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    It's quite tragic, similar to the situation where the original book was kicked out of the museum.

    Xie Zhiwei remembered that the original Mozong kicked the hall relatively late. Soon after the death of the original owner Xie Zhiwei, Bai saw that his ambitions were further increased, and then he attacked Yan Zhifei. In addition, Xia Zhiqi was killed by Bai Jian long ago, so that the Demon Sect's entry into Ascension City was like a broken bamboo, and a Chu Zhi was simply not enough to see.

    Now, instead of dying, he is showing signs of rising. Of course, the Bai family didn't dare to be so reckless, and it could be regarded as an indirect way to save Yan Zhifei and Xia Zhiqi.

    But now they are all there, and there are other righteous masters to help out, why can't they lift their heads under the pressure of Demon Sect?

    Fortunately, he came back in time, otherwise he would still not be able to escape the ending of being caught in one pot today.

    Xie Zhiwei hurriedly opened the system to see, the steady four stars were enough for him to open many permissions.

    Before he could talk nonsense, he directly left a message to the grass python hero: Mozong is here to kick the pavilion, I'm here, you can decide.

    Then turn off the system, and take Mu Qi to the step cliff to land.

    Yan Zhifei was pointing angrily at the opposite side and rebuked: "Although I don't know what insidious tricks your Demon Sect used to imprison me and other spiritual powers, the Yujing Taoist Sect is fighting for his last life, and you won't be allowed to be arrogant here."

    A low male voice whirled around Yibuya: "This seat is just looking for something, you are too stingy."

    Before the owner of this voice appeared, a flame burst out from the Demon Sect crowd and went straight to Yan Zhifei's face.

    Chu Zhi said in a panic, "Senior brother, be careful!" Unfortunately, his spiritual power couldn't keep up with his eyesight at this time, so he could only watch and worry.

    Seeing this, Xie Zhiwei flicked his finger towards the flame. Then he picked up Mu Qi's back collar with one hand, and pulled out the Qingping sword with the other, and the two landed steadily in the center of Dengtian City.

    When Chu Zhi saw it was him, he blurted out, "Second Senior Brother!" Then he patted his heart and breathed a sigh of relief, "If you have to come back later, you will have to burn paper money for us today next year."

    Xie Zhiwei nodded slightly and blamed himself: "I'm sorry."

    Those who knew Xie Zhiwei at the scene also showed the same joy as Chu Zhishi. The younger generation who is not familiar with him, sees that the masters are like this, and they are somewhat relieved. Therefore, Zhengdao basically calmed down, and all eyes were on Xie Zhiwei.

    Xie Zhiwei didn't have time to greet them one by one, and faced the Demon Sect camp and said directly: "Since the Red Flame Demon Lord is here, why don't you come out and see?"

    "Thank you, Zhiwei."

    The three words were slowly uttered by the voice just now, and there was a murderous intent hidden in the echo.

    Xie Zhiwei's eyes flickered, and he quickly caught the figure that flashed from the pile of demons.

    I have to say, Mozong's clothes are really ugly.

    It is common sense to dress with no more than three main colors. On the other hand, the people of Mozong are proud of their colors, and they choose colorful colors and try their best to paste them on their bodies.

    As soon as the Red Flame Demon Lord appeared, the outfits of the whole body made all the outfits of the Demon Sect lose their color.

    He wore a shiny metal mask with colorful rainbow colors superimposed on it, not to mention the cloak on his body, which made him look like a mutant ladybug.

    The original work has already described Mozong's stunning clothing items, but when it was actually in front of him, Xie Zhiwei was almost blinded.

    If you don't show up, you are full of aura, and once you show up, you can't be serious.

    But Xie Zhiwei had to be serious, because the pair of eyes exposed under the mask of the Chiyan Demon Lord was staring at him.

    In the original book, it was said that the Demon Lord of Chiyan was severely injured by the former head of the Taoist sect who led the crowd to be surrounded and severely injured, so he hibernated and retreated.

    At that time, Xie Zhiwei, as the disciple of the former sect master, must have tried his best to eat milk, and the Chiyan Demon Lord probably suffered a lot from him.

