World of Cultivation: Seventh forty-seventh chapter of the last straw

The first-order stone ladder, as if you can't see the end, leads to the bottom of the ground, dark and bottomless. The surrounding walls were engraved with various Seal Patterns, and somewhat already began to peel off, obviously for a long time.

Down the stone ladder, flight has two double hour in a row, but the stone ladder in front of you still can't see the end.

"Sect Master ..." The elder in front snorted softly, and in a repressed dead silence, it was so clear that it frightened everyone else. Some of the timid elders' faces changed slightly, and a little fright appeared.

"What?" Sect Master didn't stop, but there was a hint of irony in the corners of his mouth: "Afraid?"

The elders silently, no one snoring.

“I ’m afraid there ’s nothing I can do. Listen to what the outside world says, haha, our Mysterious West is the second Xuan Kong Temple. Three Heroes of Mysterious West, hey, none of them is in Mysterious West. They all said I was incompetent and did not make a mistake, but today ’s school No one knows better than you. Who drove the Guliang Dao away? Shuang Yu I said that we should talk about it, huh, the result? No one was willing to spit out some meat. "

Sect Master The cold and sharp words echoed in the tunnel, and the elders' faces were blue and white, no one snored.

"battalion is in your hands. Combat General is all your nephews and disciples. Hey, it's nothing, I don't know what's going on in the field, I understand. Trouble you can pick a little skill, oh, look , Three battalion defeated in a month, no wonder others say we are the second Xuan Kong Temple! "

"We didn't get any news beforehand ..." Some elders quibbled.

"Dare to beat someone, you still have to say hello to you?" Sect Master sneered: "Look, what forces have defeated us, even small forces that can't even be called by name. Infighting is a Experts, fighting with the outside, half of the internal fight level, hey, this faction has long been unified. "

The elders are pale and pale, mixed with shame and anger.

In the tunnel, everyone was flight for three days and three nights. The faces of Sect Master and a group of elders appeared tired.

At the end of the stone ladder is a bronze gate.

"Let's keep it outside." Sect Master lightly said, the other elders were all relieved and nodded, they looked at the bronze door, full of deep fear and awe.

Sect Master took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and disappeared behind the door.

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"Uncle Zhong, for my father's sake, please help your nephew once." Sect Master whispered, half-bow, sadly said: "Three games in a month losing streak, Mysterious West erosion is weak and exposed, all around The forces already are about to move. I have investigated the following battalion, and they are all rotten. The huge Mysterious West has no battalion! ''

The big man in front of him is indifferent and indifferent.

Dahan was sitting on a chair, his body was burly, like an iron tower, and even if he was sitting there, it still gave a strong sense of oppression. The short hair is straight like iron wire, but almost completely white, the scars on the face are criss-cross, which is terrible. The pupils of grey have no trace of emotion. The nakedness of his body was full of dense scars, shocking.

There are two men standing next to Dahan, left and right, with scars of various sizes everywhere.

"Your father's affection, I reported to already." Dahan lightly said: "I want to guard Shayuan Prison, you can find someone else."

Flop.

Sect Master suddenly kneels on the ground, crying on the ground: "Uncle Zhong, Mysterious West is in danger, please, save Mysterious West! If you do n’t take another shot, Mysterious West will be outrageous! Uncle Zhong, as long as you are out of the mountain, my little nephew Give up Sect Master. "

The Han is indifferent and unmoved: "Send off."

The two men standing next to each other suddenly released the monstrous killing intent, like a tsunami, and flung on Sect Master.

Sect Master trembled, forbearing killing intent biting, suddenly stopped crying, gritted his teeth and said, "If Uncle Zhong is willing to leave the mountain, my nephew is willing to repair Yun Jiling on Central Earth Source!"

Boom!

Sect Master feels like being hit by a hammer, and the whole person flies straight away a few feet away.

Dahan's gray pupils floated with pale blood, and his indifferent face showed fluctuations for the first time.

Sect Master, despite the blood on the corners of his mouth, struggled to get up: "Yun Ji contributed significantly to our Mysterious West, and Yun Ji's mausoleum was built. I will issue the Sect Master order. Core disciples and elders must come to condolence!"

"Your father confessed to you like this before he died."

Sect Master was pale and shocked. He didn't expect that Uncle Zhong could guess.

"So, he knew Yun Ji was innocent." The big man thought to himself, his voice was desolate: "I asked Zhen Shouyuan to be imprisoned for 50 years. I didn't expect to be killed by your father and son. Calculate. "

Sect Master looks pale.

"Where is her spirit bone?" the big man asked suddenly.

He felt that Uncle Zhong's eyes were like iron tongs and he was holding him tightly. He was almost out of breath and subconsciously said: "In the secret room, my father made a special altar offering."

Relaxing from the pressure, he sat paralyzed, panting desperately, and looked at Uncle Zhong with horror.

A moment of silence, the big man suddenly said, "I promise you."

Sect Master was ecstatic at once, "Thanks Uncle Zhong, Thanks Uncle Zhong!"

"The Tomb of Yun Ji must be completed within two years."

