Fantasy: Me! Start To Create a Secret Building! Chapter 68: : Tianji Pavilion, no doubt!


   In front of the Tianji Pavilion, Su Yu held a wine glass, looked at the green light in the sky, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

   On the light curtain in front of him, the background of Qingfeng Mochizuki Gate can be seen at a glance.

   [Three hundred thousand years ago, a willow tree branch shattered into the void and fell on the area of ​​Qingfeng Wangyue Gate. 】

   [Willow branches do not belong to this world, which attracted the thunder to kill them. However, under the boundless majesty of the sky, the willow branches were born under the thunder light, took root, forced the retreat of the sky, and then fell into silence. 】

  "A small piece of willow branch has the strength of half a step, it is hard to imagine how strong its body is!"

  Su Yu couldn't help sighing.

  The world is so amazing, a willow tree can be so against the sky.

  "Perhaps I can meet this willow tree in the future, maybe it's not necessarily true?"

  Su Yu drank all the wine in the glass. He possessed the secret system, and he was full of hope for the future.

  "In this way, the Crisis of Qingfeng Mochizuki Gate can be resolved!"

  ……

   In front of Qingfeng Wangyue Gate, the aquamarine light visible to the naked eye, like a tide, spreads rapidly.

   The extremely deep and terrible coercion swept through millions of miles in an instant, and the whole world trembled violently wherever it passed.

   The coercion of the saint created by the Great Elder of Hundred Battles, under this green light, was as fragile as a piece of white paper, and was directly torn apart.

   Everyone looked at the willow branches that pierced the sky like a chain of order. They were all frightened and stunned. They were all stiff, their faces were frozen, and they lost the ability to think.

   "Then...what is that?"

   "It's so scary, I seem to be facing the whole world!"

  "A willow tree? How could there be such a powerful existence at the Qingfeng Moon Gate?"

  The various forces onlookers trembled, and their bodies did not dare to move half a step.

  Under the turquoise light, they felt that their bones were crushed.

  The Great Elder of Hundred Battles was also frightened. The majesty of the saint was vulnerable to a blow before the willow tree, and his whole body shuddered constantly.

   Even when facing the strongest saint ancestor in the Holy Land, I don’t have such a strong feeling.

  No...Even the saint king of the Great Xia Dynasty is not as good as this willow tree.

  , he had only felt this kind of breath in the legendary thirteenth ancestor.

   "Half a step... Supreme?!!!"

   The face of the Great Elder Bai Zhan was earthy, and his heart sank directly to the bottom. The previous arrogance and domineering were all replaced by fear.

   is not just the onlookers, the elders of the Hundred Battles, even the crowd at Qingfeng Mochizuki Gate, were all frightened stupidly.

   Although bathed in the green light, they felt warm, but they did not react to the appearance of the supreme existence of the sect.

   "That willow tree, is that the one I wait for the sacrifice on weekdays?"

   Lu Qingfeng couldn't recover from it.

   The old willow tree has existed since the Qingfeng Mochizuki Gate was established. In the past, they regarded it as a symbol of peace.

  Who would have thought that this old willow tree not only has life, but also a terrifying supreme existence!

  "Hahaha, the master, look, the master of the Tianji Pavilion didn't lie to us, there is really a strong guardian in my Qingfeng Wangyue Gate!"

   "I'm Qingfeng Wangyue Gate, I am ranked second in the power list!"

   Zhang Tianyou was trembling with excitement when he saw the old willow tree burst out, and he laughed wildly.

   Hearing what Zhang Tianyou said, all the forces watching around, only felt a burning pain on his face.

  Looking at Lu Qingfeng begging for mercy in front of the Great Elder Baizhan earlier, I can be sure that even they didn't know that there was a half-step-supreme old willow tree in the sect.

   However, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, which is far away in the wilderness, not only sees through it, but also firmly ranks Qingfeng Mochizuki Gate in the second place in the power list.

   "So, the power list of the Great Xia Dynasty produced by Jige that day is absolutely credible!"

   "Pavilion Master Tianji Pavilion, where is it sacred, such an unpredictable method... It's really a god!"

   "I...repent! Why our sect is not ranked in the power list!"

   For a while, the various forces discussed again.

   Before, they thought how ridiculous the Heavenly Secret Pavilion and the Heavenly Secret List are, and how ashamed they are now.

   It turns out that the clowns have always been themselves.

   They sneered at the secret list, which they dismissed, but now they regard it as a **** order.

   "My sect ranks 80th, maybe there are hidden miracles in the sect, I want to go back and have a look!"

   "Hahaha, my sect ranks fifty-fifth, but there is only one **** hidden realm, maybe there is still a saint hiding, I want to go back and see!"

   For a while, all the onlookers began to look forward to it.

   As for the current battle...

   Although there are four saints in the Hundred Battles Holy Land, facing a Half-Step Supreme, they are not even qualified to resist.

   "Go!"

   The Great Elder of Hundred Battles did not dare to stay, and he gave a low voice, and his whole body was distorted, and he was about to flee.

   He wants to report the matter to the Lord of the Hundred Battles. There is nothing wrong with the Heavenly Secret List, and the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, let alone provoke!

   But, just as he was about to leave, the old willow tree that ran through the world moved.

   The green wicker, like a flaming chain of gods, pierced the void directly and was drawn on the body of the Great Elder Baizhan.

   Snap!

   The seemingly fragile wicker, with a single blow, the back of the Great Elder Baizhan burst open, the holy blood was sprayed, and a bone-bearing wound appeared.

   Not only that, but above the wound, a bright green light gleamed constantly, eroding his body of the saint and preventing the wound from healing.

  The Great Elder of Hundred Fights also fell from the void because of this blow~IndoMTL.com~ his back split, his seven orifices bleed, and a screaming scream sounded in his mouth.

   "Good... so strong!"

   is just a wicker, and it almost made a saint fall. What if the thousands of wickers were dispatched together?

   There was a chill in everyone's heart, and they didn't dare to continue thinking.

  噗! puff! puff!

   After    badly wounded the Great Elder Baizhan, the four wickers rushed out again, piercing his limbs directly, and hung him in the air.

   At the same time, a clear and indifferent voice came from the void:

   "If you want to save him, let the Hundred Wars Holy Land exchange for resources!"

   Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Holy Land of Hundred Wars did not dare to stay at all, and fled here scramblingly.

   Even my own saints can't survive the willow tree, let alone them.

   And all the forces looking around were all pale, tens of thousands of miles away, for fear of being affected by the willow tree.

   "It's terrifying! Is this the true background of Qingfeng Mochizuki Gate?"

  "The secret list created by Tianji Pavilion is so mysterious, so, the third ranked Nether Sect, I am afraid it also contains mystery!"

   "The Hundred Wars Holy Land is completely planted this time!"

  "After this battle, Qingfeng Mochizuki Gate will be famous throughout the Great Xia Dynasty! I am afraid no one will dare to question Tianji Pavilion anymore!"

   The various forces took a deep look at the direction of Qingfeng Wangyue Gate, shocked, and left each.

  The Hundred Wars Holy Land and all the forces retreated, and the billowing dark clouds shrouded in the Qingfeng Watching Moon Gate finally dissipated.

   Lu Qingfeng and others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   It’s just that they haven’t recovered yet, the cold voice of the willow tree rang in their ears:

  "Who instructed you to awaken this seat?"

  


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