At the top of the mountain, Dugu Changkong held a dark gray tea cup in his left hand and pressed it in the air with his right hand. The clouds were light and the wind was gentle.
In the void, the Cangyuan Stone was tightly held by the shadow of a giant palm, unable to move.
No matter how many ancestors of the Beast Control Sect took action, they could not get the Cangyuan Holy Stone back, and they were extremely anxious.
After a moment, Dugu Changkong grabbed the tea with his right hand, put the tea in his left hand to his mouth, put down the tea cup, and waved his sleeve with his left hand.
"Wow -"
The vast power swept across the sky, dimming tens of thousands of stars and making all the heroes in the world fearful.
The great power of Shenqiao is no longer a mortal.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the three ancestors of the Beast Control Sect were knocked back far away. Their breath was unstable, and they were injured and vomited blood.
Later, Cangyuan Stone fell into Dugu Changkong's hands.
The scene changed, and Cangyuan Stone, which was originally like a small mountain, became the size of a palm.
"The foundation of the Beast Control Sect is indeed somewhat mysterious."
Dugu Changkong looked at the Cangyuan Stone. Many of the ancient laws on it were obscure and difficult to understand, and it was impossible to comprehend them in a short time.
"Sure!"
Seeing that the Holy Stone was out of their control, several ancestors of the Beast Control Sect were very worried and felt humiliated.
In front of all the heroes in the world, it is indeed embarrassing for the treasure of Zongzong to fall into the hands of others.
The strong men of each sect did not laugh at the Beast Control Sect for the time being, but marveled at Dugu Changkong's strength. He could reverse the yin and yang and turn the clouds and rain with just a raise of his hands and feet.
"Fellow Taoist, can you give me face and return the innate holy stone?"
There is still an ancestor of Shenqiao alive in the coffin of the Beast Control Sect. Because he is too old, he dare not show his face. Once you join the world, you may run the risk of becoming dead.
After losing contact with the Zhenzong Holy Stone, this old antique of the Beast Control Sect was sensed, and he knew the cause and effect with his spiritual thoughts. The sound traveled hundreds of millions of miles and spanned countless star fields.
"Excuse me, do you have face?"
Dugu Changkong put the palm-sized Cangyuan Stone on the table and said calmly. ωωw..net
These words undoubtedly gave the Beast Control Sect a hard slap in the face.
It's so disrespectful!
The old antique from the Beast Control Sect was angry, but there was nothing he could do about it. If he really joins the world, no matter he wins or loses, it will be the last battle in his life.
Originally, Old Antique wanted to live a few more years and wait until he had a successor, so that he could die with peace of mind. As long as he is not dead, the Beast Control Sect will not be in chaos.
However, now facing the shock of Dugu Changkong, if Old Antique comes forward, let alone whether he can get the Cangyuan Stone back, the Beast Control Sect will definitely suffer heavy losses anyway.
Only by gathering the strength of the entire sect can it be possible to compete with Dugu Changkong, and there is no high chance of winning.
"It's... so admirable!"
Countless monks looked at this scene from the stars all around, so shocked that they couldn't even close their mouths. If you can be so domineering one day, it will be worth dying the next day, and your journey to this world will not be in vain.
"If the martyrs of the Qing Sect had not rushed to the Demon Abyss and developed to this day, how terrible the Qing Sect would have been!"
Suddenly, these words rang out in the crowd, causing a commotion immediately.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Beast Control Sect to regain its face today."
The Holy Master was imprisoned in Tingdao Mountain, and the treasure of the Sect was also lost. This matter will definitely not be suppressed. Once word spreads, it will definitely have a huge impact on the reputation of the Beast Control Sect. The disciples in the sect will also need to keep a low profile when practicing outside.
"Beast Control Sect, do you dare to start a war?"
This question popped up in the minds of countless monks. They were looking forward to it, but also a little worried.
Once the top sect declares war, it will be a major event that shakes the world, and hundreds of millions of innocent creatures will definitely be affected.
"Do fellow Taoists really want to kill the fish and break the net?"
The old antique from the Beast Control Sect was silent for a long time, and then another message came.
"Old man is not the sage of our ancestors, who repays kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred. You once occupied our Qingzong resources, assassinated the disciples of the sect, and robbed the Taoist martial arts. Now, I just used the same method, and the method is milder. , no lives have been lost so far, can't you guys just not stand it anymore?" If
Dugu Changkong wants to build momentum for Qingzong, he will have to make a fuss, and he must not keep a low profile.
He has stained his hands with millions of blood and is not a merciful person.
Killing someone is easy, just wave your hand.
The most important thing is to establish prestige and strength for Qingzong.
"What do you want?"
Old Antique said in a deep voice while suppressing his anger. He didn't want to be the first person and couldn't make wedding clothes for other sects.
Moreover, if a war breaks out, the Beast Control Sect will definitely be the first to face Qing Sect's revenge. Even if it survives, it will be targeted by hostile forces in the future.
"A hundred years later, send a worthy junior to take away the Holy Stone. With the foundation of the Beast Control Sect, if we cannot cultivate a junior with good talent and character, we should disband as soon as possible. There is no use taking back the Holy Stone. ."
Dugu Changkong said.
"Okay." Since face was lost anyway, Old Antique had no other choice but to swallow his anger: "Where is the Holy Master of our sect? Don't you plan to lift the restriction?" "
A hundred years later, the restriction will be lifted naturally."
Imprisoning a top holy land Holy Lord, this has never happened in hundreds of thousands of years. What is outrageous is that it has not yet been attacked by the corresponding forces, which shocked the world.
"Go back."
For the sake of the overall situation, Old Antique had to agree. After scolding everyone in the Beast Control Sect, the remaining power disappeared.
Originally, the strong men of each sect wanted to watch a good show and let the Beast Control Sect test out how many trump cards the Qing Sect had. It's a pity that the old guy from the Beast Control Sect is really tolerant and refuses to take action even if he loses his face.
"Is there anyone else who wants to climb a mountain to drink tea?"
After forcing back the old guy from the Beast Control Sect, Dugu Changkong looked down at the saint masters of the various sects below and asked softly as if nothing was wrong.
With the lessons learned from the Beast Control Sect, who dares to go up the mountain!
If you are trapped, even if your life is not in danger, you will lose face.
The Holy Lords hold great power and represent the dignity of themselves and the Holy Land. How can they be humiliated?
"Qingzong has no sincerity in coming to discuss old grievances, so I'm leaving."
Holy Master Qidian didn't want to be treated like a clown standing here and being watched by the monks all over the world, so he wanted to turn around and leave.
"I would like to remind you that when you go hiking and drink tea, you can talk about old grievances. If you leave today and want to resolve the past in the future, you will have to see blood."
Before Holy Master Qidian could take a few steps, Dugu Changkong's voice followed. A breeze blew in all directions and fell on everyone's ears.
Upon hearing this, the Seven Cauldron Holy Lord stopped, his eyes changed, and his expression became gloomy. Suddenly, he felt that his feet were very heavy and it was difficult to move forward.
The meaning of Dugu Changkong's words was very clear. Today he solved the problem in a gentle way, but tomorrow it would be different.
No one dared to ignore what Dugu Changkong said. The blood in his mouth was definitely not just the death of one or two people.