Vol 3 Chapter 1693: Preparation by all parties

Since Xiao Chen rescued the three holy places, the remnants of the great holy places, and the numerous warriors who fled, all went to the island of Star Island.
The starry island, which was originally a hurricane, ushered in a brief calm and gained some breathing time.
But everyone knows that this is just the tranquility of the storm, the bigger storm, and it is still slowly accumulating.
The treasure owner, not so simple, will give up.
You must know that Zhou Tianxing Palace and the statues of the eight immortals of Wan Yao Island are all actively retreating.
No one knows what his true intentions are, and what kind of ulterior motives he has.
The main house of the treasure, in the secret island where it is located.
Religious buildings with deep colors and dark styles are built throughout the island. Black temples, above the walls, painting the Kunlun world are all strange patterns that have not appeared.
In the middle of the island, among the huge squares, there are countless weird statues.
In the square, the mysterious black caves, a steady stream of warriors were filled in as sacrifices. The screams of fear came from the depths of the cave, and then stopped, horrifying and chilling.
The cave is actually an altar, an altar that no one has ever seen. The treasurer silently looks at the warriors who are filled into the cave.
In addition to the knife in his face, the outsiders could not see his true face, as if it were shrouded in a mist, just like his mysterious identity.
His true appearance, from beginning to end, has always been a mystery.
On the edge of the altar, there are many old black men who are repairing the complicated patterns. As the martial arts are constantly being filled in, the sky above the altar, you can see a huge black shadow.
Hey!
A figure of the figure descends from the sky and falls to the back of the treasure owner. The lesser Lord Yiling is also among them. These are the sons of the treasures, but they are only adopted sons, not their own.
"Father, the statue of the immortal has been strengthened, and all of them can be used."
Shaoling master Yiling stepped forward and flashed a look of excitement in his eyes, opening his mouth.
"Can you use the magic weapon?"
The treasure owner turned around, and in the words, he showed a hint of interest, whispered: "This group of people is really fast, look at the past."
After that, his hands were one, and the huge black curtain surrounded the crowd, and then the black light flashed.
At the next time, the treasure owner came to Penglai Xianhai with all the sons.
Yes, the maintenance and repair of the immortal statues are all operated by the comprehensions of Penglai Xianhai. The use of enamel beads to imitate the refining of the orbs is also the handwriting of this group of cultivators.
Among the vast seas, seventeen statues of immortals hang over the surface of the sea.
One by one, wearing a robes, the immortal, stepping on various magic weapons, flying around the fairy. From time to time, a glimmer of light was made and broke into the statue, under the repair of these cultivators.
The statue of the immortal who has gone through the war is now renewed and become more powerful.
"Uncle Shu, the treasure is here."
A disciple flew quickly to an old man and bowed and respectfully said that the old man is now the Penglai Xianhai, the only remaining cloud dust fairy.
He is famous for refining medicines, and Danhuo has reached the peak and is very accomplished.
The work of repairing the statue of the immortal was naturally given to him.
When the smell of the treasure came, the cloud dust fairy Zun Yu flashed a helplessness, waved his hand to let the disciple go down, turned into a streamer, and came to the transmission array of Penglai Xianhai.
"Clouds and friends, I heard that the statue of the immortal can already use the magic weapon, you must remember you."
The treasure owner took a smile and flew out of the transmission array to say hello to Yunchen Xianzun.
Yun Chen Xianzun does not say much: "Follow me."
A group of people, following the footsteps of Yunchen Xianzun, came to the place where the seventeen statues of immortals were located.
The cloud dust fairy waved his hand, and the immortals around the immortal statue suddenly dispersed. Only the remaining seventeen statues of immortals stood on the sea, staring at the crowd with cold eyes.
The heavy Xianwei, which radiated from the statue, even if it died for millions of years, the pressure of these statues is still heart-rending.
It's hard to imagine how powerful they are when they are alive.
It is even more difficult to imagine what kind of enemy is, and it is impossible to escape the death of such a fairy.
Standing as a cultivator, Yunchen Xianzun stood in front of these immortal statues, and his mood was always complicated.
Only after the treasure owner showed a trace of dissatisfaction, Yunchen Xianzun came back to God, took out the bead, and shot it out with an aura.
boom!
The strong light erupted from the body of the statue, and the sons of the treasures were all shaken out.
Can still be safe, only the treasure owner and Yun Chen Xianzun two.
The appearance of the treasurer that the outsiders could not see clearly showed a smile of satisfaction. Every statue of the immortal man flew an ancient magic weapon.
Or flying swords, or battle flags, or bells, or ancient mirrors...
"Yes, with these magic weapons, the fighting power of the immortal statue is more than 50%. Right, I think of how to make up, the weakness of my heart is not."
Yunchen Xianzun shook his head and said: "There is no way, Qinglong Wang's move is an attack that blooms from the inside. No matter how externally, how to strengthen it, there is no way to avoid that trick."
