In the other direction of Bishui Lake, a silver-white airship floats high in the sky. This is the airship of the Five Gods Sect.
At this time, in a room at the top of the airship, Lu Feng knelt on his knees and said in a respectful tone, "Elder Qi, this is the general situation. This time, Tianjian Sect will actually send a foundation-building disciple down. Let's not talk about it for now.
How did he get down there? It’s strange no matter how you think about it, just a disciple in the Foundation Establishment stage appears there. The disciple thinks it’s necessary to have a good talk with the elders of the Tianjian Sect.”
Ding Bo didn't say anything, but frowned in thought. Lu Feng's words were pondered over and over again in his mind. But he couldn't find any clue. He couldn't find a way to solve it at all.
"Strange lines, high platforms, howling wolves, foundation-building disciples, nothing." Ding Bo murmured in a low voice. He repeated these words countless times, but he could never find any connection. These seemed to have no connection.
Words that have nothing to do with each other, but are closely related. But no matter how much he thinks about it, he can never connect these words together.
However, judging from this information, it is certain that Lu Feng knows much more information than Guo Changfeng knows, and it is also more detailed.
"Oh~ that's all. Let's not mention this for now. You can go down and rest first. We old guys will go down to find out what's going on and then decide how to deal with it when we come back." After a long time, Ding Bo sighed and said.
He really couldn't think of any good way, and now the agreed time was almost here. He decided to go to the altar to take a look first, maybe he could find something else.
Then the figure flashed out of the room, leaving Lu Feng alone. However, Lu Feng did not wait here idlely. Shortly after Ding Bo left, he also returned to his room and began to recover from his injuries. After all, he was also injured.
Pressure...
As for the other forces, the situation was almost the same. The disciples who had returned from under the altar were reporting news to their elders. The contents of the messages were also similar. For a while, these elders had no clue, and they all placed the clues under the altar.
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Even before the appointed time, except for Sikong Lie, all the leaders of the other forces arrived at the entrance of the altar early and waited quietly.
When the time was almost up, Sikong Lie slowly came out of the airship. He was progressing leisurely all the way, and there was no trace of any sense of urgency on his part.
Among all the people present, he was probably the only one who was not anxious at all. After all, he knew everything from Xiao Fei about what happened under the altar. This time he went down with everyone, just to go through the motions, so as not to let the topic slip and be suffered.
People doubt.
"You Tianjian Sect is so arrogant that you actually made so many of us wait for you. Aren't you going to explain?" A strange voice sounded. The speaker was the leader of the Corpse Refining Sect, named Kuangpeng.
.The cultivation level of the first level of overcoming the tribulation.
The surname is Kuang, but he is not crazy. It is just because of the skills he practices that make his whole person look full of evil nature. People with low cultivation level will feel a chill sweeping through their body when they look at him, as if they have fallen into
It was like an ice cave, with chills all over the body.
Regarding this sudden cynicism, Sikong Lie did not give him a good look. His face was stern and he snorted, "Huh! You are not a human being, a ghost or a ghost. You are worthy of my explanation?!"
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"You!" Kuang Peng was furious. He was about to take action immediately, but was stopped by Ding Bo, "Forget it, Brother Peng. Business is more important."
However, Kuangpeng still refused to give up. He pushed Ding Bo away who was blocking him. Although the forces behind the two were allies, Kuangpeng hated people the most in his life.
When he said this to his face, no matter who it was, he would directly slap the person to death, and then throw the body to his disciples to be trained into a corpse puppet.
But now this elder of the Tianjian Sect didn't know how to live or die, and insulted him in front of so many people. How could he endure this? Anyway, the two sides were enemies to begin with. If they were to be killed, they would be killed. There was nothing to say.
Ding Bo saw that he couldn't stop him, so he had no choice but to sigh and take a few steps back. The two people's cultivation levels were almost the same. If they really wanted to start a fight, they would be 50-50 at best. What's more, the two forces are already an alliance. Here,
Fighting in front of outsiders is nothing more than making others laugh. Moreover, he also wants to see what the cultivation level of the Tianjian Sect elder in front of him is.
This place was originally under the jurisdiction of the Tianjian Sect. Logically speaking, they were all intruders. But the Tianjian Sect not only did not drive them away, but ignored them. Outsiders like them had no idea who the Tianjian Sect was.
What kind of attitude do you have? I just want to take this opportunity to test it out...
As for the remaining people, they all maintained a wait-and-see attitude towards the current situation and did not help each other. For them, the fight between the two was meaningless, and even felt a little motivated. However, no one said anything, and they were all fast.