    When met him this time, Xie Zhiwei, probably killed him if he could.

    Chapter 48

    Looks like the main event is coming.

    Perhaps this was the only chance he had to pretend in the whole article, Xie Zhiwei didn't dare to neglect, and treated it with 12 points of spirit.

    He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "It's the poor way."

    The righteous people are all paralyzed and weak, and he is the only one on this side, who dominates the limelight.

    Oh yes, there is also Mu Hao who is not in a state of being around.

    Mu Qian, who was carrying black lotus and white lotus, was already considered a master in the world, but faced with the sudden appearance of strange characters, he felt a lot of pressure.

    This is the first time.

    Although Xie Zhiwei has an unparalleled cultivation base, he never uses it to coerce others. And this weirdo is in full swing, clearly for...

    The Red Flame Demon Lord seemed to feel something, and squinted at Mu Ha, who was facing him in deep thought.

    Immediately, the pressure grew stronger.

    It was too late for Mu Qian to take back his gaze.

    Xie Zhiwei calmly pulled him behind him, rarely putting on airs: "Don't be rude, why keep staring at the devil."

    Mu Hao glanced at him gratefully, lowered his head and muttered, "This disciple is just...just..."

    Before he could think of a suitable excuse, Xie Zhiwei had already started to blame: "The devil's mask is made of red gold, and the twenty-eight constellation totems are painted in different colors. It is the symbol of the first seat of the devil, you know?"

    Mu Qi hurriedly buried his head lower: "Disciple knows, don't be curious anymore."

    Xie Zhiwei changed his expression and said to Chi Yan, "I don't know much about the child, so I hope the Demon Lord doesn't care about him."

    Chi Yan sneered abruptly, and then looked at him like ice: "Don't care, why?"

    Chu Zhi was originally helping Yan Zhifei to sit back to the place, and when he heard this, he sneered, raised his head and said, "Why do you say, you come to my Taoist sect to be savage, and I want to ask you why."

    Chi Yan glanced at him slightly: "Too weak, this seat will ignore it."

    Chu Zhi has always regarded himself as a pillar of the Dao Zongtai, and was thrown the word "weak" on his body in front of everyone, and suddenly he was hairy: "If you have the ability, don't play tricks, do you dare to let me full of spiritual power and you Have a fight!"

    Xie Zhi shook his head secretly, in the end he was young. In the original book, he endured humiliation and burdened, and the gold medal attendant who came to Japan has yet to be cultivated.

    It's the same sentence, today's Ascension to Heaven City is his home field for Xie Zhiwei.

    Xie Zhiwei relied on the four stars without any taboos, and took a step forward: "The poor way depends on the fact that the devil is too weak."

    "You said that this seat is too weak?"

    The mask on Chi Yan's face was covered tightly, but the anger in his eyes was fully revealed, and his fingers clucked.

    "Xie Zhiwei, did you lose so much confidence in the first World War?"

    "Don't dare." In the face of Chi Yan's aggressiveness, Xie Zhiwei showed great humility, "Thanks to the fact that the Demon Lord was seriously injured and closed himself up, otherwise Pindao would have caused trouble for everyone in the prison building."

    Chu Zhi raised his eyebrows and nodded in agreement: "No, we will waste the rice grains of our Taoist sect."

    "You..." Chi Yan narrowed his eyes, and slowly squeezed out the words behind his teeth, "Your speaking skills have improved, well, I will see if your cultivation has improved."

    Chi Yan was obviously provoked by Xie Zhiwei's words, and Mu Qi suddenly realized what was going to happen next.

    But before he could think of any countermeasures in his mind, he moved his feet to the position directly in front of Xie Zhiwei.

    Xie Zhiwei pulled him back, "Go and stand beside your father."

    Only then did Mu Qian remember his father, who was almost buried in the crowd. When he looked back, his father, King of Jiuzhou, and Du Sheng were sitting side by side.Although the mental state of the whole person is not good due to the loss of strength, it does not affect his temperament from the inside out.

    At this time, his eyes were a little anxious, and he said two words when he looked at Mu Qi.

    Looking at the mouth shape, the two words are "back".

    I don't know why, although these two words are simple, they sound a different kind of meaning.

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