"My lord, what is the identity of this white-clothed Daoist? Why do we fight him at all costs?" One of the descendants of the densely packed emperors below couldn't help but said that these descendants of the Sith tribe still don't know. What does 'a master of the eternal ultimate Tao' mean to the Sith.
Because the Sith tribe didn't dare to talk too much with these descendants.
After all, the descendants are the native beings of this chaotic universe. Strictly speaking, they are not the same as them, so many situations are very vague. Because of the ambiguity, these descendants feel that it is not worthwhile to fight hard for no reason!
"That's right, Master, we thought it would be easy to kill this Daoist in white, but those exiles in the prison world all have two precious treasures of destroying the primary level, but they were defeated in the end. It is powerful. Besides the three great ancestral halls, we have no better treasures than the previous fortresses and formations! And the three great ancestral halls cannot be moved. We will suffer a lot if we do it. I am afraid that many rulers will die .”
"If it's not necessary, he can be exiled in the prison world. After his true spirit is completely disintegrated, won't he just die? We don't need to pay much."
"Why do you have to work hard?"
"Is it worth paying such a high price?"
The emperors descended from the Sith clan spoke one by one.
Those real Sith tribes were silent, they knew everything behind it in detail, but they didn't dare to say it! Because there have been strict regulations for a long time, there are many prohibitions on getting along with the "descendants", to prevent the descendants from knowing the "truth" and centrifuging with them.
"Is it worth it?" The dark blue robed youth 'Bo Wanyue' who sat high on the throne said softly, "Yes, I don't think it's worth it either."
Bo Wanyue looked down: "I have told you what I should tell you. What I didn't tell you... I can't say it either! Say it, this is against my Sith family rules, and I will also annihilate the true spirit and die."
"You just need to know!"
"Although our space is large, it's just a small corner of our powerful Sith tribe, and it's just a part of our Sith tribe." Bo Wanyue pointed to the midair, and a picture appeared in the midair, which was Daojun Ji in white. Ning's appearance, "And he is extremely important to our entire Sith clan. It will be a great contribution to eradicate him as soon as possible and swallow his soul and true spirit! Sacrifice our entire space, and even sacrifice more , all worth it."
There was silence below.
The descendants also know that they are only a small part of the huge Sith tribe.
"If you disobey the order, our entire space will be punished and destroyed, and all of you, including me, will be executed." Bo Wanyue's voice was cold, and the rulers below also felt the invisible pressure, yes, holding on Thinking back is a dead end.
"There is no way out."
"Only kill."
"Kill him, everyone has a great merit."
"I didn't kill him...all of them have to die! If you want to blame, blame this white-clothed Daoist for coming to our hometown." Bo Wanyue said, "Now everyone listens to my orders."
None of the rulers had any complaints.
The real Sith know that they cannot retreat, and the descendants of the Sith also understand that if they retreat, they will die.
"Chongbichu." Bo Wanyue said.
Standing in the front below was a rather burly man, about ten feet tall, with curly hair and four eyes. He stepped forward and respectfully said, "My lord."
"Chongbichu, it's wartime now, and our hometown is betting on everything to fight this white-clothed Taoist Lord. You also have experience in controlling the ancestral hall in the past, so from now on, you will control the ancestral hall of the Ice Kingdom." Bo Wan Lord Moon ordered.
"Yes." Chong Bichu is a real Sith clan, and among this group of Sith clans, the strength is second only to the Lord, and he is even more able to "complete the mind of Dao" and has a very high status.
"Vulture teeth." Lord Bo Wanyue looked down at another man below.
For a moment, there was some commotion in the hall.
Some of the real Sith people frowned, while others were calm and indifferent.
But most of the descendants were excited, because Li Jiuya was the leader of their descendants, and their strength was quite strong.
"My lord." Li Jiuya also stepped forward to salute respectfully. He had a peaceful face, a black robe, and a pair of eyes that seemed to contain an endless space-time universe.