Back away, leaving enough fighting space for the two of you.
If the two of them are not allowed to fight, no one will be convinced, and they might start fighting later. Instead of fighting on that strange altar later, it is better to let them fight on this empty lake first.
Fighting. At least it won't harm the fish in the pond.
Just when the two were at war with each other, over the Bishui Lake, on the airship of the eight major forces, all the disciples of each faction stood at the edge of the deck, watching everything happening here from a distance. Although they could not hear a few of them.
There is no sound of conversation, but their movements can be clearly seen.
"Look, it looks like there's going to be a fight?!"
"What's going on? Why are you so good and so ready to start a fight?"
On the airship of the Five Gods Religion, several disciples were talking about it.
The same is true for the Tianjian Sect airship.
"Senior Brother Ye, how many moves do you think the Supreme Elder can take down him?"
Ye Yang frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said slowly: "Three moves? After all, we don't know how strong the Taishang Elder is, but he once said that the major forces coming this time are all trying to overcome the tribulation.
A strong person in the early stage will lead the team. I think the great elder will not be too weak. Zhi Shao is also a strong person in the tribulation stage."
Hearing this, all the disciples surrounding Ye Yang showed expressions of admiration and yearning. Some of the disciples even muttered in a low voice: "I don't know if I can practice to that level in my lifetime.
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"Tch...it's just you? Stop making trouble. You're over a hundred years old, and you're still at the eighth level of the Golden Core. You'd better try to break through to the Nascent Soul stage before you're two hundred years old." The disciple on the side made a sound and struck mercilessly.
"Go, go, go! You are everywhere. You are over a hundred years old, and you are not with me."
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It's just the eighth level of the golden elixir. It's so silly."
No one cares about the two people jostling each other, they are used to it. No one will really fight over a few jokes. This will actually increase the friendship between them.
"Okay, stop arguing. Watch carefully. It's rare to meet such masters fighting each other. Observe carefully, maybe you can gain something." Ye Yang glared at the two of them. His cultivation was there, he
His words were naturally convincing. As expected, after he finished speaking, the two stopped arguing. Even the disciples on the side became quiet, and they all stared at the two people in the distance without blinking, looking forward to the next two.
When people fight, they all hope to gain something.
Over the Bishui Lake, above the altar. Sikong Lie and Kuang Peng were volleying against each other.
Kuangpeng's whole body spurted out momentum, and all his clothes were rustled by the strong wind brought by this momentum. The lake surface beneath their feet was stirred up by ripples.
Only Sikong Lie remained indifferent, even his hair did not move at all under the strong wind. From the beginning to the end, he looked calm and composed. It was as if everything that was happening now had nothing to do with him.
"Hmph... Although I don't know when a person like you appeared in Tianjian Sect, it doesn't matter anymore. As long as I kill you and bring your body back to the sect, this trip can be considered as something fruitful.
It’s not in vain that I came all the way here.”
Kuangpeng laughed ferociously and licked his lips. He looked at Sikong Lie with a bloodthirsty smile. It was as if in his eyes, Sikong Lie was not a living person at this time, but a work of art.
Regarding Kuangpeng's provocative words, Sikong Lie looked calm and slowly said two words in his mouth, "Noisy!"
"Ah...! You are looking for death!"
The wild roc roared angrily, and its whole body's aura suddenly exploded. The figure turned into afterimages, flying through the air at high speed. Because the speed was too fast, the friction between the body and the air produced a huge sonic boom.
His figure almost disappeared, and just when the disciples in the distance saw the afterimage, he himself had already appeared in front of Sikong Lie, his fist raised high, and he was about to hit Sikong Lie's wrinkled face.
Facing Kuangpeng's powerful blow, Sikong Lie didn't even raise his eyelids. He just snorted coldly, "Humph! How dare you be so presumptuous as a little ant!"
After saying that, he raised his hand gently, as if to shoo away a fly, and patted the figure of Kuangpeng as it was speeding towards him.
The moment he raised his hand, a terrifying aura that only belonged to the Mahayana period surged out. When Kuangpeng discovered it, it was too late to retreat. Sikong Lie's blow had already landed firmly on his speeding figure.
Up. The terrifying spiritual power that Sikong Lie burst out poured into his body at this brief moment of contact.
"boom"
With a soft sound, Kuangpeng retreated at a faster speed than when he came, but instead of flying back on his own, Sikong Lie slapped him directly and flew away...