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From the moment when Liancheng Jue was abducted into the Twelve Thunder Palace Formation, the Venerable Shoushan, who had followed the Holy Lord to create the Eight Hundred Sects in the Cave, was truly facing this three-generation disciple who was as small as an ant.

There was lightning in Lei Ze's purple eyes.

He was alert.

He was thinking too.

He knew very well that, among the twelve stars of the Sutra, countless believers in the eight hundred sects, except for the god statue, no one knew the truth about the twelve thunder palace formation.

Even himself, if Lianchengjue had not mentioned this matter, countless years of darkness would have long forgotten the unbearable situation in front of him.

yes!

Everyone in the world thinks that he is the most powerful venerable of the eight hundred sects. He has a supreme status and even the twelve stars of the sutra must be respectfully called his senior brother. However, he did not know that he was full of anger and unwillingness to be the twelve master of the Qingyi Taoist Chen Shengyong.

The pain and scenes of the Thunder Palace Array when suppressed.

That year, he was subdued by Chen Sheng and was unable to resist. Fearing the power of the Taoist Qingyi, he had to carry Chen Sheng to Tiandong, and was later suppressed under the Xingchuan Lei Palace formation. He was so confused that he was declared the guardian of the Eight Hundred Sects.

In this deadly silent cave, his resentment and indomitableness were silently worn out by countless years.

He was even brainwashed by the absurd spring and autumn years, believing that he was the Shoushan Venerable of the Eight Hundred Sects, rather than the regretful divine beast with pure and noble bloodline and high spirits.

In the face of this established fact, voluntary inducement and forced helplessness are the essential differences between the two!

After so many years, the truth about being buried by the rings is now mentioned again. How could Lei Ze not be alert to the younger generation of the eight hundred sects and three generations of disciples?

"It seems you know a lot."

Lian Chengjue smiled: "I learned more about it than the teachers and all the uncles."

As the saying goes, you will not enter the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble.

Liancheng Jue dared to sneak into the twelve thunder palace formation in the Holy Sacrifice ceremony, in some ways, it was already unforgivable by the twelve stars of the Sutra.

Chen Sheng, the Taoist in Qingyi, sealed Lei Ze for countless years, so his disciples and grandchildren were naturally not favored by Lei Ze.

The enemy is a friend.

Since Liancheng Jue chose to stand opposite the twelve stars of Jingtian, it is not impossible for Lei Ze to talk about it.

Lei Ze simply sat cross-legged, sat on the star formation diagram under the stone statue of the body, and made the front of the line: "Tell me."

Lianchengjue also sat cross-legged.

He sat on the stone steps and did not approach.

Although he carries a secret treasure, he is not afraid of the power of thunder and lightning of the Master Shoushan. Moreover, the body of Lei Ze is bound by the twelve Thunder Palace formation, and the power of the attack of the soul is limited.

But this place is finally the forbidden land of eight hundred sects. Facing the Lei Ze divine beast that once dared to clamor for provoking the Holy Lord, Lianchengjue was wrong not to be cautious.

"I am here to discuss a deal with my master."

"Trade? Humph... Gold, silver and jewelry, secret scripts of cultivation, honor and status. I really can't imagine anything in the world that I need to get when I trade."

"I just happened to know one."

"oh?"

"free!"

Lei Ze suddenly found it very interesting.

Freedom! He hasn't heard this word for many years.

He looked at the younger generation who was extremely talented with a smile: "You said you can free myself from the leap palace formation and stop being the guardian of the mountain, and restore the body of freedom?"

Lian Chengjue said: "My master has also seen it. Even if I can come here with a hidden secret, it means that I have understood the secrets of the Twelve Thunder Palace Formation. How can these mere formation flags stop them?"

Lei Ze suddenly realized!

He had forgotten this.

He was trapped by the twelve Thunder Palace Formation for countless years. Who knows his desire for the vast Milky Way? If he can break through the formation, he will definitely show his true body. Only by swallowing a vast ocean of Thunder River in one breath can he relieve his depression for many years.

