The current Qianluo City is like a leaking balloon, with its volume becoming smaller and thicker.

The wreckage of the building that was being pushed and rolled inward, surging like a huge ocean wave.

Except for them and the twenty-odd Nascent Soul level cultivators, all the other Iron Wolf Sect cultivators, including the five thousand wolf riders, were all wrapped in wreckage and crushed into pieces of flesh and blood.

That is an elite unit that the Iron Wolf Sect cannot easily train. A loss of one thousand is enough to make people painful, and now five thousand iron wolf riders, plus a large number of pill cultivators, have all been damaged here.

For the Iron Wolf Sect, it would have been uncomfortable for a long time without such a strength.

But the seven elders of the Iron Wolf Sect Transformation God didn't have the thought to consider future problems for the time being.

They flew around the entire internal space, and finally were forced back to their original place by the tumbling waste.

They put their last hope on the old man in class.

The same as the gods, they do not believe, some people are willing not to leave a way for themselves, to cut off the queen for others.

"Dead old man, tell me where you are! Otherwise I will kill you now!"

Surrounded by seven transforming spirits with killing intent Ling Ran, Old Man Ban was still smiling, smiling very happily.

"The old man can die in Qianluo City, and you can still be buried with you. It's a blessing for Sansheng!"

He took out a key and inserted it into his heart.

The last mechanism hidden in his body ran wildly, squeezing his life, inspiring more spiritual energy, and continuing to fight them desperately with the remaining puppets.

Eventually, in the continuous compression of space, their activity space completely disappeared.

Finally, the old man in class laughed and inflated his body with all the puppets, and launched the final blew!

In the absence of any buffer room, suffering from such a close-faced puppet of the same level, or even a self-destruction of a monk of the same level, the damage is completely fatal.

. . . .

Looking at Jiang Li, the remaining monks in Momen have all gathered in the core secret room under his guidance.

It's just that although there are organ traps to rely on, they have suffered heavy losses. Now the number of people is only in their early 100s.

In terms of the number of people, it was even more miserable than the village Jiang Li saw in the fantasy world at the beginning.

"Have you all arrived? Without further ado, I used Mo Zi Ling to activate the last resort of Qianluo City, Qianluo Dizang. Now. Only through this secret room can we leave here. If it is too late, even us will Can't go."

Jiang Li felt the situation in Qianluo City and urged them to count the number of people.

"Grandma Zi, Grandpa Ban hasn't come out yet!

Ziyao stood at the door of the core secret room, unwilling to walk away life and death.

"Ziyao, come back, old man Ban, he has already realized his consciousness. Let's go!"

Mo Ziling, in fact, is a permission token produced by the Thousand Chance Orb, which can control Thousand Luo City with full authority.

But after today, this token is estimated to have only a little symbolic meaning.

Jiang Li reached out his hand into the Spirit Orb and grabbed a token from it.

But the others couldn't see the spiritual ball, they only thought that Jiang Li made a vicious move and took out the token.

Enter aura to activate.

Composed of thousands of rectangular squares, the core secret room like a Rubik's Cube was completely closed, and then moved laterally, directly hitting the surrounding walls.

Wherever the secret room passed, various wall obstacles unfolded automatically, forming a just right passage that could be passed by the Rubik's Cube secret room.

After the secret room left, those walls quickly closed again, cutting off the possibility of other people's escape.

The matrix room passed through layers of obstacles, and finally rushed out of Qianluo City.

Looking back, the entire Qianluo City has turned into a big organ ball, which is still constantly moving and shrinking inward.

The few Iron Wolf Sect cultivators outside were still attacking this big organ ball frantically.

However, the number of external decorations is too small, and the attack intensity is far from enough. Even if dozens of flying boats continue to attack, the Qianluo city ball that has entered the state of Qianluo Jizo is like scraping Gua Sha. How much effect.

When Qianluo City shrank but to a limit, the inside had completely become solid, and the remaining few cultivators of God Transformation were firmly pressed in place.

Hum!

At this time, the surface of the Qianluo Jizo ball shook suddenly, and there was a huge force exploding inside.

Seeing this, Grandma Huashen Zi could not help but bow her head sadly, Zi Yao and others also shed tears.

