Dan Qingsheng stopped the urge to take advantage of the situation. He watched Zhang Sanfeng squirting blood and flew up, sneering in his heart: "What a joke? They have a low-class disciples and three or four hundred people. The magic weapon of the Mi Liang and Mi An brothers just restrained us. They will lose if they fight. It's better to watch the fun."

The old man Wuqiu was trembling all over and asked in surprise: "Zhang Zhenren, who are those two?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly, layer by layer of golden light flew out, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "They call themselves the Qinglong Warrior General and the Xuanwu Warrior General, and have been chasing the old madman for several months. Damn, they have succeeded this time. You must be careful, the Qinglong and I have fought head-on, although it seems that their skills are just the same as mine, but he seems to have hidden a lot of power and should not be underestimated."

As he was talking here, the green and black light flew back from a faraway place again, and the heavy voice roared: "Zhang Sanfeng, take another blow to us."

Mi Liang roared to the sky and raised her hand. A warm and colorful scoop of water flew out with a warm color and colorful luster. The water spool grew in the wind as soon as it escaped, and then turned into tens of thousands of layers of water waves, rippling layer by layer in the air. The little bit of sunlight leaking from the sky was immediately scattered by the water waves into countless rainbows. From the ground, the whole sky was colorful and beautiful.

Dan Qingsheng, Fairy Fei immediately took the colleagues behind him and retreated for about a mile. They were all people who knew the goods and knew that this was the soft water cover of Tianshui Xuanmu. The things left by the ancient daffodils were not something that the current cultivators could resist, even the scattered immortals could not do.

The sound of slight blisters shattering in the air, dripping, as if the tiny ice cubes collided with each other. Colorful light shone, the scene in the sky suddenly changed, and the blue light flashed, and images of strange fish appeared in the surging water waves. Some of these strange fish were covered with armor, some were as huge as dragons, with endless strange shapes, rushing back and forth in the water waves, which looked very scary.

The Qinglong Warrior and the Xuanwu Warrior stopped wisely and looked at the ripples in front from afar. The Xuanwu Warrior swayed the Xuanhua giant axe in his hand and smiled sinisterly: "Children, do you dare to rely on ancient magic weapons to gesture? If you have the ability, come out and compete with your uncle... I am the Xuanwu Warrior and are ordered to kill Zhang Sanfeng. You and others must not mislead themselves, so you should retreat quickly."

Overseas monks looked quietly. They didn't know the origin of the Qinglong Warrior General and Xuanwu Warrior General. However, since they had a marriage with Zhang Sanfeng, this should be their own way. No matter what, if they conflicted, they would be more convenient for themselves, right? Dan Qingsheng glanced at Fairy Fei and shook his head gently: "If the gift from the monk and Taoist rebel was not too heavy, why would I come to the Central Plains to tread this muddy water? Now, before the masters of the Central Plains came out, we had lost the Biyouzi, Canghaisheng... the future was unpredictable!"

Mi An waved his hand and spread the shiny ray of light about a long foot and flew out slowly. He said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Not like a practitioner of Taoism, but you have such a powerful true essence. The origin is definitely not simple, right? General Qinglong? General Xuanwu? Can you tell me, what are you in the background?"

The blue halberd in the Qinglong Warrior shook his hand slightly and said in a deep voice: "We are gods in heaven, not mortal cultivators... Hahahaha, we have cultivated the divine way, not the immortal way. We are killing Zhang Sanfeng because we act according to the will of heaven. How dare you not listen?"

Mi An drooped his eyes and whispered: "It's ridiculous, destiny? Destiny is there, and the world is more than just a mess. My brothers and I have seen through this destiny, so I gave up the future of the Daluo Golden Immortal and cultivated a daffodil to play with it. Isn't it nonsense for you to use destiny to suppress us?"

The heavy armor on the Xuanwu warrior's body, which was as heavy as a tortoise shell, made a sound. He jumped up suddenly and slashed at Mi An with an axe. He laughed wildly: "Yes, what does God do with his dog-normal god? Hahaha, fate, fate is bullshit... Little guy, take me an axe." With a "crack", a black electric shock flashed in the air. The Xuanhua axe and the air rubbed rapidly, making a loud buzzing sound.

