Chapter 506 Are You Rushing to Die!
Wow!
Fog rises!
Covering the big pit in Xifeng Mountain!
"God!"
"My God! I saw the legendary Nine-Leaf Immortal Grass and Xue Linglong! Those are the immortal grasses that can ascend to the fairyland after eating!"
"It's not a phantom array! It's all true! My God! There are so many fairy grasses hidden under Xifeng Mountain! Didn't it mean that Xifeng Mountain suppressed the souls of the ancient times? Could it be that the Thousand Buddha Temple lied to us? For thousands of years!"
All the forces of the major forces stared at the big pit shrouded in mist. Before the mist rose, they could see clearly that those fairy grasses, magic medicines, and fetishes were definitely not illusions!
"Xifeng Mountain has a connection with our Immortal Emperor's Sect, and the relics naturally belong to our Immortal Emperor's Sect. You can go back!"
At this time!
On the huge warship of Emperor Xianmen, a young man in purple robe said proudly!
Swish!
The wood pipes of other forces swooped over, and after staring at the young man in purple robe, they all showed disdain!
"A boy in the fusion period dares to say such big words. Is there no one in your Emperor Xianmen! You are the first genius Yan Chonghuang who emerged recently from the Emperor Immortal Gate? You dare to call yourself emperor after a mere fusion. Can you accept it?" Shall I strike my sword!"
On the huge sword warship of the Burning Heaven Sword Sect, a middle-aged sword cultivator made no secret of his sarcasm, and looked at the young man in purple robe with a mocking face.
"Would you think that I, Yu Shenzong, is air!"
On the Yushenzong battleship, a yellow-robed Taoist sneered.
"It's very lively today. The seven great sects have all sent people here. How could we be absent from Chaoyao Valley!"
On the battleship of Chaos Demon Valley, a young demon cultivator smiled innocently. Although he was a demon cultivator, it was a bit strange that he didn't have any demon marks on his body.
"Humph!"
On the battleship of Penglai Sword Palace, a young man held his sword and sneered at this moment.
"Yan Chonghuang? Who are you?"
The monk holding a folding fan on the battleship of Shifang City was very disdainful to speak.
"There is no warship in the Daoist Mansion, so I just came here casually, please don't mind."
A monk dressed as a scholar smiled slightly.
Emperor Immortal Gate!
Burning Heaven Sword Sect!
Yu Shenzong!
Chaotic Demon Valley!
Penglai Sword Palace!
Ten Square City!
Daofu!
This time!
The people from the seven great sects of the spiritual world really came together!
As soon as the people from the Seven Great Sects spoke, the people from the other sects were silent, because compared with the Seven Great Sects, the strength of other sects was indeed not at the same level. In this case, silence is the best choice!
wait!
When the monks of the seven great sects fight, then naturally it will be their chance!
"Is everyone rushing to die?"
The seven great masters showed their sharpness, and suddenly a light voice sounded from the hillside on the ground!
Swish!
The seven great sects!
The rest of the denominations!
All the monks stared at him!
"what are you!"
"court death!"
"National Infant Stage? Haha! Little Yuanying Stage cultivator dares to speak out here, I'm afraid you don't want to live!"
"Boy, are you crazy!"
"Yuanying period? I don't even bother to do anything, I'll leave you to play!"
The seven great sects!
Except for the young demon cultivator and Taoist scholar from Chaoyao Valley, the other five sects who spoke just now are all staring at the figure standing on the hillside at this moment, either dismissing it or sneering coldly!
The reason why the young demon cultivator and Taoist scholar did not make a sound was because they saw the holy monk sitting on the hillside,
Although the corner of the holy monk's mouth was bleeding, they could all feel it. He was definitely a half-step true fairyland monk, and he should be the holy monk from the Thousand Buddha Temple!
There is a holy monk here, who wants to kill that kid. I am afraid that none of the people sent by the major sects will be able to get it this time!
"I would like to remind you, if you don't believe me, you are still so irritable, alas, it's hard to be a good person."
Chen Zheng shook his head lightly.
