Fengxi Dongtian is the core treasure of Fengxi Sect.
Hidden here are the lifelong efforts of the great sages Fengxi of all generations, and even the broken sacred artifacts of their destiny are buried here.
As long as Fengxi Cave Heaven is not lost, even if Fengxi Sect is beaten by outsiders and loses its armor and is left in a desperate state, it will still stand up and take charge one day!
Here, the fairy clouds fill the air, the light is overflowing, and the vitality is strong.
Palaces floated across the land, suppressing one side.
The owner of each palace is the ancestor of the current Fengxi Sect's martial saint.
Twenty-four palaces!
Sixteen bronze ones, seven silver ones, and one gold one.
Sixth-level bronze, seventh-level silver, and eighth-level gold.
The rank of the palace also reflects the power of the ancestor of the martial saint in Fengxi Sect.
If there was no such shocking event as the war between the two clans, the martial saints and ancestors of the Fengxi Sect would usually come to this place to practice cultivation, or return to their blessed land, Cave Heaven.
now.
Divine rainbows flashed in the sky of Fengxi Cave, and the martial saints and ancestors returned to their seats one after another, ready to discuss important matters together.
Especially when discussing how the Fengxi Sect should maintain its inheritance in the terrifying battle between the human race and the demon race after the death of the contemporary Fengxi Great Sage Fu Yanjiang!
"Inflict more damage on the enemy than on the opponent."
"Resolutely fight for the power that can be won, and resolutely suppress the stubborn reactionary forces!"
"This time, I want to put an end to everything in Fengxi Sect in one fell swoop. My opponent should be Tiangong, the ancient emperor, and even this world!"
Hong Yuan narrowed his eyes, completely determined in his heart that he would become the co-leader of Fengxi.
If it weren't for the fact that the position of leader of the human race is still very useful to him, he might have already launched an all-out attack on the five major divine continents against the demon clan.
nowadays.
Hong Yuan lived in a bronze palace in the southeast.
He was bowing his head, burning incense and playing the piano. He was quite elegant and gave people a feeling of being unhurried.
Martial Saints who were on the same front with him, such as General Bai Xiangxuan of the Refining Hall, saw him, and their moods slowly calmed down.
Yes, what's the rush?
It is the Fengxi Sect that needs Hong Yuan to become the co-master of Fengxi, not Hong Yuan who needs to become the co-master of Fengxi!
Even without the help of Fengxi Sect, Miaoyin Pavilion and Tiangong will definitely support Hong Yuan to fight against the demon clan!!
time flies.
More and more saints enter Fengxi Cave Heaven and return to their palaces.
Visible to the naked eye, the palaces began to become brighter and full of life.
Except for the three silver palaces and the only gold palace!
Seeing that the agreed time for discussion was getting closer and closer, the swordsman old man and the three saints of Tianji Pavilion did not show up, and the whispers gradually started.
Many saints looked in the direction of the Bronze Palace where Hong Yuan was located, their eyes somewhat meaningful.
Secret voice transmission!
"Damn it, are Ziji and the others really so ridiculous? They actually forgot the command to see Fengxi Divine Sword as if they were seeing Fengxi Great Sage?!"
"Haha, I think they are being instigated by someone."
General Bai Xiangxuan and other saints who were close to Hongyuan had an air of resentment in their verbal exchanges.
It is true that the benefits move people's hearts, but the road is blinding.
Since Hong Yuan was the successor appointed by the contemporary Fengxi Great Sage Fu Yanjiang before his death, there must be something extremely special about Hong Yuan.
Not to mention that Hong Yuan is a famous person in the Tiangong now. He will definitely be able to take over the Tiangong in the future, and it is not impossible to even become one of the leaders of the human race!
In the past, those who could become one of the leaders of the human race were all selected by the Great Emperor.
From this point of view, Zi Ji and others are so short-sighted!!
"Rumble--"
From the edge of the sky, there was suddenly a continuous sound of thunder.
Suddenly, the sky and the earth turned into black, white and purple, and the sky was gorgeous.
With the appearance of a redwood war boat shaped like a phoenix, the hearts of all the saints in the field were shocked.
The saints either looked embarrassed or looked happy, and they all stared blankly at the three figures in front of the Akagi war boat!
Xuanhun Warrior!
Jin Cun Warrior!
Zi Ji Fairy!
Each of the three seventh-level saints of Tianji Pavilion can be regarded as the best in the same level.
If they join forces, they can even escape from the hands of an eighth-level saint!
Seeing these three people stealing the show and showing off their magical powers, the atmosphere suddenly became a little ambiguous.
"Do you want to give me a showdown?"
"Well, to be honest, this is actually quite boring."
The song is over.
Hong Yuan placed his ten fingers on the strings of Feng Shen Qin and stared due east with a lack of interest.
If he is really only a sixth-level human saint, even if he has eighth-level means, he will feel agitated when facing three seventh-level saints.
Unfortunately, he is not just a sixth-level human saint.
He is also the nightmare of the human race - Xuanguang Bridge, the Holy Lord of Creation!
Therefore, the methods displayed by the three great saints Zi Ji Xiangu are very remarkable.
But to him, it was nothing more than that.
"Hehe, everyone, I'm not late, am I?" Fairy Ziji looked around and said with a smile and cupped hands.
"You are so punctual, I almost thought you would never come." Bai Xiangxuan said lukewarmly, with a hint of sting in his words.
Who is Fairy Ziji? She is a rare saint of wisdom!
"Recently, the demon clan has invaded. I, Qingxian, are no match for my junior brother, let alone A Yuan. Oh, by the way, why don't you see Mr. Hao?"
Immortal Zi Ji just said a few words, and then she passed the matter and changed the topic.
When talking about the old man, all the saints had different eyes and looked around from time to time.
Yes, why hasn’t the swordsman old man, the only eighth-level saint of Fengxi Sect, shown up yet?
This is really strange!
"The Three Saints of Tianji Pavilion, the swordsman old man..." Hong Yuan's eyes were deep.
In the sky.
Twenty-four palaces hang in the air, and only the golden palace remains dim.
The flying crane chirps and flies leisurely in the sky, showing its graceful posture.
The breeze blew away the dust on all the palaces.
It's getting late, but Mr. Hao still hasn't arrived!
Seeing that Hao Lao hadn't come out for a long time, the saints kept their eyes on the three saints of Tianji Pavilion and Hong Yuan again and again.
But to their surprise, Hong Yuan's qi-nurturing skills were extremely good and he was still sitting firmly in the palace.
color!
Worthy of being a representative of humanity!
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To be continued...