In the big organ ball, Old Ban and all his puppets blew themselves up, and in the confined space with their faces, they gave seven transforming gods a fatal blow.

In the case of being sealed by Qianluo Dizang, he encountered this kind of blow again, and even the ability of the turtle to breathe and wait for the rescue of the sect was no longer there.

The whole big ball began to spin continuously, and finally sank into the ground suddenly.

A big hole with no bottom left in place.

Then the pre-buried formations around the city were activated. The ground around the big hole began to collapse continuously, and a large amount of mud and stones tilted down, completely burying the big hole again.

Qianluo City was buried deep underground with a large number of Iron Wolf Sect's manpower.

The city itself is the biggest and most dangerous organ trap.

The Iron Wolf Sect failed to steal chickens, but suffered heavy losses. Such an outcome made the Eastern Realm Immortal Realm surprise.

Everyone thinks that Momen is the fish on the chopping board.

Unexpectedly, they would still be able to play like this, please enter the urn, and directly chop off a claw of the Iron Wolf Sect.

But the Momen monk, who everyone thought had completely perished, was silently crowded in the matrix room at this time, flying towards the west under the cover of illusion.

"Mr. Zi, I got the Mo Zi Ling. You said before that you hold Mo Zi to make the Mo family disciples obey them. Can you tell me this?"

Jiang Li's words are somewhat out of date.

The other party had just encountered this kind of disaster, which was almost annihilation.

I just rushed to ask the other party to listen to the order, which is somewhat untimely.

But Momen did not stand in anger, because if it weren't for Jiang Li, their group would have already died in their own city.

Even if he doesn't die, it's just because of the prisoners under the ranks, and in the future life and death will be determined by the enemy. Life like that is better than death.

"Don’t worry, Lord Jiang, you saved us, you have a great favor in Momen, and you also received Mozi's order. You just want to become the leader of Momen, and there is no problem."

"This is our merit token. It represents the merits of six hundred and thirty thousand wheaten trolls, please take it away!"

Granny Zi knew exactly what Jiang Li wanted, nothing more than the merits.

Up to now, she also directly took out the merit cards coveted by a large number of Eastern Region sects.

After all, for a long time to come, the fate of their Momen will be maintained by Jiang Li's words.

There must be an attitude of sending people under the fence.

Jiang Li took the sign.

It doesn't feel very heavy on the hand, but the weight of the representative is not light. What is recorded on it is the hard work of a sect.

Jiang Li put away the merit card, and the first step of the Chongshan League to enter the Eastern Region and join the Temple of the Division was finally successfully completed.

It didn't take much to go deep into the tiger's den, and sold the coolies for seven or eight days.

Instead, he also gave the other party something.

That was Mo Ziling taken out of the Sphere of Thousand Chance Spirits.

Qianluo City has been destroyed, and this token has no value to Jiang Li. He was not interested in taking the hundreds of people to rebuild Momen, and the token was returned to them as a favor.

"I said that as long as you join the Heavy Mountain League, it will not give you any restrictions and will protect your safety. This sentence is still valid."

"Before there was no Mozi order, you could not choose the master of the sect. Now the property returns to the original owner. It is better to elect the leader as soon as possible and rebuild the sect."

Granny Zi looked at the token in her hand, and at Jiang Li, who had an indifferent expression, her heart was infinite sorrow.

The Mo Ziling, which they regard as precious, is just a useless brand in the eyes of others. In the eyes of the other party, his own dogma and rules are not worth mentioning.

Or, for Jiang Li, the position of Mozi is just a cumbersome and has no value.

After all, behind Jiang Li, there is the Tibetan Scripture Valley and the Chongshan League, so they are nowhere to be seen.

Of course, the useless Mo Ziling was returned to them, but the Spirit Orb of Myriad Chances did not even think about it. This thing is a good treasure, with it as the core, it is impossible to rebuild an agency city.

The flight speed of the matrix room is not slow.

The invisibility effect under the illusion is also quite good.

They went all the way to the west and soon reached the spot where they had previously met with the senior officials of the Chongshan League.

The elders and guardians of the elders and the elders have been waiting there early.

