Chapter 2458: 1 nothing

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"How many times have you been told, this is the deadline!"
The voice of indifference came from the Promise.
"You are too deceiving, this is our sect. Why should you give it to you?!"
An angry voice followed.
"Why? Of course, it is because you have fewer people. Only dozens of people in the district occupy such a large sect. Isn't this a waste of resources?"
The previous voice sounded again: "This place has been seen by our Qinghuo Zong, you have to let it, let it be allowed. As for those of you, if there is no place to go, then stay here and give us Green fire helps the doorkeeper. Anyway, our green fire is a big man, and I don’t care if you have dozens of people in this area."
When I heard the voice of the dispute, Zhang Chutian screamed, and it was speeding up the pace and rushing in.
Light rain followed.
Zi Yan is walking behind in the unhurried manner. This is the sect he created. He has not returned for 5,000 years.
This time I returned to the Promise, everything changed.
Vaguely remember the scene when the konjac and other people met when he came back.
The whole Promise, the scene that cheers for it.
It’s really full of people, and it’s so lively.
Who can think that the huge Promise will fall after five thousand years.
The original grand and dense buildings have become extremely sparse at the moment, except that the buildings that represent the Promise logo still exist, and all other buildings disappear.
I don't know if it was forcibly destroyed or was removed intentionally.
Under his perception, there were hundreds of thousands of disciples in the heyday, and only a few dozen disciples were left.
At the moment they all got together and confronted the two Danyuans. Their clothes were plain and their eyes were full of anger.
Except for one of Dan Yuan’s dad, the others are almost all true, and some are even lower than this.
It can be said that Zijing has never seen such a shabby monk since cultivation.
Among the entire sects, only one Danyuan has a spiritual ring, and the storage bag is even less pitiful.
Even if he was in Lingwuzong, where there was no sect of Dan Yuan, the disciples lived richer than this.
"This is the brilliant Promise of the year? Now even the family is almost unable to keep it."
He looked up at the distance, and there was a big hall in his sight. The hall had already disappeared into the clouds, looming like a fairyland.
In the last era, there were too many major events that were negotiated there.
"You are deceiving too much. This is our sect. Why should we give it to you!"
Zhang Chutian is arguing with the Dan Yuan in anger, but it is useless.
No matter what era, all the monks believe in the weak meat.
Among the two Dan Yuan who came, one of them said coldly: "If you can't let it be, then let all of you die here."
This is just the persecution of the two Danyuans, giving them a few courage, and they dare not really kill the last ten people of the Promise.
In the past 5,000 years, the Promise has undergone repeated infighting and fighting, even if there are only a few dozen people left, it is still a sect.
It does have a sense of existence.
If you don't look at the face, you have to look at the Buddha's face. If you really want to have the power to destroy the Promise, then those families who rise up in the Promise of the Promise will obviously come out.
Even if it is only a symbolic condolence, it is definitely not a green fire that can help this level of sects.
For the Promise, they can suppress it, prevent it from developing, and let it fend for itself, but it must not force it.
Looking at these people without shrinking, Dan Yuan flashed a murder in his eyes: "Don't let it go, then we will kill this old thief today, see who else will protect you in the future."
The faces of the Promise disciples were full of anger, and they still did not back down. They took care of the Dan Yuan.
"Humph!"
A cold sigh, the Dan Yuan's big sleeves waved, and a strong wind appeared out of thin air, sweeping everyone out.
In a blink of an eye, here is only one person who is Dan Yuan.
In the eyes of the two Dan Yuan, flashing the cold murder, this time they really moved to kill.
Because the above reminder is very tight, and then do not do things well, they will be punished.
"Even if you die today, you will never..."
When the old man’s words were not finished, they suddenly stopped. Her firm eyes undulated and her appearance changed significantly.
I saw her in the sight, there was a cockroach coming from a distance, holding a black stone knife in his hand.
The two Dan Yuan from the Qing Huozong apparently noticed the anomaly. After turning around and seeing this cockroach, his face was amazed and lost his voice: "What is this ghost thing."
The purple dragonfly walked straight toward the two.
The two changed their faces and looked at each other without hesitation.
Under the horrific gaze of a group of disciples, I saw this strange cockroach, extended his left hand and grabbed it toward one of Dan Yuan.
His hand easily passed through the attack of Dan Yuan, grabbed the collar of the other party, and was thrown out by the other party.
At the same time, another Danyuan attack fell on the hole, and the energy of the cockroach exploded.
It was a devastating energy in the eyes of everyone, but he couldn’t help but the other side. He once again seized the shocking Dan Yuan and then threw him out.
The old man who is ready to be prepared, shocked to see the two Danyuan being thrown out.
The same incomparable disciples who have done a good job of sectarianism have seen a singularity, and they are also dumbfounded.
It was the joy of Zhang Chutian and Xiao Yu, who had already seen the powerful strength of this predecessor, but it was not so shocking.
The two quickly stepped forward and thanked Ziyan for their courtesy: "Thank you for your predecessors!"
"Chutian, Xiaoyu, do you know this...predecessor?" The old man’s face was still full of shock.
Xiaoyu nodded and said: "Yes, Grandma, this predecessor was brought back by us. We also helped us to drive away the Wang family."
After a brief rain, Xiao Yu told everyone about the passing of the incident, and the audience was shocked and angry.

