Chapter 873: Visitors From Purple Mountain

Many strong men climbed the Human Demon Ridge. However, many people hold invitation cards and can directly climb to the peak.

Although Ye Zhong didn't have an invitation card, he stepped on the ground, ignoring all kinds of talisman formations, and walked step by step to the halfway up the mountain, to the place in front of a majestic mountain villa.

The disciples of Renmoling who saw this scene knew that they had encountered a master. Although such a person did not have an invitation card, they did not dare to neglect, and instead invited Ye Zhong in respectfully.

After all, today's birthday is for the purpose of making good friends with all parties, and it is impossible to rashly offend a strong man who has no invitation.

"Tsk tsk tsk, people from the Ancestral Dragon Palace are here too. Humans, demons and Taoists really have a lot of face. Such a big religion has people coming to help him live!"

"It is said that before the Dao of the Human Demon became a Taoist, he once worshiped as a disciple at the outer sect of the Ancestral Dragon Hall. It is normal for Dragon Palace to send people to celebrate the birthday."

"It is said that the thing that comes out of the Ancestral Dragon Palace every three thousand years will be unearthed recently. I don't know if it is true? One of the five emperors, Beihai Xiantu Qiankuntian, seems to have come here for such a thing?"

"Isn't the thing in the legend only possible to be given to the young supreme being who is expected to prove the Tao? Could it be that in this life, Zulongdian is actually optimistic about Qiankuntian?"

"It's hard to say, maybe it's because he likes Qiu Daozi, Qian Kun Tian just came on his behalf."

Many people are discussing, looking surprised.

Ye Zhong also saw the location of the elders of the Ancestral Dragon Hall, and he also knew a little about the Ancestral Dragon Hall. He was also very interested in the things in the legend of the Ancestral Dragon Hall, and he didn't expect that it would be born soon.

At this moment, in mid-air, several purple rays of light suddenly flew across the sky, extremely bright, and the purple energy directly rushed three thousand feet. At the same time, several young men in purple battle suits slowly landed on the ground. Their hair was all purple, and their eyes radiated purple light, giving off an invincible aura.

At this time, many people have appeared in the villa, including some leaders and elders. And the geniuses and arrogances of the younger generation are the juvenile supremes of all races. But whether it is the younger generation or the older generation, there are many people who are discolored at this moment, and some people even back away directly, not wanting to make eye contact with these young people.

"These are people from the legendary Purple Mountain, and they are the generals of Zishou Ye Yulong. The appearance of these people means that Zishou Ye Yulong is about to make a move. Will you solve Qiu Daozi's troubles?"

Many people gasped, feeling an air of tension. If Zishou Ye Yulong took action, the whole Cangzhou would be in chaos. After all, the name of the five emperors is not just for viewing. Any one of the five heavenly sons can make the three thousand gods tremble by stomping their feet casually. If there is no accident, the legend of the heavenly emperor in this life will be reflected in one of the five people.

"Ugh—"

First, a general in purple clothes stretched out his palm, waved a portrait, glanced around, and said indifferently, "Has anyone seen this man?"

"I haven't seen it." Someone replied that he didn't want to be troublesome, even if he met someone who didn't want to provoke Zishan.

The others shook their heads. They really hadn't seen it before. Could it be wrong to give false news at this moment.

"It's natural that I didn't see it. Where my master has passed, anyone can only avoid it. He is hiding now, so he is smart," another purple-clothed warrior sneered, very conceited.

"I don't know if Ye Shengzi is here." An elder from Human Demon Ridge walked out, bowed his hands to these generals respectfully, and asked in a low voice.

"My master hasn't arrived yet. He has something important to do and he can't get away for a while. But my cousin will come in person to celebrate the Daoist's birthday." A purple-clothed warrior replied.

"Everyone in the Zishan lineage is extraordinary. Although Ye Shengzi is the best, the others are not weak." A leader gave a compliment, which was flattering.

You must know that the Zishan lineage is extremely mysterious, and each generation is born in large numbers, and ordinary people are absolutely unwilling to provoke such an inheritance.

"Purple Mountain." In the distance, Ye Zhong frowned slightly, with a solemn expression. The purple mountain lineage is mysterious and endless. According to legend, they originated from the incomparably remote ancient times and have been passed down from generation to generation.

Although I don't know much about Zishan's generation of Ye Zhong, but I also know that there is no simple person who can be regarded as a master in Zishan.

"Ye Shengzi is going to fight for Sect Master Qiu?" In the middle of the field, a young man asked with admiration.

His expression made these purple-clothed warriors very happy. After they looked at each other, the others said indifferently: "Of course we have to attack. My master and Sect Master Qiu have a fateful friendship. At this moment, Sect Master Qiu's younger brother has passed away." In the hands of a demon, my master will naturally do justice for the heavens and kill demons."