Mi An raised his hand, and the foot-long shiny light flew out, and touched the Xuanhua Axe. With a dull sound, the energy was everywhere. The Xuanhua Axe was made of. Mi An didn't know what material it was made of, but Mi An's flying sword slashed up, but there was no gap at all. Instead, the light sword light could not stop the terrifying slash. The white light was shaken by more than thirty feet and turned back "dripped". The Xuanwu General's huge body was also knocked away, and a string of long smiles were scattered in the air.

The Qinglong Warrior roared in a muffled voice: "Don't play anymore, kill Zhang Sanfeng and kill all the people he has with him. Zhuque and Baihu, are you still watching the fun?"

‘Oh woo!’, ‘Ga!’, with a tiger roar, a bird sing, a red light rolled out from the void with a surging flame, and a huge fire sword slashed towards Zhang Sanfeng. In a white light, countless arc-shaped light blades shot around, and blood splattered. Where did the three hundred Emei Sect disciples have time to dodge? More than half of the people were hit by the light blade and their bodies fell into pieces.

The old Taoist of Panshi was furious and flew towards the white light. With the sword technique in his hand, huge sword energy came out loud.

A dull howling sound came from the white light: "You are not enough to see, go to die." First, a long sword was stabbed out, and the sword suddenly turned into a big sword halfway. When it was time to Rising the sky and in front of the old Taoist Panshi, the big sword turned into a huge Fangtian painting halberd. This white tiger general had the ability to transform the Taibai Golden Essence Qi at will.

The huge and sharp energy collided with the sword lights of the two sect masters of the Emei Sword Sect. The huge body of the White Tiger was immediately shocked and fell down. After smashing a large tent of the Yan Prince's Mansion, he flew up with a series of white lights. The two sect masters were in a miserable state. The sword energy they emitted was also a genus of the white gold essence. They were remotely controlled by the White Tiger and turned into sharp blades all over the sky to shoot at them. The other methods of the two had no time to use, and more than a dozen flashing golden swords were inserted into them.

Panshi's face turned pale and his blood spurted out. A total of 500 disciples of the two sects went down the mountain, but most of them were lost now. They couldn't help feeling distressed.

Mi Liang had already faced the Suzaku General, and the soft water mask gently covered the body of the Suzaku General. Mi Liang shouted confidently: "You are the body of innate true fire. You dare to break into my soft water mask, aren't you asking for death?" Using water to overcome fire is the way to innately eliminate it.

The Suzaku Warrior, who was like a big bird, let out a sharp laugh, and a golden feather suddenly shot out from his forehead. He roared: "My innate true fire body is not worthy of breaking into your soft water cover. Is this feather transformed from the ancient golden crow qualified?"

As soon as the feather came out, a second sun suddenly appeared in the sky. The strong light made many soldiers from the Yanwang Mansion scream, and they rolled on the ground with their eyes in their arms. Their eyes were almost burned. The huge heat evaporated all the water vapor within a radius of a hundred miles, and the clouds were swept away. The terrible heat that penetrated the internal organs with the skin forced the Danqingsheng, Feixian, overseas cultivators, Wuqiu, Zhang Sanfeng, and the Central Plains monks flew everywhere. The hair and beards retreated slightly slower, and all their hair and beards were on fire and burning.

The White Tiger General also screamed in shock, letting the people from the Emei Sword Sect, and fled towards Qinglong and Xuanwu in the direction where Xuanwu was. He cursed wildly: "Roasted Bird, you set fire, didn't you deliberately torture me Baihu? My innate real gold energy was burned away by your fire... Qinglong, Xuanwu is not afraid of fire, I can't stand it... Fuck you!"

Zhuque laughed thrilled with pride, and a layer of golden flame was shrouded in his body. Gradually, the phantom of a strange bird appeared from his body. The bird with seven red feathers as bright as blood on its head made a harsh roar towards the sky, and the heat in the air increased by more than ten times.

The camp of the Yan Prince's Mansion below was panicked. Zhu Di took the lead and fled in a panic with more than 100,000 troops. Ma He waved his long sword and desperately urged the soldiers to run with Zhu Di. Zhu Li held the Fang Tian Hua Ji and cursed in the sky, both scolding Zhang Sanfeng and the Zhuque general. After a while, Zhu Li didn't have the strength to curse. He turned around and fled in a panic. Blue smoke had already emerged from the tent beside him, and it was about to catch fire.

