I saw golden snakes dancing wildly on the horizon, and countless sword lights coming from all directions, especially from the north and south. They were faintly divided into two major forces, and they quickly gathered in the middle.
The Golden Ring Demon Lord sighed: "I'm afraid this is a grand gathering of cultivators rarely seen in foreign lands for thousands of years. Only the emergence of artifacts will make the entire cultivation world crazy. Let's go!" The three of them flew to the giant tree and hid again.
There are six to seven hundred cultivators in the sky. There are about two hundred righteous cultivators led by an old man in gray. On the other side are more than two hundred evil cultivators led by a middle-aged man.
The two groups of people met in mid-air, and both stopped at the same time. Several masters flew out from both sides.
Long Danjiang asked the Golden Ring Demon Lord in a low voice: "Who are they? Are they going to have a fight before the artifact is born?"
The Demon King of the Golden Ring said: "Here are the righteous cultivators led by Xi Langgong, the leader of the foreign land; the middle-aged man on the other side is the evil cultivator led by the evil leader Fenglei Zhenjun from the foreign land. It seems that these two groups of people are going to
If there is a big move, let’s just sit back and watch.”
When the "Five Tigers of the Demon Sect" and others saw True Lord Fenglei arriving with people from the evil sect, they naturally flew over.
When Zhenjun Fenglei saw the five men coming with his men, he hurriedly greeted them and said: "It is a great honor for me that the five seniors can arrive at this time. I should leave the affairs here to the seniors."
"It's better for you to take command. It's okay for the five of us to have a fight. When it comes to commanding people, we are amateurs. However, when we grab the 'Whip of the God of War', it will be taken away by us. The Demon Lord is not interested in this."
We attach great importance to the birth of the God of War’s Whip, and have specially sent a message to our five brothers." said the thin man among the five tigers of the Demon Sect.
Hearing that the "Whip of the God of War" was to be handed over to them, the eyes of all the evil cultists brought by True Monarch Feng Lei showed anger. However, because the difference in cultivation level was too great, they could only dare to be angry but dare not speak out.
"Senior, that artifact is indeed of no use to the juniors and others. Even if you put it in your hands, you will be guilty of it. It is best to be able to honor the Demon Lord!" Zhenjun Fenglei said with a smile.
"Senior, Mr. Xilang is here. I'm going to take a look, so I won't accompany you." After seeing several people coming from the opposite side, Zhenjun Fenglei said to the "Five Tigers of the Demon Sect".
A dozen cultivators came out from Duke Xilang's side, all of whom were masters of cultivation after the Immortal Stage, and one of them was a master who had already entered the Mahayana Stage.
After Zhenjun Fenglei bid farewell to the "Five Tigers of the Demon Sect", he personally led his men and flew to the opposite side of Duke Xilang.
Fenglei Zhenjun has a very peculiar appearance, with a very high forehead, a deeply sunken bone between his eyebrows, a pair of piercing eyes sunken deeply under the brow bone, a high nose bridge, extremely thick lips, and very rare hair, half of which is
White, half black, hanging down to the waist, with two handlebar mustaches, wearing a large black robe, with his hands folded in the sleeves, his bulky style is naturally revealed.
Long Danjiang was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that Lord Fenglei's temperament was so special. Compared with Lord Xilang, his aura was definitely not inferior.
Immortal Fenglei was followed closely by a dozen cultivators, all of whom were the most powerful masters of the evil sect.
The Purple Python Demon Lord, who had been hiding and silent all this time, sneaked into the place where the Golden Ring Demon Lord, Long Danjiang and others were, and said: "It's strange, the birth of this artifact has shocked all the worlds, why didn't I notice the people in the Shura Realm at all?
The news is that even the aura of the hidden demon king cannot be sensed."
The Golden Ring Demon King said: "If they want to disappear, you and I have to suppress our skills and cannot fully use them. If we want to sense them, it will be difficult to detect them."
At this time, Zhenjun Feng Lei glanced at the group of people like Xilang Gong, and he was slightly stunned, thinking: "Good guy, Xilang Gong is so proud that he has found all the famous masters in the cultivation world in foreign lands. It seems like this
You have to be careful, or you may suffer big losses. Fortunately, I have the 'Five Tigers of the Demon Sect' who just joined here, otherwise it would be miserable."
He was thinking rapidly in his mind when the voice of the thin man from the Five Tigers of Demon Sect rang in his ears: "Zhenjun Feng Lei, there are actually three immortals among the other party!"
A glint flashed in Zhenjun Fenglei's eyes, his face was expressionless, and he nodded slightly.
Xi Langgong laughed loudly and said: "Great Immortal Fengling, it's been a long time. It seems that the Tianluo Mountain competition we agreed on a hundred years ago is ahead of schedule. Haha, although the time is a little rushed, with so many masters participating, it can be regarded as a big one in the world of cultivation.
It’s a grand event.”
In the world of cultivation, there are not many people who dare to call Lord Fenglei the Great Immortal of Fenglei. Most cultivators respectfully call him "Old God".
Master Fenglei secretly complained in his heart. He was a little confused about the depth of Mr. Xilang. He could invite an immortal, so why fight? He smiled and said: "Master Xilang, the artifact is about to be born, let's fight now... Haha, I'm afraid
This Storm Mountain is doomed. I don't care. I can't be bothered whether I do evil or not. My fate is up to me! No matter how you plan to compete, I, Feng Lei, will definitely accompany you." His tone was extremely strong.
The Purple Python Demon Lord was secretly amused. He knew that True Lord Fenglei was guilty as soon as he heard this. If True Lord Fenglei was not timid, he would definitely not mention that Storm Mountain is over and done with.
The Purple Python Demon Lord is not worried about people like Zhenjun Fenglei and Xilang Gong right now. He is worried about the other realms and the hidden demon kings who have never shown up, and why the Holy Lord has not arrived yet, and he has not been able to do anything about it until now.
Knowing their situation, I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
Mr. Xilang said: "The Great Immortal Fengling is so courageous. Since we are fighting for the artifact, we will fight you to death now. When the artifact comes out later, everyone will be exhausted, and the artifact will give others an advantage in vain..."
Immediately after hearing this, Zhenjun Fenglei understood that this meant fighting for the artifact based on one's ability first, and then competing.
What Mr. Xilang said was exactly what he wanted, but he was still a little confused in his heart. He didn't understand why Mr. Xilang made such a suggestion when he had such an advantage. After much deliberation, he couldn't figure out why.
Only Duke Xilang and a few others knew that there was an immortal watching from the side. This fight was not easy to fight. Once a fight started, the situation would be messed up, and the people of the world would be in trouble.
Zhenjun Fenglei is also a person who can take things up and let go. He said cheerfully: "Okay! Mr. Xilang is indeed a great master. He is broad-minded and amazing. Hehe, I admire him very much. Okay, it's settled, no matter it is
Which side of you and I gets the artifact, we will compete at another time and place in the future, but here today, neither side can fight!"
"This is not enough!" A voice sounded like thunder in the sky, rumbling and shocking, and there were echoes of "not enough" and "not enough" all around.
As soon as this sound came out, everyone was shocked, and all the cultivators looked towards the place where the sound came from.
I saw a white-robed scholar flying over with a stunning woman wielding a sword. His cool and calm demeanor instantly made people less eager to fight.
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