Chapter 272 I want to revive Qingzong, who has any objection?

Under the nest, there is a complete egg. In troubled times, how can you be alone?

All mortals understand this truth. Don't you know the power that has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years?

They know, but they don't want to do it.

At the beginning, the strong men of all sects in Dizhou were still willing to suppress the Moyuan together. Slowly, some sects began to relax and be lazy. One by two, more and more sects followed suit.

In the end, only Qingzong was willing to seal the magic abyss.

This situation has lasted for 300,000 years. Now if you want those sects in Dizhou to unite again, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

They clearly knew that the outbreak of the abyss would lead to unimaginable consequences.

However, those old guys refused to contribute, thinking that others would definitely not help it, so that they could benefit themselves and there was no risk of life.

"Boom--"

The mountain range of Tianfu Villa collapsed directly, and a deep pit with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles appeared.

Dust and smoke are rolling, and the void is intertwined with countless wisps of chaos.

The high-level officials of Tianfu Villa opened the array of protection to protect the disciples in the door as much as possible. As for interfering in this level of battle, they did not have the courage at all.

A wisp of pressure makes ordinary Mahayana monks panic, and they have no ability to participate in the war.

Many people thought it was an extremely long battle, but the situation was not like this.

With the kung fu of a cup of tea, a beam of light came out of the depths of Tianfu Villa and poured into the sky.

A broken arm appeared, the skin was dry and black, and a few wisps of crimson blood splashed.

Du Gu stood high in the sky, with his hands on his back, and looked indifferent.

Obviously, the injured person is not alone.

"Now cut your arm, I hope you can think deeply."

The victory and defeat have been divided, and Dugu Changkong has not been killed.

Killing the old things in Tianfu Villa will make the ancient existence of other holy places extremely frightened, and may make some extreme behavior.

Dugu Changkong is strong, and naturally he is not afraid, but he has to think about the future generation of Qingzong.

Whush!

Leave this word and go away.

The old man of Tianfu Villa hid in the dark, turned his head and looked at the broken arm incision, and was afraid for a while.

This is his home court, and he can exert all his combat strength. He thought he could play hundreds of moves with Dugu, but he never thought that he was not an opponent at all.

If it weren't for Dugu Changkong's layout for the future of Qingzong, I don't know how many people would die.

Revenge is very simple, and it can be handed over to future generations in the future.

The restoration of Qingzong is the most important task.

"With only dozens of moves, the old ghost of Tianfu Villa actually broke his arm."

The strong people who were hidden in the dark were shocked and surprised.

"The strength of my wait is not much different from that of the old ghost."

Some old guys lying in the coffin were silent and didn't know what to do.

"Half of the area of Tianfu Villa has been razed to the ground, my God!"

Ordinary monks can't know the deep things. They only know that a top holy place has been trampled under the feet by Dugu Changkong, which is extremely shocking and difficult to calm down.

Before long, Dugu Changkong tore the void, walked in the heavens with the cultivation of the realm of the divine bridge, and soon reached the territory of another top force.

"He went to the Taiyin Holy Land!"

The void of a hundred stars, many great people found it and exclaimed.

Then, countless pairs of eyes looked at the Taiyin Holy Land, holding their breath and looking at them in horror.

"I'm here. Do you dare to fight?"

Dugu Changkong overlooks the Taiyin Holy Land, which occupies hundreds of thousands of miles. The Taoist sound is heavy, which makes many monks in the Holy Land feel suffocated and uncomfortable.

In this area of the Taiyin Holy Land, there are thousands of exquisite and prosperous palaces. Some places are planted with spiritual herbs and medicine, some places are equipped with alchemy equipment, and some places are for the disciples in the door to rest and practice.

"I know that I'm not the opponent of Taoist friends, but when Taoist friends come, let's have a try."

The voice of a hoarse old woman came from the depths of the Taiyin Holy Land.

"Town!"

There is no extra nonsense in Dugu Changkong.

"Bang Long"

The ground was overturned, and the finger directly penetrated the ground until the end. Several nearby palaces were directly shattered, and some of the elders of the Taiyin Holy Land were injured and spit out blood.

Then, the Taiyin Holy Land immediately opened the array of protection, which consumed a large amount of spiritual stones at every moment. In this case, it is necessary to consume a lot of spiritual stones, and it must not be saved.

The war broke out underground. Maybe both sides have restrained, or maybe the situation is one-sided, so it did not have much impact.

After half a scent, a weak hoarse voice sounded under the ground: "Old body... I admit defeat.

Dugu Changkong wore cloth and straw shoes, and his face did not change color, and went to the next place.

He stood high in the sky, millions of miles at a step, deterring the world.

The heroes look at their backs, and no one is surprised.

What is a Mahayana monk? At most, he is dominemic somewhere and has a noble status.

For people like Dugu Changkong, hundreds of monks at the peak of Mahayana can't change their color, and the old people lying in the coffin can't stop them from moving forward.

He is like a bright star, illuminating all parts of the world and dispelling the endless darkness.

At this moment, only he is the brightest, and the rest of the people are bleak.

Even the Changgeng Sword Fairy, who fought with the will of heaven and earth in the past, had to say, "In the world, how many people can compete with it."

"Pick the Star Tower..."

A few days later, Dugu Changkong appeared in the Star Tower. It is said that one finger penetrated a million-mile sea of stars, and the afterge shocked some elders who were trying to leave pictures with memory crystals.

"The more than ten stars near Penglai Villa have all turned into powder."

After a while, something happened in Penglai Villa.

Fortunately, Dugu Changkong did not like to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Before he took action, he let the ordinary practitioners retreat to safety, so that he had a good competition with the strong people hiding in the dark.

Two months later, Dugu Changkong stood in the prosperous place of the Libing Star Domain and spread the voice of all walks of life with the art of great magic: "I want to revive Qingzong, do you have any objections?"

铛--

If the ancient bell vibrates, it will ring bend bend.

Dugu Changkong only fought with a dozen guys who touched the realm of Shenqiao, and did not fight to the death.

This is just to tell the world that he has the ability to lift everyone's table.

The world is so big that there must be a hidden existence standing on the divine bridge. However, such a strong man will certainly not appear easily, and he is not necessarily a person from Dizhou.

The pale hair fluttered with the breeze.

The plain tone contains irreversible majesty.

Who dares to say a word "no", then Dugu Changkong will not end up like just now.

The revival of Qingzong means that the former resources will be recovered and the cause and effect of the past will be ended.

This is not a good thing for all clans.

But who dares to refuse?

Hundred stars, this scene was projected by the sword fairy.

Everyone was shocked and trembling all over.