Seeing this, Bo Wanyue sighed secretly. This is a descendant he admires very much. He is the son of his good friend. He is very talented. He has achieved mastery in a very short period of time, and he is very hopeful to become the "Supreme". a descendant. At the highest level of the Sith clan, they are very concerned about this 'Vulture Fang'.
It's a pity that since the ancient war, when Li Jiuya's father and another lord died in battle, Li Jiuya seemed to have distracting thoughts of demons, and there was no progress in practice, which made the entire Sith clan sigh.
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If a 'Supreme' is born among these descendants, these descendants are all born and bred, and they can fully control the power of Dao. If there is one more 'Supreme', it will be of great help to the Sith tribe.
In the words of the supreme leader of the Sith tribe: "After all, the vulture tooth has experienced too little. It only grew in that space. When his father died, it caused him to have demons and distractions. He couldn't be perfect, and he had no hope of becoming the supreme!" If he had been wandering outside at the earliest stage, I am afraid that the death of his father would not have hit him so hard, but now that the demons and distracting thoughts are breeding, it is difficult to achieve Dao Xin consummation!"
Such a genius has become mediocre, but in this space, Li Jiuya is still the best among his descendants, and he has reached the realm of dominance in six paths.
"From now on, Li Jiuya, you will control another ancestral hall, which also belongs to your father's ancestral hall—the Huoguo Ancestral Hall." Bo Wanyue said, "Your father died fighting for my Sith clan, and has It is a great honor. I hope you can be like your father, with a fearless heart, to get rid of the white-clothed Daojun for the Sith clan."
"Yes." Li Jiuya remained expressionless, saluting respectfully.
"Chong Bichu, Li Jiuya, you two should go to your respective ancestral halls quickly, and get used to it quickly. After you get it under control, join me...to make a final plan to deal with the Taoist Lord in white." Lord Bo Wanyue ordered Said, "As for the other rulers, they are here to wait for dispatch."
"yes."
The densely packed rulers and emperors in the main hall all responded to the order.
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The three ancestral halls all exude a hazy white light, and the pressure is still there. One of them is more magnificent, and the other two are darker. After all, the other two have not been controlled by their masters for a long, long time, and they are all operating naturally.
call.
The vulture's teeth in a black robe flew across the sky and flew towards this towering twelve-story tower with a faint fiery aura.
In front of the tower, Li Jiuya looked up, his eyes a little blurred.
"Father." Li Jiuya whispered softly.
He still clearly remembers being brought here by his father when he was a child, and playing in this father's 'guard building'. Those days were carefree. He was also the favored son of heaven, and he practiced in one go. Under his father's arrangement, he He has experienced some setbacks and trials, and his practice speed has not stopped at all, and he successfully became the master at an extremely fast speed.
"It's been a long time, I'm here again." Li Jiuya stroked the tower, he clearly remembered that battle.
In that ancient war, his Dharma Body followed his father in battles outside.
When he finally fell into a desperate situation, his father personally killed his Dharmakaya, just because he didn't want his Dharmakaya to fall into the hands of the cultivator Wenming. With the means of the cultivator's civilization supreme, when he could completely kill the Dharmakaya, he followed the cause and effect to kill his true body. Kill too! However, his father's destruction of his dharma body had no effect on him. The dharma body was nothing to a ruler, and even if it was destroyed, it could be reborn.
But it was in that battle that his father died in battle in the end, at the hands of a cultivator named 'Supreme Bolin'.
"It's the civilization of practitioners again." Li Jiuya secretly said, "Am I a Sith tribe, or a civilization of practitioners?"
"Kill it."
"If you can't even stop me, then die."
"For the sake of father, it's okay to kill some practitioners." Li Jiuya walked in.
"Young Master."
Immediately, a black puppet appeared on the first floor of the majestic tower, and saluted respectfully, "I have received an order to hand over the entire berm building to you, young master."
"En." Li Jiuya nodded, immediately took over the ancestral hall, and began to arrange some plans to deal with the white-clothed Taoist Lord based on the many means contained in the ancestral hall.