Martial Arts: Start Stealing the Talent of the Undead Divine Phoenix

A Fang Wen being so calm is enough to make people angry, but the few people around Fang Wen are still so calm.

Hearing what Tian Xuanji said, Bai Luoxi was even more angry.

What place does Tian Xuanji consider them here?

"We are not a good place to eat here."

"Is the Jianzong's hospitality like this?"

Tian Xuanji rolled his eyes silently.

In comparison, the ghosts seem to be much better than Jianzong.

"If we don't leave again, we will leave here."

"Since your Excellency wants to leave with us so much, then we will fulfill you."

Sword Sect Master Elder nodded, and walked directly to Sword Sect with someone.

The people on the street took a look, and Fang Wen and others, who were surrounded by Jianzong disciples, flashed a little surprise in their eyes. Sword Sect's disciples on the ground?

"Did these guys have not figured out the current situation? If it weren't because we took the initiative to leave with them, they would have no way to see us here.

Tian Xuanji glanced at these people beside him, frowning in dissatisfaction.

He really didn't like the look in these guys' eyes.

"Okay, don't worry about that. You didn't see him saying anything? Hide all your opinions in your stomach."

Hearing what the ghost festival said on the side, Tian Xuanji could only nod his head, Fang Wen did not speak, even if he had great opinions, he could only hold back honestly.

After all, if there is a real fight, Fang Wen is their last guarantee.

With his strength, he was not as good as the Ghost Sacrifice next to him.

"Are you sure it is this person?"

Sect Leader of Jianzong glanced at Fang Wen's person standing in front of him. They had met before, but I don't know why. This time, he didn't recognize Fang Wen in front of him for the first time. Look at his eyes. With doubts, Fang Wen's mouth showed a wistful smile.

"I'm sure it's this person."

Bai Luoxi nodded very seriously. Hearing what Bai Luoxi said, Jianzong Sect Leader didn't ask any more. He pointed to the Great Hall to the side and motioned for them to bring people in.

"Have you been here before?"

The ghost festival seems to have discovered something, looking at Fang Wen with some doubts.

Hearing Guimingji's question, Fang Wen just raised an eyebrow at her, without directly explaining.

Looks like this, he seems to be bewildering everyone here.

I really don't know how these guys will react when they know the truth.

"What are you guys whispering about here? Too great Elder is already waiting.

Hearing what the few people behind her said, the progress of Gui Mingji suddenly paused.She looked at Fang Wen suspiciously. The doubts became more intense.

Fang Wen seemed to have anticipated such a situation a long time ago, and didn't know what Fang Wen wanted to do.

"If you bring someone to you, just go straight down."

The sound of Great Hall made the other disciples of Jianzong retreat one after another.

The moment they turned around, the door was suddenly opened, and then a ray of light enveloped everyone in it, and directly led them in.

All this happened too suddenly, when they opened their eyes, there were already seven old figures in front of them.

Fang Wen looked carefully, the seven Taishang Elder standing in front of him, the smile in his eyes grew thicker.

It has been a long time since we were separated from these old things last time.

It seems that their strength has indeed improved a lot, not only that, but these old things seem to have gained something from that spiritual vein, and other things such as time.

After Xuanyou felt the change here, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He carefully looked at the seven old men in front of him, and the excitement in his eyes became more and more intense.

Before, he felt that there was no way to plant spiritual veins in other places, but now it is different. With the seven old guys in front of 457, he can at least completely turn seven ordinary mountains into spiritual veins, and he doesn't know Fang. Wen brought him to this place, is it for this?

"Don't you know what this place is?"

The Taishang Elder in front of him looked extremely angry, and the majesty made Tian Xuanji on the side silently curl his lips.

"Of course we know where this is. We just don't understand why your Jianzong's hospitality is like this."

The Ghost Festival snorted slightly, not worried that the people in front of him would act on them.

What if you do it?

"Junior is indeed very arrogant, but you are actually doing something on the territory of our Sword Sect, so don't blame us for being rude to you."

Hearing this, Gui Mingji nodded.

"Those spiritual veins should be good, right?"

"What did you say?

"I said those spirit veins, what you use should be pretty good? After all, how many people dream of it.".

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