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Chapter 366

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Jiao Zimo looked at Lian Zizhuo's determined side profile, then looked at the Seven Great Bigwigs who were sitting with terrifying pressure. Jiao Zimo's hand that was holding the cup trembled a little. He was afraid that Zhen Xiaoxiao would come up with some new tricks here, and it would not be easy to clean up the mess.

"Jiao Jianzi, if you have any doubts, this old man can help you?"

Each of the Ten Blades was accompanied by an elder of Heavenly Sea Valley. Feeling that his chance had come, the grey-bearded elder who was taking care of Jiao Zimo immediately asked enthusiastically.

"I come from the Flying Dragon Monastery, and as a disciple of the monastery, because I deal with beasts all year round, I do not know the rules. If there is anything wrong, I hope that Heavenly Sea Valley can take care of it."

It was unknown who was the one who didn't want to help Zhen Xiaoxiao a second ago, but Jiu Zimo's tone didn't pause. He directly imprinted Zhen Xiaoxiao's voice and appearance into the jade talisman and handed it to the grey-bearded old man.

Huh?

Using his divine sense to examine the jade talisman, the grey-bearded elder's eyes immediately lit up.

A beautiful little girl with big eyes and a thin waist!

Oh!

This old man understands!

Looking at Jiao Zimo's pale face with an experienced expression, the grey-bearded elder sighed in his heart. Who hasn't been a young man who has had his first stirrings of love?

"For the Pill Beast Competition, the competition venue will be prepared by Young Master Lian. Our Heavenly Sea Valley is just a place to stay. During the competition, we can't do anything. However, as long as this girl is in the territory of our Heavenly Sea Valley, she will definitely be taken care of by our sect's disciples!"

Regretting that the girl in the jade talisman was not his own daughter, the grey-bearded elder fiercely patted his chest. Without a second's delay, he made the arrangements.

"That's good..."

What he could do was only a limited amount.

Jiao Zimo took a sip of wine to calm himself. As long as the Heavenly Sea Valley cultivators were enthusiastic about Zhen Xiaoxiao, with her personality of distinguishing kindness and hatred, she should be more obedient.

This was power!

This was glory!

Zhuo Yongsi looked disdainfully at the trembling Jiao Zimo, who was frightened by the scene, and enjoyed the beauties throwing themselves at him. Between his eyebrows, two thin silver swords shone.

Among the four swords and two sabers, only he had two copies of the sacred sword inheritance.

He was the only one who knew that the inheritance … could be stolen!

After killing his good friend, Gao Heng, his cultivation had skyrocketed, and his position among the four Sword Sons' successors was extraordinary. He was highly valued by the War God Temple and Dongling's strongest people.

There was nothing that could not be surpassed, nothing that could not be replaced!

Zhuo Yongsi's gaze swept over Jiu Zimo and the others without any ripples.

At this moment, in his eyes, this high-spirited smiling face had been completely stripped of its skin and flesh, stripped of its tendons and bones, and transformed into numerous silver swords that emanated energy!

Your inherited power!

All of them are mine!

The remaining three Sword Sons will become my stepping stones to the altar.

Zhuo Yongsi roared in his heart.

At this moment, the only thing he feared in his heart was Lian Zi Zhuo. Therefore, the matter of seizing the inheritance couldn't be rushed. He had to wait and wait, create chaos, and send the lives of Jiao Zimo, Shui Chengzhi, and Leng Bo to their deaths in one fell swoop without anyone knowing!

Lian Zizhuo could feel Jiu Zimo's unexplainable nervousness, and he could also feel Zhuo Yongsi's and the other sword and saber inheritors' thirst for power.

However, he didn't take these emotions to heart.

Desire.

It made one climb to the peak.

As long as he controlled these people's desires within a reasonable range, they would eventually grow into sharp divine weapons that could slaughter the enemy on the battlefield in the North and East.

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