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Just as Luo Xiu was about to return, in the Cultivation World, Bi Luo Sect and Danding School were about to fight.
In a magnificent starry sky, on a blue planet, the clouds in the sky had been crushed by this aura, revealing the boundless starry sky.
Not long after, a meteor-like fireball appeared in front of everyone's eyes, quickly rushing towards the planet.
Soon, the fireball arrived above the group of people on the ground and finally stopped a hundred meters away from the ground. The fireball slowly dissipated, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man. He was wearing a fiery red robe, with white hair and a ruddy complexion. This person was indeed very short. His height was estimated to be about 1.45 meters.
Seeing this white-haired middle-aged man, the nearby Danding School's Master, Dan Yangzi, immediately revealed an excited expression. He said in a pleasantly surprised tone, "Martial Granduncle, you're finally here."
The middle-aged man looked around and slightly turned his head to look at the scene.
However, when his gaze fell on the two Tribulation Passing Stage Cultivators who had already lost their Nascent Souls, his eyes revealed a monstrous fury. His gaze suddenly became sharp and fierce, and the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.
His gaze slowly swept across everyone present and finally landed on Dan Yangzi. He said in a deep voice, "If I didn't come, I'm afraid that you, the Danding School's Master, wouldn't be able to see the sun tomorrow. The three hundred elites present would also never be able to return." The white-haired middle-aged man couldn't conceal the anger in his voice.
Hearing this, Dan Yangzi couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He viciously looked at Si Haojie and the other two, then turned to the middle-aged man and said in a pleading tone, "Martial Granduncle, not only did the three of them kill many of our Elders, but they also killed many of our experts. Even the Fifth Elder and the Sixth Elder died in their hands. Martial Granduncle, please take them down. Moreover, one of them is from the Demon Clan."
Hearing this, the white-haired middle-aged man turned his head slightly to look at the three people and said, "Who are you? Tell me your names. I never kill nameless people!"
When the white-haired middle-aged man appeared, Ji Wuming's expression became grave. He stared at the old man and said in a deep voice, "An Eighth Tribulation Scattered Celestial?"
The middle-aged man revealed a cold smile and said, "Not bad, you have a good eye. Just answer my question obediently."
Ji Wuming and the other two looked at each other. Their expressions were unprecedentedly solemn.
This was especially true for Ji Wuming. Facing a dujie expert was already his limit. He didn't expect an even more powerful eighth tribulation loose immortal to come this time.
Dealing with Tribulation Passing experts was already their limit. They didn't expect that an even stronger Loose Immortal would come this time.
The white-haired middle-aged man's figure flashed. Before Ji Wuming and the other two could react, he had already appeared in front of them. Then, with a powerful palm, he blasted towards Ji Wuming and the others.
The speed was as fast as lightning. The surrounding space seemed to be torn apart by the palm of the white-haired middle-aged man.
Ji Wuming's expression changed greatly. Without any hesitation, he channeled all the vital essence in his body and gathered it in his hands. Then, he struck out with both palms at the same time.
"Bang!"
A dull sound was heard. The space began to vibrate slightly. A circle of visible ripples slowly spread out in all directions.
"Wa!"
Ji Wuming spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, his body flew backward like a kite with a short string.
Ji Wuming had already suffered serious injuries from this blow. The strength of an Eighth Tribulation Scattered Celestial was indeed very powerful. It was far beyond Ji Wuming's current strength to resist.
The white-haired middle-aged man didn't move at all. He just looked at his palm and was a little surprised to see Ji Wuming flying backward. He said, "What a strange energy. The Blood Demon Church is still so shameless. As a reincarnated top master, aren't you bullying the weak? Ji Wuming or Blood Demon Ancestor, hehe, how did you escape from our sect's pursuit? How did you become a disciple of the Bi Luo Church?"
Ji Wuming flew backward for a hundred meters before he could stabilize his body. However, he had just stabilized his body when he heard the middle-aged man's words. Then, he spat out another mouthful of blood uncontrollably.
"Ancestor!"
"Master's Junior!"