When Zhuque saw the underground army of Yan Prince's Mansion running towards the east, he couldn't help but laugh proudly. He did not continue to activate the innate true fire in his body, but waited for the army to escape ten miles away, and then he shouted a loud reprimand, and the true energy in his body burst out.

With a sniffle, the nearby forests of the Yan Prince's Mansion on the ground were all burning, and some stones with less hard texture exploded and gradually melted. The Vermilion Bird General screamed and slashed at Mi Liang's soft water cover with a sword. The feathers transformed from the ancient golden crow turned into billions of pieces, wrapped around the Vermilion Bird General, and fell down towards the soft water cover with a floating shadow. The phantom of the strange bird even rose thousands of feet of flames, opened its mouth and shot out a series of golden and bright fire streams.

The evaporation of the water vapor sounded in succession, and the phantom of the monsters in the water waves covered the thousands of acres of water waves made a long and deafening howl. Azure blue ripples emanated from them, and with extremely powerful force, counterattacked the flames emitted by the Vermilion Bird. The water and fire were ruthless, the flames were surging, and the water waves overwhelmed. The white steam in the sky gathered into clouds more than a hundred miles away, and was illuminated by the flames and blue water light.

Zhuque smiled grimly. After the long sword in his hand split dozens of feet of water waves, the people and swords bounced back by the waves. He sneered, waved his hand and put away the sword, hugged it with his hands together, and formed a circle with his ten fingers, surrounded by milky white flames. He roared in a low voice: "There are ten days of heaven, and the world will be destroyed."

Qinglong, White Tiger, and Xuanwu immediately turned around and ran away when they flew to the east regardless of everything. The white tiger was still roaring angrily: "Zu Bi, are you really trying your best?... Ten Days of Destruction of Heaven, do you really dare to use it?"

The nine-wheeled golden light emanated from Zhuque's hand, and ten-wheeled suns appeared in the sky at the same time. Mi Liang and Mi An trembled, screamed in surprise, put away the soft water cover, and turned around and left: "Dear colleagues, retreat quickly... The Nine-Sun Demon Soul shot by the great god Houyi is in his hands... This is the ancient sun true fire, which cannot be matched by human power."

With a "hiss", more than fifty low-level disciples of the Emei Sword Sect had turned into smoke and evaporated. All the monks ran wildly around, and no one dared to face the killer of Zhuque head-on. The sky was full of brilliant golden light. Anyone who accidentally looked at the sky immediately became blind. Even their eyes were evaporated by the extremely strong light.

Zhuque was suspended in the air with a reserved look, with dazzling golden lights wrapped around his body. He sighed slightly and pressed his hands down to the ground: "It's boring, is it so big in the Central Plains, is there no rivals?...Du, destroy!" The nine strong golden lights emitted a "huhh" roar of wind, and together with the billions of golden feathers, shot towards the ground at the same time.

"Boom", the whole earth trembled. A huge mushroom cloud soared into the air. Everything within a radius of three miles turned into powder, and the hard ground was peeled off three meters deep. A cluster of scorching magma, the fireballs were striking around, and the forests, grasslands, and lakes five or six miles away were all attracted by the terrible fireballs. A circle of red flames spread wildly around. Wherever they went, everything was transformed and nothing could survive. Even the thousands of years of rocks were melted.

Zhuque gasped for a few sudden sounds, and his body slowly landed on the ground. After a long time, he looked at the empty sky, the ground melted into glass, and suddenly burst into violent laughter. "Ah! Hahahahahahahaha! Who is my opponent? Roar! Zhang Sanfeng, do you dare to take my move? Zhang Sanfeng? Zhang Sanfeng? You, where did you go? Come out and come out... Roar! Don't you dare to fight this general to the decisive battle?"

With a "clang" sound, the huge long sword was unsheathed again. He raised his sword toward the sky, and a flame evaporated. The sky seemed to be burned, revealing a blue hole, and a faint black light flashed inside. The power of the sky fire was as strong as this.