Just now he came down without a sound and rescued a young monk casually, and then monks from the Seven Great Sects and other sects came, and then it became the current situation.
"Everyone, this benefactor is really kind. I advise you not to be confused by the Dakeng fairy grass and magic medicine. It is not a heavenly treasure, and there is a terrible disaster hidden under it! The phoenix is here, All the creatures in the spirit world will be turned into ghosts, you should invite the strongest sects to suppress them, maybe they can be saved! Cough! Cough cough!"
The holy monk took a deep breath and spoke at this moment.
"Hmph! Old bald donkey! Who can you fool at this time? Your Thousand Buddha Temple has guarded Xifeng Mountain for thousands of years. The treasures of heaven and earth hidden in Fengshan Mountain! Old bald donkey! There is a saying that the way of heaven is like reincarnation, and the heavens will spare no one. Today, the treasures of heaven and earth in Xifengshan Mountain are in the world, because the heavens look down on your selfishness of Qianfo Temple!" Emperor Xianmen On the warship, the young man in purple sneered: "It's a holy monk! I'm yuck!"
The voice just fell!
The young man in the purple robe turned into a streak of purple light, and shot into the mist with a whoosh!
"Emperor Yan Chong!"
The expressions of the monks from other sects changed instantly, and they all stared at him!
"Haha! It's best to act first, don't you understand such a simple truth! You are actually wasting time with a Nascent Soul trash, you are all pigheads!"
In the mist, Yan Chonghuang taunted!
"Damn it!"
The sword cultivator of the Fentian Sword Sect cursed in a low voice, turned into a beam of sword light and was about to shoot into the mist. Almost at the same time, many monks from many other sects also set off and rushed towards the mist!
"what!"
Sudden!
A howl in the mist!
Emperor Yan Chong!
That was the scream of Yan Chonghuang!
"Do not!"
Next second!
Another scream!
Then it stops abruptly!
The monks who had already turned into mysterious light and darted towards the mist were all frozen in place at this moment, all of them frowning tightly, staring at the mist!
"Plop!"
In the fog!
A head flew out!
Roll to the ground!
"Emperor Yan Chong!"
"Emperor Yan Chong is dead!"
"The recently rising genius of Emperor Xianmen died like this!"
A group of monks, with horror on their faces, all backed away involuntarily!
"Chonghuang!"
On the battleship of Emperor Xianmen, an old man stood up abruptly and shouted at the head that rolled to the ground!
However!
There was no response from that head!
Because that Yan Chonghuang Yuan Shen seemed to be eaten by some monster in the mist!
"Ugh!"
On the hillside, the holy monk sighed.
"Hehe! The master has kindly reminded you, but you guys just don't believe it, so believe it now!"
On Chen Zheng's shoulder, Xiaogu, who had been watching the show, snorted at this moment.
"If you don't listen to good people, you will suffer in front of your eyes."
Chen Zheng shook his head lightly.
"Zheng!"
but!
As soon as the voice fell!
The middle-aged sword cultivator of Brahma Sword Sect turned around suddenly, drew his long sword out of its sheath, pointed it at Chen Zheng, and shouted coldly in a low voice: "Speak! Tell me everything you know! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword." !"
"You? Mahayana sword cultivator?"
Chen Zheng smiled lightly, and glanced over.
"Huh? You, a Nascent Soul cultivator, look down on Ben... what!"
The middle-aged sword cultivator got angry, but in the next second, his complexion changed drastically, followed by a terrified scream!
because!
He saw that his spirit sword was being reduced to ashes!
Not only saw the spirit sword turn into ashes!
He also saw that the right hand holding the sword was being wiped out!
"Do not!"
Another scream of terror!
Wow!
The middle-aged sword cultivator was wiped out!
"hiss!"
All the cultivators present took a deep breath, and the way they looked at Chen Zheng changed!
Horror!
Confuse!
fear!
Kill Mahayana sword cultivators with one glance!
Many cultivators in the Tribulation Period can't do this!
Sword repair!
The physique is far beyond the same level!
3/5.