Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 1235 Gathering of Storms and Clouds
"The big forces in the last Wangwanghui were all led by Lingjian, but this time there is actually a Venerable Void Returner coming in person!"

"It's Venerable Rong Xi, the head of Qing Yun Sect!"

Zizhuo listened to the discussion of the monks onlookers, and looked again, and saw a long-bearded monk wearing a big cloak of green feathers standing on the crane in the distance.

Wen Song quickly flipped through Aotou Tongshu, and corresponded to the above monks one by one, "Honor Rongxi became a Daoist through the psychic Xuanshi, and he has practiced Taoism for nearly 25 years. Among the [-] known Venerable Fengyun, he ranks eighth. "

"Behind him are outstanding members of the Qingyun Sect's direct lineage, among whom Zhiyun Tianjun and Taoist Chiuyan have obtained the secret key."

While talking, the red-crowned white crane came before the eyes, and a group of Qingyun sect members stood on the ground, causing the surrounding monks to hold their breath and stand up like wooden stakes.

At this time, black clouds rolled in the east, and a black magic flame car rushed out. The first one looked like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, expressionless, dressed in black. True and false, psychedelic and treacherous.

Wen Song turned another page, "This is the head of Wu Tianmen, Venerable Wuding, the current No. 1 Demon Dao in Fengyun Realm, behind her are Wu Tianmen's spiritual mirrors and supernatural powers, among them Jun Fei Qing Tian You have been to the ancient heaven, and it is said that Wu Tianmen supported Nanjiang."

He looked at Aotou Tongshu, and then looked at the battle over there, "I heard that King Linyao once made many friends. Look at that person, he should be the Gu Hanxing that Cen Xi mentioned."

"King Lin Yao also befriends people in the devil's way?"

"I don't know about this, but I heard that there are demon sects in Shanhaiyuan. After Taiyi ruled Shanhai, I didn't see what happened to them."

"En." Zizhuo nodded, "It seems that King Lin Yao is very tolerant."

The princes and emperors are also unavoidable exclusivity, especially the magic way is born chaotic, they are more reckless than ordinary monks, and few are willing to obey the orders of the dynasty, which is a headache for the princes and emperors.

Some princes and emperors will turn a blind eye to them, and some extreme points will treat them as cancer.

If King Lin Yao can really accept a demon sect and at the same time make it recognize this dynasty, then his evaluation of King Lin Yao will be greatly improved.

Before Wu Tianmen landed, a group of monks quietly appeared on the long street, each in white robes and white crowns, with their sleeves swaying, and the fragrance of medicine wafted. There are only a few gaps left, but they are cheerful and friendly.

"That's the master of Yun Pavilion, Venerable Ximen, a generation of genius doctors. The one next to him is his disciple and the most talented monk in Yun Pavilion. His name is Miao, and he has obtained the secret key."

The three parties got together, and there was an inexplicable chill in the atmosphere.

Venerable Rong Xi stroked his beard and looked at the two, "You two have come in person, Mr. Ximen is the most rare, you haven't been out for almost a thousand years."

"I'm not as good as you guys. Come out to move more while you can, and see the changes in this world." Venerable Ximen sat on the bench by the roadside with Miao's support, coughing lightly.

Wen Song, who was sitting on the bench next to him, stood up quickly, Zizhuo glanced at him, and stood aside.

Venerable Ximen chuckled, "You two little brothers, don't worry about me, sit down."

Wen Song bowed his hands, "The elders and the younger are in order, and the etiquette cannot be abandoned."

"Haha." Venerable Ximen smiled meaningfully, "The Heavenly Monarch next to you doesn't seem to think so."

Zizhuo said generously, "You are not my father, nor am I on the peak, I have never met each other, and I am not sitting on a chair. I respect that you heard the truth before me, but there is no need to withdraw from Baichi in fear."

"Then why don't you sit down again?"

"It's inconvenient." It's really inconvenient for him to sit here and listen to the greetings of these venerables.

Wen Song: You better stop talking.

"Don't blame your lord, my Daoist brother has a straight temper." Wen Song pleaded guilty to Venerable Ximen, and dragged Zizhuo to the other side of the square, "You are so presumptuous on other people's sites, but fortunately, Venerable Ximen has a peaceful temper. , or I'll give you a bad face."

"So what if you dump it, I don't care."

"." Wen Song pointed to the sky, "Someone is here again."

A large cloud slowly settled down, and the monks on it were all graceful, like the breeze and the moon.

"This is the person from Huhao Mountain. The one in front is the master Zhu Yuan. He has been in the Void Returning Fang for 200 years. Compared with other masters, he is very young. Yan Gu Tianjun and Jing Lutian are beside him. Jun and Zhenjun Huaijin have both been to the ancient heaven."

Venerable Zhu Yuan greeted those venerables with a smile, "You guys came early, but I am a young man who is a step late, and it really shouldn't be."

Of course, no one blamed him, not to mention that there is nothing to blame, but also that Huhao Mountain is the dojo of Qingmiao Lingyu Shangzun, and as the only master with a quasi-sage background, they have no confidence to blame.

The greetings hadn't even started yet, the western sword aura soared into the sky, and dozens of famous swords seemed to attack in a stream of swords, so powerful that it made people want to retreat before it got close.

Swipe, there is a group of monks in the open space, each with a sword or a sword on their back, determined to soar to the sky.

The man in the head had half black and half white beard and hair, and two black and white swords hung on his waist, sharp and introverted, polished into a rock.

Wen Song said in a low voice, "Xuantian Sword Meridian and Huhao Mountain are the two major humane sects in Fengyun Realm, and the other three, one is immortal, one is magic, and the other is pure medicine."

"Strange, the other four sects are all neutral. Why did Wu Tianmen get mixed up with Nanjiang?"

"We can't speculate Wu Tianmen with common sense. It is said that it sided with Nanjiang because it helped Nanjiang when Changze, Nanjiang, and Wu Qu fought each other. But in the past hundred years, it has not intervened in Changze's fight against Nanjiang, so I guess , it helped Nanjiang in the first place, probably because of some deal reached between the two."

Zizhuo thought about it, the possibility is very high.

He aimed at Venerable Wuding, she had no expression at all, and did not participate in the conversation between several Venerables.

Several small factions came one after another, but they lost their color in front of the five major sects, and didn't even have the courage to go up to say hello, and quietly hid in the crowd.

Suddenly, a cold and tyrannical gust of wind swept over, and everyone looked towards the end of the street in doubt, their faces turned pale with shock, was it stiff? !

"It's actually Zombies. I remember that they also came to participate in the first session, but only one or two came. This time."

The leader was dressed in a black dress, her face was pure and immortal, but she had a fierceness deep in her bones. Behind her was a group of zombies, either handsome or enchanting, all extremely powerful.

Fa Tan, or in other words, the Zombie King who devoured the entire Zombie Race Spirit.

The Zhuang King, who had been sleeping in Fenghuanggou for 3000 years, finally smelted the true spirit that had been broken into four parts, and used all of them for his own use.

And the Zombie Clan led by Da Zang grows rapidly, but their actions are secretive and rarely shown in front of others, so the world doesn't know much about them.

Therefore, when they came forcefully, even Rong Xi and other venerables looked solemn.

(End of this chapter)