No one paid attention to him, Qinglong and the other two flew back, floating far away in the sky and watching Zhuque show their power. Xuanwu whispered in his mouth: "This foolish bird, he actually used all his strength to scare away two daffodils. Now, we can only go back, otherwise the masters of the Central Plains would probably run out to fight us."

Baihu waved his arm dissatisfiedly, pushed away the anger in front of him, and whispered: "This stupid bird, he is simply a stupid pig. If we had used all our strength, we would have killed Zhang Sanfeng long ago. Why did we have been entangled for so long? Isn't it because we dare not reveal our breath? Now, he can scare away two daffodils. If all the masters of the Central Plains come out to make things difficult for us, it would be strange if he didn't have all the hair on his body pulled out."

Qinglong sneered, and the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand turned into a green light and merged into his body. "Forget it, it's no big deal. We shouldn't have come out this time. The matter here will not work for us. Isn't it just Baihu and Zhuque clamoring to come to Central Plains to watch the fun? Now the fun has passed, so go back honestly. Those uncivilized idiots are still waiting for us to train. I really hope they have picked enough huge stones, otherwise if the stones are not enough, I will kill their king."

It seems that Qinglong is the highest among the four. As soon as he opened his mouth, the white tiger with complaints was not afraid to speak. After a pause, Qinglong shouted in a deep voice: "Four phases, twenty-eight constellations, come out and gather the remaining souls of the dead monks here. Let's go back. Zhuque, stop making trouble. You almost destroyed the army of the Yan Prince's Mansion with one blow just now. If you dare to go crazy, I will ruin your Taoist practice."

Zhuque shook all over, immediately put away his anger, flew up honestly, and floated beside Qinglong. The light flashed in the air, and twenty-eight men who were also wearing armor, but were obviously smaller than Qinglong and the other four appeared in the air. They formed a wonderful formation, and huge magic power fluctuations were emitted. The dissipated residual souls were dragged out from the underworld and sucked into the vermilion crystal ball in their hands.

"Haha, hehe, hehe!" Qinglong laughed a few times: "But no matter what, at least we know the strength of the Central Plains monks. Those who are at the level of scattered immortals, two or three are not the opponents of the four of us. If we form the Tianxing Formation, we can kill twenty people at the level of scattered immortals, let alone the power of the master... But you must be careful, the legendary famous sects such as the Tibetan Dragon and Crouching Tiger, Kunlun Mountain, and Zhongnan Mountain should not be underestimated, and we must not be careless."

Thirty-two flowing lights cut through the sky, leaving Qinglong's dull voice in the air: "Zhang Sanfeng is seriously injured, it's not worth worrying. Those sent to chase him can stop. This time we have a lot of losses, and I will not allow such casualties again in the future. Our manpower is limited, and one casualty is a huge loss."

Baihu said softly: "Qinglong, when we come again, it will be time for the entire Central Plains to fall into our hands?"

Xuanwu smiled with a smirk: "That's natural. As long as the master can enter the Central Plains, the Central Plains monks will be vulnerable."

A cruel and crazy laughter echoed in the air. Under the setting sun, the basin bombarded by the Vermillion Bird had slowly condensed, as bright and bright as glass.

Mi Liang and Mi An protected Wu Qi, Zhang Sanfeng and others with ugly expressions to a valley a hundred miles away. Zhang Sanfeng struggled to get up and bowed to all the monks in front of him. All the monks were panicked and quickly helped him up. Old Wu Qi smiled bitterly: "Zhang Zhenren, you are just being a dissatisfied. Eliminating disasters for the world is what we should do. Why do you need to bow? Alas, it's a pity that the old man's Taoism is too shallow, and he really can't help too many people in the world."

The two sect masters of Litian and Panshi almost cried when they looked at the disciples who were only scattered behind them, but they still shocked their minds and said reluctantly: "Yes, Senior Wu Qi is right. What we are doing is to do for heaven. No matter how serious the casualties are, there will be no regrets."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the two of them with a little shame, shook his head and sighed: "Zhang Crazy entered the Tao with martial arts. His inexplicable cultivation of Taoism has reached this level. None of his disciples have obtained the true teachings, and no one of his subordinates can be used. What can you do? This time he attacked Mount Emei, set fire to burn the back mountain of Mount Emei, alarmed the two sect leaders, thanks to the two unabandoned, and all the elites of the portal came out to stop this catastrophe. Who knew that this would end? Zhang Sanfeng, the crime is of great great consequence..."

