At this moment, Ming Xiang raised his head slightly, staring at the revolving sky in the sky, brewing the final blow. The eyes were bright and sharp, but a faint smile on his face, confident And proud.

Kilometers away.

The Qingyanzi clenched his fists and kept praying that Master would survive the disaster.

At this moment, eight streamers rushed forward and landed next to the Qingyan.

"Brother Qingren, is this?"

Looking at the real human beings standing in the air, the eight heads were surprised and shocked.

"That's the teacher Ming Xiang real people, only the last sky thunder, you can achieve Jin Dan real people!" Qing Yanzi said proudly.

Wen Yan said that the expressions of the eight leaders were both joy and worry.

They are glad that there is a real Jindan in Xianmen, and the power and deterrence will definitely increase. The Yan and Huang kingdoms that have been subjected to their oppression and exploitation have begun to rebound, but they do not have enough strength to suppress them.

But if there are more Jindan real people, you can suppress Yan Huangguo with your fingertips, especially the secret realm discovered by Yan Huangguo. You can also grab them all and become the back garden of Xianmen.

What they worry about is that although there are nine major gates in Xianmen, but everyone has the same strength, they all share their interests equally, but Shangqinggu suddenly emerges a real Jindan, and Shangqinggu is willing to sit with them equally and share the benefits equally. .

I am afraid that by then, the whole of Xianmen will become the only one.

At this moment, after half a quarter of an hour's gestation, the last thunder finally came down.

"Boom!"

Ear-shattering, a bucket-thin sky mine mixed with immense might hit it on the multi-colored folding fan. At the same time, Ming Xiang quickly smashed several seals on the multi-colored folding fan, making the multi-colored folding fan a masterpiece, released Circles of colorful ripples continue to weaken the power of sky mines.

After about two minutes of stalemate, the multi-colored folding fan finally consumed most of the energy of Tianlei, and then the multi-colored folding fan seemed to be able to dissipate, and suddenly fell into the hands of Ming Xiang.

"boom!"

The remaining Tianlei bombarded Mingxiang, causing his body to sink a few meters.

Seeing this scene, the Qingyanzi and others were in a tight heart.

Fortunately, after a few meters of real life in Mingxiang, the body stabilized, and at the same time, an awesome breath erupted from the body.

"Crack!"

His body continued to thunder with thunder, and it lasted for a full quarter of an hour before it dissipated, revealing the figure of Mingxiang.

His body was scorched and looked rather embarrassed.

The other looked up at the crowd and then disappeared into a streamer.

Half an hour later, in a courtyard in Shangqing Valley, the whisperer stepped out, and said to the eight leaders who were waiting outside: "Dear friends, brothers and family teachers, please!"

It was said that the eight heads were all in a tight heart, and their expressions were stunned, but it was a real Jindan. It seems that the only real Jindan who lived in Xianmen two hundred years ago has never seen a new Jindan real person.

Now there is a myth that is enough to suppress the world.

The next moment, the eight leaders carefully entered the courtyard under the guidance of the Qingyanzi, bowed down to a cyan figure sitting in the courtyard, and shouted in unison: "See Mingming to the real person!"

At this moment, Mingxiang real person has put on a brand-new green robe, and his black hair looks like a new life, scattered vertically to his waist, his face looks like he is in his early twenties, but young but full of majesty.

"You and I have been together in Shangqing Valley for many years, don't be so polite, please raise up!" Ming raised his hand to the real person, whispering temperature.

"Thank you, real!"

It was said that the eight heads were all slightly relaxed and straightened, but they all looked downcast and did not dare to look directly at each other to show respect for the other.

"Sit down, everyone!"

When Ming Xiang waved his hand, eight stone stools flew up and fell behind the eight.

"I don't dare to sit down in front of a real person!" The eight showed a panic.

"Anyway, please sit down!"

"Yes!"

After everyone was seated, another disciple from Shangqinggu came to present the citron.

After drinking a cup of tea, Ming lamented to the real person: "Fifty years after the retreat, I can't think of such a big change in this world.

"Yes!"

Everyone nodded.

After some recounting, Ming Xiang's face sank slightly: "I heard the clear statement that the worldly Yanhuang country is becoming stronger and stronger, and it seems that it does not want to worship Xianmen!"

"Yeah!" Tai Qingshan's emptiness son said indignantly: "Yan and Huang Kingdom is indeed getting stronger and stronger, and has the strength to resist my Xianmen. A few months ago, the Qing Xuzi Daoyou died in their hands On the other hand, and Yin Daoyou also became a wasteman! "

Having said that, the emptiness suddenly got up and worshiped deeply toward the real person: "Please ask the real person to take charge of my fairy gate!"

"Let's ask a real person to take charge of my Xianmen!"

Immediately, Lord Jin Guang followed and stood up and bowed down.

Then, the other six heads got up one after another, and asked Ming to decide on the real person.

"Dear friends, I am also a member of Xianmen. Naturally, these things cannot be ignored. However, although my Xianmen is connected with the same spirit, I still have a portal opinion, so ..."

At this point, Ming Xiang's eyes flashed. He is now the only Jindan real person in Xianmen. How could he be willing to sit on a level with a group of people? The doors were all under his control.

The eight heads were all human beings. Where they could not hear the meaning hidden in the words of Mingxiang to real people, their hearts were sinking, and they did not expect them. Mingxiang real people were unwilling to sit up with them.

So, they quickly communicated and discussed countermeasures.

However, after some deliberation, they found that they simply did not have the strength to confront Mingxiang real people, and they were inevitably sad.

Just then, Ming Xiang's voice sounded again: "I'm a little bit short today, please come back!"

Suddenly, the eight heads' faces suddenly changed, knowing that this was the expression of his dissatisfaction with the real person.

In the end, the emptiness stepped out first and fell to the ground directly: "Real person, I'm too Qingshan willing to respect the real person!"

"My Yuqing Palace is also willing to respect the real person!"

"I also want to respect the real person!"

At one moment, the eight heads of men bowed down, all surrendered to the powerful strength of Mingxiang real people. When the plainspeakers saw this, they couldn't help but be inexplicably excited, and their faces were red.

Seeing this to a real person, there was a hint of pride in the corners of his mouth, but he fooled away.

The other eight leaders prayed twice again, and promised to the real talents in one fell swoop.

Then, he discussed with the real people how to punish Yan Huangguo.

After the proposal, it was decided to send someone to warn Yan Huangguo and let them resume their offerings at the same time. At the same time, 80% of the resources previously seized in the secret territory were given to Xianmen. At the same time, the murderer who killed Qing Xuzi and abolished the sound was handed over. Song Yan, handle by Xianmen!

[Off-topic by the author]: Three updates have been completed. Thank you [ha ha] [Sao monkey] [Bao Yuyang] for their great rewards.

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