Hearing this, many people curled their lips in secret, how many people in the field don't know what kind of guy Qiu Beihai is? It's just that Zishan's lineage is unfathomable, and Tianrenzong is even more arrogant. Basically, no one wants to provoke such two inheritances. Therefore, hearing the words at this moment, many people nodded with expressions of understanding.

"I don't know which young master Biao is coming." An elder of the human demon leader asked one more question, planning to make preparations first.

"It's Master Ye Luo." A purple mountain warrior replied, "Master is going to prepare a gift, and I will tell you later."

"You're so polite. It was Young Master Ye Luo who came here in person. According to legend, Young Master Ye Luo is one of the owners of the five great villas in Zishan Mountain. He is powerful and against the sky. His presence is already doing my suzerain face. Why prepare any gifts." The elder who spoke said with a smile, and quickly led the group of people into the villa, very politely.

The villa in Renmo Ridge is simple and unsophisticated, with huge palaces and magnificent momentum. However, the people who came to celebrate birthdays basically gathered in a huge garden. This place is usually a place for people, demons, and Taoists to cultivate, and it is only open at such important junctures.

As soon as several warriors of Zishan entered here, they became one of the protagonists. Wherever they went, they were praised by the powerful from all sides. Even some strong men of the older generation maintain their status, but they still have to be polite. After all, the five sons of heaven in today's world, the five young supreme beings who claim to be the most promising to aspire to the throne of heaven, are brothers and sisters. It would be very troublesome to offend any one of them, and it can be said that they cannot afford to offend.

Ye Zhong sat on a banquet table in the corner, drinking tea on his own, neither intentionally making friends nor ignoring him deliberately.

"Huh--"

In such a scene, Ye Zhong was too eye-catching. Several purple-clothed warriors almost subconsciously saw this direction, and then they were startled at the same time, and immediately unfolded the scroll in hand.

"It's very similar, almost exactly the same, even the temperament is similar." The expression of a purple-clothed general changed slightly.

"Don't he know that the master is passing through Da Cangzhou on business? How dare he appear here? Are you looking for death?" Another purple-clothed general had a look of anger on his face, and his purple eyes flickered.

Several people looked at each other, and almost subconsciously walked to the place in front of Ye Zhong, separated and stared at him.

"Who are you and what's your name!" a purple-clothed general asked with a cold expression.

Ye Zhong drank the tea in his hand slowly, as if he didn't hear it, and poured himself another cup.

"Presumptuous! I'm waiting to talk to you, do you hear me!"

Ye Zhong finally looked up at them at this moment, and said, "Whichever is cooler, go to whichever is cooler. I'm in a good mood now, or I'll slap them all to death."

"you--"

Several purple-clothed generals changed their colors at the same time, and they were all forced to come over. Their expressions were not lost, and they stared at Ye Zhong non-stop. You know, they are the generals under the purple hand Ye Yulong, and they are always flattered by countless people wherever they go. When did they encounter such a scene and be threatened by others?

"Looking for death!" A purple-clothed general stepped forward, with a purple look on his face, he looked unfriendly, and was about to strike.

Another older general in purple clothes stopped him, frowned, and then politely said: "My friend, don't blame me, we are looking for someone, can I ask your name?"

"Ye Chong."

Ye Zhong stood up casually and threw the teacup in his hand on the ground.

"Ding--"

There was just a crisp sound, and these purple-clothed warriors all staggered back in an instant, with panicked expressions on their faces.

"It's you! You are arrogant! How dare you appear here!"

"You are looking for death! My master is going to pass by this place, if you don't retreat obediently, and show up here, you are looking for your own death!"

Several generals immediately lost their voices and looked terrified. Although they are very strong, they are self-aware. No matter how powerful Qiu Beihai was, he was beaten to death by the young man in front of him. Even the old emperor of the Tianren sect was crushed to death with one finger. What are they worth?

"Crack!"

Ye Zhong threw out a slap at random, and heard a "poof", these purple-clothed generals flew out at the same time, and hit the distant temple, trembling and dripping with blood.

"I'm here to drink tea, what's your business? You say I'm arrogant? Your master passed by for no reason and asked me to retreat? Do you really think you are the emperor of heaven?" Ye Zhong said flatly.

These warriors in purple struggled to get up from the wall. They were powerful, but they knew themselves and knew that they were definitely not Ye Zhong's opponent. At this moment, they stared at Ye Zhong. After a long time, they turned around and left without saying a word.

"A little clever." Ye Zhong said lightly, but his words were cold. If those purple-clothed generals continued to be arrogant, he would definitely be able to slap them to death. It's a pity that the other party is a little savvy.