Lie Tian, ​​Pan Shi had nothing to say. The Yi Sect of the Emei Sword Sect and the Shen Sect were destroyed. The rest were some disciples who had just entered the door and had no deep Taoist practice. They really couldn't speak the scene now. Thinking of the most important thing they need to consider after returning to the mountain was how to inherit the Taoist tradition, the two of them were dizzy. Pan Shi and the others kept comforting themselves: "Fortunately, fortunately, the most proud disciples were left on the mountain. Otherwise, today, our Yi Sect and Shen Sect would almost be completely destroyed. If we want to restore our vitality, it would be rare to have four or five hundred years of hard work."

This time, he completely taught the two sect leaders of the Emei Sect, that is: "Subordinates, don't interfere with the battle between practitioners who have a very different degree of degree. Even if the 'Ten Thousand Swords Zhuxian Formation' is said to be able to annihilate the immortals, he did kill a sanxian, but those disciples' personal abilities are too weak, and the sanxian's counterattack before death is simply unbearable."

The other casual cultivators invited by the two sect leaders of the Emei Sect, when they saw the Emei Sect look like this, they felt sad for a moment and couldn't speak.

Mi Liang hesitated for a while and finally sighed. Their brothers had been in the Hidden Water Palace under the deep sea for more than a thousand years and did not understand the relationship between the accident. This time it was not invited by the two sect leaders of the Emei Sect. They immediately returned to the deep sea after being a guest. Seeing Zhang Sanfeng and others' expressions as if they were dead, Mi Liang racked his brains and finally said: "Zhang Zhenren, we must stop this war, but now that you are seriously injured, why not pause for a moment."

Mi An nodded, waved his hand and a light of water hit Zhang Sanfeng, stopping the true energy that was running around in his body, and shook his head and said, "Brother is right. Zhang Zhenren's injuries are too serious, and the injuries of Senior Wu Qi are not easy. You might as well go to our Lanyuan Palace, where there are natural spiritual medicines and are particularly abundant. You should take care of your injuries first. We invite fellow workers to force the King of Yan Zhu Di to withdraw. What's the point of Zhang Zhenren's wish?"

Zhang Sanfeng and Wu Qi looked at me, I looked at you, raised my hand, my arms were so limp that they seemed to be disabled. Where could I use my strength? The two of them nodded helplessly.

The old Taoist Lietian grabbed his beard with trouble, sighed, and looked full of regret: "What a pity, it's a pity that Yiyuan Sect has sealed the mountain and been in seclusion for a hundred years. The human power of the Great Five Elements Extinction Formation is extremely difficult to break, especially as fellow practitioners, we are embarrassed to forcibly attack, and we cannot attack. Otherwise, if the five elders of Yiyuan are willing to come forward... after the order, all major sects will sell their face to send masters. If we gather hundreds of masters, are we still afraid of overseas cultivators?"

The old Taoist Panshi glanced at the old Taoist Ritian and sneered: "Absurd, you don't know the temper of the Yiyuan Sect. They are too lazy to be like the pigs in the pigpen. When they take in an apprentice, the eldest brother forced the second brother down the mountain, and the second brother pushed the third brother to the third brother. In the end, Chen Songzi ran down the mountain three times in a daze. Every time he searched for four successors to go up the mountain, you want to invite them, it would be strange if they were willing to go out."

The old Taoist Lietian was so angry that he blew his beard: "No matter what, Yiyuan Sect is always one of the decent leaders. If we come to invite him, then Qingquan Zhenren can't save us, right? Although their seniority is higher than ours and their cultivation is only in the stage of transformation of the gods, their Yiyuan Sect has some powerful magic weapons. If they are willing to take action, they can barely match the cultivation of a scattered immortal... If those three old men were alarmed, the Qinglong and White Tiger would probably not be their opponent."

Panshi suddenly competed with the old Taoist Lietian. He shouted with saliva: "You are right, do you have right? Then we can invite them too! Even if we ask, it is a question of how many people they can invite. Yiyuan Sect is lazy every generation than the next. Even those good-looking sects have not moved for more than a hundred years and have not seen each other for three days. This favor is discounted. Especially Kunlun and Zhongnan, who do not want to be the leader of the orthodox sect themselves? It is better to go to Kunlun Mountain to find the heads of the East and West Kunlun to visit Kunlun Mountain."