The main force of the sect and the seven high-level officials were all buried underground, and the Iron Wolf Sect cultivator was too late to dig the ground for rescue.

Where can I still think about enclosing the unbroken mountains?

Even if they still had that thought, when all the god-transition cultivators who went on the expedition had fallen, they would no longer have that ability.

The support hasn't arrived yet, and he still offends people at this time. Isn't it because he thinks he has a long life.

So they did not encounter any obstacles along the way.

"Boy Jiang Li, you are finally back!"

When Master Zangjinggu saw Jiang Li's return, it was finally Panasonic's breath.

The leader's behavior of putting himself in a dangerous situation made him very dissatisfied. If there are three long and two short, where should he put his old face.

But looking at the more than one hundred Momen monks who followed Jiang Li, he was not good at beating this disobedient boy on the spot.

But he could bear it, some people could not bear it.

"Being the leader of the league, I will become more capable!"

"You dare to go alone for such a dangerous thing, and if you dare to have it next time, I will let you go to Huichuntang and lie down for a month!"

A burly monk with beast-shaped tattoos all over his body walked up to Jiang Li angrily.

A hand was pinched on his shoulder, ten times stronger than an excavator, and he clasped Jiang Li tightly. Obviously, the owner of this hand wanted to catch him and give him a punch.

It's just that Jiang Li's strength has improved too fast, and the measure of his moves is no longer easy to grasp.

If the force is light, it will not break the defense of the Tyrant Body Jue. If the force is heavy, it is afraid that breaking the defense of Jiang Li's body will cause injury.

This entanglement made the burly monk even more angry.

However, pressing Jiang Li's shoulders, which were tougher than stainless steel, he couldn't help but be surprised.

The strength of this little disciple has become a lot stronger, and no one else is his opponent anymore.

If this continues, even the master himself will no longer be his opponent.

But fortunately, I benefited from the fragments of the stone stele that Jiang Li took back to the Zongmen.

He got an article from it, which was very helpful to the monks in the catalog of animal blood. I have been stagnating for many years, maybe I can rely on this to move up again.

Another reason for following the team to come here this time was to pass that exercise to Jiang Li.

"Ahem, master, calm down! Calm down!"

This person is not someone else, but is he a good master of Jiang Li, the elder He of Fu Mo Tang.

After he dealt with many matters of several battles in Dazhongshan, Jiang Li suddenly inserted into the battlefield of Iron Wolf Sect and Momen.

The situation is chaotic, and it is possible to fight at any time.

The major sects urgently deployed a group of manpower and dispatched reinforcements. Elder He also followed this third wave of fleet and came here.

"It's nothing more, please be more careful in the future and do things more appropriately..."

While talking, Elder He couldn't go on. After all, Jiang Li did really well.

He can't say that life is his own, things are alliances, let him do a little less.

Although I think so in my heart, I can't say that on my lips.

"Take this one and get on the boat first."

"My friends from Momen, too, we have prepared medical repairs and pills. Let's get on the boat and rest."

The two sides completed the contact, and the senior leaders from the Shanmeng were all surprised.

Although they originally came for the merits of Momen. But there are more wolves and less meat. They are newcomers. It is not easy to get this feat under the support of many local forces.

If they were to switch to their operations and not fight the Iron Wolf Sect to get the chest out of the fire, I am afraid that it is impossible to reach a consensus with Momen. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

And the frontal war with this level of sect is for the Chongshan Sect, which has just been established and has an unstable foothold. It's really not a good choice.

To be honest, Jiang Li, the leader of the heavy mountain alliance, has always been quite controversial.

But this important event is of great significance to the fact that the mountain league can join the temple of the Secretary for nearly two-thirds of the feats.

But it was almost all done by Jiang Li alone, and they didn't even show up at all.

Changing to be any other person to be the leader of this alliance, definitely can't do better than him.

At that time, Shenshan Jianyi, Wushe Zhenren, and Leku Master, the heavy mountain leader selected by the three of them had a certain element of gamble, but slowly discovered that they really bet on the right.

In this world of cultivating immortals, people are really different from people, and some people can always create miracles.

Fortunately, they had such a young junior in Dazhongshan.

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