Zhan Ju was in the sky, looking vaguely at the ground. The injury affected his condition greatly. But Zhan Ju felt cold. Long Zhenyue's daughter, right? Why does she still want to overturn the world? When Zhan Ju received the message from his ancestor, he was not interested at all and threw down the sixty brands. This approach isn't pretty, but it definitely works. There are many people around trying to grab it. Long Panxi saw clearly on the ground and smiled cheerfully: "Tianyan Sect goes around to rob it, and then pretends to be generous. After living for thousands of years, you have a face, and those who are thick-skinned can become monsters. The Tower of Babel is not yours, even if you swipe it No matter how much experience you gain, it's useless like earning merits? People who need it can't get it. Tianyan Sect has robbed too much, but they can be treated as grass with pride. I advise those dogs, you are indeed born to be cheap. Wag your tail towards Tian Yanzong. But don’t come to me and wag it, or your butt will be exposed.” Some people became angry and said, "If you don't want it, don't want it. We want it." Long Panxi responded: "Qi Zong wants it too, so why don't you wag your tail towards Tianyan Zong and see how many bones he can give you?" Ancestor Pei Lian took the sign and left. Long Panxi closed the sect-protecting formation. There are many people outside, looking at each other, is this the end? Hu Yutong left. Although she wants to go back to Xiyue Sect, her pack of dogs should go back to Hu's house.
Many people were helpless. Once the Qi Zong took it away, it would be difficult to rob it. Someone commented: "Ancestor Pei Lian came here to ask for a spot in the Tongtian Tower?" Some young people really don't understand: "What about the Qi Zong? Let the ancestor come in person." Someone sneered and said: "The Tower of Babel is guarded by the Immortal Alliance, just like Tianyan Sect. If Qi Zong wants to enter, he has to find Tianyan Sect." Someone said: "Qi Zong's talent is not that great." A male cultivator ridiculed: "Can you buy the magical weapons and spiritual weapons of the Qi Sect?" The Weapon Sect was very strong in refining weapons, but when the goods were good, they were more expensive to sell, and there were so many that no one could afford them. In the sky, Tianyan Sect ran away. On the ground, more people were laughing. One female cultivator was particularly happy: "I thought the Tianyan Sect was okay, and it will be fine after this. How many people want to brag about the Tianyan Sect. I didn't expect it to be so big, and they were hunted down openly. So the Tianyan Sect came to beat the young master." The sect master’s idea? It’s really promising to put your idea on a little girl’s head.” A monk was so crazy that he seemed to be possessed by a demon but still retained some clarity. He jumped and limped and said: "The young sect leader is amazing! So amazing! He can control the sect-protecting formation and dare to attack anyone. After two hundred Nian is definitely a character!” A wretched old man asked curiously: "How does she control the formation? Even the Nascent Soul cultivation level may not be able to control it, right?" It's like a child playing with a big knife. If you can't even carry it, how can you kill someone? More likely to cut yourself. All magic weapons require spiritual consciousness. How many can a little girl have? If you don't do it well, you will become an idiot. Someone said: "Xiyue Daojun is extremely talented and has already prepared it for his daughter." The people dispersed, and the voices were light and airy. Just because a group of mediocre people and idiots can't think of it doesn't mean that Long Zhenyue can't do it. Within the formation, Long Panxi was in good condition. As a formation spirit, it is different from usual. For example, he knows how to penetrate the inside, or know how to form a large formation, or even know how to kick the second ball. Long Panxi is very worry-free. Ji Wang looked at her state and said, "Go to retreat."
Long Panxi nodded. She wants to be in the best condition to meet all possibilities. Ji Wang promised: "The grains of spiritual grain will be returned to the warehouse, and the tillers will continue to work." Gong Bing assured the young sect master: "I won't be confused anymore. Maybe it's because my mother always said that I was excellent, and I thought I was the best. I think that Shang Yayi is very powerful, but not that good." Long Panxi said strangely: "She should have a lot of drama." Ji Wang testified: "That woman has some tricks. Mainly because Tianyan Sect is chaotic enough, right?" Long Panxi said strangely: "No one in the world of cultivation can control it, and no one in Tianyan Sect can control it. There is no one who understands. It's more like the father died, and the seven or eight sons were in chaos. Let’s do it. Heroes emerge from troubled times, but it’s not necessarily a hero or a dog. It seems that Tianyan Sect is powerful and can be proud of it for a long time. It has nothing to do with us, we should cultivate our own.” Ji Wang nodded. Although he wants to seek revenge from Tianyan Sect. But don’t worry about the Tianyan Sect’s mess. Tianyan Sect is really too big, and the inside is too bad. Ji Wang didn't understand it all until he was able to practice the Tribulation, so he was busy cultivating his own. Chen Jian and Qin Yihang both understood. Plant your own land with peace of mind. Long Panxi went to retreat. Hope to go into seclusion as well. After all this fuss, there are some gains. Wan Bai and Gao Changsheng came out of the lake and it seemed calm again. Tian Yanzong. Zhan Ju returned to where he lived. Zhan Chen has been crazy for three days! Zhan Ju looked at her face, his heart felt cold. Zhan Chen is five hundred years old this year. Eighteen years ago, after the death of Long Zhenyue, she finally became a god. Ordinarily he is not very old. But she looks very old, and the beauty pills are useless to her. Especially when she goes crazy, she seems to have magic marks on her face and turns into a demon in minutes. Zhan Chen wants to kill Zhan Ju! Although he is her son, she does not love him. Zhan Chen's confused mind recalled that she had been deposed by Long Zhenyue. Her son was deposed by Long Zhenyue's daughter again. Zhan Chen remembered that hundreds of years ago, when she was still young, she treated herself as a humble dog and prayed to Long Zhenyue, but Long Zhenyue ignored her. She was deposed, and the sect had to deal with Long Zhenyue. She used this as a condition to beg him for his own good, but he still left. Zhan Chen went crazy and picked up a whip to beat the man. Zhan Ju watched his father willingly stand by him, even though it was a spiritual weapon, even though his father had been hit many times. Zhan Ju was tired of seeing it. His father was indeed like a dog, he was happy even after being whipped. His mother is indeed a dog, a mad dog. Zhan Ju's mind is confused! All this chaos made him go crazy! Zhan Rui came over and slapped Zhan Chen. Zhan Rui is Zhan Chen's mother and Zhan Ju's grandmother. She is more than [-] years old and looks like she is in her forties. She is well-maintained, strong and fierce, and almost knocked Zhan Chen unconscious with a slap. Zhan Chen vomited blood and laughed wildly. Ha ha ha ha! Zhan Rui's eyebrows were particularly fierce and he said coldly: "Now is not the time for you to go crazy!" Zhan Chen suddenly became gentle, as she would do every time she faced Long Zhenyue, asking in a hoarse voice: "How should I kill her?" Zhan Rui gave a stern lesson: "I will arrange this! You are not allowed to interfere anymore!" Zhan Chen didn't hear it, and said softly: "How nice would it be if she were my daughter? She looks so much like me."
Zhan Rui ignored her and told Zhan Ju: "Recover as soon as possible before climbing the Babel Tower. No one can stop you! You have to rely on yourself in the future!" Zhan Ju understands. Zhan Rui was about to leave and asked again: "What's going on with Shang Yayi?" Zhan Ju responded: "It's just some tricks." Zhan Rui taught him a lesson: "Then don't waste time on unimportant people. Practice hard."