The old man Wu Qi coughed and scolded: "You don't have to talk about other people's shortcomings behind your back. You don't know the temper of Yiyuan Sect. This time it was just a hundred years of closure. One thousand seven hundred years ago, their ancestors also practiced Taoism for five hundred years... Hum, Hum, the old man is not saying bad things about their Yiyuan Sect. You go and invite them out. The five people in Yiyuan Sect, plus twelve disciples, are useless, and the number of people is too small."

Touching his chin, the wrinkles on the old man Wu Qi's face were almost torn apart. He said in a deep voice: "If you want to be serious, Zhang Zhenren and I will go to the Lanyuan Palace of the two brothers Mi to recuperate. Don't rush to find someone. Go back to Mount Emei to spread your Taoist tradition first. If you two have a few things, at least the Yisect and Shensect will not be out of bounds. This is serious."

Li Tian, ​​Pan Shi was so angry that his beard was trembling. How did this old guy speak?

The old man Wuqi pointed out a middle-aged man with a complexion of Yin and Yang, and said, "Yin and Yang scholar, you can work hard. I know that your ancestor, Old Man Xuanyin, and Taoist Yichen, the head of Dong Kunlun, are friends. You go and invite Taoist Yichen out of the mountain. Although their Kunlun School is indeed not as good as the Yiyuan Sect, there are many people, and this strength is several times stronger than the Yiyuan Sect."

The Yin-Yang Scholar took the order and bowed to agree. The old man Wuqi sighed and shook his head repeatedly and said, "To be honest, who is not a knot in the major orthodox sects? On the surface, everyone calls brothers and brothers, and they are waiting for others to decline behind them... People's hearts are not old!... Yin-Yang Scholar, I tell you, don't pass by Xi Kunlun, otherwise you will definitely have big trouble. The old master of Xi Kunlun's heart is waiting for Yichen to die, so you can take over the position of the head of the general sect by yourself. Don't provoke him."

The Yin-Yang Scholar frowned and sighed to the sky: "Forget it, I'll go around from the north and don't pass through Xi Kunlun."

The old man Wu Qi's expression suddenly moved. He quickly took out a pill and threw it into his mouth. After calming the blood and energy in his body, he sent it one by one: "Daoist Huang Que, you have to work harder. Go to Zhongnanshan to find their leader Wuyin. Anyway, you have to bring me some masters out. It is best to borrow the Qingxin Zhong from Zhongnanshan to use it. This treasure plus two masters in the Nascent Soul stage can at least restrain the power of a scattered immortal. You can't be careless."

At that moment, the old man Wuqi sent more than a dozen people to ask them to send experts to support each major sect. What is particularly rare is that he could clearly explain the friendship and incense fate between these casual cultivators and those major sects, and he didn't know where he heard it.

Zhang Sanfeng was speechless. He looked at the old man Wu Qi, with a full face full of respect: "It's true that he is a mature person. This kind of relationship is clear... Poor old madman, I have been wandering around for nearly a hundred years, and I have only found a few fellow men who catch ghosts and drive away evil spirits to be friends with. Alas, if Zhang Madman, I could know so many people who practice Taoism, would I go to Mount Emei to set fire? I was almost chopped off my head by their Ten Thousand Sword Formation, alas!"

When Mi Liang saw that the casual cultivators had all flew away, she looked at the old man Wu Qi and said: "Senior, why did you send them to invite so many people?"

Old man Wu Qi rolled his eyes and smiled bitterly: "The overseas practitioners are not easy to provoke. There are at least twenty immortals. If they are all tempted and want to come to the Central Plains to make trouble, I am afraid that our little manpower will be like meat pies. I calculated that the few old ghosts I know will be pinched together. There can be five or six immortals at the same time. Others, they will either be chopped by the heavenly tribulation, or they will escape the heavenly tribulation, or they will ascend, and they will have some strange tempers. I don't know where to go to the clouds. We won't find more people, so how can we compete with those overseas casual cultivators at that time?"

