"Maybe, even if I am willing to give in, you won't get what you want."
Li Muyang glanced at a void somewhere on the side, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
What does this sentence of Jianxian mean?
Is this a concession or not a concession?
All the great people looked at each other a few times and couldn't understand the deep meaning of Li Muyang's sentence.
"As long as the sword fairy retreats, I will be willing to cooperate."
An ancestor of the Holy Land said.
The outside implication is that if everyone can see the fragments of the emperor's soldiers with their own eyes and understand together, the rest of the things can be led by sword fairies. They can find a way not to hurt Wu Junyan's life, or even destroy his foundation and reshape it together.
Compared with the fragments of the imperial soldiers and the dusty ancient history, it is worth paying for as many resources.
"The opportunities that the younger generation got, you old people want to rob it, shameless."
Li Muyang pointed to the heroes and cursed.
"In order to pursue the road, it doesn't matter to lose face."
Everyone really doesn't want to fight to the death with Li Muyang.
Once it reaches that level, it is not clear whether Li Muyang will die, but some of them must be buried in the starry sky.
No one wants to be that unlucky person. Naturally, he wants to solve it in a peaceful way.
After hundreds of rounds, everyone failed to suppress Li Muyang, so I wanted to discuss with Li Muyang to see if I could deal with this matter without fighting.
"Old man, don't watch the fun. At least it's your person. You can't let me protect you!"
Li Muyang was too lazy to talk more nonsense with this group of old people and shouted at the void on one side.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked and looked there one after another.
Who is the sword fairy talking to?
Everyone's heart trembled slightly, and their bodies unconsciously tightened.
Will the person who can be called an old man by the sword fairy be an ordinary person?
In the impression of a group of old guys, Changgeng sword immortals come and go alone, and it seems that there are no confidants and friends!
"Jianxian, I haven't seen you for many years. I'm all right."
One person was wearing a plain white cloth, his body was slightly squitted, his face was dark, and there were many wrinkles. He appeared from a hidden void and walked slowly, one step.
"Who is he?"
He hid in the distance and looked at the lively monks, but he didn't recognize him at first glance.
"Dugu Ancestor!"
The core elder of Linghemen was shocked and hurried forward to salute.
Dugu Changkong, the ancestor of Linghemen, a real living fossil, has lived for nearly 30,000 years.
The end of the life of the Mahayana monk is only about 30,000 years.
In other words, the day when Dugu is sitting away is getting closer and closer.
"Ancestor, why are you here?"
Among the hundred great powers, there are naturally strong men of Linghemen. Several people looked at Dugu in the sky, shocked and respectful, and asked puzzled.
"That child is an apprentice who was accepted hundreds of years ago."
Du Gu glanced at Wu Junyan in the boundary of Buddha beads and said in a slightly hoarse voice.
"What?"
The core elders of Linghemen and the sects beside them were directly stunned when they heard this.
We have been fighting for so long, but we are actually beating our own people.
Thinking of this, the digital energy of Linghemen opened its mouth, which was extremely embarrassing.
This is so embarrassing!
The number of powers of Linghemen was stunned for a long time. Fortunately, there was no big moth, otherwise it would definitely become the laughing stock of the world in the future.
In this way, don't the fragments of the imperial soldiers belong to my Linghe Gate? What else can we do? We have to protect Wu Junyan!
Within the boundary of Buddha beads, Wu Junyan changed his indifferent expression just now, opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes flashed with strange light. He was very excited and his mood was difficult to calm down.
"Lao Wu, do you still have a master?"
Chen Qingyuan had never heard Wu Junyan mention this matter, and he was very surprised.
Wu Junyan has been looking at Dugu Changkong, with awe in his eyes and some indeliable missing.
Looking at the lively Taoist Buddha, he looked deeply at Wu Junyan, and then looked at a group of great powers in the starry sky, reciting silently and keeping calm.
"Wu Junyan actually has such a background."
Many people in the northern wilderness are stunned.
"I remember one thing. It is said that when Wu Junyan was young, there was a crane coming. Perhaps, that crane is the spirit beast of the spiritual crane gate.
Many people in the northern wilderness know about this. The vision often happens between heaven and earth. No one will think of the Linghe Gate, the top holy place in Dizhou.
"Wait, according to the generation, don't we still call Wu Junyan uncle or uncle?"
Several core elders are old guys who have lived for tens of thousands of years, and it is very awkward to think of this.
Dugu Changkong has a high prestige in Linghe Gate. The current Holy Lord and many core elders have received his grace and teachings.
"Master, I don't know if he is your old apprentice. Please forgive me."
An elder gritted his teeth and said, ready to be punished.
Although these elders of Linghemen have the combat power of the peak of Mahayana, they dare not disrespect this respected Dugu ancestor. Not only because of strength, but also because of the grace of enemon.
"Although he is my apprentice, he has nothing to do with Linghe Gate."
After saying this, Du Gu Changkong walked slowly towards Li Muyang.
Look at his appearance. He is as thin as wood, and he is about to do it.
What does this mean?
The people of Linghemen looked blank, and the practitioners around him could not understand this sentence.
Dugu Changkong is the ancestor of Linghemen, but the apprentices accepted have nothing to do with Linghemen. There is no reason!
"You're old. It doesn't seem like you can live for a few years."
As soon as the picture turned, Li Muyang and Dugu were close to each other. They looked at each other, and their old friends reunited and showed a particularly happy smile.
"It's true."
Dugu Changkong is much older than Li Muyang, and he can't accept the old age.
"You lost me in those years, but now I don't think I can beat you."
Li Muyang looked at Dugu Changkong a few times, and then he knew that his strength was high, not inferior to himself at the peak.
In short, Dugu Changkong has already stood on the divine bridge.
"I just received the favor of my ancestors. How dare I compare with the sword fairy?"
Dugu Changkong sighed and belittled himself.
However, this is also true. If there is no ancestral accumulation, no matter how evil Dugu Changkong is, he will definitely not be able to go to this step.
"You take care of your apprentice."
Li Muyang smiled, retreated to the void on the side, and drank and watched leisurely.
What did I hear just now?
Jianxian said that now he can't beat the Taishang ancestor of Linghemen. It's impossible!
Listening to that, the two fought a long time ago, and the gap in strength is not very big.
Although the Dugu Changkong of Linghe Gate has a great reputation, it has not reached such a height!
The monks were numb to hear that, and they had an extremely ominous feeling.
The people of Linghemen were even more confused. Why didn't they know that the Dugu ancestor had a battle with the sword fairy?
"Son, I'm glad that you have come this far."
Dugu Changkong ignored the heroes in the world and turned to Wu Junyan with a kind face.