Hate!

He was a monster who had lived for countless years. He looked at Lian Chengjue with a calm expression and said, "What do you want? Or what can I give you?"

Since it is a transaction, it is not even hidden in the City Art: "If Master is free, can you be sure to fight against the twelve stars of the Sutra Heaven?"

When Lei Ze heard this, he felt that things were more and more interesting: "I'm afraid that such a person does not exist in the world where there is no saint, right?"

Liancheng Jue continued to test: "What if it is one of the twelve stars?"

Lei Ze smiled and said, "Since you have a deal with me, you should know your strength in your mind, why should you test it like this?"

Lian Chengjue nodded: "After freedom, I hope my master can help me."

Lei Ze asked, "How to help?"

Lian Chengjue narrowed his eyes: "Retreat the stars and seize the throne!"

A brief silence fell into the cave.

Lei Ze looked at Lianchengjue and his pupils shrank slightly.

He was sealed by the Twelve Thunder Palace Formation and was not sleeping. So for ten years, he knew about the civil strife in Xingchuan.

Originally, it didn't matter who wins and loses the Dragon Star. Because whoever wins and loses the Dragon Star. Because whoever wins and wins the position of the Saint Lord of Tiandong is the final outcome of his so-called Guanshan Venerable who deceives countless believers.

He didn't care about these internal disputes.

He hated Chen Sheng, the Taoist Qingyi, so he naturally enjoyed seeing his disciples and disciples breaking the eight hundred sects of Tiandong.

But now, there is a young man who is only thirty years old, a disciple of the three generations of eight hundred sects, who actually claimed in front of him that he wanted to retreat to the stars and seize the throne of the holy throne. This kind of rebellious and absurd remark made Lei Ze laugh: "Just rely on it."

you?"

Just rely on Liancheng Art?

The strength of the lower realm of the Transfiguration Tribulation wanted to provoke the power of the twelve stars of Jingtian. In Lei Ze's view, this is a choice to seek death without self-knowledge!

Lianchengjue didn't care about this kind of doubt, not to mention that what he planned would be a life-threatening death.

As Lei Ze said, in the tenth year of Shengyin, no one in this world can fight against the twelve stars of Jingtian with his own strength. Retreat the stars to seize the throne of the holy throne is also a fantasy in his own opinion.

He was a little overestimated.

But you have to try it, right? Fortunately, he is not alone!

Lian Chengjue said seriously: "And my junior brothers."

Lei Ze was still mocking: "Just you?"

Just you guys?

What should I do if the successor of the twelve stars of Jingtian? Do you really think that you have obtained the inheritance of the twelve stars and have enough strength to surpass the limit?

It's a laughing stock in the world!

Lianchengjue is still very serious: "You are there!"

Lei Ze suddenly stopped talking, but just looked at Lian Chengjue's eyes. They were clear but extremely firm eyes.

Once upon a time, he saw this clarity and firmness from the Qingyi Taoist Chen Sheng.

For some reason, he felt a little shaken in his heart when this seemingly impossible deal.

Not for the so-called freedom! It was just because he wanted to see how strong the disciples and grandchildren left behind after the death of the Qingyi Taoist Saint were to protect the endless inheritance of the eight hundred sects!

He also wanted to try this world, could there be someone who fought against the twelve stars of Jingtian alone?

The shaken Lei Ze looked at Lian Chengjue's sincere eyes: "Why?"

Retreat the stars and seize the throne of the holy throne, this is a path of no return.

Liancheng Jue is the head of the three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects, and it has nothing to do with whoever wins the Dragon Star Demon Star. He will undoubtedly be the next helm of the Twelve Stars River in the future.

But why should we embark on this path of no return?

Is it just because I can't wait?

Thinking of the 800 sects who were in chaos and in dire straits over the past ten years, a hint of coldness flashed through Lian Chengjue's eyes: "Because they are not worthy!"