Chapter Thirty-Fifth, Fighting Against the World

Golden light, Jing Zhao took more than 3,000 people to the Immortal World!

For a time, the Holy Land was everywhere, auspicious clouds were everywhere, and the rays of sunshine rose up into the sky, and people even heard countless sounds of silk and bamboo in their ears.

Very thick, very beautiful sound. For a time, countless cultivators were intoxicated.

"Xianle?"

"The repairers soared, Heaven and Earth congratulations?"

"They really soared!"

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Holy Land all around, countless cultivators envy .

Once someone ascends to Immortal World, the sealed world will be shining brightly. Congratulations to the ascension, this is the congratulations of Heaven and Earth, and encourages the world's cultivators.

And this Heaven and Earth congratulation sent a signal to the whole world in an instant.

A city in the Holy Land of Jokhang.

Meng Wenruo shook the white feather fan and took a deep breath.

"Jing Zhao picked the Dao Yin, it seems to be successful, Jing Zhao also soared? It's time, start! The Great King Banner at the head of the city!" Meng Wenruo shouted.

"Yes!" All the repairers responded immediately.

In a valley.

Huo Guang stepped on a giant tiger's head and saw the sky full of glow, congratulations from Heaven and Earth.

"Soldiers, it's time for you to make contributions! Pick up your weapons and kill with me!" Huo Guang shouted.

"Kill!" In the valley, roared into the sky.

And a small sect not far from Huo Guang.

In that sect, countless dísciples are watching the sky glow.

In the square of Sect Master Great Palace, a white eyebrows old man came with his hand behind him, followed by a group of purple robes.

"Ascension? Could it be that Jing Zhao has ascended?"

"Sect Master, as soon as Jing Zhao leaves, my family will expand?"

"Sect Master!"

Everyone looked towards white eyebrows old man.

The white eyebrows old man shook his head and said: "The direction of Jokhang Holy Land must be the land of various sects. The future is unknown. It is not suitable for me to take risks, but...!"

Everyone Seeing a bright light in the eyes of Old Zong white eyebrow.

"The Great Zhen Dynasty in the south has more than one hundred cities. Great Zhen is weak and shortly established. Those cities are also a waste in their hands. If they are handed over to our clan, our clan's strength must be improved. Upgrade!" white eyebrows old man affirmed.

"I heard that Yan Chuan has not been in charge for many years, so Yan Capital must be empty, Sect Master, shall we take the opportunity to destroy Great Zhen?" A cultivator said with a smile.

white eyebrows old man slightly smiled nodded.

At the time when everyone is planning Yan Capital.

"Kill!"

In the distance, there was a sudden call to kill.

The voice is far away, but the shouting repairers seem to have several millions.

"Go and see, what's the matter?" the white eyebrows old man called.

A white light shot suddenly in the distance.

"Report, Sect Master, it’s not good, the Great Zhen army has killed it!"

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Yi Feng, with nearly ten thousand repairers, is driving zombie towards a vassal sect of the holy land, rolling away.

"Look up, these zombies, don't miss one!" Yi Feng shouted.

"Yes!" Jiu Jiansheng and the others should be shouted immediately.

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Holy Land, another vassal place.

There are countless merits in the sky. Countless cultivators looked up at the sky, looking towards endless auspicious clouds.

A golden robed man, holding a giant bell in his hand, suddenly appeared above the sect!

"Dang!"

The giant bell suddenly banged loudly.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Suddenly, countless cultivators cried out in pain while holding their ears.

"Who?" Suddenly, more than a dozen powerhouses skyrocketed, surrounding Jin Dayu.

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