not saying that it's just that you're feeling a little weird, why did you become like this? Why? Grandson? " That Nascent Soul stage cultivator actually started crying, "Speak, speak quickly, I will avenge you, speak!" Grandson, don't sleep, you're not allowed to sleep! Say something! "

"Get the bamboo, come over here!" Lu Ming, who was standing far away, was also in a bit of a predicament. He slowly thought in his heart, if his father placed all the things in the Seven Sword Sect onto his own body, then no one would believe him if they say that he had no selfish thoughts, but it was because Lu Ming was the only one who could cultivate the Seven Sword Arts. No one in the sect would object!

"Family love is the most precious thing in the world!" As he spoke, Lu Ming suddenly looked at his daughter, and his face instantly became gloomy, "Humph! Your grandson is a human, is my daughter not a human?

"Paying respect to senior granduncle!" When Daoist Master Zhu saw this familiar back, he knew that his sect was fine, but he immediately started to worry for him! This Junior Brother of his had been crippled in front of him. If his Martial Granduncle were to investigate this matter, even he wouldn't be able to escape responsibility!

"Speak!" The Nascent Soul stage cultivator only said one word!

"Speak!"

Zhu Shi naturally knew what his senior granduncle meant! He didn't dare to hesitate and immediately told everything he knew!

"Haha!" "Alright!" "When the Martial Ancestor heard this, he also laughed heartily!" Haha! Who would have thought that my Bamboo Sect would be looked down upon so much! Could it be that it has been a long time since my old man came out of the mountain, and no one remembers me now?! Haha! Good! Good! "Alright!" That senior granduncle said three good words consecutively!

However, the meaning behind his words was not clear!

When Daoist Master Zhu heard the words of his Martial Granduncle, his heart instantly became more than half happy!

"I heard that you crippled my grandson. I wonder if that's true or not!" "That Martial Ancestor is no longer the kind grandfather whose eyes are filled with tears. He is now a vengeful avenger full of hatred!" "Speak, is it you?!" The aura of the Nascent Soul stage ancestor pressed down on the two late stage Core Formation puppets beside him.

"Senior, this." Seeing that the other person was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, Lu Jingting wanted to say a few words! It was then interrupted by the Martial Ancestor, "Hmph!" I didn't ask you what you said! " That Martial Ancestor was very arrogant, he suppressed the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage without even looking at Lu Jingting!

"Pu!" With a sound, a mouthful of blood sprayed out from Lu Jingting's mouth!

"Ting Er!" Yu Yu'er and Yu Cheng both shouted out loudly. However, Yu Cheng was stopped by his father and did not come out. The Nascent Soul stage cultivators outside were eyeing him covetously. Adept Dan Ding did not want to see his son again!

"Humph!" "Those who dare to harm Miss, die!" Tang Wan Li knew that his boss was in this generation, so what was there to be afraid of? Tang Wan Li was just a Nascent Soul cultivator. Kill without mercy! "

Following Tang Wanli's order, the two late Core Formation cultivators behind him flashed!

"Boom!" "Boom!" In the end, the two of them still threw a simple punch towards the Martial Granduncle, displaying a speed comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator!

"Humph!" It's just a small trick! " Even the Nascent Soul Stage Martial Ancestor was shocked to see how fast this late stage Core Formation cultivator was! With a wave of his hand, two late Core Formation cultivators fell to the ground.

"Hiss hiss!" There was a collective gasp! A Nascent Soul stage cultivator was actually this strong! It was really out of everyone's expectations!

Nascent Soul Stage!

This was an existence at the Nascent Soul Stage!

Defeating a late Core Formation cultivator with just a wave of his hand!

This was the Nascent Soul stage!

"Humph!" Arrogant! "Watch my sword!" Tang Wan Li couldn't be bothered about whether you're a Nascent Soul stage cultivator or not. You have nothing to fear!

"Hiss!" There was another collective intake of cold breath! Amidst everyone's shocked gaze, Tang Wanli, who was at the early Core Formation stage, raised his sword with his right hand. Before the two late Core Formation cultivators landed on the ground, he suddenly activated it!

His speed!

Faster than the two of them!

With a flash of sword light, Tang Wan Li's fast sword fiercely stabbed into the Martial Ancestor's dantian!

"Is it going to end like this?" "Not only does the surrounding people not believe it, but even Tang Wanli himself doesn't believe it!" No, no blood? " At this point, Tang Wan Li finally realized what was wrong. Even if it was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, as long as he didn't reach Immortal Ascension, he would still be made into flesh and blood!

And now there was no blood! That meant!

"An afterimage!" The surrounding cultivators were all shocked!

Indeed! Tang Wan Li hurriedly retreated. He wanted to leave this dangerous area, but Nascent Soul cultivators were not to be trifled with!

Boom!" A three meter long palm imprint covered Tang Wanli's body!

More than ten meters underground!

The might of a Nascent Soul! So powerful!