Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 788
The blue light swept across the sky, and in the distance, it seemed as if towering trees grew everywhere, forming an illusory forest. In the end, only a dozen figures could be seen falling on several empty seats.

The people from Musheng Palace are here.

The two leaders in front did not hold back the holy energy in their bodies at all, they swept over the sky and covered the earth, turning into streaks of holy power and shaking the void.

The first person who made Lu Feng's eyes extremely cold was Mu Sheng, the master of Mu Sheng Palace. He was smiling, but there was a ferocity like a poisonous snake deep in his eyes.

The person next to him was a man with strange patterns on his face.

"Mu Sheng, you are late, we all came early to congratulate the grand ceremony of Qing Sheng, isn't this airs too full?"

The old saint of Motian Temple snorted coldly and let out a dissatisfied voice.

But Mu Sheng said with a smile: "The Grand Ceremony of Qingsheng and Sanctification is really a major event in Tianfu Prefecture, how can I not give this face, it is really troublesome."

As the voice fell, the faces of the saints suddenly darkened.

What does it mean to give Qing Sheng face?
Could it be that Mu Shenggong thought that it was backed by Emperor Mu Xing's dynasty and really regarded itself as the overlord of Tianfu Prefecture?Superior to other sects.

I'm afraid it's fake for Mu Sheng to participate in the Sanctification Ceremony today, but it's true to show his status.

They faintly sensed that this sanctification ceremony might not be as simple as imagined.

"Mu Sheng, it's not your turn to talk big here, if something really happens, just leave, I won't wait to keep you."

The golden cloud saint's wine glass of the Great Cang Dynasty slammed on the table, splashing the crystal clear wine, a burst of holy power howled, and a phantom of a golden dragon appeared across the sky in the sky.

Mu Sheng smiled faintly, his long and narrow eyes fixed on the saint of Da Cang Dynasty, and said: "The middle saint, it seems that you have made a lot of progress in the past thousand years."

"But this ability is not enough in front of the old man."

Mu Sheng's tone was suddenly sharp, and with a light wave of his withered palm, a towering ancient tree directly pierced through the shadow of the golden dragon, and it turned into a sky-filled light and shadow in an instant.

The blue light emitted by the almost thousand-foot-thick ancient tree still enveloped the vast square.

"In the upper holy realm, I am afraid that only the emperor can confront this wood saint."

Da Cang Huang Chao Saint was startled, but his face was extremely calm, and he said calmly: "Sage Wood is very capable."

Although he is in the middle holy realm, there is still a big gap compared with the upper holy realm like Mu Sheng, as if Mu Sheng dare not confront Tu Sheng head-on.

"Today is the grand ceremony for my holiness and sanctification to Tianmen, and I hope you will give this a face."

The purple moon sage's soft voice resounded, and the crystal jade hand covering the purple brilliance sprinkled a ribbon, and immediately the towering ancient tree disappeared.

"The Ziyue saint has also entered the upper holy realm. It is indeed a sect inherited from ancient times. It is really hidden."

Seeing Ziyue Sheng easily dispelled his supernatural power, Mu Sheng's heart tightened suddenly.

He came to Tianmen 900 years ago, the purple moon saint is only in the middle holy realm.

Saint Ziyue smiled lightly, and said: "This concubine's strength is far behind that of the heart demon ancestor."

Hearing the name of the heart demon ancestor, all the saints nodded.

If you don't include Tu Sheng, there is no doubt that the most powerful person in Tianfu State is the Patriarch Heart Demon.

There was a chill deep in Mu Sheng's eyes, and the heart demon patriarch made him very afraid.

900 years ago, he fought against the heart demon ancestor, and he reached the upper holy realm at that time.

Now that such a long time has passed, I don't know where the strength has reached.

With the initial strength of Ziyue Saint, the arrogant Wood Saint also restrained a lot, drinking with his head down, thinking about something.

What follows is the stereotyped drinking and congratulations.

While drinking, Lu Feng stared at Mu Sheng with indifference.

When the banquet was coming to an end, the Musheng suddenly stood up, glanced around, and said with a smile: "Such a feast, how can I not add to the fun, today I brought some juniors from the Musheng Palace, and I want to have a good time with you." Come to Tianmen to compete."

A few figures stood up immediately behind him, each of them was a young hero, with a martial aura bubbling all over his body, and there was a strong sense of pride between his brows.

"Discussion?" Wu Qingtian on the high platform frowned.

Although the relationship between the several saint-level forces is relatively peaceful, there are still many confrontations secretly.

Since Wood Sage dared to propose a duel today, he was naturally fully prepared to reveal his strength to his younger disciples in front of these powerful forces.

Wu Qingtian made eye contact with Yusheng and Ziyuesheng, and immediately nodded in agreement.

If you are afraid of war in your own territory, isn't it telling everyone that they are afraid of Musheng Palace? It is not good for Zongzong's reputation to spread the word.

"That's fine, let the younger generation disciples learn from each other."

As a new saint, Wu Qingtian got up immediately, and his high voice resounded.

Hearing that, the people from the various sects had funny expressions on their faces. The Musheng Palace came here in a menacing manner today, probably with malicious intentions.

Backed by the Mu Xing Dynasty, the speed of development in the past thousand years has far exceeded that of other holy powers.

"Guo Shan, you go to the meeting first."

Mu Sheng smiled and said, behind him a tall and straight young man in Tsing Yi strode out.

"In Xiaguo Mountain, there are four transformations of respecting martial arts. I have met all the seniors. I don't know which one in Zhitianmen would dare to fight me."

Although Guo Shan was extremely humble, he was extremely arrogant in his bones, with his hands behind his back and his head raised high, with an appearance of being the only one who respects himself.

"This Guo Shan is not weak, and he is not a weak character among the four changes."

Looking at this figure, Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly.

He has four transformations of respecting martial arts, and he has no desire to do it.

"This hateful Musheng Palace, this hateful Guo Shan, dare to be arrogant in my Zongzong's territory."

Wu Xingling next to him took a bite of the fruit.

At this time, several saints of the Zongzong were also discussing the geniuses who would play in the battle. After all, they were the four-transformation powerhouses from the beginning, which also brought them a lot of pressure.

After all, it is not easy to choose a genius who is about the same age and has the strength to take the stage.

Mu Sheng, who was drinking alone, was at ease and not in a hurry.

The geniuses he brought were all the best in Musheng Palace, and they all had been guided by Emperor Mu Xing. It can be said that it is difficult to find a few peers who can compete with them in the entire Tianfu State.

"Heaven Palace Lin Cheng, you go up."

After a long time, Yu Sheng's voice sounded, pointing at a thin man.

The man named Lin Cheng nodded slightly, and with a movement of his body, the space twisted and created a ripple, and he came to the front.

"Lin Cheng was No. [-] in the Heavenly Palace Ten Rankings ten years ago. With him on the stage, Guo Shan will definitely be severely punished." Wu Xingling said excitedly.

Lu Feng shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

Guo Shan's self-confidence made him faintly feel a strange feeling.

(End of this chapter)