In the world of cultivation, catastrophe is still brewing and the storm is surging.

Especially the central holy realm of the human race.

The conflict between local monks and the four saint monks is becoming more and more intense.

The big men of the ancestors and the big men of two and a half steps were no longer moving, and they were all living in seclusion and never born, but the younger generations below seemed to have received orders and fought hard.

This initial fight must have been a big and small conflict, but when there are too many cultivators on the other side, it becomes a mortal world and is difficult to resolve.

So, like snowballs, more and more people became.

Among these two forces, there are many chaotic and complex minor alliances. There are rumors that behind some minor alliance leaders, there are some supporters of the Zu boss, but no one knows the real situation. This is an era of rumors flying all over the sky.

One of these small alliances is called the Foreign Resistance Alliance!

The alliance to resist foreign aggression is one of the local forces and its strength is not large or small.

The place where the old nest is located is an oasis called white-haired oasis. Because in most places, there is a plant called white-haired reed growing in this oasis. From the sky, the earth is particularly white.

Honoring Wangshan is the real place of the alliance between foreign enemies.

From the outside, this mountain is naturally covered with clouds and fog, but after entering, there is a unique mountainous world, about hundreds of miles away.

It seems not big, but at least there are thousands of monks, and there are many masters in the middle and late stages of the people.

On this day, there were many heroes gathering in the main hall of the mountains.

Eight middle and late stage monks of the Supreme Man sat on both sides, and on the deepest throne was a fat man.

The man looked middle-aged, tall and fat, fair skin, and looked very rich. He was wearing a purple brocade robe, like a man with a happy smile on his face.

This person is the leader of the foreign alliance - Lin Zunyou, who is in the late stage of the Zhiren period.

"My fellow Taoists, I believe you already know the purpose of my call to you."

Lin Zunyou said carelessly, his voice was rough.

Most of them nodded.

Seeing someone wondering, a short old man in the middle stage of the supreme state introduced: "Eight years later, there will be an auction meeting once every five thousand years on our oasis, with good standards. At that time, there will be a large number of monks participating."

Everyone is oh no.

"That's great. This time, I must grab it for fun!"

A red-haired man in the middle of the supreme period said excitedly.

"Brother Red-haired, pay attention to your words!"

When Lin Zunyou heard this, he gave him a little dissatisfied glance and said angrily: "What are you trying to rob? We are fighting for the local area and spread it out. I thought we were a group of robbers."

"I understand, understand, brother Taoism teaches me that fighting for the local area has always spared no effort."

The red-haired man said with a strange smile.

Most of the other monks laughed strangely.

Lin Zunyou laughed himself, his smile a little unfathomable, as if he was really just a leader of a force who was scrambling for fishing.

"Since everyone has no objection, then this vow must be established!"

After a while, Lin Zunyou looked a little more serious and said, "According to our old rules, since we don't force everyone to stay in this alliance all the time, then we have to make an oath to do a job, do you have no objection, right?"

"Can!"

"No problem!"

Everyone nodded.

Lin Zunyou said with satisfaction: "It's still the same thing as before. Follow my orders and do not plan with each other. I will distribute the things I finally grab in fair way. If there is a great benefit, everyone will bid for the fairy jade they get, and the credit will be distributed to the other seven people..."

It took a long time to spread the situation. Although it was a loose alliance, there were a lot of concerns about every aspect.

"Everyone, swear!"

After the words came to an end, Lin Zunyou said coldly.

When everyone heard this, one after another, they made oaths, and the sounds of thunder rolled across the sky.

Soon, seven thunder sounds rolled over, and all the monks' eyes fell on the monks sitting at the end of their right hand.

This person is a female monk, with a tall and fat figure, and is really fat, like a wooden barrel or a small mountain of meat.

But from the face, he was a girl with fair skin as white as snow, his eyes were brighter, and his eyebrows were well-shaped. If he lost all his body, he would definitely be a stunning girl.

He is said to be wearing an apricot and yellow silk skirt and a belt tied waist, which is at the mid-stage level.

Sitting there with a steady and cold look.

Seeing that everyone seemed to him, the woman opened her mouth and said, "I can't stand it, I'm not a human race."

The tone is straightforward!

The sound is humming!

"Everyone, have I been in seclusion for too long? Since this fellow Taoist is not a human race, what is his intention to get involved in the battle between our local people and the Four Saints?"

An old woman in black immediately said sternly, and her eyes when she looked at the tall and fat girl began to change.

"Of course it's to snatch things up, who cares about your local and the Four Saints' slightest troubles!"

The fat tall girl said arrogantly.

She is quite reasonable!

When everyone heard this, their faces turned black. Some people thought it was true. Since everyone came together to snatch things up, what does it matter if the monks from other races came in?

The tall and fat girl looked at the short old man who was on the head, who was the one who was talking to before.

"Everyone-"

The short old man stood up, shouted loudly, attracted attention, and continued, "I introduced this fellow Taoist Feng. She had joined forces with me for a while, and I did tell her that when I came here, the main purpose was to join forces to grab some resources for cultivation..."

At the end of the conversation, the old man became embarrassed.

Everyone's faces were darker.

Lin Zunyou on the throne also rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and said to the girl: "Since my fellow Taoist is here, I will naturally not drive you away. I can feel that you are indeed not a human monk, so you can make a vow from your own clan."

"I can't stand it!"

The fat girl gave three words directly like a scoundrel.

“Why?”

"I am a group of alien spirits in the world, non-human race, non-monster beast, non-heaven demon, and non-hundred races. I have no vow to restrain me!"

The fat tall girl replied arrogantly.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't help but look at the woman carefully again, but of course they couldn't see anything.

"I dare to ask fellow Taoist, what kind of alien spirit transforms into shape?"

The red-haired man asked, his face becoming fierce.

"Are you planning to deal with me when you ask me about my roots?"

The fat girl asked angrily, her eyes shooting away like an arrow.

The red-haired man couldn't speak.

When we get here, the conversation can't continue.
Chapter completed!