The leaders of the Eight Hundred Route Rebel Army from the Nine Mountains and Seas gathered here, and together with their entourage, the number of monks reached ten thousand!
In the center of the square, like stars over the moon, a young man in a black cloak walked slowly onto the high platform, raising his hands and feet with graceful demeanor and majestic equipment.
Behind him, twelve monks wearing hoods whose real faces could not be seen followed closely. The aura around them was cold and evil, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.
"That's the rumored group of ancient powerful men who were resurrected from the Second Mountain God and Demon Cemetery? I heard that the strength of each of them is comparable to Master Dongfang?"
"Is that Gu Chen, the legendary leader? Sure enough, he is an extraordinary warrior, and the martial saint has a queen!"
The general alliance meeting of the rebel army was convened again after a long absence. The scale of the crowd this time was far greater than before. When Fang Yuan appeared on the stage, there were enthusiastic discussions throughout the square.
"The rumors are indeed true. They really released an incredible group of monsters!"
Xiaoyao Daozu's slender eyes scanned the people around Fang Yuan sharply, and gave a rare evaluation.
"Master, are those guys strong?"
The young man with a tall figure and an enchanting temperament asked calmly. The moment he looked at Yuan above the stage, his eyes were as cold as ice.
"Although I only recognized a few people, those people were once famous big shots. Looking at the situation, the others are not much different."
"If it were back then, I would have to go all out to deal with one of them. Fortunately, after such a long time, my strength has increased, and these monsters have not yet recovered their true strength."
Xiaoyao Daozu had a venomous look, and after making a preliminary assessment of the strength of the group of people on the stage, he couldn't help but snorted heavily.
"You are so arrogant. You brought this group of people together. Do you think you are the leader of the rebel army?"
"I won't accept this trick. As promised, you can expose the identity of the impostor. If the sky falls, I will stop you!"
Xiaoyao Daozu still spoke forcefully, but the demon youth who knew him very well could feel that the master was not as confident as before.
"I am fighting side by side with Master. No matter what happens today, I will not let that guy succeed in his conspiracy!"
A look of madness flashed across the face of the strange young man, fearless!
"That guy Xiaoyao came late and seems to have some objections to fellow Taoist Gu?"
On the other side, Mo Xiaoyun, with a sinister face and his feet suspended one foot above the ground, spoke calmly.
Where he was, the light around him naturally dimmed, as if he had been swallowed up by some mysterious force.
"Fellow Taoist Xiaoyao has never been gregarious, which doesn't surprise me, but what about fellow Taoist friends from the East? As the host, it's quite strange that he is not here in the square now."
Zhu Shanjun has a kind, round face, and his earlobes hang down to his shoulders. He is tall but does not feel oppressive at all, and speaks like a spring breeze.
"Oriental goodness and the world of cause and effect are one, and there is no difference between presence and absence. If you are free and in trouble later, please take care of your Taoist friends, how about you and I advancing and retreating together?"
Mo Xiaoyun suggested.
"Well, which side does Fellow Daoist Mo support?"
Zhu Shanjun asked curiously.
"If Gu Daoyou and his companions can join the rebel army, the strength of the rebel army will undergo earth-shaking changes. Troubled times have come, and this opportunity cannot be missed!"
Mo Xiaoyun said without hesitation, Zhu Shanjun understood his position.
"Indeed, this is a huge fighting force. At this juncture, Taoist Taoist Xiaoyao cannot be allowed to split the rebel army again... I will advance and retreat with you. I hope Taoist Friend Gu will not let us down."
On the high platform, Fang Yuan faced the leader of the Eight Hundred Route Rebel Army and started talking.
"Thank you all for coming today. It has been a million years since my ancestor, the Martial Saint, passed away."
When Fang Yuan opened his mouth, he first mentioned the Martial Saint Gu Xinghao with a sentimental expression, causing many leaders below who had experienced the Yiyan Mountain Rebellion to look heavy and feel sad!
"Haha, Yuanzu is manipulating people's hearts again. After so many years, he still likes to play this trick."
"If you open your mouth and recognize the descendants of the Tyrant Emperor as your ancestors, you will have to live like a dog."
"Didn't you say that you want to help us reshape our bodies? After bringing us here, there was no movement at all!"
"Don't be impatient. Don't think that he can't hear the message. Our lives are now in his hands. Those who understand the current affairs are heroes."
Fang Yuan was talking loudly, while the twelve most powerful men behind him were quietly communicating via voice transmission, scorning and disdainful in their hearts.
Although the number of the rebels is huge, looking at it, there are only a few people who can attract their attention.
What's the point of having such a force in your pocket? It's better to help them reshape their bodies as soon as possible!
"Junior brothers, you have all seen the legendary top spot."
At the edge of the square, Ba Yueming stood in front of a group of Yuanmen monks, speaking seriously.
"For this general alliance meeting of the rebel army, the legendary leader Gu Chen is undoubtedly the best candidate for the general alliance leader. I visited him yesterday. After today, we will be his subordinates!"
Many Yuanmen monks nodded their heads after hearing this, feeling anxious and excited at the same time.
What makes me anxious is that if I completely join the rebel army, my future will be uncertain.
What is exciting is that following this big man who has recently become famous throughout the Taoist world, Yuanmen has new hope!
"It's a pity that Junior Brother Yuan doesn't understand people well and is obsessed with it. He insists on following a guy whose origins are unclear."
Ba Yueming successfully found a bright future for Yuanmen. While feeling emotional, he couldn't help but think of poor Yuan Gangyi.
He asked him to come with him, but he refused without any room for negotiation!
"Everyone has his or her own ambitions, and you can't force them."
"Perhaps there is something remarkable about the people that Junior Brother Yuan follows."
The other brothers were joking, and at this moment, a plain voice sounded.
"Please give way."
Someone from behind wanted to squeeze in. Many Yuanmen monks looked back and were stunned.
The one who came was Dongfang Shan, one of the four Taoist ancestors of the rebel army, whom they had met before.
But what surprised them was that the person next to him looked exactly like the legendary leader on the high platform, except that he was dressed in white and had a distinct temperament!
Everyone didn't know the details, so they subconsciously moved out of the way, and Gu Chen walked slowly past.
"Huh? It's you."
Gu Chen recognized Ba Yueming and the others, and casually reminded: "Next, stay away from the square, so as not to accidentally hurt you."
A group of people from Yuanmen were confused. Gu Chen didn't say anything more and strode towards the center of the square, his body gradually lit up with golden light!
A terrifying and extremely domineering aura slowly escaped from his body, making all the monks wherever he passed tremble with fear and subconsciously avoid it!
"This breath..."
Dongfang Shan, who was following him, suddenly shrank his pupils. This was not only the aura of Tyrant Blood, it seemed?!
