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Chapter 215: The arrival of clan power

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    These days, Miaojiu has been digging for fortune inside. Some sect forces outside the mountain and the returning elders have made arrangements. They have selected some disciples under the age of forty to worship elites and so on. They have come here to seize fortune and sit there.  They came by boat or on a huge hawk and sparrow and set out on the road.

    On this day, the Hanguang Sect approached. It took eight days to find a horned eagle in the extraordinary realm. Its body was more than two hundred meters wide, its wingspan seemed to be able to cover the sky and the sun, and its hair was like black iron.  There is a metallic luster on the outside, and wisps of vicious energy spread out like thunder. The huge iron claws are very sharp and strong, and the cold light is frightening. They seem to be able to scratch through a high mountain, and can easily pierce the armored rhinoceros.  A stomach.

    "The two spiral horns protrude from the skin and bones, and pierce forward at an extremely tight angle. Like a spear, it can shoot out blood. It is an extremely sharp weapon It can also be used to refine magic weapons.

    The middle-aged man standing above the head is the leader of the Hanguang Sect. He personally leads the team. He is wearing blue sky-colored clothes, moving in the wind, with sharp eyes, and the sense of oppression that spreads out is like heavy rain.

    He gently held the huge sharp horn and comforted the horned eagle, his war beast.  "Tie, did you sense something?"

    The horned eagle cries, the giant beast roars, the war drums rumble, and the evil energy spreads out like a flood. Only the sect leader can hear the pain and annoyance. The fear of the inferiors facing the superiors, the ordinary monks present can clearly hear it.  A group of big men trembled in fear at that fierce power.

    Most of them are monks in the mortal realm. Many of them are only in the basic realm. They have incomplete physical training and lack of Qi training. The Lingtai realm is very rare, let alone the transcendent realm or higher. It is difficult for casual cultivators to produce strong ones.  , this is an indisputable reality. The shock of this realm and fierce power makes some monks in the basic realm unable to breathe smoothly. It is more like a big stone is accumulated in their chests, their spines are cold, and their legs are weak.

    "As expected of the sect, it was a warning when we first arrived. Are you trying to wake us up and tell us to be more honest?" A monk said with difficulty, his pale lips trembling.

    "I've been here again and again, no matter if it's a human or a demon, it's always like this."

    "They are rich and powerful, but we have no family and no strength. We are not the ones who make the rules, so we have to abide by the rules honestly." Some monks were very indifferent to these encounters. Before the great era, these situations,  Forever.

    ??????????????????????????????????? But now is a great era, and the golden age long ago was not without the catastrophe of casual cultivators, who rose up powerfully and destroyed the great sect alone.

    "Humph, Master Jin has stewed this big bird sooner or later." The volume was very low, only he could hear it, and he said the toughest words in the most cowardly tone.

    "Hi~! Mr. Jin, your legs are shaking non-stop and your crotch is wet!" A thieves-minded and very thin monk next to him turned his head and whispered kindly.

    "Nonsense, this is the wine that the Sa family drank!" Jin Ye refused.

    "I understand, I understand, I understand everything!"

    "Youby the way, your voice sounds familiar?"

    "How could that happen? You must have heard wrong!"

    "By the way, who's on top of Big Bird's head?"

    "Ah! You don't know? That's Sect Leader Han of Hanguang Sect!"

    "Oh looks very strong!"

    "Nonsense, I entered the realm of floating dust more than ten years ago!"

    "That's really awesome."

    "Hahaha" On the back of the eagle, stood some Hanguang Sect disciples, numbering in their sixties or seventies, ranging from fifteen to forty years old. They were all wearing blue light clothes. They were laughing and looking at the scattered things on the ground.  Xiu, all his words are full of contempt.

    "Look at these scattered people, their bodies are shaking like chaff, and they look like they have never seen them before. It's really interesting."

    "Perhaps they have never seen a war beast, let alone ride one, so it is normal to be afraid."

    "From birth, some things are destined."

    "Hahaha, from a distance, does it look like a swarm of ants?"

    "No matter how many ants there are, they are still just ants!"

    The group of young people who spoke out were a group. They gathered together, ridiculed, scorned, and with deep malice, looking down at the ordinary monks below, as if they were watching a sideshow, ants, and looked down from the bottom of their hearts.  who are they?

    Everyone present is selected. The geniuses who initially absorbed spiritual energy up to sixty levels are very different from the low-class people below. And their status is even more different. They are all descendants of powerful people in the sect.  , has been a star-studded existence since he was a child, and he always walks sideways in the sect.

    To enter the sect, you need fifty qualifications, and then one hundred is the top level.ah.  "There was a faint sound with a hint of temptation.

    Ten miles away, there are many monsters entrenched here. The person who said this was a cold python more than ten meters long. He was the python king. He spoke human words, and the words he swallowed were like red whips. He looked up at Han.  The sect leader makes people shudder.

    Part of the horned eagle's irritability comes from this python. Although its physique is much worse, it has strength and the suppression of its blood. It has four protrusions under its abdomen, like claws, and it is about to turn into a dragon. Its scales are huge and shining like gold.  It's very shiny, bright and eye-catching, and impossible to ignore.

    Although it restrained its ferocious power, it was cold and gloomy around it. The air turned into frost and mist, and turned into ice. The land turned into pieces. The beasts stayed away and did not dare to approach easily. The blood was almost frozen.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of nowhere, Sect Master Han looked over and said softly: "I can smell your demonic aura from so far away. Why, you are the only one here? Where are the other demons?"

    One person and one python looked at each other from a distance of ten miles. In the middle, there was an invisible collision. The thunder continued, as if two torrents were facing each other and colliding with each other.

    In the next few days, some remaining forces also arrived, all led by strong men and disciples. The strongest ones among them would compete to seize the fortune.

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