Chapter 1,462 The Saints Arrive

"Old Qi Tian, ​​get out!"

A loud shout came from the distance.

The sound was like muffled thunder, rolling around and reverberating between heaven and earth, making the void tremble.

This is the arrival of the God of War Mountain Lord!

This Lord of the God of War Mountain is also a semi-immortal, the pinnacle of the East Star Territory. In terms of strength, he is not inferior to the Lord Qitian in the slightest.

When he was cultivating his body in Ares Mountain, he also cultivated a golden body. The six-path golden body ranked second on the golden body list was still above the invincible golden body of the Ye Clan.

In terms of physical body, no one in the entire Donglin Star Territory can compare to him.

He came with his hands on his back and stepped on the void. With every step he took, the void beneath his feet rippled. His figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, and when he reappeared the next moment, he was already a hundred feet away.

Judging from his appearance, he looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a tall build and a simple white outfit. His face was square and his lines were resolute, and he was full of a rugged atmosphere.

His skin was all crystal clear, like jade, glowing with brilliance, and exuding a world-shattering aura that was so powerful that it seemed like it could collapse the void.

In ancient times, those who reached the semi-immortal realm were revered as the God of War, and this one was a living God of War, a supreme powerhouse with unparalleled power.

Behind him, huge immortal birds flew in one after another, carrying groups of Tianjun elders from the God of War Mountain.

All of them are tall, tall and straight, as strong as iron towers, but they are all masters of body cultivation. They either have a golden body or have different bones embedded in their bodies.

"Old Qi Tian, ​​you are really talented! I want to see how long you can last!"

On the other side, a figure also came over. It was a man with a cold face, wearing an ink dragon robe, but it was Taoist Master Hunyuan who had arrived.

Hunyuan Dojo is particularly good at Taoism. This person is also a master of Taoism and has unfathomable strength.

Behind him were a group of elders from the Hunyuan Dojo. At a rough count, there were thousands of them.

"snort!"

Above Qitian Peak, Master Qitian stood in the air and snorted coldly at the two of them, "We have been fighting for so many years. Don't you still know whether I have the guts or not?"

"Old man, your Qitian Courtyard is in danger, and you still talk so hard!"

Taoist Master Hunyuan sneered.

"Old Qi Tian, ​​I will give you another chance. As long as you give me three drops of divine blood now, I will leave immediately. Will you hand it over... or not?"

The Lord of the God of War Mountain shouted sharply.

"Three drops of divine blood? Ha! What you think is wonderful!" Master Qitian laughed loudly.

A powerful energy burst out from his body, his beard and hair were flying, and his posture was wild.

"I, Qitianyuan, have never been afraid of your God of War Mountain! I, the people of Qitianyuan, never bow to others. If you want to fight, I will fight. Don't give me any nonsense!"

"Okay! Don't regret it, old man!"

The Lord of the God of War Mountain snorted angrily, with a harsh tone.

Before reaching the Qitian Mountains, he stopped and stood in the air.

The elders of the God of War Mountain jumped off the back of the giant bird and waited.

On the other side, when the people from the Hunyuan Dojo arrived in front of the mountain range, they also stopped. While waiting, they offered various treasures and began to make preparations.

The people in the God of War Mountain have simple methods and rely on the physical body, but the Hunyuan Dojo is different. There are all kinds of Taoist methods and all kinds of treasures, which are dazzling.

Someone took out a bag, opened the bag, and a dark cloud poured out, covering the sky and the sun. A closer look revealed a group of spiritual insects, each one about the size of a fist and ugly in appearance.

Some people also sacrificed bronze coffins. When the lid of the coffin was opened, the evil spirit of corpses shot out into the sky.

Others offered up a flag, flicked it gently, and countless golden lights shot out from it, transforming into mighty golden warriors, each with the strength of an immortal.

…

They puffed up their breath, their momentum continued to rise, and their fighting spirit gradually increased.

In just a moment, dark shadows began to appear in the sky in all directions. They were countless flying boats and giant birds, and they were people from major ancient tribes and immortal sects.

"The Leaf Clan is here!"

"The Wuji Immortal Sect is here!"

Powerful ancient clan immortal sects are arriving one after another.

They all stopped in front of the mountains and began to prepare.

There were so many of them that at a glance, the dense crowds of people could almost block out the sky.

"My dear! There are so many people!"

"It's lively when there are people, and it's fun when it's burned, hahaha! I'm going to burn all these guys and bake them into meatloaf!"

Those weapon spirits were flying in the air, looking in all directions, and chirping.

On Qitian Peak, Tang Hao stood in front of the main hall, looking at the sky in all directions, his face extremely solemn.

"It's okay! It's okay! It's just these people, it's not a problem!"

Master Wang Liang stood not far from him, waving his hands with a relaxed look on his face.

After two or three hours, they had almost arrived, but these people were still waiting, looking up to the sky from time to time, as if they were waiting for someone.

After a long time, the clouds in the sky suddenly split, and a bright beam of light shone down. In the light, a figure descended from the sky, it was an old man with white hair.

He was leaning on a stick and his body was hunched. At first glance, he looked like the kind of frail old guy who could fall over when the wind blew, with half of his feet in the coffin.

But when everyone saw him, their expressions changed, showing respect and awe.

This is not a dying old man, but a strong semi-immortal, one of the few saints in the East Star Territory.

"Ahem!"

The old man leaned on his staff and stepped down step by step, shaking and coughing from time to time. He looked sick and ready to die at any moment.

"Mr. Ji, are you here to join in the fun?"

Master Qitian's expression changed slightly.

"Ahem!" The old man coughed a few more times, getting worse and worse.

He was a powerful semi-immortal, and the sound of his cough was like thunder, shaking the void, and everyone who heard it was greatly shaken. Those with weaker cultivation levels had restless minds and chaotic Qi throughout their bodies.

Even the Immortal Heavenly Lords frowned and felt a little uncomfortable.

After coughing violently for a while, the old man named Ji Lao'er finally said: "Old Qitian! You... are not very kind. Don't you understand that you can't eat alone?"

"I'm also very interested in those few drops of divine blood! I don't ask for much, just one drop will do!"

Master Qitian's face darkened and he snorted: "No way!"

That Ji Lao'er's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes were filled with shocking murderous intent, his whole body suddenly straightened up, and a shocking aura erupted.

Boom! Boom!

His anger actually caused a change in the sky, dark clouds rolled in, lightning cracked the sky, and thunder flashed.

hiss--!

Seeing this, countless Qitianyuan disciples took a deep breath and looked shocked.

With just one anger, he could instantly cause the heavens to change. This strength was really terrifying, and the accomplishment was beyond their imagination. This level was beyond their imagination!