3366: C3366 The Head Pavilion Master Died in Battle

C3366 The Head Pavilion Master Died in Battle

The celestials had always wanted to deal with the Carefree City.

The Carefree City was also known as the rebel army in the Primordial World.

The number one target of the Heaven Race.

Once Grand Pavilion Master nodded and the Carefree City interfered in the matters of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret, it would also mean that the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret would have to bear the name of the rebel army and the Heaven Race would crush them with all their might.

There was no need to think about the consequences.

Just like the other sects that opposed the Heaven Race, nine generations of their family members had been killed and turned into ashes!

Elder of the celestial race stared coldly at the dying Grand Pavilion Master.

The surrounding Elder of the Heaven Race and the experts of the hegemonic sects were also looking at Grand Pavilion Master, waiting for him to say something.

They had already prepared themselves for this trip.

Refining weapons couldn't be compared to forging weapons. Once the Heaven Race gave the order, they would immediately charge into the enemy lines and kill all of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret.

Grand Pavilion Master had mixed feelings when he faced the Heaven Race, the experts of the hegemonic sects, and the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret. He didn't know how to make the decision.

His life was now hanging by a thread, and he was on the verge of death.

There was no one in the entire Pavilion of Heavenly Secret who could fight Elder, who was a weapon craftsman of the Heaven Race. Even if Elder and the two motionless Expert of Ancient Realm were to fight, they would still die.

The Pavilion of Heavenly Secret was going to lose the weapon craftsman competition for sure.

Losing meant that they had to listen to the orders of the celestials.

Death and life were decided by the celestials.

If he stood together with Carefree City, he might be able to survive now, but what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? He would also hide in the secret realm with Carefree City?

This was not what the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret wanted.

Furthermore.

It was hard to say whether they could live until tomorrow if they fought with the Heaven Race. As long as the eighteen Death Realm spears released the power of Death Realm, the secret realm of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret would be destroyed.

Up until now, there was no power in Primordial World that could break through the power of the Destruction Realm Spear.

If they continued to fight, they would lose!

However, the possibility of saving the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret was not high, but it was also a possibility.

To fall out with the celestials?

It was extremely difficult to survive.

The chances were even slimmer.

The Pavilion of Heavenly Secret was only a place for refining weapons!

Grand Pavilion Master's eyes relaxed slightly.

Seeing his relaxed expression, Murong Xiong knew what choice he had made.

Grand Pavilion Master struggled to speak and slowly said, "City Lord Mu, thank you for your kindness. This is a private matter of Pavilion of Heavenly Secret. Let us settle this by ourselves."

Murong Xiong smiled faintly and took a step back. He said unwillingly, "Grand Pavilion Master, it's just a Death Spear. I'm confident that I can send all of them into another spatial zone before they release the power of the Death Spear."

"I can protect Pavilion of Heavenly Secret!"

It wasn't a sound transmission, but a message from Elder.

Elder was secretly shocked.

If they didn't have the Death Realm Spear, they wouldn't be a match for Murong Xiong at all. Unless the experts from Ancient Realm could attack, they just stood there like two Bodhisattva, motionless. It was as if they had come here to play, placing their hopes on them. Elder's heart was pounding.

Elder of the Heaven Race said in a deep voice, "Grand Pavilion Master, you have to think this through. Even without the Death Realm Spear, as long as your Pavilion of Heavenly Secret becomes the enemy of the Heaven Race, you will be able to escape today. Will you be able to escape tomorrow?"

Murong Xiong raised his eyes and said with an ominous glint in his eyes, "Do you think I'm afraid of the Heaven Race?"

His voice carried a powerful Pressure.

The celestial Elder's forehead was quickly covered in sweat. His body was faintly trembling, and he could not stand stably.

Grand Pavilion Master said, "Thank you for City Lord Mu's good intentions. This is a matter of Pavilion of Heavenly Secret. Let us settle this matter!"

He had no choice.

He was Grand Pavilion Master of Pavilion of Heavenly Secret.

He had to consider the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret for any decision he made. He had to consider the hundreds of Refiner and disciples of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret. If the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret was gone, then the level of craftsmanship in the Primordial World would regress by a hundred years.

He might be able to let the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret survive if he were to entrust his celestial race to them!

Elder of the Heavenly Race said with a heavy voice, "Murong Xiong, did you hear that?"

Murong Xiong smiled bitterly. He turned to Grand Pavilion Master and said, "No one from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret can come out to compete with you. You won't be able to win."

"If you lose, the Heaven Race will also eliminate all of you here."

After saying that.

Murong Xiong's shadow moved and entered the spatial zone. A voice came out and said, "celestial race, if you dare to play any tricks again, see how I throw all of you into the air stewardess crack."

"Hmph!"

"Boom!"

As soon as his voice faded, space trembled slightly.

Elder's body loosened up, and he was so scared that he almost knelt down on the ground. His face was incomparably pale, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Half of his body was in another spatial zone, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Elder's eyes turned ferocious, and he clenched his fists. "Murong Xiong!"

A cold light was emitted from his eyes.

He felt extremely unhappy in his heart.

However.

They weren't here to deal with Murong Xiong, but the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret.

When Elder saw Murong Xiong disappear, he said in a deep voice, "Grand Pavilion Master, the competition will continue!"

"You won just now, let's continue now."

As he spoke.

Another celestial Elder walked forward.

A new Refining Altar was pushed out and said to the tottering Grand Pavilion Master, "Grand Pavilion Master, please!"

Grand Pavilion Master's entire body was cracking. Now, not to mention refining weapons, even moving was extremely difficult, but even so, he did not give up.

He still wanted to pick up the hammer.

But...

"Clang!"

The hammer fell to the ground.

Grand Pavilion Master bent down to pick it up. "Puff!"

A large mouthful of blood seemed to be poured out of his mouth.

"Grand Pavilion Master!"

"Senior brother!"

The people from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret came forward.

Heaven Clan Refiner sneered and said, "You can't even pick up the hammer, what kind of weapon can you forge with your current strength? What a piece of trash. "

The disciples of Pavilion of Heavenly Secret stared at him fiercely.

Heaven Clan Refiner said with a smile, "What's wrong? Am I wrong? Isn't your Grand Pavilion Master a good-for-nothing? A piece of trash that can't even lift a hammer."

A disciple of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret couldn't take it anymore and said, "Grand Pavilion Master is seriously injured right now. If he isn't seriously injured, he can defeat you with one hand."

Heaven Clan Refiner smiled and said, "Who asked him to be seriously injured? Don't tell me if he is. If he were to compete with me now, he would be a piece of trash if he couldn't win!"

"Grand Pavilion Master, which one of me is right?"

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly.

"Boom!"

The artifact forging flame on his body started to burn.

"Trash from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret, look at me. I'll let you know what weapon crafting is." Elder moved both of his hands, causing thunderous sounds to ring out.

One hammer after another was hammered down.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

It was unusually fierce.

In five minutes, a Divine Artifact was forged.

Heaven Clan Refiner kept the Aura and looked at Grand Pavilion Master on the other side with a face full of ridicule. He said, "Grand Pavilion Master, aren't you too lousy?"

"I've already finished refining. What about you?"1

"Haven't moved yet?"

"Hahaha, what a waste."

Grand Pavilion Master's eyes tightened, and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth. The blood on his head became '0'!

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