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Chapter 656

Words:2267Update:22/06/20 12:27:50

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"Let's go."

Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers and brought the disciples back to the sect.

On the way, he opened the system store skillfully and considered what goods he should buy.

From the looks of it.

His realm had increased to the Emperor level, and he had many more weapons and elixirs. He really didn't have any specific needs.

However.

The overflowing contribution points would be cleared after 24 hours. Even if he didn't need them, he had to create them.

Jun Changxiao secretly said: "The modified Hard to Keep Blade can't be unsealed, which means that I still have no trump cards. I can consider buying a Talisman of Heaven and Earth for emergencies."

Even if his realm had increased, he still needed a reliable trump card to save his life at a critical moment.

The Talisman of Heaven and Earth that could increase one's cultivation was undoubtedly very suitable.

As for the side effects of a year, with the space-time secret realm, it was not a problem at all.

It was decided!

"Ding! The host has spent 10,000 contribution points and obtained Talisman of Heaven and Earth x1. It has been transferred to the space ring. "

"Ding! Sect contribution points: 2374320000. "

After buying it, Jun Changxiao looked at the goods and found that there was a small annotation on it. The content was — this item is limited to two pieces.

He had already accepted this kind of limited purchase. Not only was there no wave in his heart, but he also wanted to laugh.

"I have a few thousand contribution points left. I'll buy it from the mid-tier store."

Jun Patriarch had developed a habit. He had to save enough contribution points before he could feel at ease.

It was this habit that allowed him to have enough contribution points to buy the Talisman of Heaven and Earth when the Supreme Elder of the Extreme Cold Palace came. Otherwise, how could he subdue him and clean the sect courtyard?

"Ding! Ding! "

A series of cumbersome prompts sounded.

Sect Master Jun had a very good grasp of the situation. He had used up the remaining 3000 plus contribution points.

What did he buy?

There were AK47, AWM sniper rifles, and various levels of aptitude liquids.

The higher the level of firearms, the harder it was to show its value, but the main thing was that it was cheap and could be equipped with the Wolf Rider Hall.

At that time, the Wolf Rider Hall would ride the Hurricane Wolf and hold the AK47, killing on the battlefield. The scene would be as beautiful as a painting!

"Screech — — —"

The cry of the Black Eagle of the Demon Ridge resounded in the sky of the Eastern Vast State.

"Awoo!"

"Awoo!"

The disciples of the Sect of All Times galloped across the land on their Hurricane Wolves, sometimes in a V-shape, sometimes in a straight line, looking very smug.



"Hmm?"

Just as they left the Eastern Haozhou's Earth Staircase, Jun Changxiao suddenly stopped. He frowned as he looked at the dark forest in the distance.

The disciples following behind him all stopped in their tracks.

"Patriarch."

Li Qingyang asked, "Why did you stop?"

"There's someone in the forest ahead."

Someone?

The Grand Elder of the Extreme Coldness Palace released his Spiritual Sense and discovered that there was indeed a group of black-robed martial artists in the forest.

It was at least seven or eight hundred meters away.

He was actually able to spy on them. Wasn't the range of his spiritual senses a little too exaggerated?

As the Grand Elder of the Extreme Coldness Palace, who was half a step away from Wu Sheng, his Spiritual Sense could easily extend to a distance of a thousand miles. Naturally, his Spiritual Sense could also shrink to a distance of a few hundred miles.

At this distance, even a peak Martial King would not be able to compare.

Now, Jun Changxiao was able to spy on them even though they were seven or eight hundred miles away. It was really unbelievable!

"That forest is filled with ferocious beasts. Maybe there are mercenaries hunting the ferocious beasts," Zhen Dejun said.

"No."

Jun Changxiao said, "They're waiting for someone."

"Waiting for who?"

"Waiting for us."

Zhen Dejun looked confused.

In this unfamiliar place, who would wait for us?

"Whoosh whoosh —"

At this moment, several streams of light flew over from the dark forest. Then, they hovered in the air and revealed six Martial Cultivators wearing strange masks.

Li Qingyang and the others did not recognize them.

However, Xiao Ziji and Ye Xingchen knew them.

That was because they had been chased by four Wu Huang wearing the same masks when they had just come out of the Northwest He State's Royal City.

Judging from their auras, the six of them were obviously stronger than before.

Especially the masked man standing at the front. His aura was very strong, as if he had merged with heaven and earth. He was either a peak Wu Huang or a half-step Wu Sheng!

"Jun Patriarch."

A hoarse old voice came from the mask. "My master wants to see you. Are you interested in accompanying me?"

Jun Changxiao said, "I'm in a hurry to return to the sect. I'm not interested in accompanying you."

"You almost kidnapped my disciple in the Northwest He State. I haven't settled the score yet. How dare you show up again? Do you think I'm magnanimous enough to let bygones be bygones?"

The masked man said, "Jun Patriarch, I'm here to invite you today. You have to go whether you want to or not."

Very domineering and arrogant!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, a large number of black-clothed Martial Cultivators hiding in the distant forest galloped over on wind-type ferocious beasts.

There were more than a thousand of them, all wearing strange masks.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Angry roars sounded.

In a short moment, this group of masked Martial Cultivators flew over and surrounded the hundreds of disciples of the Sect of All Times. The evil aura they emitted gathered together, causing people to tremble in fear!

"I'm so scared."

Su Xiaomo pretended to be scared.

Li Fei, Tian Qi, and the others grinned.

Looking at the disciples of the Sect of All Times, even if they were surrounded by so many ferocious masked Martial Cultivators, not only were they not afraid, they were even emitting a strong fighting spirit.

Many of them did not fight when they went to the Lily Saint Sect.

Now, a group of Martial Cultivators with ill intentions suddenly appeared. Naturally, they could vent it out!

"Jun Patriarch."

The leading masked man said in a deep voice, "If you don't want any disciples to die, it's best to follow me."

This meant …

If they did not cooperate, they would attack.

"Who are you?" Jun Changxiao touched his nose and asked.

He could immediately order the disciples to fight, but he had to ask clearly if these masked fellows were from the Darkness Sect!

That person said, "Follow me to see the master, then you will know who we are."

"I won't say."

Jun Changxiao shrugged and said, "I naturally won't go."

"Jun Patriarch."

That masked man said coldly, "Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."

"Elder!"

A person standing at the side said, "This brat clearly doesn't want to go. Let's just attack!"

The other masked men agreed and gathered spiritual energy in their hands.

"I've drunk all the wine in the world, but I've never drunk a forfeit wine. I want to try it today." Jun Changxiao laughed.

These words were really despicable.

The leading masked man raised his hand and said indifferently, "If that's the case, then I'll let Jun Patriarch have a taste of this forfeit wine!"

Shua!

Shua!

Thousands of black-clothed masked men riding on fierce beasts leaped up one after another. They either took out their weapons or gathered their spiritual energy to attack.

These people were very strong, and their average cultivation was at the peak of Wuzong.

Moreover.

There were even dozens of king level s among them!

To be able to send out such a force, it was hard to imagine how strong the force was!

"Shua!"

Jun Changxiao's eyes were cold and fierce: "Kill them all!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

The disciples of the Sect of All Times, who had long been eager to give it a try, all took out their weapons and welcomed the masked men with burning eyes.

Hu hu — — —

For a time, the sky was filled with a strong killing intent.

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