Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

If it wins, it will be famous throughout the Northern Region of Zhongzhou.

The entrance to the Tianmu Mountains was already filled with crowds, but few people went in at the moment, because almost all the monsters in the entire mountain range had rushed into the mountain range after being chased for the past few days.

There is no such super strength that can defeat ten thousand with one enemy. Entering it at this time, you can only court death.

So they are waiting, when the energy tide of heaven and earth erupts, with the help of the suppression of the tide, the monsters will be restrained a lot.

Most of these people sat cross-legged on the ground or stood on top of trees, only a small number stayed at low altitude, enjoying the gaze of everyone.

And these few people are the genius disciples of Sifang Pavilion and the accompanying elders.

And among this small group of people, the woman on the head of the seven-color giant crane, wearing a seven-color skirt and gown and known as Miss Feng, attracted the most attention.

Whether it is her figure, appearance, or temperament, she is a first-class existence among women.

But for such a beauty, during the waiting period, few people approached her.

In addition to Miss Feng's iceberg demeanor of repelling people thousands of miles away, the two old figures beside her who seemed to collapse in the wind put great pressure on everyone.

The strength of both of them is in the Dou Zong six-star.

Just when everyone was whispering and discussing who would get the ten spots in the Tianshan Blood Pool.

The several figures standing in the low sky felt a little bit, and their eyes all looked towards the rear.

"Elder Mu, what's the matter?" On the giant crane, Miss Feng, who was wearing a colorful dress and gown, saw the changes of a few people, and looked in the direction they were looking with her faint eyes. There was nothingness, nothing.

"A strong man has arrived, and there is more than one person." Behind the woman in the colorful skirt, an old woman in green robe said in a deep voice.

At the same time, the accompanying elders of Wanjiang Pavilion, Huangquan Pavilion, and Xingyun Pavilion also informed their perceptions to the Tianjiao around them.

After a few breaths, a young man dressed in a black robe, with a pair of black and white wings gathered behind his back, appeared first in the field of vision of several people.

Immediately afterwards, there were two beautiful figures, one green and one red, both women were stunning beauties.

In the end, there were a few old men who were stepping on the void, and several fighting emperors who followed behind the old man.

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There are six Douzongs, one half-step Douzong, and the rest are Douhuangs.

Several people flying at low altitude couldn't help being surprised, such a menacing attack is obviously inevitable!

As the black-robed youth approached, more and more people at the entrance of the mountain noticed it.

Until they arrived, the entire sea of ​​people was looking at a few people.

"It's so arrogant, it's even higher than the people in the fourth pavilion."

"Which faction is this? Six fighting sects are here, tsk tsk, what is this for?"

Just as everyone was discussing, an old voice came from above:

"Lingyan Pavilion is doing business, idlers and others stay away!"

Although the old voice didn't seem loud, it overwhelmed everyone's discussion and resounded over the entire mountain range.

Anyone who is not deaf can hear.

"Lingyan Pavilion, it turns out to be someone from Lingyan Pavilion!"

"Is it the Lingyan Pavilion where the two pavilions in the northwest and northwest of Fenglei Pavilion were defeated, and the owner of the West Pavilion and the nine elders were all arrested?"

"Looking at the situation, it seems to be. But he is talking about idlers, who are idlers?"

"Looking at their eyes, they seem to be talking about us."

"Lingyan Pavilion!" The two figures behind the woman in the colorful dress spoke, their faces were shocked, as if they were facing an enemy.

Even the face of the woman in the colorful skirt and gown at the head changed. She knew more news than outsiders.

The elders and pavilion masters of the two pavilions in the northwest, except for the pavilion master in the North Pavilion who was lucky enough to survive, all the soul steles were shattered.

This also means that all die.

The people in the other three pavilions all gloated and looked at Miss Feng's side when they saw the other party's self-report.

However, who are these idlers referring to?

Looking at the astonishment in everyone's eyes, Hai Bodong raised his voice again and said: "From today onwards, this Tianshan Blood Pool belongs to Lingyan Pavilion, and the entire Tianmu Mountain Range is also Lingyan Pavilion's territory. Get back quickly!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

All four pavilions were shocked.

After working for a long time, they are the same as the people below, they are just idlers.

However, these words also made Lingyan Pavilion a target of public criticism.

"Lingyan Pavilion is so small, I really thought that after defeating the two northwest pavilions of Fenglei Pavilion, I thought I could walk sideways in the Northern Territory? It's too whimsical!" The one who spoke was an elder of Wanjian Pavilion, whose strength was in the Seven Stars Dou Zong.

His words made everyone agree.

"Elder Lin is right. What is Lingyan Pavilion? He really thought that after defeating the two northwest pavilions of Fenglei Pavilion, he thought he could occupy the Tianmu Mountains? Can he compete against the entire Northern Territory?"

"Extremely arrogant, to classify all of us as idlers, so arrogant, people who don't think that the saint is here?"

"Relying on the six fighting sects is like occupying the blood pool in Tianshan Mountain. It's just a dream. We can drown you all by spitting on each other."