After sighing, the old man Wuqie murmured and complained: "The cultivators nowadays are all heartless. If there was great turmoil in the world a thousand years ago, all sects would send powerful masters to work together to suppress them. But now? They are all alone, and don't think about it. If the world is in chaos and the spiritual energy is dispersed, what else do they have to cultivate immortals and what paths have they done?"

"The four Qinglong people have strange skills and powerful true energy, especially they seem to have ancient treasures with them. Although they are serious about Taoism, they are not as good as us, but you have also seen that if we use the ancient Golden Crow Demon Soul in ten days, we are definitely not opponents. Therefore, we must find more people and more amazing magic weapons to restrain them."

The old Taoist Wuqiu poked his vine stick and sneered: "Hmph, the guys overseas thought they had obtained some inexplicable magic tricks. They thought they had a boundless Taoism, so they dared to come to the Central Plains to hang out. They didn't think about it. Even if their skills were one step higher than our average, the number of our masters was more than a hundred times that of them. There were so many islands overseas, and the total number of monks was only 5,000, including those who did odd jobs, alchemy, and errands. How many real masters could there be? We piled up all of them to death."

Zhang Sanfeng coughed, and the old man Wuqiu said it a little ugly. Although everyone understood that in the end, the Central Plains monks must have a large number of people, and they rushed up and slashed hard, but there was no need to say it out, right? Didn’t you see the two sect masters of the Rising Sky and Panshi look ugly?

At this moment, the monks of the Central Plains dispersed one after another, and those who were recuperating were recuperating their injuries, those who arranged major events to return to Emei, and those who invited them flew out around.

Zhang Sanfeng was very uneasy. He vaguely felt that this incident might turn into a comprehensive war between the Central Plains and overseas monks. What is the consequence? It is really worrying.

He was both annoyed and angry. He also realized in Yingtian Mansion that not only the Yan Prince's Mansion had recruited overseas monks to strengthen his power, but there were also many monks inexplicably in the court. So last time he went to find Zhu Yunwen, he was almost driven out. The court was also looking for monks to support the storefront. If the two sides fought, think about the power of the Zhuque's full-strength attack. If such a power, even if only one-tenth of it was used in the town, how many casualties would the people be?

He whispered softly, Zhang Sanfeng cursed in a low voice: "Zhu Yuanzhang, your son and grandson are indeed the same as you... a group of bastards!"

Zhu Di stood on a hillside far away and witnessed the terrifying power of Zhuque's shocking attack. Ma He, Zhang Yu, Zhu Neng, Zhu Yu and other generals were all silent, but they were just standing there in a daze. The masters of the Taoist slammed with all their strength, which was unimaginable to ordinary people.

Murong Tian grabbed the hilt of his sword tightly and snorted miserably: "Look at that power, if our army is still in the military camp, it may be destroyed by him!"

Zhu Di's face immediately trembled. He trembled all over and said in a low voice: "The secret report of Tenglong's secret spies, the court has sent people to win over several righteous Taoist sects, and a few masters have arrived in Yingtian Mansion... The secret spies of Tenglong who have heard this news have been eradicated."

Zhu Yu stomped on the ground with a fierce foot and smashed a stone. He whispered: "Father, we must not let these overseas monks leave like this."

Zhu Di made up his mind and nodded and said, "However, no matter what conditions they put forward, I will agree to them. Do they want a temple? I promise that all the world will be theirs. Do they want disciples? They can recruit children of people with good qualifications as disciples at will. Do they want power and wealth? I can give them fiefdoms, and I will grant them the Taoist officials... No matter what, without them, this battle cannot be fought... Hey, they are here, Zhu'er, and come with me."

Danqingsheng and the others fell down on the ground with ugly expressions. Zhu Di had already come up with a group of confidants. Zhu Di bowed and bowed: "All the immortals, I have lost you today. Otherwise, Zhang Sanfeng wouldn't have slaughtered my army with magic?... Come on, I have conferred the immortals as the general Taoist gang of the world, and the fairy fairy as the deputy Taoist gang. All the immortals, thank you very much." Zhu Di knelt on the ground honestly, sighing in his heart: "I have only kneeled down to the previous emperor in this life. But it's fine, they are hundreds of years old, so I'm not going to kneel down."

Dan Qingsheng sighed, raised his hand, and shocked Zhu Di from the ground.