Thank you for saving the seniors!

The old man came to the purple sable and performed a respectful respect.
Other Promise disciples, but they have expressed their gratitude.
At the same time, they quietly looked up, curious and awesome looking at the purple.
Zi Yan nodded to the crowd.
A big Promise, after 5,000 years, there are only a few dozen people left.
But these people are the places where they really take the place.
At this moment, looking at these dozens of people, Zixiao suddenly understood what.
He walked toward the front, and everyone dispersed, and he went to the depths of the Promise.
Under the instructions of the old man, Zhang Chutian and Xiaoyu followed.
In the course of the trip, Zi Yan came to the outside of the Tibetan Army. There are nine floors here. In the heyday, in addition to the holy soldiers, other weapons of all levels are available.
At this moment in his perception, it is empty here.
The ban had disappeared, and he went straight in, and the two followed.
Layer after layer, Zi Yan went to the ninth floor. The entire nine-story hall disappeared because of the prohibition, and because it had not been cleaned for a long time, it had already fallen into a thick layer of gray.
"Some of the weapons of the year were lost in the battle, and a larger part was divided by other forces. Finally, nothing left."
Zhang Haotian said to the dazed purple cicada.
He did not know what the relationship between these predecessors and the Promise, but there was a feeling in the heart. This predecessor seemed to have different feelings for the Promise.
Zi Yan turned to the lower floor and went to the library. It is the place to store the exercises. After several expansions, there are also nine floors.
The exercises that Zizi received from the four great burial sites were all in it, and it can be said that everything is available.
In that era, the Promise allowed the entire Tianwu continent to share its combat skills.
But now, it is also empty, not even an ordinary cultivation technique.
"The techniques here have also been divided up by those forces." Zhang Chutian said dissatisfied: "I heard that in the glory days, the Promise freely supplies the entire Tianwu mainland's cultivation resources, and the combat skills are allowed to enjoy it, but now it is Nothing has been done."
In his words, there is a touch of anger.
Because his ancestor is Zhang Haotian, he knows the history of the year.
In that glorious era, the Promise supplied the entire Tianwu continent, but with the disappearance of the Ziyan lord, the Promise was divided by those forces.
Leaving the library, Zi Yan went to the alchemy building, and it was empty.
It can be said that in the current Promise, no resources have been left, even the lowest practice.
Finally, Zi Yan went to the four-time castle, which is the foundation of the rise of the Promise.
The four great castles have disappeared and the earth is in ruins.
Even the base that had been laid down by Lu Peng himself had been dug up.
"The four major time castles, one in the Wang family, one in the five elements family, and one in the genocide, as for the last one, it is unknown." Zhang Chutian said.
No, the entire Promise has nothing left except these dozens of people.
Zi Yan is full of emotions!
But the destruction of the Promise also made him understand the truth.
In order to set up a sect, in addition to strong combat power, it also requires deep-rooted cohesion.
The once Promise was indeed cohesive, but it was limited to Zi Yan and his powerful friends.
As they fell, the entire sect became a loose sand that eventually collapsed from the inside.
At the time of his loss, he was also very fortunate that at least the Promise has not been completely destroyed, and there are still dozens of people left.
Although their combat power is very weak ~ EbookFREE.me ~ realm is very low, but they have a very rare cohesiveness, regard this as their last home.
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Sacred land, the king's house.
This is a newly emerging family, known as the second family of the sacred land, has a history of more than a thousand years.
The owner is named Liu Che, which is only one step away from the pseudo-day.
"Father, the big things are not good, the big things are not good."
In an anxious voice with a bit of flustered voice, Liu Che's door was pushed open, and a young man came in.
"What is so flustered?" Liu Che opened his eyes and looked at his only son.
"Father, the strongest of the green fires have gone to the Promise, and even the green fire has gone. It seems that this time the green fire is ironed to occupy the Promise."