In a secret room deep inside the Immortal Gate, an old man with white hair and a blue robe stood in the secret room with a calm expression. If anyone who participated in the Demon Tower Trial is here, they will definitely be exposed.

Shocked. Isn't this old man Lu Hui, the deacon elder of Demon Suppression City? Why is he in the secret room of the Immortal Sect?

"I heard that you were killed by a mysterious guy, but I didn't expect that you are still living here!" Lu Hui looked at the gray face on the altar in front of him with disdain and said coldly.

"Watch your words!" The gray face twisted for a while, and an angry figure filled the secret room. He stared at Lu Hui coldly, "You are just a mere golden elixir monk. Before I ended up like this, you had not stood by me.

The qualifications in front of you!”

Every time he spoke a word, the gray face would twist. It was the Xuanfeng ancestor who was killed by Xu Hu in Panshi City.

"Really?" Lu Hui sneered. The aura of the late Golden Elixir on his body was as strong as a bamboo. He easily broke through the early stage of Yuanying from the late stage of Jindan to the middle stage of Yuanying, and then broke through from the middle stage of Yuanying to the late stage of Yuanying until his cultivation level stopped.

It stopped climbing only after reaching its peak in the late Nascent Soul period.

At this moment, Ancestor Xuanfeng couldn't help but look shocked. Lu Qianfeng, who had been standing silently by the altar, turned pale and his body was shaking slightly. Under the pressure of the peak of Yuan Ying in the late stage, he did not make a fool of himself.

Kneeling on the ground is fine.

"The peak of the late Nascent Soul?" Ancestor Xuanfeng was dumbfounded. The arrogant momentum he had just lost suddenly. The opponent's cultivation at this moment was no match for him even at his peak. How could he be qualified to show off in front of others?

"Now, do I still have the qualifications to stand in front of you?" As if a flash in the pan, Lu Hui calmed down his momentum and stood in front of the altar with a calm expression. Ancestor Xuanfeng was just fine, but Lu Qianfeng hissed softly.

In one breath, if it had been longer, he would have made a fool of himself.

"Who are you?" After pondering for a while, Ancestor Xuanfeng asked coldly.

"Me?" Lu Hui pointed to his nose with an innocent look on his face, "I am the deacon elder of Demon Suppression City. Or, you should have heard of my other name, Formation Master, Lu Tianquan!"

"Lu Tianquan?" Ancestor Xuanfeng murmured to himself, and his expression suddenly changed, "Lu Tianquan from the Burning Flame Kingdom? How did you get into the cultivation world of Izumo Country?"

"Of course it's to seize Panshi City, or even the entire Izumo Kingdom!" Lu Hui said his purpose without hesitation, as if everything was calm and calm.

"Then, what is your purpose for coming to me this time?" Ancestor Xuanfeng snorted coldly. He couldn't figure out how the Immortal Sect could help Lu Hui.

"I heard that you have a plan in the land of purgatory?" Lu Hui did not answer, but asked a question in return. This question made the ancestor Xuanfeng's expression change drastically.

"You, how did you find out?"

"Of course I have my way!" Lu Hui also changed the topic, "I will follow you into the land of purgatory and help you get what you need, but the premise is that after success, I need three of you to enter the land of purgatory.

Kill all the monks in the transformation stage."

"Then what good do I do?" Ancestor Xuanfeng glared coldly at Lu Qianfeng beside him. It seemed that he had leaked the news. But after receiving the cold glare from Ancestor Xuanfeng, Lu Qianfeng's cover

He was panicking, but his heart was spinning. Only his two deputies knew the news, one was Mu Quan, but Mu Quan had already died. Then, the only one left was his brother-in-law. Damn it, I didn’t expect this bastard

will betray yourself.

"I help you collect the essence and blood of all the monks to help you increase your strength. Isn't this enough?" Lu Hui looked surprised.

"Not enough!" Ancestor Xuanfeng sneered, "Those are three monks in the transformation stage. They are dead. The cultivation world of Izumo Country belongs to you, Burning Flame Country. I don't have much appetite. You can take the cultivation world of Izumo Country."

After the world, I, the Immortal Sect, want to occupy half of it!"

"What a huge appetite!" Lu Hui snorted coldly, a cold look flashed in his eyes, but in the end he seemed to have compromised, with a wry smile on his face, "It's just as you said!"

Hearing Lu Hui's agreement, Xuanfeng Ancestor's face flashed with joy, and he laughed. Lu Hui was stunned and also laughed loudly. The laughter of the two echoed in the secret room, as if they were sarcastic

The future of the cultivation world in Izumo Country.

In the main hall of the Shenxian Sect, a thousand meters away from the secret room, the seven young masters of the Shenxian Sect stood side by side in the main hall. Among the seven, Shi Fenglin's beauty made him stand out from the crowd. Almost all the elders of the Shenxian Sect, including the one sitting at the top,

The deputy head, Lu Baichang, kept his eyes wandering on him.

Seemingly jealous of Shi Fenglin's attention, the six young sect leaders around him glared at Shi Fenglin coldly. Even the two people standing next to Shi Fenglin deliberately stayed away from him and kept a distance from him.

"This mission, Shi Fenglin completed the most outstanding job. It fully complied with the requirements of the sect and exceeded expectations!" Lu Baichang smiled broadly, staring at Shi Fenglin with eyes filled with lust. He thought to himself, what a beautiful guy, even more so if he was a woman.

It's perfect.

"Yes, Master Shi is indeed outstanding!"

"We will definitely help Master Shi to fight for the position of leader!"

"The next leader will definitely be Master Shi!"

Seeing Lu Baichang's praise, the elders all agreed. Lu Baichang is the brother of the leader Lu Qianfeng, and his wishes are equal to the leader's wishes. What is the difference between him being optimistic about Shi Fenglin and the leader being optimistic about Shi Fenglin?

"It's just a vase!" At this moment, a sinister voice sounded, but it was one of the young sect masters who sneered.

Shi Fenglin turned his head and stared at the person who spoke with anger in his eyes.

"That is, maybe the Magic Tower Trial was obtained by other gangs' own strength, and he just took advantage of it in vain!"

As soon as the words fell, Shi Fenglin's beautiful face began to twitch.

"Besides having a face, what else can you do?"
Chapter completed!