A seal of immortality

Chapter 514 Surprised Encounter with Mu Houhou (First Update)
Seven days later, in the Yunmeng Mountains in the northwest of Liangzhou, Qi State, in a huge valley surrounded by mountains, dozens of immortal cultivators wearing various clothes gathered in the square in the center of the valley, talking loudly or whispering, very happy. lively.

Judging from their attire, these immortal cultivators are divided into two factions. One group is all wearing blood-colored robes and exudes a pungent bloody smell, while the other group is all wearing gray clothes. Exudes a cold breath.

"Why haven't there been people from the Nether Corpse Sect and the Hehuan Sect!" A short, fat man in gray robe said with a frown as he glanced up at the sky.

"The Nether Corpse Sect and the Hehuan Sect are relatively far away from Liangzhou. They come late every time. Don't fellow Daoist Song know?" A plump young woman in a blue skirt said with a smile, her beautiful eyes were moving, captivating.

Hearing this, the man in gray was about to say something when a man in gray seemed to see something and shouted excitedly: "They are here."

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes turned to the sky.

The man in the gray robe and the young woman in the blue skirt looked up at the sky.

I saw light flickering in the distant sky, and then a black light flew from far to near.

It didn't take long for everyone to see the true face of the black light. It was a giant black bat about five or six feet in size. There were more than a dozen figures standing on it. They were Wang Changsheng and his party.

Not long after, the giant black bat landed in the valley, and Wang Changsheng and other disciples jumped off the giant black bat one after another.

"Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Zhou," the gray-robed man greeted with a smile when he saw the black-robed old man descending from the giant black bat.

"Long time no see, what? Haven't the people from the Hehuan Sect arrived yet?" The black-robed old man said politely, glanced at the crowd in the valley, and frowned.

"No, it might have been delayed on the road," the gray-clothed man shook his head and said with some uncertainty.

"Hehe, isn't this here?" A pleasant female voice suddenly came from the sky, resounding through the sky.

The next moment, a red light flew from the distant sky, and after a few flashes, it landed in the valley.

The red light is a red flying boat five to six feet long, with a lot of red runes engraved on it, and a dozen young men and women stand in the red flying boat.

The woman is young and beautiful, with a graceful figure, while the man has regular facial features and a dignified appearance. A woman in a red dress with delicate features is standing at the front of the red flying boat.

"Hey, it's her," Wang Changsheng's heart tightened when he saw the woman in the red dress.

The woman in the red dress turned out to be the woman in the black dress who brazenly threatened Wang Changsheng at the auction held in the Taiqing Palace. After decades of absence, the woman in the red dress succeeded in forming the alchemy and became a monk in the alchemy stage.

If he had known that this woman was an alchemy cultivator led by the Hehuan Sect, Wang Changsheng would never have come to the Heavenly Demon Conference.

At this time, Wang Changsheng could only pray that the woman in the red dress had forgotten his appearance.

"Hey, this fellow daoist has a very strange face, I don't know how to address him?" The young woman in the blue dress changed her expression and asked with a smile.

"Mu Houhou," the woman in the red skirt said lightly.

"Mu Houhou? I don't know, what do you call Fellow Daoist Mu and the Great Elder Mu Yunxuan of the Hehuan Sect?" Hearing this, the old man in black robe asked hesitantly.

"That's my father, why? This fellow Taoist knows my father?" Mu Wanwan said calmly after glancing at the black-robed old man.

"I have met Senior Mu once, so it's not considered acquaintance," the black-robed old man shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"Oh, well, everyone is here! As usual, let's send four disciples each, two to two duels, ranked according to the number of winners, and the number of winners is the same to continue the duel," Mu Houhou nodded, He said calmly.

The next thing is simple, the leading monks of the four sects draw lots to determine the order of appearance, a total of 16 people, divided into

Eight groups competed.

There were quite a few disciples brought by the four sects, and those who did not participate in the competition stepped out of the queue one after another, built four arenas, and imposed restrictions.

After the four rings were built, the man in gray said, "The rings are built, send out two disciples!"

"Wang Changsheng and Chen Yingying, you two go to ring two and three respectively. Remember, this is a life-and-death fight. Don't hold back your hands, or you will die," the black-robed old man ordered solemnly.

"Yes, Uncle Zhou," Wang Changsheng and a young woman in green clothes answered, walked out of the crowd, and each walked towards a ring.

Wang Changsheng's opponent was a tall and thin man in a blood robe, with a cultivation base of the late foundation establishment stage.

After seeing the opponents of both sides clearly, the immortal cultivators who were watching around were commotion and whispering.

Most of the immortal cultivators on the stage were at the late stage of foundation establishment, and there were two in the middle stage of foundation establishment. As for the early stage of foundation establishment, there was only Wang Changsheng. Therefore, Wang Changsheng's fight with the blood-robed man attracted much attention.

"I'm not mistaken! The Nether Corpse Sect actually sent a foundation-building stage disciple to fight, and the disciple of the blood-killing sect on the opposite side is in the late foundation-establishment stage. I think the disciples of the Nether Corpse Sect are in danger this time.

"This is not necessarily the case. Since he was selected by the Nether Corpse Sect to participate in the Heavenly Demon Conference, he should have real skills. However, it is not easy for a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment to defeat a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment."

The tall, thin, blood-robed man looked at Wang Changsheng carefully, and a look of contempt flashed across his face. In his opinion, even if the opponent's strength was much stronger than some early-stage foundation-establishment monks, it was impossible to defeat the late-stage foundation-establishment monks. For him, among other things, he can kill the opponent with energy.

On a small slope not far from the arena, four monks at the alchemy stage gathered together, chatting leisurely.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, did you Nether Corpse Sect give up on participating in the Heavenly Demon Conference? You actually sent a disciple from the early stage of Foundation Establishment to participate in the life-and-death battle," the young woman in blue skirt said with a chuckle when she saw Wang Changsheng.

"Until the last moment, the outcome is unpredictable," the black-robed old man said calmly upon hearing this.

Hearing this, the young woman in the blue skirt murmured in her heart.

When Mu Houhou saw Wang Changsheng, a look of doubt quickly flashed in his eyes.

"The competition begins!" The gray-robed man shouted loudly.

As soon as the words fell, the immortal cultivators on the four rings immediately took action.

As soon as Wang Changsheng stopped, he immediately took off the body bag at his waist, threw it forward, and a spell hit it. Immediately, a thick black mist mixed with gusts of wind gushed out from the mouth of the bag. In a blink of an eye, The smaller half of the arena blocked the sight of the man in the blood robe.

The next moment, five bronze armored corpses and two iron armored corpses jumped out of the black mist, jumping and jumping towards the blood-robed man.

Seeing this, the blood-robed man immediately let out a low cry and made a tactic with one hand, blood gushing out from the blood-colored robe, wrapping his body.

(End of this chapter)