Divine Cultivation System

Seven Mang Mountain.

Song Wenlong, as one of the few cultivation bases who reached the realm of sages, did not enter the powerhouse of the Demon Cultivation League due to various reasons.

He is not as ambitious as Moshanmu.

Cultivation to reach the realm of sages.

And because of his own combat power, he was not absorbed by the Demon Cultivation League, which made him really want to be like the wind and the rain in the Demon Cultivation Domain.

Mixing that is called a dashing.

For him, the cultivation base has truly reached the realm of sages, and entering the Demon Cultivation League will indeed allow him to obtain a more powerful divine rune and a chance to further improve his cultivation base.

That would make him lose his freedom.

More importantly, he is really like a soil emperor now. Isn't this more fun than being a younger brother?

It is based on this idea that he is no longer happy and happy almost all the time.

With his combat power, there is no need to be disturbed by others.

Available on this day.

The long-lost peace was broken.

The mountain protection formation was suddenly attacked, and in just an instant, it was destroyed.

"Who dares to destroy my mountain protection formation?!"

Song Wenlong soared into the sky.

As a rare animal-like expert in the sage realm, he did not set up a strong mountain protection formation.

With him in charge, what kind of mountain protection formation can play a role?

Therefore, the mountain protection formation he arranged, even a saint, can be easily shattered.

Such a mountain protection formation is more of a warning.

No wonder he was so furious.

But when he flew into the air, he saw a **** man rushing towards the east of the mainland.

"Brother Song, old man Moshanmu, I was seriously injured by a sneak attack by a hateful bastard. I also asked Brother Song to help me stop him for a while in terms of past friendship. Moshanmu will definitely reward him with a generous gift..."

Jun Tianhong used the body and voice of Moshanmu, but he didn't need to worry about being exposed.

This place is a little different from the direction he intends to go.

The reason why he made a special trip was mainly because he was worried that Qin Shaofeng's imperial sword was too powerful, so that after he went there, the people there pushed him out of the door.

With his current injury, there is no way to find other rescues.

Although Song Wenlong is a waste, he can also use one to eliminate some of the power of Qin Shaofeng's sword.

More importantly, when he seized the Demon Mountain Tree, the memory he got knew that Song Wenlong's mountain protection formation could be easily broken.

"Magic Mountain Wood?"

Song Wenlong was stunned for a moment.

He did deal with Moshanmu, and he knew that Moshanmu was timid.

The sound and breath are all true to the magic mountain wood.

Then he naturally doesn't need to worry about anything, even if Moshanmu refuses to accept the account, he is not afraid of not getting it.

Based on this idea, he suddenly exuded aura, took out the sword, and pointed to a black spot in the sky.

What he didn't expect was that in the blink of an eye, the black spot came to the vicinity.

The speed surprised him.

Especially when I saw that it was two people, and it was a beautiful woman in her thirties, with a young man holding a long sword, I felt a little more at ease.

But he wasn't a fool either.

Moshanmu just asked him to help block it for a moment, and didn't ask him to make a move.

Song Wenlong clasped his fists and said, "Song Wenlong in the lower Qimang Mountain, dare to ask what you two are doing in such a hurry? Why don't you come to my Qimang Mountain to rest for a while?"

"roll!"

Yan Su heard Jun Tianhong's words.

In front of Qin Shaofeng, she really did not have the bearing of a half-step eternal powerhouse.

But when faced with an ant like Song Yunlong, his strong confidence made him refrain from even a single word of nonsense from the other party.

"you you you you…"

"die!"

Yan Su slapped her with a slap.

He knows Qin Shaofeng's anxiety. After all, the other party is an eternal strong man. Once they are relieved, they will be the ones who will die.

How dare this **** who doesn't know anything dare to block their way, then send him on his way.

"This is…"

"boom!"

Song Wenlong felt that the crisis of death was imminent.

In the next instant, he had turned into bits of minced meat and fell to the ground.

"Mountain master... Was someone slammed for a second?"

All the disciples of Qimang Mountain were petrified at this moment.

Ever since they started to keep records, they knew the existence of the Demon Cultivation Leader and the Demon Cultivation Alliance, which made the strongest in the Demon Cultivation Domain a half-assed sage like Song Wenlong.

Song Wenlong's cultivation base can really be said to be the strongest if the Cultivation League does not join the WTO.

Such a strong person will be beaten by someone?

This is too unscientific, right?

How could such a thing happen?

Seeing that Yan Su had no intention of staying for half a minute, and disappeared in an instant, they were shocked and completely unable to return to their souls.

Wasn't the scene just now really dazzling for them?

An hour later.

Black Dragon Collar.

"Come on... ah, what, you didn't see me, I don't know anything." Another sage felt Yan Su's terrifying aura from a distance, turned his head and ran away.

Until Qin Shaofeng and Yan Su left, he couldn't help being curious and followed from a distance.

Another two hours...

After half an hour...

It has to be said that Jun Tianhong's object of winning the house is too suitable.

Moshanmu has great ambitions. He doesn't want to offend anyone. He knows too much about the situation of Xiu Moyu.

He knew exactly where there were powerhouses and where there were dangers that could be exploited.

This also led Jun Tianhong to get these memories directly.

Along the way, they are constantly turning back and forth with Qin Shaofeng and the two.

He ran away too quickly.

The injury is still aggravating, seeing Yan Su and Qin Shaofeng catching up little by little, making him even more afraid to look back, not knowing what happened behind him.

Three days in the blink of an eye.

The distance between Qin Shaofeng and him was only a thousand feet away.

There were as many as six people trailing behind them.

He is almost a half-assed sage who has cultivated most of the Demon Realm.

Such a scene was only unknown to Jun Tianhong, the initiator.

He didn't even know that those people wanted to swallow him alive after seeing Yan Su slapped a beast of a sage to death more than half an hour ago.

most dangerous situation.

But finally let him see the destination.

On a rolling mountain, countless pavilions decorate it extremely luxuriously.

In such a gorgeous mountain range with a large number of people and strong spiritual energy, not a single beast dared to make trouble.

This is where the headquarters of the Xiu Mo League is located.

"Elder Xu, please help, I am the Moshan Sect of Moshan. I was seriously injured by the enemy's sneak attack. He is now chasing me!"

He was still a hundred miles away from Xiu Mo League, and he had already shouted loudly.

Magic Mountain Sect Magic Mountain Wood?

He was chased and killed and fled to the Xiu Mo League to ask for help?