Chu Li and Roger were also shocked. They hurriedly flashed to Ji Wuming's side and looked at him with concern. At the same time, they channeled their energy to guard against the middle-aged man's attack.
The middle-aged man looked at the three of them with a weird smile. A light flashed in his empty hand and a small mirror appeared in it. At the same time, his mouth was twitching.
Even if Ning Biluo is here today, you won't be able to leave this place safely. Do you really think our Danding Sect is an easy sect to mess with? I know what you are here for today. Don't even think about running away! "The middle-aged man waved his hand and spoke confidently while emitting a faint suppressive aura." That's right. Don't even think about running away! "The middle-aged man waved his hand and spoke confidently while emitting a faint suppressive aura.
"Heh heh. Really?"
A light flashed and a tall man suddenly showed up. At the same time, a deep voice sounded.
"Ning Biluo, it's you!
You are truly bold. Do you really think the Danding Sect is a nobody? How dare you come here alone! "
"Roger, as long as you return our sacred weapon, we won't do anything to your Danding Sect. Do you really think you can defeat us?"
The tall man spoke and waved his hand. A palace appeared in the field. After that, thirteen old men showed up.
"Good!
Good!
Good! "
When the middle-aged man, Roger, saw the thirteen people, his body trembled, and his voice became a little hoarse. He squeezed out the word 'good' from between his teeth. Then, his body flashed, and he appeared in front of Dan Yangzi and the others. With a wave of his sleeve, he swept everyone up and teleported away.
"Greetings, Prime Elder!" Ji Wuming and the other two old men hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.
Ning Biluo looked at Ji Wuming and then spoke to the thirteen old men, "Elders, please take the sacred weapon away. I have to go back to my sect."
Then he looked at Ji Wuming and the other two old men and spoke with surprise, "Ji Wuming, when did you get the inheritance of that old bastard Blood Demon?"
"Reporting to Grand Elder, it's been more than a hundred years. Previously, I didn't dare to use the Blood Demon Grand Technique. After all, although our Bi Luo sect is powerful, many sects were attacked by the Blood Demon back then. If it wasn't for Luo Jie bullying the weak, I wouldn't have dared to show it at all. But after today, our sect will be in danger." Ji Wuming hurried forward and said with a bitter smile.
"Don't worry, our sect will never abandon those who have made meritorious contributions. This time, the three of you were the first to guard the sect's sacred artifact. It is definitely a great merit. Don't worry, as long as you deny it, our sect will naturally have a way to deal with the other sects' inquiries.
Besides, in the cultivation world, who has the time to care about you? The Horned Demon Clan and the Sky Wings Clan are all huge forces. It's hard to say whether we can safely get through this crisis. Alright. You guys follow me back to my sect. I'd like to see if everyone has forgotten about the power of my sect after I've been away for three hundred years! "Ning Biluo's aura suddenly rose and his voice was full of murderous intent.
Three thousand years ago, the Blood Demon Patriarch was a lunatic who caused endless massacres in the Cultivation World. At that time, one of the top ten experts in the Cultivation World, Cultivator Qingquan, was also killed by him. If it wasn't for Old Demon Ren, who knew how many more cultivators would have died.
Ning Biluo turned around and looked at the thirteen old men who were casting the martial art. Then he looked at the Nine Floors Exquisite Pagoda. As the most important divine weapon of Bi Luo Sect, the Nine Floors Exquisite Pagoda had been missing for a long time. Because of the great change in the cultivation world, all the divine weapons that were lost by different sects all showed up in the cultivation world. Some showed up near their own sect, while some showed up in other sects' territories, just like the Nine Floors Exquisite Pagoda.
After that, the thirteen old men put away the pagoda together. One of the old men walked to Ning Biluo with the pagoda in his hand.
"Prime Elder, it is done."
Then the old man gave the pagoda to Ning Biluo. At the same time, his excited face returned to normal.
"Let's go back then!"
Ning Biluo glanced at the pagoda in his hand and put it into his storage ring. After that, he waved his hand and the palace-like spiritual weapon appeared again. The others entered it one by one. Ning Biluo put away the palace-like spiritual weapon and disappeared.