Fairy Fei said coldly: "My husband and I have a shallow talent, and the official position of the world's general Taoist gang is not suitable. But since Zhang Sanfeng dares to go against us, then we will naturally have to go with him... Prince Don't worry, just lead the army and fight. No matter how many monsters and monsters Zhang Sanfeng recruits, we will all take over."

Danqingsheng opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Fairy Fei glanced at him. Danqingsheng immediately took a step back obediently and didn't dare to say a word.

The overseas cultivators behind them were also very angry, and they all expressed their desire to compete with Zhang Sanfeng and others for a long time. Today's victory, their overseas cultivators still suffered a little loss. Biyouzi and Canghaisheng were all destroyed, and they must find this scene back.

At this moment, seven casual cultivators volunteered to go to the East China Sea, the South China Sea and overseas islands far away to invite all well-known monks to enter the Central Plains in large numbers.

Zhu Di was overjoyed. The overseas cultivator was also full of momentum. Everyone forgot that the most powerful one was actually the Qinglong Battle General. But it was strange that everyone kept silent about them.

Seven streams of light rose up from the ground and flew out...

Zhu Di wrote the document on the spot and publicly announced that as long as he could win the world, he would immediately enfeoff all the blessings of the Central Plains to these casual cultivators overseas.

As a result, the morale of these casual cultivators became even stronger. Isn’t it? Can the small islands overseas have a better product and spiritual energy than the Central Plains? A small island can support at most a dozen or so cultivators, but a famous cave is enough to allow them to establish a sect, recruit disciples, and have a wide range of gates.

In Yanjing City, Li Feng sat lazily in the wing room of the Jinyiwei Office. Eight middle-aged eunuchs stood behind him. There were twelve Jinyiwei Qianhu on both sides of his body, with a proud look on his face. He said, "Xu Qing, you can take care of the daily affairs of the Jinyiwei... Well, the Jinyiwei in the royal palace is not as powerful as the capital. Legend has it that the Jinyiwei in the capital can tell the emperor at any time what color of bellyband a certain minister is wearing today."

Xu Qing's face was extremely difficult to see.

Li Feng looked at Xu Qing with a smile and nodded, "I think this is the goal we are working hard. But we still have to surpass the Jinyiwei in the capital, right? Well, I hope that after your rectification, I can know at any time that the night before, a certain master and his concubine fought in bed for many rounds, and what he shouted. Do you understand?"

Xu Qing's whole face was numb, and he looked at Li Feng with no face. The twelve Jinyiwei Qianhu and the eunuchs in charge of the eight Jinyiwei were full of excitement and were ready to use their skills.

He sighed, and Li Feng slowly raised his legs, swung his calves, and said with a smile: "In addition, you have to make the organizational structure of this Jinyiwei more clear. The generals of this Jinyiwei are commanding commanders, commanders, thousands of households, and hundreds of households, and so on. You have to make a list of the people who have the power to monitor and monitor the area. You have to allocate them all for me to do so. How many people can be commanded and how much money can be used, you have to figure out for me."

Xu Qing nodded numbly.

Li Feng grabbed his chin and smiled sinisterly: "The most important thing is that you have to set up a department for me to monitor the Jinyiwei. I don't want some officers of the Jinyiwei to collude behind my back, so the Jinyiwei should be the one who is being monitored the most closely."

The eunuchs of the Jinyiwei Qianhu were stunned. They looked at Li Feng very carefully, not knowing what else he would say.

"Is this the people who specialize in monitoring the Jinyiwei? The manpower cannot be drawn out from the prince's guards. You go to the prince's mansion to find Dugu Sheng, and form an independent department of our prince's mansion, and you have to formulate all the rules and regulations, methods of conduct, etc. Then let Xiao Lizi be their leader, and Xiao Lizi directly reports to me and Your Highness every action of the Jinyiwei. If they have any favoritism, fraud, corruption and abuse of power, they will kill me."

A relaxed sentence, Li Feng didn't know that the Xichang, which made the world even more fearful after Zhu Di won the world in the future, took shape.

The Xichang, headed by the emperor's confidant eunuch, was initially responsible for supervising the actions of the Jinyiwei. Later, the power gradually expanded and finally reached the point where the power was overwhelming...
Chapter completed!