Da da da da da ~

Footsteps kept ringing.

Flying or displaying magical powers is strictly prohibited in the mountain gate of Wanfa Tower, even the head sect is like this.

A disciple hurried over, walked through layers of formations, guarded, and came to the meeting hall.

"The great changes in the world are coming, and our Dongzhou is the first to be hit. Before such a great world, we should be more careful and should not make many enemies."

"Yes, several holy places are gathering disciples. It is already the limit that we will not close the mountains at this time. How can we expand significantly?

Besides, although the leaders of several major sects were captured, they were not easily provoked."

"Not bad! Senior Brother Li said it well, this matter is too risky! If we act like this, no one else needs to say, what should that person go back?"

......

The disciple's scalp was a little numb when he heard the sound from the hall. Obviously, these things were not something that his disciples could hear.

But he hesitated for a moment and walked into the hall.

In the magnificent hall, many elders were arguing endlessly, and several Supreme Elders were looking at them with expressionless faces.

Miao Meng sat on the high platform, holding her chin with her hands, and gradually became impatient on her face.

"Return to the head coach..."

The disciple didn't dare to show his anger. He hesitated for a moment before responding in a low voice with a respectful expression:

"Yuan, Senior Brother Yuan is back..."

Huh ~

The boiling and noisy hall suddenly calmed down, and the needles could be heard.

One by one, his eyes moved over in unison.

"I......"

The disciple was so scared that his heart stopped and almost fainted. The monk's eyes could kill people.

"Duxiu is back?"

Zhu Gong, who closed his eyes and rested, opened his eyes at this time and smiled: "You still want to invite me quickly? No, let me go."

The disciple looked at Zhu Gong in a daze, and his heart was full of incredibleness.

Isn’t it you who insisted on letting Yuan Duxiu leave before, with hostility?

He gritted his teeth tightly and did not dare to speak out.

The other Supreme Elders looked different, but they were all relieved.

Miao Meng's eyebrows moved slightly and she gave her silent instructions:

"Go and invite the deputy head teacher to the meeting hall."

"......yes!"

The disciple wanted to ask Yuan Duxiu when he would become the deputy chief sect, but where did he ask, he could only retreat with a blushing face.

Go and invite Yuan Duxiu.

......

boom!

boom!

boom!

Mountains and rivers shaking, smoke and dust spread everywhere, and terrifying ripples drifted from the sky, causing large terrifying waves.

A city-sharing formation lit up one after another.

Under the protection of the formation, many monks and mortals were horrified.

I don't know what happened.

Fortunately, this battle of pursuit spans very quickly, and it was thousands of miles away in a flash, stirring up the clouds all the way.

Bang!

I knew at some point that the divine light in the sky was burning, as if two heavenly swords were tearing apart the sky and shot straight into space!

While these two divine lights burst out, a figure pulled Yun Liuruohuo, roaring and tearing the void, and fleeing far away:

"The wind is strong, and today's shame will eventually be rewarded!"

The extremely angry and cold voice spread across the sky, and it followed

Blood spilled in the sky, and the wind changed drastically. Then, the strong wind blew, blood rain poured, and the sky was thousands of miles long, and the earth was dyed red for a while.

"Double Pupil Light..."

The smoke of gunpowder dissipates, and the wind-shaped slender and tall body walks out of it.

He tore off nearly half of his broken robes, and stood in the gale with his extremely strong upper body naked.

At this time, on his chest, there were two transparent holes in front and back, and the flesh and blood disappeared, and it was vaguely seen that his heart and lungs were melted halfway.

"The teacher said that today's Huangji Continent, only two or three can defeat me. Except for those who can fight me, there will be no more than thirty people who are lying on corpses..."

Feng Xingli made a random move, and the purple-red sword was resisted by him.

During the battle, he had to admit that although the double-pupil boy was not his opponent, he had many methods and was extremely difficult to kill.

Especially in the final counterattack, he actually hurt.

Huh ~

In the fierce and violent wind, he put on a robbery, ** his chest, stared at the bloody rain for a moment, and suddenly smiled:

"There are not many people in the world who can hurt me, so I will save your life. I hope I won't let me down next time I meet you!"

The long smile echoed, and it never dispersed for a long time, but people were gradually drifting away.

Huh ~

The strong wind cannot dissipate the strong bloody smell on the earth.

Many wild beasts in the mountains were trembling and avoiding blood. There were also many ferocious beasts, and spiritual beasts were chasing wildly in the mountains and forests, snatching blood.

The blood that was transformed by the inspiration was still extremely terrifying, and one ferocious beast after another died by the blood.

Without exception.

But the flesh and blood of the ferocious beasts that were exploding and died after being supported by the flesh and blood attracted more ferocious beasts, monsters and spirit beasts to chase.

A bloody battle spreads in the mountains and forests, becoming more and more intense.

Huh ~

At some point, a drop fell on the earth, but it still rolled, never evaporated, and the blood that was transformed by the inspiration suddenly rolled.

In the mud, it turned into a blood-colored villain, growing limbs and giving birth to facial features.

"What a strong wind!"

The blood-colored villain wriggled and turned into Qi Cang. His face turned ashen and he was still scared.

Those who can be crowned as king must have been formed long ago and are almost invincible in the same level.

Therefore, even if he has experience in his previous life, he cannot match the Thunder Sword of the King in his hand, and his cultivation is still above him at this time.

Only one step away, no, just half a step away from being a marquis is the Fengxing of a marquis.

In fact, today's world.

In addition to the stars, the immortals who are hiding in the supreme cave heaven maintained by the supreme treasures on the Huangji Continent.

There are very few who can beat the strong wind.

In addition to the indisputable Emperor Yuanyang, there were only a few people including Chu Mengyao, the empress of the Bashi Imperial Court in Zhongzhou at this time, the Buddhist son "Empire Amitabha" in the endless desert sea, and the third prince of Beihai "Long Aotian".

In addition, the ten people on the Tower of Heaven in the future are either not born like the "Tianshi Sun En", or they have not yet risen like the "Great Sun Emperor" Yuan Duxiu.

At this time, it is naturally difficult for him to surpass such a lucky genius.

In fact, if I had not cultivated the "Blood Rebirth" method passed down by the "Emperor Yuanyang" in my previous life, I would have fallen into Feng Xinglie's hands.

"Today's events will eventually be rewarded."

Qi Cang took a deep breath and looked at the many ferocious beasts that were competing in the mountains and forests, devouring his blood.

Although he did not reach the top of the shattered vacuum realm, his drop of blood was enough to erode all things in the world, and these ferocious beasts naturally could not bear it.

Even though this drop of blood was diluted countless times by the inspiration.

"call!"

As his mind moved, he took a deep breath.

Huhu~~~
To be continued...