The big man suddenly looked at Sect Master with a smile, and the scarred face became weird and horrible: "Your father has countless calculations, and I can't think of it. I have only three years to live."

Sect Master stood on the spot.

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Zuo Mo is so busy that he feels that he needs a powerful administrative talent. Today, Mo Cloud Sea's big butler He Ming is a Cloud Sea Jie local and recommended by Bao Yi. Bao Yi was born as a small businessman. I felt the pressure was huge, and my hair was almost white. I just found that the level of He Ming is good, so I focused on promotion. Later, He Ming served as the general manager.

While he still went back to the warehouse, his life was nourished instead.

Cloud Sea Jie is well-organized under the control of He Ming. However, today's Mo Cloud Sea is larger than it was then. I do n’t know how much, He Ming and somewhat are difficult to support.

Today's Mo Cloud Sea has a scale of sixty-nine realms, including the three realms under the Rare Object Hall rule.

These are a large number of resource circles, frequent material flow, battalion supply, talent selection, etc., which are extremely complicated.

After returning from Zuo Mo, He Ming was relieved. He didn't dare to clap on somewhat.

For example, production issues. Golden Crow Camp has a strong production capacity and is the most important financial source of Mo Cloud Sea. What is produced is undoubtedly the most important issue, especially in this era of turbulence and rapid change, no one dares except Zuo Mo. Clapper.

Similar questions, all piled up in front of Zuo Mo, Zuo Mo burnt out.

He is eager to have an outstanding internal talent, and at this time he knows deeply that an excellent internal talent is no less valuable than an Top Tier Combat General. He is extremely jealous of Guliang Dao. Although Xiao has no combat power, his internal affairs are extremely outstanding. Now the Guliang Dao is completely left behind and concentrates on training.

The talent of He Ming is good, but it is much worse than that of Xiao.

"Internal affairs talents?" Pu Yao frowned: "This kind of person is hard to find and hard to dig."

"Do whatever you can! Do whatever you can! At any cost!" Zuo Mo squinted.

"Well, I will pay attention." Pu Yao nodded.

Zuo Mo suddenly remembered one thing and asked curiously, "What about your Pu Pu Combat General home? How's it going?"

Pu Yao looks proud: "There are a few good Embryo."

Zuo Mo is more interested, and Pu Yao can say that it is a good Embryo. It is estimated that the talent is good, and he suddenly coveted: "How about? Would you like to pull it over? I will build some battalion for them?"

The richness of today's Mo Cloud Sea is enough to give Zuo Mo the confidence to say such things.

"I have other arrangements." Pu Yao did not hesitate to reject the suggestion of Zuo Mo.

"You are so bad ..." Zuo Mo softly grinds hard foam.

Pu Yao glanced at him: "I heard that Combat General Palace also has a few good seedlings. It doesn't chew too much. Good Combat General is not learned, it is beaten."

Zuo Mo sneered. He knew that Pu Yao was right. He just came up with greed for a while, but fortunately, he was thick-skinned, but it was just a routine thing.

"Transfer me some Nan Yue for a while," said Pu Yao.

Zuo Mo nodded: "OK."

Any such formal opening of Pu Yao is definitely a matter of business. If it is a bad thing of absurd deception, this product will definitely not squeak.

Looking at Wei Zhongzhong, Zuo Mo asked Pu Yao: "When will Weiwei wake up?"

"I don't know." Pu Yao shook his head: "He needs time to adapt to your Divine Power changes. You are really a freak. Divine Power is progressing too fast!"

Pu Yao was shocked by the progress of Zuo Mo. In these seven years, Zuo Mo has been maintaining a rather amazing speed of progress. This speed of progress beginning to end shows no signs of slowing down.

Zuo Mo shook his head: "You haven't watched the Kun Lun guys. If I were slower, I would only eat ash."

Pu Yao is silent.

Although he played countless times with Kun Lun during the Millennium War, Kun Lun, after so long peace, is still forging ahead. Such Kun Lun, even the former enemies such as Pu Yao, can not respect.

Kun Lun has been fighting at the forefront in recent years, all of them are elders.

In the past seven years, the number of elders lost by Kun Lun even exceeded the number of elders who lost Kun Lun in the entire three hundred years. The entire elders of Kun Lun now has less than one third left.

The sacrifices of their fathers, masters, and Martial Uncle touched the genius youths of Kun Lun unparalleled. They did not need supervision or spurs. They were crazy and silent Cultivate, day and night, and died.

Almost two-thirds of the elders' seven-year sacrifice finally showed their amazing power.

Kun Lun began to emerge a large number of young and powerful teenagers. These teenagers, who grew up in the blood of their predecessors, are full of responsibility, they are united like never before, they have amazing discipline, and they are not afraid of sacrifice like their predecessors.

Such Kun Lun is frightening, and it makes the whole world scared.

It is Zuo Mo, and I also feel the pressure from Kun Lun.

Suddenly, a paper crane came in.

Zuo Mo complexed, recruited paper crane, and opened.

"Mysterious West comeback Zhong De, rate Prison Depth Battalion, blood washed Central Earth Source, thirteen elders were taken captive, exposed for ten days, more than 7,000 people connected, blood flow!"

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