The treasure owner frowned: "Trouble, but fortunately, he did not dare to use it casually. Just like this."
"Father, when do we start, we will kill the gang of people on the island of Tianxing Island." Shaoling Lord Yiling asked one step forward.
The treasure owner looked at the statue of the immortal, and said casually: "No hurry, you should first use the orb, be skilled, how to control the statue of the immortal, and show the magic weapon."
After the departure of the treasure owner, Yunchen Xianzun came to the mid-mountain of Lingshan in Penglai Xianhai, where a warrior lived.
In Penglai Xianhai, where all are cultivators, this is not a warrior of the capital, it seems very different.
His appearance is old, like a dry, lack of spirit, but there is a loud name, Xie Changtian!
Yes, it was the friends of Lei Di’s teachings, and after the death of Lei Di, he created Xie Changtian of the Changtianjian School. Xiao Chen used to, people who were struggling to find, as Xiao Chen guessed, he was indeed in the sea of ​​Penglai.
"he's gone?"
Xie Changtian did not say who he is, but Yun Chen Xianzun knows that he is talking about the treasure owner.
"Going, as before, it is still unfathomable and cannot be seen. I didn't notice that you are moving your hands and feet. It is not a simple matter to want to marry him."
Xie Changtian drank wine, as if he was talking about one thing, it didn't matter, the little thing about sesame and garlic.
Yunchen Xianzun said: "No, there is only one fairy in the world. I don't know what I want to do. Even if he is strong, he can't find it."
"Ha ha ha, you are also crazy, the two great immortals in order to save Penglai Xianhai, do not hesitate to die, seek the path of ghosts, but you are personally ruining the entire Penglai Xianhai."
Xie Changtian took a sip of wine, laughing, some crazy, seemingly drunk, and seemed to wake up.
Yunchen Xianzun looked at the poor man and said: "In fact, I always wanted to know why, he never killed you, but wasted a lot of resources for you."
Xie Changtian smiled and said: "Nothing, tell you anything. Anyway, the trend is now, he has nothing to care about. Because in this world, only I have seen his true face, only I know who he is. If he kills me, this news The world will be known."
"But it doesn't matter. Even if his identity is exposed now, nothing can be changed. The general trend has already been achieved, and the ending of Kunlun's defeat cannot be changed. What you do is just useless."
Yun Chen Xianzun, sipping a drink, silent, no objection.
Those who have not seen the true strength of the treasure owner will never know how powerful the treasurer is.
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Cangjiejie, the land of the ancients, the bottom of Qianlong Lake. Chu Chaoyun, wearing a costume of the Tianwu Emperor Wangjia, looked at the empty Tianwu Emperor’s grave and did not look at it.
After helping Xiao Chen in the Kunlun area, he came to the place with the heart of the sky, and has been waiting until now.
He did not come to remember anything. For the first generation of Emperor Tianwu, he had no good feelings.
That is the sinner in his mind, the enemy who has tried his best and wants to get rid of it.
Obviously, there is the strength of Tongtian, after the creation of the Tianwu Dynasty, it is to leave and leave nothing.
For him, what Tianwu Dynasty is just a game-like toy, even if you really know that the dynasty is destroyed.
The entire royal family, without exception, all died, and I am afraid that they will remain indifferent.
Is this interesting?
No need to worry, why bother to create a dynasty, do not know the destruction of the imperial dynasty, the catastrophe brought to the royal family?
The pain and torture, hiding in the darkness of the mouse, the other side will never understand.
I don't know, there are individuals. From the beginning of the juvenile, he was told that he was the last blood of Tianwu Emperor in the sky and received all kinds of inhuman training.
The hate is like a fire, burning in the heart of Chu Chaoyun, a black and white light, flashing rapidly in his body.
There was a trace of black lines on his face, like a magical pattern.
That is the negative effect brought by the darkness and the bright confrontation. The pain brought by the cultivation of chaotic mood is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Darkness and light are the two most serious attributes of confrontation in the world. Every shock and pain can make people feel uncomfortable.
Close your eyes, after a half ring, the black lines on your face slowly recede.
When he opened his eyes again, he once again showed a calm, light smile.
In fact, many times, he really does not care about anything. He was originally a forgetful person.
Hey!
The top of the lake, falling down a figure, the Tianwu Emperor's bereaved ones are all important figures, all appear.
If there are other warriors in the Cangjie world, they will be shocked. These people are all big men with faces in the sky.
"Less master, cold moon predecessors came the news, the 18th Emperor received the order of the Nether Master, all have to be determined, just wait for a command, enter Kunlun."
Chu Chaoyun nodded and said: "Very good, keep on standby, when they start, we also start to work."
After a pause, he suddenly added: "The people of Xiao family don't move, other forces, the blockers kill. Once you start, you must use the shortest time to occupy the sky."