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Chapter 925: I Think I Can


As his consciousness spread, he immediately saw the distant mountain ranges suddenly roaring together, and many powerful figures suddenly rising from the ground and rushing toward Sanxiu City, all of them powerful as rainbows.

"This is" Seeing these figures Qingtian and the extremely powerful aura that spread all the time, the casual cultivators who were watching the battle were stunned for a moment.

"The experts from outside the territory are all out."

Some people exclaimed that this was definitely the largest battle in the history of the Tomb of the Spirit King.

"Looking at the world, I'm afraid Ji Zilong is the only one who can make the senior brothers from outside the region join forces."

Looking at the arrogant figures in the sky, people were filled with wonder.

Compared with these people, the senior brothers of the five sects of Chen Territory are nothing, because they come from outside the territory, they are stronger, and they are more powerful than the Spiritual King.

The qualifications for tomb domination.

"Such a big battle is indeed the first since the opening of the Tomb of the Spirit King."

People were talking about it.

They had known for a long time that experts from outside the region would attack Ji Zilong, but they did not expect that it would come so fiercely that even their big soldiers would be killed.

The senior brothers all joined forces to take action.

"No matter what the outcome of this battle is, Ji Zilong will probably be truly famous throughout the ages."

"There are so many masters.

Even if Ji Zilong is perverted, he will still be hated today.

But it doesn't matter.

At least he has left a reputation here.

People will remember his name for hundreds or even thousands of years.

This is also What an unparalleled achievement.”

The crowd sighed.

While looking forward to this battle, they also sighed deeply in their hearts, because in their view, this battle was Ji Zilong's last battle in his life.

After today, I am afraid that there will no longer be Ji Zilong in this world.

People.

Why do they say this?

Naturally, they know how strong their opponents are.

The masters who appear here are all leaders from outside the territory who have been placed in the Tomb of the Spiritual King.

Even outside the territory, they have famous names.

In the world of spiritual cultivation, everything Fame is accumulated through strength and killing.

"One thousand two hundred people."

Jun Tong's voice suddenly came to Ji Zilong's ears in Sanxiu City.

Ji Zilong was silent, also sizing up these masters.

"Six extraterrestrial sects, six top masters, these six are all in the Sanding Great Fusion Realm, there are 420 strong in the Inscription Realm in the middle stage of the Sanding, and 774 strong in the Transformation Realm in the early stage of the Sanding."

Jun Tong's tone was serious.

At this moment, he had exerted his ability to the extreme.

"Excluding the one hundred and seventy elite masters from the Shangguan family, we still have to face one thousand and thirty opponents."

Jun Tong calculated accurately, without missing a beat.

He said: "Huangfu family, Sima family, Sword Controlling Sect, Jin On the surface, among the five factions of Jiang Faction and Huaqing Valley, Huaqing Valley seems to be the weakest, but it cannot be ruled out that this is a way for the Lingmu Mansion of the Sword Control Sect to deceive others. " "But no matter what, the weakest ones are among the Jinjiang Faction and Huaqing Valley Faction.

When we attack later, we can test and attack these two rows first to find the weakest one.

However, we have to be careful.

The other party's Lingmu Mansion must have figured us out.

There will be such a move, so we must take precautions.”

"Yeah" Ji Zilong nodded silently, keeping Jun Tong's words in mind.

At this time, his face looked extremely serious.

This should be the most brutal battle he had ever experienced in his life.

There were so many masters, so strong that it was unimaginable.

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If he was not careful, he would be in catastrophe.

The religions from outside the territory quickly approached and soon formed a siege around Ji Zilong.

"Surrounded, Ji Zilong is surrounded."

Someone shouted, extremely excited.

"Oh my god, why doesn't he run away?"

someone exclaimed.

"I don't know yet, but I have heard rumors before that Tao is the real culprit that caused the destruction of the Gentlemen's Alliance.

It is the Sword Control Sect in the Spiritual Realm.

The so-called strongest magic iron gate in the Chen Realm is just their puppet."

A piece of news.

Said the enlightened casual cultivator.

"If the rumors are true, then it makes sense for Ji Zilong not to escape at this moment."

"This move is extremely stupid.

Not only will you lose your own life in a moment of passion, but you will also ruin the sect's revenge plan.

It's simply not a huge loss."

A casual cultivator was angry and felt that Ji Zilong was too reckless.

While all the casual cultivators were discussing, they never noticed that at some point, three strange figures had appeared on the top of an uninhabited hill behind them.

"Old guy, do you think this kid can do anything?"

the old beggar asked, holding his own begging bowl.

Beside him, the little beggar widened his eyes and stared at Ji Zilong, not knowing what he was thinking. something.

"Haha" the mortal immortal smiled slightly and suddenly chanted: "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty.

Its name is Kun.

Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in one pot.

It turns into a bird.

Its name is Peng.

Peng is so big that it requires two barbecues.

Frame, one secret recipe, one slightly spicy.”

Hearing the low voice of the earthly immortal, the old beggar was immediately stunned.

What kind of person is this?

He dares to say such big words, and even such a vicious creature as Kunpeng dares to stew and barbecue in a pot.

"Hahahahaha" the mortal immortal laughed again, he said: "This statement may seem to be a joke, but there are a few people who can see through the ferocity in his bones."

"Sure enough, there is a pursuit."

The old beggar was ashamed, and finally understood why the mortal immortal wanted to help Ji Zilong like this.

"If you use the pot where Kun is stewed to beg for food, will you get more food?"

The little beggar next to him lowered his head and pondered.

In the distance, Ji Zilong is already in a trap.

Strong men from outside the territory have surrounded him heavily, leaving him nowhere to escape.

This scene makes the onlookers look forward to this unprecedented battle, looking forward to the trapped beast.

Ji Zilong's stunning kill before his death.

But the people who surrounded Ji Zilong were all sneering, laughing at Ji Zilong's overestimation of his own abilities, laughing at Ji Zilong's death, and laughing at the fact that the last treasure of the Spirit King's Tomb would be obtained by them. but "Are these guys stupid?

Have they forgotten that Ji Zilong came here to wait for them on purpose?"

Seeing the disdain on the faces of the people surrounding Ji Zilong, the little beggar immediately shouted in displeasure.

"No spoilers allowed."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a violent heart landed on the little beggar's head.

The powerful force directly smashed the little beggar into the ground, penetrating from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

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But soon, he jumped back again.

"But if I'm not wrong, there should be a lot of opportunities in this last battle.

Why don't you go over and partner with Ji Zilong to find some opportunities," the old beggar said.

"I think it's okay."

Earthly Immortal said.

"Well, when the time comes later, you can go there."

After reaching a consensus with the mortal immortal, the old beggar suddenly began to look forward to it.

In the distance, people were still sneering, but Ji Zilong took out a large piece of meat at some point.

With his big golden sword, he sat domineeringly on the top of a tall building among the casual cultivators, eating the meat while silently scanning the crowd.

The opponent had a large number of people, was full of murderous intent, and each of them had great strength.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been paralyzed long ago, but Ji Zilong was as if nothing had happened

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