With the blessing of countless legends, it has attracted countless practitioners, even ancient immortals and Buddhas...

"Don't be careless during this trip. Everything must be done as ordered!"

Hei Baizi glanced at the many disciples and looked solemn, and all the martial arts masters bowed in response.

"Jilei Mountain is not far away. You guys should go down and get ready. This trip is difficult. Don't be stingy with the magic treasures and talismans. Don't be afraid of damage. Your sect will repair it!"

Han Jun said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

Then all the disciples went back one after another.

"Jilei Mountain has become a place that attracts everyone's attention, but I don't know what the masters can do?"

Han Jun glanced at Hei Baizi.

Although both of them are not favored by their respective sects, Black and White's status is obviously much higher than his own, and he is also familiar with all kinds of secrets.

"Things are done secretly, so don't be surprised, Brother Han."

Hei Baizi looked unmoved and still shook his head:

"No matter what back-ups you masters have, it has nothing to do with us. We can just pretend that they don't exist and do our best to make them happen."

"Haha~"

Han Jun smiled softly and didn't say much else.

Although the two exchanged few words, the Gan Gang giant ship escaped so fast that a moment later, Ji Lei Mountain was already visible to the naked eye.

"so many people?"

Even though he had expected it, Hei Baizi couldn't help but frown at this moment.

The majestic sacred mountain stands a hundred thousand miles away. The mountain is huge and covered by fog, making it difficult to see the lineup. However, at the foot of the mountain, there are cities.

And, battleships and fairy boats.

At a glance, there were dozens of people with as strong aura as the two of them, and there were hundreds and thousands of people who were inferior!

even……

"There is a great supernatural power master!"

"There is more than one great supernatural power master!"

Hei Baizi and Han Jun looked at each other in unison, and both saw the fear in each other's eyes.

Great supernatural power masters are rare in all realms. Qian Gangzong is called the first realm of the Ten Tribulations, but in fact, apart from the ten major sects, there are only a few great supernatural power masters.

Among the dozen or so people, only half of them were born in Gangang in the true sense...

And in this Ji Lei Mountain, there are no less than three great supernatural power lords among the two of them...

"That's not good!"

Black and White's eyelids twitched slightly, vaguely aware that something was wrong.

Jilei Mountain is certainly famous, but in today's sky and sea, there are as many immortal mountains and blessed places as a feather on a cow, so there shouldn't be so many great supernatural power masters gathered there, right?

"I'm just afraid that something big will happen..."

The two of them looked at each other and stepped into the void in unison. They left the instructions for the disciples to guard the giant ship and arrived at the foot of Ji Lei Mountain.

At the foot of Jilei Mountain, there are several majestic cities that have a sense of age. At a glance, they have at least hundreds of years of history.

But at this moment, these cities are not very lively, and even a little deserted.

"Two more are here!"

Hei Baizi raised his eyes and saw a down-and-out middle-aged man sitting by the window of a restaurant not far away, drinking, with a somewhat indifferent look on his face.

"I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist?"

Han Jun slightly arched his hands.

Those who practice to the realm of the Eight Extremes can be called giants in Qiangang or any other world.

Even if Qiangangjie does not count the practice of Qi training, there are only a few Baji masters who have achieved pure level cultivation.

But at this moment, he realized that there were more than ten of them, and they were all the real Eight Extremes Lords!

"nameless."

The down-and-out middle-aged man gave a false name without even raising an eyelid:

"Where are you from? You are not from Tianhai, right?"

"Qian Gang, Hei Baizi, Han Jun."

The two men, Black and White, looked at each other and gave their names.

In order to prevent the killing curse, most practitioners rarely give their real names, and the two of them are no exception.

Heibaizi and Han Jun were originally their pseudonyms.

"Qian Gang? It seems that you have heard something about it. Judging from the expressions of the two of you, it seems that you are quite famous?"

The depressed middle-aged man who called himself Wuming muttered something and immediately ignored the two of them.

"I dare to ask my friend, why is this city so deserted?"

Both Black and White didn't care about the middle-aged attitude.

The Qiangang Realm is indeed famous, but in the universe, the sky and the earth are like sands of sand, and apart from the Tianhai Realm, there is no great world that everyone knows about.

"If people like you and I gather here, how many brave people would dare to stay here?"

Wuming laughed:

"For more than eighty years, those who could escape in these cities have long since escaped, and those who cannot escape naturally do not dare to show their faces..."

"this……"

Black and White frowned slightly.

The Qiangang Cultivation Circle has been ruling the secular world for millions of years. Under the rules of the ten major immortal sects, the two can get along harmoniously.

I didn’t expect that Tianhai would be...

"Unknown Taoist Friend..."

"opened!"

Hei Baizi wanted to ask something else, but he saw the unknown middle-aged man suddenly dropped his wine gourd and flew into the sky.

"Um?!"

The two raised their heads.

But I saw thousands of rainbow lights rising into the sky from the cities and warships, and all flying towards Jilei Mountain where the fog was gradually dissipating.

"Jilei Mountain has only been open for 20 years. If you miss today, you will have to wait another 20 years!"

Hearing the unknown middle-aged voice in their ears, the expressions of Hei and Heizi changed slightly, and they did not care whether it was true or not.

As the city's cultivators submerged themselves into the drifting mist.

In just a few seconds, several cities that were still making sounds suddenly became as cold as ghost towns.

"Why doesn't this fellow Taoist move?"

In the teahouse in a corner of the city, Yang Yu looked at Jilei Mountain blankly, and heard a somewhat surprised voice in his ears.

"Fellow Taoist, haven't you moved yet?"

Yang Yu dropped the tea cup

In the small teahouse, there were three people who had never followed the practitioners in the city, and the one who spoke was one of them.

He has a slender body, a tall crown, and a somewhat elegant look. At this moment, he is playing with a small seal and looking at another person:

"Why don't fellow Taoists move?"

"Seeing that you are not moving, I am not moving either. Why, can't it be done?"

The voice was as loud as a bell. He was a huge man with a tall body, about ten feet tall. His complexion was yellowish and his eyes were like copper bells:

"A certain family of gold and copper, Wu Na Taoist, boy, how do you call me?"

"It's easy to talk about."

The middle-aged man playing with Xiaoyin smiled slightly and looked at the back of Yang Yu's head with deep eyes:
Chapter completed!